Something happens every weekend, and it seems to have become a chronic problem for the security management of the Red Star Factory.

Just like psoriasis, it cannot be shoveled away, scraped clean, or driven away.

Li Xuewu no longer had the initial fear of employees participating in fights and was unable to take precautions.

What should be publicized has been publicized, what should be emphasized has been emphasized, whether it is control or supervision, even several workshop directors have been dismissed, but the situation still happens.

It is better to block than to open up. Since strict control cannot stop it, it means that the root of the problem is not management, and the attitude of employees towards this kind of thing has gone beyond the psychological defense line of losing their jobs and ruining their lives.

It can be seen that passionate young people still have unstoppable impulses and blindness in their thoughts and ideals, and they do not yet have a clear understanding of the consequences of recklessness.

After all, only one person died. In such a big factory, there were tens of thousands of people, right? Why would you be caught in a fight? How could you be injured? How could you be the one who fell to the ground?

Already.

As long as you are not caught, the factory will not know about it, and there will be no expulsion, let alone subsequent punishment or job loss.

We all have a sense of luck, we all think we should be more vigilant, and we are all unwilling to give up our desire to swim in the tide of the times. After all, whose youth is not confused, and whose youth is not suffering.

Lao Li's attitude towards this kind of thing has also changed, and he knows that the Security Office has done everything it can do and everything it can't do.

Think about it, when was the last time the security team from the security department entered the city, at what period, and for what purpose.

What about this time? I fully used all my strength.

But, what’s the result? It’s still impossible to prevent it.

On Sunday, Li Xuewu heard a call from the security department at home. There was an accident in the fitter workshop and the rolling workshop. Five people were injured and two were killed. There was even a small squad leader involved.

Li Xuewu was not angry, nor did he curse, nor did he ask for a car to go to the factory.

Let's make trouble, let's fight. Unless these workshops are rotated, if something happens to the people around them, if their colleagues don't do nothing, and if they don't cry hard for a few days, they won't be deeply impressed.

Zhou Yao felt guilty and sad. Li Xuewu told her not to be sad. The matter had already happened and she should handle it according to the procedures. What was done before should be done now.

Whoever's son dies will take the family to the funeral. No funeral expenses will be paid at all. Those who participated in the fights or encouraged the fights will all be fired. The workshop director will be removed from his post, and the ideological management cadre will be removed from his post.

There is no high-voltage line, and they want to cause trouble. Now the security department is letting them make trouble. The high-voltage line will never be withdrawn, and whoever touches it will die.

The cost line for making mistakes should be straightened and unbiased.

On Monday, as soon as Li Xuewu went to work, Zhou Yao submitted the report on the matter.

"Well, let's do it this way. Nothing went wrong, right?"

Li Xuewu signed the document, pushed it to Zhou Yao, and said: "Tell Deputy Team Leader Yu to write a series of reports on this matter and do a documentary publicity at the radio station."

"Since they are not afraid of losing face, the factory does not need to save face for them."

He put away the pen in his hand and asked in a calm tone: "How is the investigation of Nie Xiaoguang's case?"

"We are still investigating. This Nie Xiaoguang seems to have an informant in the factory. As soon as we take action, he will hide himself."

Zhou Yao said angrily: "It's like a rat in the sewer. You don't know where he's hiding. Even his family can't tell his whereabouts."

"Your description is very appropriate——"

Li Xuewu nodded at her, not caring about the failure of his subordinates, but reminded her: "The more Nie Xiaoguang is like this, it means that he has a guilty conscience, and this matter is absolutely inseparable from him."

"So, this also shows that our investigation direction and goal are correct. You can continue to investigate along this line. It must be him!"

"We think so too, but we just don't know where to start."

Zhou Yao frowned and said, "We checked his social connections and conducted follow-up investigations, but we didn't find any involvement of these people in the fights between employees."

"Including the clues provided by the branch, we also conducted detailed interviews and evidence collection, but still found nothing. It's like..."

She hesitated for a moment, then continued: "It's as if we have wronged him, but he did participate in some fights."

After explaining this, Zhou Yao walked to Li Xuewu's side, spread out the notebook in her hand to show him, and sorted out and explained the cases and clues recorded in the notebook.

Li Xuewu listened to her report and kept thinking until she finished speaking. Then he knocked on her notebook and asked: "Why is there no record of Nie Chenglin's visit and investigation?"

"Ah? This -"

Zhou Yao hesitated for a moment, looked at Li Xuewu and asked, "Isn't Comrade Nie Chenglin participating in labor in the camp?"

"You can't contact the capital in Yingcheng?"

Li Xuewu raised his head and glanced at her, picked up the teacup and said, "That's Nie Xiaoguang's father. Do you think his son knows that he is acting like a monster in the capital?"

"Of course, as you said, it doesn't matter if he doesn't know. It's because he is lax in his discipline and has no way of teaching his children. But what if that happens?"

