Rebirth of Bloody Romance

There was a cunning gleam in Zhong Yuemin's eyes, like a sly fox. He gently approached Zhou Xiaobai with a playful smile on his lips, like a child who had successfully stolen candy.

When Zhou Xiaobai saw this scene, her cheeks instantly turned red, as tempting as a ripe apple. She glared at Zhong Yuemin and said, "You bad guy, do you want to bully me again?"

There was a hint of coquettishness and helplessness in Zhou Xiaobai's tone, but more of it was indulgence and love for Zhong Yuemin.

Zhong Yuemin looked at Zhou Xiaobai's shy face and couldn't help feeling happy. He pretended to be matter-of-fact and said, "Wife, isn't it natural for me to bully you?" His voice was deep and magnetic, as if it could instantly melt all the defenses in Zhou Xiaobai's heart.

Hearing this, Zhou Xiaobai's face flushed. She rolled her eyes at Zhong Yuemin and muttered, "Bah! I'm going to bully you today." There was a challenging light in her eyes, like a combative kitten.

After that, Zhou Xiaobai refused to give in, with a challenging light flashing in her eyes. She opened her red lips slightly, revealing a stubbornness that refused to admit defeat.

Then, she deftly stretched out her hands and began to display her feminine skills. Her fingers danced on Zhong Yuemin's body like a nimble butterfly, bringing waves of itchy sensations. Zhong Yuemin was amused and laughed loudly, constantly dodging Zhou Xiaobai's attacks.

The air was filled with a sweet and slightly naughty atmosphere, and the laughter of the two people intertwined like a beautiful movement. They were immersed in each other's world and enjoyed this rare happy time.

"I'm asking you to laugh, I'm asking you to laugh, what's so funny?" Zhou Xiaobai said coquettishly while moving flexibly around Zhong Yuemin, trying to stop him from laughing.

However, Zhong Yuemin's laughter became louder and louder, as if this laughter was the most sincere response and praise to her.

"Wife, you say this every time, and I give you chances, but you just can't do it." Zhong Yuemin's laughter was filled with pride and doting.

Zhong Yuemin's words were like a spring breeze, gently blowing across Zhou Xiaobai's heart, making her blush involuntarily.

"Hate it! It's all your fault." Zhou Xiaobai pretended to be angry and hit Zhong Yuemin's chest, but she couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. She knew that all these playfulness were because of the deep love between them.

At this moment, Zhong Yuemin suddenly leaned over, picked up Zhou Xiaobai by the waist, and strode towards the bedroom. Zhou Xiaobai was startled and subconsciously hugged Zhong Yuemin's neck. She could feel Zhong Yuemin's strong heartbeat, which seemed to tell her that this man loved her so deeply.

Zhong Yuemin gently placed Zhou Xiaobai on the bed, and then slowly pressed on her. His eyes were full of tenderness and desire, which made Zhou Xiaobai's heart tremble. The breathing of the two gradually became rapid, as if they were the only two people left in the world.

At this moment, time seemed to stop flowing, and everything became so beautiful and peaceful. They immersed themselves in each other's tenderness, enjoying this rare sweet time.

The sunlight shines through the sparse clouds and gently falls on every corner of the Woolen Mill No. 3.

Today is a special day for Zhong Yuemin - he is about to step down from the heavy responsibility of being the director of the Woolen Textile Factory No. 3 and embark on a new journey.

For the Third Woolen Textile Factory, this is also a milestone moment, because after the merger, it is writing a new chapter with unprecedented stability and prosperity.

Inside the factory, machines roared and yarns flew, creating a busy and orderly scene. Workers either lowered their heads to operate machines attentively or quickly shuttled between production lines, with everyone's face filled with love for work and vision for the future.

Zhong Yuemin's eyes swept through these scenes, with mixed feelings in his heart. He was reluctant to leave, but also proud of the achievements of the Woolen Textile Factory No. 3 today.

"Director Zhong, you're here!" A middle-aged worker looked up from his busy work and greeted Zhong Yuemin with a smile. That smile was full of sincerity and admiration.

Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded in response, with a warm feeling in his heart. He knew that this recognition was not only for him personally, but also for the joint efforts of all colleagues in the Wool Spinning Factory No. 3.

