radicalducati Chapter 252 New Director, New Atmosphere
Chapter 252 New Director, New Atmosphere
The arrival of the new chairman of the Revolutionary Committee of the steel mill was like a whirlwind, sweeping away the long-standing dull atmosphere of the steel mill. In the large conference room, the heads of each workshop and department sat upright, and even Xu Damao, who usually loved to whisper, was holding a notebook in an orderly manner.
"Comrades!" the new factory director Liang Guodong said in a loud voice. He stood straight as he came from a military background. "My superiors transferred me here with only one mission - to double the production target of the steel mill!"
There was a sparse applause from the audience. Sitting in the audience, Sha Zhu secretly looked at the new leader - he was in his early fifties, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and calloused palms. He looked like a man of action.
"From today on, the whole factory will implement three shifts! The output of each workshop will be posted on the bulletin board every day!" Director Zheng slapped the production schedule on the table and said, "If the task is not completed before National Day, the director will be dismissed on the spot!"
Jin Dachui poked Shazhu from below and said, "Well, now our publicity department will be busy."
Sure enough, Liang Guodong took the cue and said to Jin Dachui: "Chief Jin, your Propaganda Department should organize propaganda and boost the morale and enthusiasm of our comrades!"
"Yes! I guarantee that I will complete the task!" Jin Dachui stood up and answered.
"Director He, your canteen will also have to work in three shifts in the future. You can't let our frontline comrades work hungry. In addition to lunch, we will also prepare dinner and midnight snacks. I hope the chefs will have no objection."
Sha Zhu also stood up and answered loudly: "Director Liang, rest assured that all chefs will actively participate in the production tasks of the steel rolling mill in accordance with the requirements of the leadership, and will complete the tasks with quality and quantity to provide support for the comrades."
Director Liang nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly changed the subject, "But I'll be frank with you." His sharp eyes swept across the room, "If anyone has messy relationships with men and women that affect production, I'll be the first to fire him!"
The venue suddenly became quiet.
Soon, the Propaganda Department broadcast the new plan, and the workers discussed it in groups of twos and threes. Qin Huairu lowered her head and walked quickly to the warehouse, but was stopped by the newly appointed production section chief: "Master Qin, from today on, you will be transferred back to the workshop. The warehouse needs to count the materials, and the factory will assign someone to be in charge."
Qin Huairu froze in place, her lips trembling but unable to speak.
"Did you see that?" Jin Dachui sighed, holding a cigarette in his mouth. "This is what they call monkeys scattering when the tree falls. Li Huaide has only been gone for a few days..."
Qin Huairu returned home and sat on a chair, holding the corner of her clothes tightly, her nails almost digging into the flesh of her palms. She stared at the bottom of Banggeng's bed with greed and fear, as if there was a poisonous snake lurking there that would bite at any time.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Xiaodang came in with the washed clothes and was startled by her mother's staring eyes.
Qin Huairu suddenly came back to her senses and forced a smile: "It's okay, Mom is thinking about work." She took the washbasin from her daughter and said, "Go call Huaihua back for dinner. Where did this kid go crazy again?"
After Xiaodang left the room, Qin Huairu immediately squatted down and trembled as she lifted the bed sheet. There was thick dust under the bed. The two gold bars and the bracelet were hidden in the innermost crack of the wall, wrapped tightly with rags. She looked around like a thief, and only took out the cloth bag after confirming that no one was around.
The gold bars glowed coldly under the dim light, and the heavy touch made Qin Huairu's heart beat faster. She counted on her fingers - these two gold bars, if converted into money, would be enough for the four of them to eat and use for two or three years. But then she thought again and slapped her thigh in annoyance: If I had known that Li Huaide would fall so quickly, I should have taken more! All the good things in the warehouse are now cheaply given to the new leader...
Suddenly, footsteps were heard outside the house, and Qin Huairu hurriedly put the gold bar back to its original place. As soon as she stood up, she saw Banggeng walk in with a gloomy face.
"Mom, the rumor in the factory is that..." Bang Geng was halfway through his words when he suddenly looked under the bed suspiciously, "What were you doing just now?"
Qin Huairu broke out in a cold sweat and tried to calm herself down while tidying up the bed sheets: "What can I do? I can clean up the house." She changed the subject, "What did you want to say?"
Bang Geng snorted coldly: "I heard that bastard Li Huaide was transferred?"
"Shut up!" Qin Huairu suddenly shouted, then lowered her voice, "What does it have to do with you whether Li Huaide is transferred or not?"
"It's okay?" Bang Geng was so angry that he was shaking all over. "Mom! He...you..., it must be that he was transferred, otherwise I would have dealt with him sooner or later." The boy couldn't say anything more, punched the door frame, turned around and rushed out of the room.
Qin Huairu stood there in a daze, her ears buzzing. She slowly slid to the edge of the bed, her fingers unconsciously stroking the bulge under the bed sheet. Now that Li Huaide is gone, there are still people who are taking advantage of the situation. She has been transferred back to the workshop. In the future...
Banggeng returned to the work-study school and, with a dozen young boys from the Red Team, wandered in the alleys like a pack of hungry wolves. The setting sun stretched their shadows very long, and each of them wore a bright red armband on his arm, which was a symbol of their power.
"Captain Jia, which house should we raid next?" Liu Chong kicked the stone, his tone full of impatience, "I've searched the homes of those old guys in the school three times, and couldn't squeeze out a penny."
Bang Geng narrowed his eyes, thinking of the gold bracelet that was exposed under his mother's pillow last night - he saw it clearly. He had brought people to search the house these days, so he knew exactly where the "stolen goods" went.
Banggeng narrowed his eyes and sneered: "That bastard Li Huaide has just been transferred away. He must have done something serious. Officials like him must have a lot of good things hidden in their homes."
Liu Chong's eyes lit up: "Yes! I heard that he lives in the cadre building. Let's..."
"No," Liu Baoshan interrupted him, "There is a security guard at the cadre building. I heard that one of his nephews is in the security department of the steel mill!"
Wu Dacheng came over, rubbing his hands: "Yes, if we get caught..."
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As night fell, four dark figures crept downstairs of Li Huaide's house. They quietly went upstairs, and Liu Chong pried open the door skillfully. The house was quiet, and the owner had obviously not returned yet.
"Quick! Search separately!" Banggeng commanded in a low voice, "Look for locked cabinets only!"
Liu Chong rummaged through the boxes and suddenly pulled out a metal box from under the bed: "Brother Dao! This box is very heavy!"
Bang Geng swung the hammer he had prepared long ago and smashed the lock with a few "bangs". The moment the lid of the box was opened, the three of them were stunned - there were more than a dozen stacks of big unity neatly stacked inside, and two golden small yellow croakers!