He took a sip of tea and gave Zhou Yao time to think. After putting down the tea cup, he continued: "What if Nie Chenglin knows this, acquiesces to Nie Xiaoguang's approach, or criticizes Nie Xiaoguang's approach?

It is the influencing factor that affects Nie Xiaoguang’s behavior.”

"Anyway, if I made a mistake as a child and got into big trouble, and my dad gave me advice or criticized me on what I should do or what I shouldn't do, I would think about it carefully."

Saying this, seeing Zhou Yao looking thoughtful and a little troubled, he couldn't help but laugh out loud and asked: "You didn't make any mistakes when you were thirteen, fourteen, fifteen or sixteen.

Is it a disaster?"

"Uh-no-"

Zhou Yao lowered her head in embarrassment and even trimmed the hair around her ears with a sense of shame, as if her life was incomplete without experiencing these things.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Li Xuewu looked at her in surprise while holding the teacup, and asked: "Then your parents must be proud of you."

"Actually, there's not even that-"

Zhou Yao licked her lips shyly and said, "My parents are probably used to my grades. I always come first, so they don't have any expectations anymore."

"That's a good answer. Don't answer like that next time. You won't have any friends!"

Li Xuewu looked at her funny and said: "You don't need to explain the principle of being the same as the dust. You should know it. Fortunately, my academic performance is also good enough, otherwise I would be envious of you."

"Ah? Really-"

Zhou Yao looked at Li Xuewu in surprise, not expecting that the leader was also a top student.

But when I thought about what I learned about the work experience of leaders, I couldn't help but wonder: "Then why don't you go to college?"

"Well, that's a good question -"

Li Xuewu rolled his eyes and said, "I asked our principal the same way back then. He asked me to look around again and find two hundred points!"

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"Hey! This is considered a modification, right?"

Ding Zigui and Ao Yuhua accompanied Li Huaide and other factory leaders downstairs to visit the luxury bus parked at the entrance of the factory owner's office building.

Since being brought back from Tianjin Port in April, this car has undergone all-round three-dimensional disassembly, measurement and research by the factory's "tape measure department", and all parts have been disassembled.

The bus we see now is in a state of redesign and redecoration.

I can't say it's completely different, but the original style is completely unrecognizable.

The external features were redesigned in accordance with Li Xuewu's requirements, including the skin, luggage rack, fuel tank and water tank under the frame, etc., all of which were adjusted for rationality and applicability.

In order to better meet the passenger needs of reception and inspection buses, the original batteries and circuits were re-layed.

The appearance has changed, and the interior decoration is completely unrecognizable.

This is a decoration-style design and construction carried out by the passenger car project team of the Hongxing Factory Automotive Research Institute in accordance with the requirements put forward by Li Xuewu, based on the catalog of known electrical appliances to be installed and used, and fully considering the characteristics of aesthetics and practicality.

Li Xuewu had to reject the decoration plan three times and revise it three times before it was finalized and constructed as planned.

More than three months and more than 100 days, it still took such a long time in a complete industrial system. It can only be said that the project team of this car put their best efforts into it.

Of course, the design of this bus, which can carry 12 passengers and has radio, radio, telephone and other functions, is not wasted. It is just a concept car and a prototype car.

Li Xuewu's opinion is that this car should be used as a standard, and one version should be developed upwards and downwards to form a must-have vehicle for domestic official inspections.

It’s not that there is any occupation of official cars, but starting from practical applications, we should not take detours if we have already established a clear path, and the energy saved can be used to do more things.

Of course, Li Xuewu also knows that with the current domestic economic and consumption levels, it is unrealistic to fully promote such luxury buses, but having and not having them are two different things. This year we will be poor, next year we will be poor, in three to five years, six or seven years,

In the next ten years, we will definitely become rich.

With this seed, slowly grow and develop, and eventually it will grow into a towering tree.

Li Huaide has different opinions on Li Xuewu's theory, which does not mean that he denies his project establishment and development plan, otherwise the project would not be approved.

He feels that whether it is building cars, ships, or even airplanes now, it is a way to reasonably deal with the overflow of production capacity of the Red Star Factory.

As long as the product is well made and used well, it means that it must have its existence value.

The average person can’t afford an airplane, so we can say we won’t build it? We won’t study it?

Therefore, after looking around, he was the first to board the bus. After Xia Zhongquan's explanation and a detailed tour of the bus, he was satisfied and the smile on his face was sincere.

I'm just satisfied. After this car is built, if there are inspection and reception tasks in the future, the main personnel will sit together, and reporting and service will be very convenient.

You say that cars are more luxurious and comfortable, but that is nonsense.

As long as you work hard, this bus will be even more comfortable than a car.

Li Huaide sat down on the sofa seat, feeling the pure leather texture under his buttocks, and stroking the smooth paint surface of the wooden table in front of him. He knew that this car was great.

"Hahaha--"

Hearing the clear broadcast from the Red Star Broadcasting Station on the radio, taking the phone handed over by Xia Zhongquan, and trying to talk to the duty officer standing across the window in the duty room, the satisfaction on his face became even more intense.
To be continued...