When I walked into the office, my desk was already piled with documents. But today, these are no longer a burden to him, but a precious treasure he leaves to future generations.

Zhong Yuemin sat down gently, his fingers gently stroking the familiar papers, and every detail of these years emerged in his mind: from the initial difficult start, to the subsequent steady development, to the current merger and reorganization, every step embodies the sweat and wisdom of all employees.

Walking into the familiar factory, Zhong Yuemin felt mixed emotions. The busy figures of the workers came into view. They either lowered their heads to operate the machines or carefully checked the products. Every action revealed their concentration and dedication. The phenomenon of being late or leaving early has become a thing of the past in this land. Instead, there is an orderly working environment and a positive working atmosphere.

"Look, that's our factory director, Zhong Yuemin!" Someone whispered, and the people around him immediately looked at him with admiration. Yes, Zhong Yuemin's name has long been closely associated with the glory of the Third Woolen Mill. Under his leadership, this once unknown factory not only successfully completed the merger, but also achieved a qualitative leap.

Today, the average wage of the Third Wool Spinning Factory is approaching 350 yuan, which was undoubtedly an impressive figure at the time. It not only allowed the workers in the factory to live a more affluent life, but also became a dream job for many people. Whenever night falls, the brightly lit Third Wool Spinning Factory always attracts countless envious eyes and discussions.

However, for Zhong Yuemin, these achievements are not the end, but the testimony of a valuable experience in his career. He knows that the success of an enterprise is inseparable from the hard work and joint efforts of every employee.

"Comrades, thank you for your hard work!" Zhong Yuemin stood in the middle of the workshop and bowed deeply to all the workers present.

Zhong Yuemin's voice was soft but full of affection and power. At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and everyone stopped what they were doing and quietly watched the leader who was about to leave.

"Although I will no longer be the factory director here, my heart will always be with the Wool Spinning Factory No. 3. I believe that with everyone's joint efforts, the future of the Wool Spinning Factory No. 3 will be even better!" Zhong Yuemin's words were full of determination and hope. His words were like a spring breeze, warming the hearts of every worker.

The midday sun shone through the cafeteria windows onto the table filled with dishes, adding a touch of warmth and reluctance to this simple farewell lunch.

The canteen was filled with the aroma of food and laughter. The workers sat together, chatting and laughing, as if they had forgotten the impending separation.

"Director Zhong, I'd like to toast you!" A worker brother raised his glass first, with some excitement and respect in his voice.

Zhong Yuemin smiled slightly, but thought to himself: Again? I have to be smarter this time and not get drunk again.

Then, Zhong Yuemin stood up and said in a more sincere tone, "Comrades, you still have to work in the afternoon, so drink less. I toast to everyone and thank you for your support and cooperation over the years. Without you, there would be no Woolen Mill No. 3 today."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was warm applause and cheers in the cafeteria.

The female comrades expressed their feelings in a flurry. "Director Zhong, you can't say that. Without you, how could we have such good treatment and working environment?"

"Yes, Director Zhong, you are like our head of the family, taking care of each and every one of us."........

Listening to these sincere words, Zhong Yuemin bowed deeply and expressed his gratitude to every worker present.

The lunch continued with laughter and joy. Everyone ate and talked, reminiscing about the past and looking forward to the future. Although we were about to go our separate ways, the deep friendship was like the fine wine on the table, which became more mellow as we tasted it, and was unforgettable.

In the computer classroom, Zhong Yuemin stood on the podium, his eyes slowly sweeping across the five or six hundred young faces below, with both anticipation and worry in his heart.

Zhong Yuemin knew that the topic he was about to discuss was both new and challenging for this group of students, because it involved the important position of "Mr. Democracy" and "Mr. Science" in modern Chinese history, as well as the new changes they had brought about in the ideological field after the reform and opening up.

In the spacious classroom, the air seemed to become more subtle because of Teacher Zhong Yuemin's words. The sunlight outside the window was just right, pouring into the classroom through the bright glass windows, giving people a warm feeling.

However, the atmosphere in the room was rippled by a discussion about "Mr. Democracy".

