Hongxing No.
3 Steel Rolling Mill.
In the small canteen warehouse, Director Chen of the Logistics Department beamed with joy as he looked at the two wild rabbits and other goods Luo Song had brought back.
He said to Luo Song with a broad smile, “Comrade Xiao Song, you have indeed lived up to the organization’s trust and perfectly completed the task assigned to you by the superiors.
I hope you will continue your efforts…” After patiently listening, Luo Song complained, “Director, it’s hard to find things in the countryside these days.
I almost wore myself out running around for this little bit.” The squeaky wheel gets the grease—this is an eternal truth.
Director Chen also knew what the situation was like these days.
He patted Luo Song on the shoulder, comforting him, “You’ve all worked hard.
To ensure the small canteen’s hospitality needs are met, I’ve sent out several of your best purchasing agents.” “If you falter, this work can’t proceed.
Please persevere.
The organization sees your efforts, and you’ll be given priority consideration next time there’s an evaluation.” Luo Song chuckled, replying, “Evaluation doesn’t matter.
As long as I complete the tasks assigned by my superiors, I’ll be satisfied.” “You’re a good comrade!” Director Chen said with a smile.
After chatting for a while, he began to tally the supplies.
There weren’t many items, mostly common rural goods.
Only three roosters, five hens, two rabbits, a small piece of cured meat, several pieces of sausage, and a cured fish stood out.
Given the scarcity of supplies in recent years, these items were quite a luxury for entertaining guests.
Soon, the quantity tallying was complete.
Director Chen wrote out a list and handed it to Luo Song, saying earnestly, “From now on, don’t rush to the factory every few days.
Stay in the countryside more often and bring back more things.” Luo Song nodded repeatedly, took the list, and casually asked, “Any news from the factory these past few days?” Director Chen was about to reply when suddenly the warehouse door was pushed open from the outside.
The newcomer was around thirty years old, wearing a Zhongshan suit, with receding hairlines, a square face, somewhat greasy, and his puffy eyes always gleamed with a lewd light.
This man was none other than Li Fuquan, the recently promoted Deputy Factory Director.
“Good morning, Factory Director!” Director Chen and Luo Song greeted in unison.
Li Fuquan, hands behind his back, smiled and nodded, looking at Luo Song, and said: “Comrade Xiao Song is back from the countryside?
Did you find anything good?” Director Chen stepped forward and replied with a smile, “Comrade Xiao Song never disappoints.” “This time he brought back three roosters, five hens, two wild rabbits, and some cured meat, sausages, and cured fish—all good stuff.” Li Fuquan swallowed, hummed in agreement, smiled, and patted Luo Song’s shoulder with satisfaction. New chapters come out on novelping.com first.
Turning back, he instructed Director Chen, “Later, take one rooster and one wild rabbit to the canteen and tell Director Wang to instruct Silly Zhu to prepare a few dishes carefully; I’m hosting guests tonight.” “Just one rooster and one wild rabbit?” Director Chen confirmed.
Li Fuquan smiled and nodded, saying, “Having roosters and rabbits is good enough, what more can we ask for?
We can’t eat all the good stuff in one meal!” “Alright, I’ll go over and coordinate with Director Wang in a bit,” Director Chen replied, no longer pressing for details.
Li Fuquan smiled slightly, turned, and walked out.
At the door, he stopped and turned back to Luo Song, saying: “Comrade Xiao Song, the situation is serious right now.
You purchasing agents absolutely cannot let us down!” Before Luo Song could reply, he turned back, took a ticket from his pocket, and stuffed it into Luo Song’s hand, saying, “This is a reward from the organization.
Keep up the good work!” Then he patted Luo Song on the shoulder and turned to leave.
Luo Song picked up the ticket and saw it was a radio ticket.
He thought to himself: Luo Song turned and went to Director Yang’s office, telling him the location of the piglets.
Factory Director Yang had only intended for Luo Song to give it a try, but he hadn’t expected Luo Song to be so resourceful and quick to complete the task.
This made him look at Luo Song with new respect.
