Siheyuan: I Raised Ten Thousand Wild Boars

In the reception room of the machinery factory, several people were chatting animatedly.

"Old Zheng, before you were still saying that you guys had been promoted and wanted to treat us all. Now you have made progress and are the most powerful deputy director of the textile factory. You can't be stingy!" Li Huaide said jokingly.

The small circle of several people, because of their outstanding performance in the past few years, have been rewarded for their achievements. The deputy positions have been promoted to full-time positions, and the full-time positions have made further progress. It can be said that everyone is happy.

Qian Xinmin was promoted from deputy director to director of the machinery factory, Wang Manyin remained as the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, Cai Guotao was promoted to deputy director of the Grain Bureau, Zheng Hongshan was upgraded to director of the machine repair factory, and Guo Xianrong successfully stabilized the agricultural machinery factory.

"Old Li, you still have the nerve to talk about Old Zheng. It's been so long, and we brothers haven't even seen a sip of wine." Qian Xinmin said jokingly.

"Hahaha, it's my fault! I'll drink three cups as a punishment! I'll make arrangements in a few days, and we'll all get together at the steel mill!" Li Huaide said with a smile.

The past few years were so difficult that he didn't dare to call everyone over for food and drinks.

"Old Li, have you noticed that the young cadres seem to be quite active recently?" Zheng Aimin accompanied Li Huaide and said thoughtfully.

"What's the matter, Lao Zheng, do you have it in your textile factory too?" Guo Xianrong asked in surprise.

Under his leadership, the agricultural machinery factory not only reversed its previous decline, but also achieved new highs in production year after year. However, starting this year, different voices began to emerge in the factory, saying that politics was above production.

People often give speeches to a group of workers, saying that they want to completely defeat capitalism and take the socialist road.

He didn't know how to deal with this kind of thing. If it didn't affect the factory's production, he would have stepped in and called a halt.

"Yes, a young section chief in our factory is very dissatisfied with the current situation of the textile factory. He frequently makes small moves, which puts me in a passive position!" Zheng Aimin said meaningfully.

Everyone was stunned and quickly looked at Li Guohua.

Li Guohua looked at everyone in confusion.

No, you don’t think it’s me, then why would I be here today?

Everyone reacted at this time. The main reason was that Li Guohua was too young. When people mentioned young section chiefs, they thought of him first.

Others also talked about the situation in their own units, especially Cai Guotao from the Grain Bureau, who said that he no longer dared to eat special meals for fear of being pointed at behind his back.

"Lao Li, where is your steel mill?"

"Well, the steel mill is fine and is still relatively stable at the moment!" Li Huaide said somewhat unnaturally.

I thought to myself, can I tell you that I was the one who was colluding and causing trouble at the steel mill? This is too unsociable.

"Oh, things have just gotten a little better and I've had a few days of full meals, and now this happens again. I really don't know when it will end!" Wang Manyin shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The situation in their supply and marketing cooperative is similar to that in the grain bureau, with many salesmen keeping an eye on their leaders.

Li Guohua's heart was not at peace, and he was even shocked. Coming from the future, he naturally knew what would happen a few years later.

But it’s not time yet, why are some people feeling uneasy?

"I think they are just a bunch of clowns! We are all veterans of battles and have survived the brink of death. We have seen all kinds of difficulties. There is no need to be afraid of them!" Qian Xinmin said quickly when he saw that the atmosphere was a bit depressing.

"Yes, as long as we do a good job in production and complete the tasks assigned by our superiors, no one can shake us!" Guo Xianrong said in agreement.

These two people are obviously too optimistic and don't take any precautions at all. They will not end up well in the future.

The wheel of history is rolling forward, and it is not something that ordinary people can resist.

"You guys are just worrying about nothing. Your superiors won't watch them do that! Come on, come on. We finally get together today, so let's talk about something happy! Lao Guo, I heard that your agricultural machinery factory is going to participate in the Autumn Canton Fair next month. How confident are you?"

Li Huaide stood up, led everyone to drink one together, and then looked at Guo Xianrong.

"Yes, yes, Lao Guo, you have made progress!" Qian Xinmin rubbed his hands and said excitedly.

"Hehe, it's just a walk-behind tractor, but we are using Soviet technology, which is at the world's most advanced level. We didn't know about the Canton Fair before, but after Guohua told me, I went to my leader to apply for it. This year, I will be able to get at least hundreds of thousands of foreign exchange back!" Guo Xianrong was very excited when he talked about this.

Think about it, two years ago, the agricultural machinery factory was overstaffed, the annual output dropped sharply, and it was almost disbanded by the superiors. Two years later, he not only stabilized the agricultural machinery factory, but now he has begun to prepare for exports.

"Old Guo, I heard that agricultural and sideline products are the best-selling products at the Canton Fair, followed by light industrial products, and finally heavy industrial products. Don't be too happy too soon!"

Seeing that he was a little too excited, Cai Guotao quickly gave him a shot of prevention to prevent him from falling too hard in the future.

"Haha, this time we not only have tractors, but also our latest sewing machine. It's a best-seller in Hong Kong and is guaranteed to be a hit!" Guo Xianrong laughed.

This is the result of two years of research by him and the technical staff of the entire factory.

Guo Xianrong was not trying to prove anything, he just wanted to tell everyone that the agricultural machinery factory would not collapse as long as he was there.

Everyone present was truly shocked this time.

You are a tractor manufacturer, but you are actually researching sewing machines. This is really going against the will of heaven.

"Brother Guo, I toast you!" Li Guohua stood up and said, holding up his glass.

"Hey, hey, Guohua, you can't do this. The quantity your textile factory needs is too large. Let the older brothers come first!" Wang Manyin thought that Li Guohua wanted to ask for a share for the textile factory, so he quickly stood up and said.

The sewing machines in their supply and marketing cooperative have always been in short supply, and he has been approached by countless leaders for help. Now that he has finally found this way, he doesn't want to let it go.

"Yes, yes, I don't want more, just give me twenty!"

Qian Xinmin's face became round from smiling. He stretched out two fingers of his right hand and gestured back and forth.

"I want twenty too!"

"I don't want that many, just give me ten!"

Several old guys put forward their own requests one by one, either to send off their leaders or relatives, or to win people's hearts.

"Hey, hey, don't go too far. Our factory can only produce about a hundred units a month now!" Guo Xianrong said anxiously.

Now the production line of the agricultural machinery factory has not been updated yet, and yet it needs to export and has tasks assigned by superiors, so it is simply unable to satisfy everyone.

But those present here are either from the machinery factory, the steel rolling mill, or the textile factory, and he can't afford to offend any of them.

Seeing this, Li Guohua could no longer bear it, so he went forward, grabbed his hand and started crying. He said, "Your sister-in-law is still sewing clothes every day, and her hands are full of needle holes. How can you, as a brother, bear this?"

It’s not that I can’t afford it, it’s just that it’s free and it smells so good.

Guo Xianrong retracted his hand and tried to pull it out several times but failed. He was immediately in a state of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.