Chapter 64 Sister's Legend

Secretary Wang was stunned, somewhat bewildered, but he still had some sense of crisis, and quickly waved his hand and said, "Comrade Xiao An is joking. Um, the whistle in the cafeteria sounded, I'll go downstairs to get the rice bowl."

"What a coward!" Sister Li pouted quietly, and then told An Zhixia, "This Secretary Wang looks honest and simple, but he's actually full of dirty tricks. Isn't he just an officer in the personnel department of a commune? He acts like a big boss. When he sees a young girl or a young wife, he approaches her and shows off. He eats government food, has many benefits, and has a wide network of contacts. Who doesn't know that his four half-grown boys are so hungry that they're crying out for help?"

An Zhixia packed up her things, took out her stainless steel lunch box, and stood up with a smile: "I see, a greasy uncle is trying to imitate a young boy to pick up girls. He is so narcissistic that no one else can be compared to him. He is really a combination of thickened four-eyes."

Sister Li thought about it twice and quickly grasped the meaning of her words. She laughed: "Comrade Xiao An, before you came here, people in the commune had already spread rumors about you. They said you were unreasonable and talkative, and you were a hot-tempered person. But when I met you in person, you were quite likable."

An Zhixia raised her eyebrows, "I wonder who is so kind to spread my reputation, which will be convenient for my next work."

Sister Li also smiled and nodded, "That's right, these people look very capable, but in fact they are just paper tigers, bullying the weak and afraid of the strong!"

The two went to the cafeteria together.

Behind the commune is a school, but it does not have the grandeur of a commune. At most, it has mud walls and tiled roofs, painted white, with various red motivational slogans written on them. Because it includes five years of elementary school and two years of junior high school, and it has to radiate to 36 villages in the surrounding area, the school is relatively large, and the infrastructure is barely complete, with a playground, a court, a horizontal bar, a ping-pong table, a cafeteria, and dormitories.

Normally, people in the commune eat in the small canteen in the school that serves teachers. Now it is the busy farming season, the school is on holiday, and the canteen is full of colleagues from the commune.

Sister Li pointed out each person to An Zhixia one by one, telling her who they were, where they worked, what their personalities were like, what their families were like, and what legends there were about them. An Zhixia silently ate potatoes stewed with minced meat and vermicelli, chewed on steamed buns made with two-layer flour, and paired them with the diced rabbit meat and spicy sauce she brought from home, taking the posture of memorizing a script, taking notes seriously, and even making notes in the supermarket.

An Zhixia didn't like the slow efficiency of the Xiahua people. After dinner, she went back and carefully looked through the personnel files. Combined with Sister Li's gossip, she initially screened out the available personnel. Unfortunately, most of the people in the commune were old hands with low skills and arrogant. She really didn't have the energy to correct them one by one. Anyway, she planned to make the agricultural and sideline department independent from the beginning, so she prepared to hire external personnel.

After adding and subtracting some more things on the paper, she went to see the president with the results of most of the day's work.

This was the chicken farm plan she wrote, with detailed content, but President Yuan was a layman, just watching the fun and encouraging her to go all out. I don't know if he was just a fool or a trapped beast, trusting her too much.

An Zhixia turned around and personally supervised the people making the sign. Before the end of the get off work day, she hung the sign of the Wuqi Commune Agricultural and Sideline Products Factory in Fujiang County, Jiangzhou Province, with the paint not yet dried, side by side with the Wuqi Commune sign.

Most of the people in the commune came out and gathered at the door to watch the excitement. "Is this what I understand? The agricultural and sideline development department was cut off to build a factory?"

"It can't be wrong. Secretary Xu said that the newcomer An Tianjiao promised the president this morning that she would build a factory to generate income for our commune. I've seen people who brag, but I've never seen anyone who brags so much. And the president lets her do that?"

"You don't understand this, right? An Tianjiao was recommended by Vice President Liu. How can President Yuan touch her when he just took office? If he doesn't, it will be annoying. So he can just flatter her and make An Tianjiao lose her direction and cause trouble. Then, can't the president chase her back to the village to continue farming?"

"It's really high. No wonder President Yuan suppressed the two local vice presidents just five years after he came to our commune..."

An Zhixia...

She was a living person standing in front of them, was it really okay for them to talk like that?

And she really didn't know she was so famous. What the hell was An Tianjiao? But she was indeed extremely arrogant...

An Zhixia's beautiful eyes moved as she memorized these people one by one, then turned around and took people to take down the sign of the Agricultural and Sideline Products Development Department and replaced it with a smaller factory name.

"Zhixia," Sister Li, Brother Zhang and even Director Zhang all looked at her with red faces.

Seeing that they had nothing in their hands, An Zhixia said calmly, "Didn't you get the forest area files back?"

"Well," said Sister Li, speaking on behalf of the group, in a low voice, "They said that it is the busy farming season now. They are busy with farm tools, fertilizers, pesticides, farm machinery, and other things in the thirty-six villages. They are always busy and have no time to look for the forest area archives."

In fact, without her saying anything, An Zhixia could guess those people's sarcasm.

"Director Zhang, Sister Li, Brother Zhang, what are you afraid of?" She crossed her arms and pointed at the newly installed factory sign. "If you are determined to work with me in the factory, your personnel files will still be in the commune, but they will no longer be under their jurisdiction. If you are still as timid as before, then we won't be able to accomplish anything, and we will just be making a fool of ourselves for free."

The three people blushed at what she said, but they were unable to refute.

They were not like this at the beginning, but every time they learned a lesson through blood and tears, and for the sake of life, their bloodiness was completely polished away. Even now, when they were criticized by a younger generation, they still had a weak attitude of accepting their fate and admitting their mistakes.

"Why did I install the factory sign first? Even if the factory procedures have not been completed. Because this is where we have to fight for, it is our confidence. What's wrong with others laughing at us? We can do everything as it should be done.

It only takes a few minutes to transfer a file, but someone has already made it difficult for us to do so? The difficulties in the future will be much greater and more numerous. Can we continue?"

Brother Zhang wiped the sweat off his forehead. The girl's aura was too strong, suppressing him to the point of suffocation. He said weakly, "How about Comrade Xiao An, can you show us a way? We are not very smart after staying in the office. We need to learn from successful examples."

The other two also nodded in agreement. They had no idea what to do with the group of people who either ignored them or looked down on and mocked them.

"You want me to get back your face?"

(End of this chapter)