“Comrade Xiao Song, you truly haven’t let the factory and the organization down.
You’ve completed such a difficult task perfectly.
Here’s the bicycle voucher I promised you for getting things done.
Take it.
I hope you’ll continue to contribute to the factory and the organization in the future.
Our factory needs capable people like you.” Luo Song took the bicycle voucher, grinned, stood at attention, and said, “I guarantee I’ll complete the task.” He then chuckled and turned to leave Factory Director Yang’s office.
“I have a bicycle, I have a watch, and now I even have a radio.
Is the sewing machine far behind?” Although Deputy Factory Director Li was a bad person, sharing his treacherous nature, he was indeed good to his subordinates and very generous.
Although he didn’t have much contact with Factory Director Yang, judging from this incident, he seemed to be a man of his word.” Luo Song had worked at the factory for several years but rarely interacted with Factory Director Yang.
Most of his rewards were distributed by Deputy Factory Director Li, and even his salary upgrades were arranged by Deputy Factory Director Li.
Of course, it was also possible that Deputy Factory Director Li had always been his superior and in charge of logistics, so naturally, he would prioritize his own people when there were benefits. Enjoying the story? Read on at g.com.
In any case, Deputy Factory Director Li’s ability to make logistics as impenetrable as an ironclad fortress was quite remarkable.
As he was lost in thought, he heard Director Chen’s voice beside him: “Work hard, Deputy Factory Director Li values you highly!” “Hehe, mainly because of your promotion, Director,” Luo Song quickly replied.
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After leaving the warehouse, Luo Song took the invoice issued by Director Chen, went to the finance department to submit the expense report, and it was almost lunchtime.
He took his lunchbox to the canteen.
Although the bell hadn’t rung yet, quite a few workers were already lined up.
Luo Song skipped the queue and went straight to the kitchen.
Once there, he shouted to a woman in her early twenties standing at the window serving food to the workers: “Sister Liu Lan, please get me a serving of cabbage, a serving of shredded potatoes, and two steamed buns.” Liu Lan turned around, saw it was Luo Song, smiled, and asked, “When did you come back to the factory, Xiao Song?” She then jogged over, took the lunchbox from Luo Song, and went to get his food.
Luo Song stepped forward, tossed his money into the box, took the lunchbox, and replied: “I just arrived.
The road was a bit rough, and I almost missed lunch.” Just then, He Yuzhu, the canteen chef sitting nearby drinking tea, shouted: “Hey Luo Song, you’re in my territory and you didn’t even greet me?” Luo Song turned around and smiled, “Treat me to two steamed buns, and I’ll call you Brother Zhu, how about that?” “Never mind, just call me Silly Zhu!” He Yuzhu shook his head.
Luo Song laughed heartily, pulled up a chair, and sat down next to He Yuzhu, chatting with him as he ate.
“Your kitchen is really nice; meals are free,” Luo Song muttered, taking a bite of his bun.
He Yuzhu glared at him, annoyed.
“Why don’t you want it for free?
We all paid with ration coupons for our meals, don’t make such a fuss.” “I don’t believe you!
You guys shake your ladles so much, do you think everyone’s blind?” Luo Song pouted.
He Yuzhu didn’t argue, chuckling, “Well, that’s all the power we kitchen staff have.
It’s nothing compared to your comfortable lives as purchasing agents, traveling and having a good time every day!” Luo Song laughed, “Having a good time my foot!
We’re constantly trekking through mountains and rivers, enduring wind and sun.” Then he said to He Yuzhu, “By the way, I’ll have to pay you back the thirty yuan I owe you in a few months.
I just got a radio ticket and a bicycle ticket, I want to buy them and enjoy myself.” “A radio ticket and a bicycle?
Who gave you those?” He Yuzhu’s eyes lit up, asking curiously.
Luo Song leaned forward and whispered, “Director Yang and Deputy Director Li!” “Good heavens, so all you’re missing from your ‘three turns and one sound’ collection is a sewing machine!
You’ve got everything you needed!” He Yuzhu said enviously.