“How many?”

Liang Tian was completely frightened by Li Dong's move and couldn't help asking Gao Jianjun beside him. Gao Jianjun was always paying attention to the stage.

"This is the twelfth thousand yuan bonus."

"Good guy, the twelve people have divided at least 15,000, right?"

“It’s a little bit more.”

Liang Tian took a breath of air conditioning. It was more than just a big noise. He wanted a big bomb when he was released. Liang Tian thought that two or three hundred had reached the top, but who knew that he had underestimated this kid. He was really brave enough to make a fuss.

Compared to Liang Tian and Gao Jianjun, the official employees of the bamboo weaving factory, especially the old employees, were trembling with excitement.

"Jiayue, how many do you think we have?"

Bi Jiaju was trembling with excitement.

"We are not as tall as Team Leader Zhang and the others, but we are at least half of them."

"Team leader Zhang is half, isn't there six hundred?"

Bi Jiaju was stunned. Six hundred, when did you see so much money? "I just want to pay back the bicycle money, but I didn't think of so much."

"I didn't expect it."

The employees of the bamboo weaving factory were excited and their faces were red, and the bonuses of one thousand were one after another. They happily came to the stage after reading the name, but they didn't read the name below and looked envious.

Of course, the others were even more envious. The troupe was talking about it. It would be great if they could get so many bonuses.

"I want to buy a bicycle."

Han Weidong and Han Weichao looked at each other and found that they didn’t have that much bonus, but a lot of them. When they saw it, each person had seven or eight hundred yuan, and the temporary worker they had also had a bonus of two or three hundred yuan. All of them were calculated.

The two of them had a total of more than a thousand yuan together. It was enough to buy a bicycle, enough money for watches, and even enough money for marriage. It was enough to save some money to build three large tile houses.

The relatively young excited and excited old man in the village kept wiping his tears. When did he see so many tickets at home? They were dragged to the house as soon as they got off, and they wanted to hide the money quickly.

It’s impossible to see the light, each person and fight together, and they will return home happily.

"Bi Jiaju nine hundred and one."

"It's finally less than one thousand."

Liang Tian breathed a sigh of relief, one thousand on the left and one thousand on the right, Liang Tian was almost suffering from a heart attack. Secretary Hu, who was sitting next to Liang Tian, ​​now went from shock to anger, what did Li Dong want to do?

"Secretary Liang, it's so nonsense." Hu Guohua couldn't help it.

"Secretary Hu, can't say that. Distribute according to work, and keep enough for the factory to use for the next year, and allocate the others to the factory employees. This is in line with the socialist distribution principle." Liang Tian smiled. Although he did not agree with Li Dong's big disturbance, he could see Hu Guohua's angry look.

Liang Tian still helped Li Dong say a few words, and Hu Guohua was a little surprised for a moment. "Secretary Liang, this is money being the leader, money is the supreme one. Look, these people's expressions are undesirable. This theory of money is not acceptable."

"Secretary Hu is too worried. This is the income from everyone's labor, and capitalism is the supremacy of money."

Hu Guohua was so angry that he pulled Li Dong down, but seeing that he was surrounded by Hanzhuang people, he really dared to do this and might be able to defeat him.

Hu Guohua got up and left the seat, and his teeth were itchy. He was fucking against Secretary Gao.

"Leave?"

Li Dong glanced at Hu Guohua who had left the seat and thought to himself that he was leaving now, and the excitement had not begun yet.

One by one, the employees came on stage, and the distribution was over 50,000 yuan.

"When everyone received the money, they also received a card."

“These cards are all in the box.”

Li Dong held up the box at hand, what are you doing? Not to mention Liang Tian doesn’t know, Korean rich and others don’t know.

"What is Dongzi doing?"

Li Qiuju and others who had just returned were confused, looking confused, isn’t this going to start a show?

"I don't know."

"It's still fifteen minutes away from the show."

Li Dong looked at his watch. "In this way, we started, and now we are trying to draw three TVs."

