"Why can he be the head of a factory?"

Xu Daliang angrily rebuked: "Isn't it because of Comrade Jian Teng, who has a good relationship with Luo Xuan and is good at flattering Luo Xuan?"

Luo Xuan Digu: "Yours is flattery."

Jian Teng was dissatisfied: "The conscience of heaven and earth! I have never even gone to Luo Xuan's house to have dinner more than three times in total.

I would never be scolded by him less than 100 times.

As for the matter of flattering, since I met Comrade Luo Xuan, I have not given him a penny in the conscience of heaven and earth."

Jian Teng swore: "On the contrary, I borrowed 21 yuan from him as living expenses a while ago.

Not only that, because my family’s life is very difficult. In order to send some money back to my family, I borrowed an additional 30 yuan from Luo Xuan... These are all supported by IOUs and remittance slips from the Post and Telecommunications Bureau.”

Jian Teng did owe Luo Xuan a sum of money.

The amount that Chen Xiaobai owed Luo Xuan was even greater: last time, Chen Xiaobai went to the Doujiapan Coal Mine for selling a cart of grain. As a result, he failed to make any money, and Chen Xiaobai himself was still in jail.

I almost ended up dying in that black coal kiln.

And the cart of grain that Chen Xiaobai pulled there originally belonged to Luo Xuan.

So much so that now Chen Xiaobai owes Luo Xuan a lot of money...

Seeing that Jian Teng did not admit his mistake, he instead argued with reason.

Qian Ming, the host of the meeting, added: "You and Luo Xuan are both from Rongwei County, Bashu.

To avoid suspicion, you know? Why don't you and Luo Xuan avoid suspicion on such a sensitive issue as the appointment of the director of a furniture factory?"

Jian Teng continued to sneer: "I want to avoid being scolded! I even asked an architectural design institute to help with the design of the building above my unit.

If you ask someone for help, don’t you pay for the design fee?

I designed no less than 50 sets of production equipment for Tianjing Shixing Furniture Factory. Just for the design fee, installation and commissioning fees, did Shilipu Commune give me a penny?

Not to mention, the new modular furniture I designed... Excuse me, how much design fee did the commune give me?"

Acting director of Jianteng Shengwei Furniture Factory.

According to relevant regulations, his salary is 58 yuan 9, plus some job subsidies and so on, the actual monthly salary is now 79 yuan 5.

But this salary is actually a drop in the bucket compared to the design fee.

That is equivalent to Jianteng not only working for nothing, but also paying compensation.

I heard Qian Ming say that he was involved in nepotism.

Luo Xuan also snorted: "The management position will be held by those who can do it, so I'm just going to hold it in check!"

If you can design a complete set of equipment for a furniture factory, you can design the most innovative modular furniture.

And if you can do well in new product research and development, furniture production, sales and after-sales service, you can also become the director of this factory."

"I'm not afraid that you have flaws in your moral character, or that you're greedy for petty gains, but I'm afraid that you're mediocre and mediocre."

Luo Xuan snorted coldly: "Why, Qian Ming, tell me, among the processes in the furniture factory, which one can you do well?

If you can do any of these things well, I will ask you to be the workshop director, or the corresponding department management cadre."

The host of this meeting, Qian Ming, was just the director of the propaganda section of Shilipu Commune.

When it comes to writing a very sentimental, accurate but empty article, he is more professional.

Qian Ming is good at such things as talking.

But when it comes to actually engaging in corporate management and sales, he is just a layman.

But during this period, people who are considered firm and have high moral character are more likely to become factory directors.

It's not about who is more professional.

It seems that starting from work and personnel arrangements, we can't find anything wrong with Luo Xuan.

Lao Liang coughed and looked directly at Deputy Director Niu.

Indicate him to stand up and speak, and help bring the rhythm of the conference in the predetermined direction.

But I saw Deputy Director Niu with his head lowered. I wonder if he was dozing off or counting ants on the ground?

I had no choice but to turn my attention to Miao Changqing.

"I want to criticize Comrade Luo Xuan. There are problems with his life style."

Miao Changqing stood up and complained loudly: "I personally think that Comrade Luo Xuan is not rigorous enough and serious enough in the relationship between virgins and men."

"As a commune manager, there are always so many young girls in the house... This is not good, this is not good."

Miao Changqing said: "Guys, tell me, how can there be any reason for male and female educated youths to live in the same cave dwelling?

That's not all.

As far as I know, there are several other young women at Luo Xuan's residence. Is this appropriate? This is very inappropriate."

Lao Liang, when he messes with others, he only does three things: finding fault with work.

If you can't make a choice, you'll find trouble in your life style.

If your life style is impeccable, then you should start with your character and morality.

Generally speaking, when it comes to the third axe, it’s time to hit it accurately...Be a good person before you do it.

"right!"

Lao Liang rubbed his hands in excitement: "What kind of behavior is Luo Xuan doing? This is a bad behavior that does not pay attention to the impact and does not pay attention to maintaining the image of the production team cadres.

Comrades, as a cadre of a production team, we must hold ourselves to higher standards and pay attention to the impact at all times."

Lao Liang asked loudly to the audience: "Do you think this is the case?"

The audience was silent, and no one answered.

Lao Liang could only point to Deputy Director Niu and ask him to speak.

Niu's deputy factory manager, Chung Ai Ai, stood up and replied in authentic Saibei dialect: "I'm sorry, just like what you said, Lao Liang, I'm a fool."

Hearing what Deputy Factory Director Niu said, the people in the audience immediately reacted: "Yes, we are bad, we are all fools."

Lao Liang frowned: "Are you talking nonsense? The people's eyes are sharp."

This time, before Deputy Director Niu took the lead, everyone in the audience shouted in unison: "We don't know, we are all scumbags... we don't understand this!"

Lao Liang was stunned: What does this mean?

How do you understand that everyone's views suddenly become so unified?

It turned out that it was Lao Liang who called all the factory workers and production workers in the commune "hanhan" and "shanhan" through the radio yesterday.

On the radio, Lao Liang openly said that these people knew nothing and were idiots who knew nothing.

As a result, his move offended 110% of the people in the commune.

The extra 10% are the relatives of these workers and members in other communes...

However, Lao Liang himself did not know about the fact that he spoke freely on the radio and staged a group assassination.

Just because everyone around him knew that as soon as Lao Liang said these words, he was destined to die an ugly death.

A man who caused public outrage and blatantly slandered the masses...

Who dares to save him?!

In addition to Lao Liang himself, he also wanted to struggle.

At this moment,

But all of a sudden, more than 200 girls and wives rushed towards the stage...

"What are you doing?!"

Lao Liang was shocked: "I didn't ask you to come up. Why didn't you listen to the call and acted on your own?

Militia, where is the militia captain? Drive them out quickly! Are there any more disciplines at the venue?"

A beautiful aunt is lovable, and a beautiful aunt and a handsome woman can make a man fall in love with her to death.

But if a lot of beautiful aunts and countless handsome women all throw themselves at a man with open arms...

My legs are so scared!
Chapter completed!