"Along with Mr. Science, Mr. Democracy also set foot on this ancient land of China."

Zhong Yuemin's voice was steady and powerful, like a clear spring, penetrating the noise of the classroom and focusing everyone's attention on him. The "Mr. Democracy" he mentioned was undoubtedly referring to the moral philosophy and democratic concepts that contained profound thoughts and could enlighten people's wisdom.

These ideas, like the twinkling stars in the night sky, illuminate the path for human progress and guide the continuous progress of society.

"With the spring breeze of reform and opening up, a large number of books about democracy have flooded into our field of vision. Students have picked up these books and immersed themselves in them. Even in my class, they find it difficult to give up this passion for reading."

Zhong Yuemin's eyes slowly swept across the audience, his eyes flashing with insight and expectation. However, his next words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up waves.

"However, I guess due to the lack of social practice, everyone's understanding of Mr. De may only remain at the book level and lack deep understanding." He said softly, with a hint of thought in his tone.

This sentence was like a fuse, igniting the atmosphere in the classroom. In an instant, the classroom became chaotic, with students whispering to each other and showing dissatisfaction on their faces, obviously disagreeing with the teacher's judgment.

"Teacher, although we are young, we also have our own thoughts and feelings!" A student bravely stood up and broke the silence. His voice was full of determination, as if he wanted to prove to the teacher that he was not just talking on paper.

"Yes, the knowledge in the book can inspire our thinking, so why can't it be regarded as our understanding of Mr. De?" Another student joined the discussion, his eyes revealing his persistent pursuit of knowledge.

Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded, signaling everyone to be quiet. His eyes were gentle and firm, as if they could penetrate the hearts of every student.

“Students, I am not denying your thoughts and feelings. Everyone has their own unique perspectives and insights, which is the driving force for us to explore the truth together.

However, true understanding often comes from the practice of life. When we face challenges and solve problems, how will the knowledge in books be transformed into the power of action? How will it guide us forward? This is the question we need to think deeply about. "

Zhong Yuemin's voice echoed in the classroom, with a convincing force. The students listened quietly, their eyes gradually brightened from the initial doubts.

Zhong Yuemin continued, "I hope that everyone can actively participate in social practice activities in addition to studying. Use our eyes to observe the various aspects of society and use our hands to touch the reality of life. Only in this way can we truly understand Mr. De's spirit. It is not only a concept, but also an action, a power to change the world."

Zhong Yuemin changed the topic, and a conversation about history and reality quietly unfolded. In a slightly teasing but profound tone, he mentioned the attempts and practices of "Mr. De" during the Beiyang government period, which instantly attracted the attention of all students.

"Students who study history here must know that during the Beiyang government period, we did try Mr. De's model, and the scene was truly lively." Teacher Zhong Yuemin's opening remarks instantly brought the students into that turbulent historical period.

Zhong Yuemin continued, "There were disputes between the government and the parliament, and there were many factions. Various political forces were playing games among them, but in the end, when the generals who held military power spoke, all political discussions seemed to lose their meaning."

At this point, Mr. Zhong Yuemin's tone became serious. "If we simply count the votes based on the principle of simple majority of the population, then as long as someone can do everything to please the majority of people in populous provinces such as Henan or Shandong, he may be elected regardless of the well-being of other provinces. Do you really think this result is reasonable?"

As soon as these words were spoken, there was a burst of laughter in the classroom. There was both recognition of Teacher Zhong Yuemin's humorous expression and resonance with the profound reflection on this period of history.

Although Zhong Yuemin's views are slightly biased, he uses this method to reveal the complexity and limitations of the democratic system under specific historical conditions and guide students to think deeply.

"Haha, teacher, you described it so vividly!" A student responded with a smile, but his laughter also revealed his helplessness and reflection on this period of history.

Teacher Zhong Yuemin smiled and nodded, and continued, "History is the best textbook. It tells us that the establishment and operation of a democratic system is not achieved overnight. It requires a sound system design, extensive public participation, and a strong state machine as support. During the Beiyang government period, due to various reasons, these conditions were not fully met. Therefore, although Mr. De's model was introduced, it did not really play its due role."