With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

In the office of the Director of Transportation, Xue Ming and Gao Yunfei faced each other. Xue Ming pointed to the tea cup and invited him to drink tea.

Gao Yunfei said with a flattering look, "Director Xue, have you compiled the house allocation list?"

"Why are you asking this? The house hasn't been built yet." Xue Ming felt a little unhappy in his heart. You are not Cao Baoshan. I have no obligation to tell you.

"Director Xue, did Director Cao Baoshan of the Transportation Bureau tell you about this?" Gao Yunfei asked.

"Lao Cao told me a lot of things, what are you asking about?" Xue Ming deliberately pretended to be confused.

The air became quiet, and Gao Yunfei showed confusion on his face. He chuckled twice and picked up the tea cup to relieve the embarrassment. Xue Ming crossed his legs and waited for him to make a move.

Two minutes later, Gao Yunfei put down his tea cup and said, "Director Xue, I would like to ask if my name is on the room allocation list. Director Cao has said hello to you, right?"

"Oh, it turns out they are sharing houses. Is there anything unspeakable about this?" Xue Ming pretended to suddenly realize.

"Hey, I'm a thin-skinned person. Everyone knows that the house is not enough, and comrades all want to know if they have their own share of the house." Gao Yunfei said with a smile.

Xue Ming opened the drawer and took out a cigarette and threw it to him. "The allocation of houses is related to your grades this year, just like students' final exams. The top thirty will be allocated houses, and the bottom ten will wait for the second phase of the project."

Gao Yunfei was confused for a moment, "What grades? What grades can we get if we are not students?"

"You go back, I will find a time to hold a meeting for everyone, and then announce everyone's results and rankings." Xue Ming waved his hand and issued an order to expel the guests.

Gao Yunfei didn't want to leave, so he picked up the tea cup and continued drinking tea. While drinking, he considered whether to speak clearly.

He didn't know what grades were, but he knew that his grades were definitely not good because the former Director Jin took good care of him.

The number of missions is the least, and the mileage of each mission is the shortest. Basically, they go to department stores and supply and marketing cooperatives around the provincial capital.

While others would travel hundreds of kilometers round trip on a mission, he would go up to about 100 kilometers on a mission, and he would spend three days fishing and two days drying nets at work.

"This is not appropriate. We are not students and we are not going to get results. This will definitely not convince the public and the comrades will definitely not agree." Gao Yunfei decided to risk it all.

"Are you teaching me how to do things? Please note your identity. You cannot represent all transporters." Xue Ming said seriously.

"Director Xue, don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant. Director Cao should have told you that my family's conditions are not good and we should be allocated a house." Gao Yunfei made it clear directly.

"Are you using Director Cao to pressure me? Although the Transportation Bureau is our supervisory department, it has no right to decide specific matters." Xue Ming slapped the table directly.

There was a bang in the office, Gao Yunfei's expression changed drastically, and the two stared at each other.

After a moment, Gao Yunfei said with a smile, "Director Xue, don't get angry. I didn't use Director Cao to pressure you. I just said that my family's living conditions are very difficult."

"Is there anyone who doesn't have a hard life these days? Please, I still have work to do." Xue Ming issued an eviction order.

Gao Baoshan turned around and left, the smile on his face instantly solidified, and his face showing a hint of ferocity as he gritted his teeth.

Five minutes later, Xue Ming took the relevant information to the conference room. On the way, he met his sworn brother Wang Xianbang, so he arranged for him to inform everyone that the meeting would start in half an hour.

Xue Ming came to the conference room and used a ruler and chalk to draw a diagram on the blackboard. In the left column, he wrote the names of all the transporters, a total of forty people including himself.

Write the assessment items and scores on the top line, such as the number of tasks per year, and the corresponding scores for how many tasks you perform.

For example, the total annual transportation distance, how many kilometers, how many points are awarded.

Finally, the scoring criteria for each item are written out, so that everyone can see the fairness and justice at a glance.

The transporters came to the conference room one after another. Xue Ming drew the chart and put down the ruler. He counted the number of people and found that everyone had arrived.

"Comrades all know that students will take exams after studying for a year, and the results are to test the learning results of this year. We have to have results after working for a year. This is the result of our hard work for a year." Xue Ming tapped the blackboard with a ruler .

There was silence in the conference room. Everyone looked at their names and the results behind their names in confusion, not knowing where the results came from.

Wang Xianbang, a student in the Department of Transportation, was very happy when he saw that his score was second only behind Xue Ming.

So he raised his hand and stood up to speak, "Director Xue, please tell everyone how the results came about. I looked very confused."

Xue Ming motioned him to sit down and began to educate everyone one by one.

During this period, people kept raising their hands to speak. Xue Ming took the trouble to explain, and after half an hour, he signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Comrades, do you understand?"

"I understand."

Everyone responded in unison, and some who didn't understand were embarrassed to ask again.

"Now that you understand everything, copy down your respective scores. Copy down the scores for each item, then sign your name and give it to me." Xue Ming said.

"Director Xue, I can't write." Gao Yunda from the Transportation Section 2 said loudly.

"If you can't write, ask someone you trust to write it for you, and then come to me to stamp your fingerprint." Xue Ming found it very funny.

Gao Yunda is the only illiterate person in the transportation department and can barely write his own name. His cousin Gao Yunfei usually signs it.

Everyone was writing down their results on notepads. There was only the sound of writing in the entire venue. Xue Ming sat in front and waited quietly.

Wang Xianbang was the first to write and submit the paper. Xue Ming checked it carefully and found that there were no mistakes. He opened the ink pad and asked him to put his fingerprint on his name.

"Comrade Director, are our grades tied to the allocation of houses?" Wang Xianbang looked at Xue Ming expectantly. His grades were second, and he really hoped that Xue Ming would admit that the house was related to his grades.

Everyone stopped writing and looked up at the rostrum. They also wanted to know whether their grades were related to their room assignments. The people who were in the bottom dozen became nervous instantly.

"We will talk about the house allocation later. As for whether grades are linked to houses, it depends on the wishes of the superiors." Xue Ming waved his hand to signal Wang Xianbang to go back.

Wang Xianbang was a little disappointed but didn't dare to say anything. He handed in his transcript and returned to his seat obediently, deciding to find time to talk to Xue Ming about the house.

Soon everyone handed over their results. Xue Ming packed them into his bag and announced the end of the meeting, then rode his bicycle home from get off work.

Enter the space, put the signed and hand-stamped transcripts in the collection room, and walk into the sugar cane fields of the farm.

The sugar cane will mature in more than a month. By then, all the sugar cane will be turned into sugar to treat his son's hypoglycemia. Thirty acres of sugar cane will probably be enough for him to eat for two years.

However, making sugar requires a juicer, which requires a lot of coal. Both juicers and coal are difficult to find.