"Three TVs?"

"What does it mean?"

"Employees who have drawn numbers come to register. If they don't come to register, they will be considered giving up the TV voluntarily."

"Dongzi, what does this TV mean?"

“Yes, is it a TV ticket?”

Li Dong smiled. "No, it's a TV, a 14-inch TV is free to send to your home."

"real?"

It was even more exciting now. I gave the TV for free and three at once. Everyone tightened the numbers in their hands.

"Secretary Liang, please ask the Third Office to draw today's TV award."

Liang Tian was stunned. This was his own business, but he still went on stage and drew three numbers and handed them to Li Dong. Li Dong took it.

“No. 8, fifteen, and thirty-six.”

"I, I."

Bi Jiaju was stunned. It was her on the fifteenth.

No. 8 is Liu Chunzhi, so lucky. No. 36 is the target of Han Weichao. The two jumped up excitedly. The good guy registered and then drew ten bicycle tickets, which Gao Jianjun drew.

"There are gifts next."

"Everyone can come and get it."

"ah?"

"We can do it too?"

"Okay, as long as you are present."

Colored rubber bands, hairpins, colored promotional pages, and some gadgets that are worthless. Li Dong directly handed them to Han Weiguo a few, and specially picked some furry animal dolls to send them to the backstage.

“We have gifts, too.”

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The drama is starting, it’s so lively. Hanjiazhuang is even more lively than the festival. The employees of the bamboo weaving factory sitting in the center are even more excited, excited and proud. Looking around at them, they are full of envy.

While everyone was snatched up the order, they were also a little panicked, worried about whether the factory could be opened next year and whether the factory would go bankrupt. Now, I am not worried at all. This guy can pay so much money to everyone.

How could it go bankrupt? This time, Li Dong felt that the people in the bamboo weaving factory were panicked, and the other one was a little angry. It’s not possible. He paid so many bonuses here. The workers in the state-owned bamboo weaving factory in the intersection commune, and the workers in the county were not moved.

I am no worse than the workers of the mango bamboo weaving factory, and I even have better skills. If I do the same job, why should I earn more than 1,000 yuan a year and three or four hundred yuan a year? Why?

"Dongzi, is this too much?"

South Korea Furao Li Dong. "Where do we get the TV and bicycle tickets?"

"Look for Secretary Gao, let's give the order out and make some compensation no matter what."

Li Dong said with a smile. "I will talk to Secretary Liang about this later."

"Is this my job?"

"Uncle Guofu, this matter is a big loss. If we don't want to get some things, it's not a waste of money."

"If not, I'll go to the county party committee to make trouble."

Of course, this is just a saying. Li Dong and Liang Tianyi said here. "Let me try it. Secretary Gao said that he would give some compensation. This is not a big problem, but there are a lot of bicycle tickets."

"Not many ten vehicles."

"I want to ask for you."

Liang Tianxin said that this guy is indeed not the one who suffers losses. This time, he is really reasonable. The state-owned factory is indeed a little too much. He is robbing someone else's orders.

In the afternoon, Liang Tian called Gao Ziyang and asked for things. "Secretary Gao, this Li Dong is lawless and has caused such a big mess, and he still has the face to ask for things."

"Give them."

At noon, Secretary Wu was notified to come to inspect.

"Secretary, really give it to him?"

"Give them."

"You go and arrange it. Secretary Wu is coming tomorrow."

"Secretary Wu?"

Hu Guohua suddenly realized that Wu Tianming, now the first deputy secretary of the Prefectural Committee and former Secretary Chi Cheng, came a bit too coincidental. "Then I'll make arrangements."

"Director Hu of the state-owned bamboo weaving factory, please inform me and wait and come here later."

Gao Ziyang was very unhappy with the year-end bonus that Li Dong gave, but now there is no good solution. The collective enterprises and counties cannot control them. They didn’t want to manage them. If they didn’t have electricity, there would be no infrastructure support.
To be continued...