----No wonder Lao Pang was ostracized here. He speaks too directly.
The application to move the internal revitalization market to the old parking lot was quickly approved, but the approval for the temporary workers was delayed for two days by Deputy Director Song.
It’s not that anyone wants to make things difficult for Zhang Hongcheng, but rather that only a temporary worker with no hope of becoming a regular employee would be willing to apply for the job.
Deputy Director Song even kindly changed the monthly salary of 15 yuan submitted by Zhang Hongcheng to 18 yuan.
It’s only two and a half months anyway, so just treat it as a way to coax Xiao Zhang into having fun.
Bulldozers from the Mining Bureau's Infrastructure Department easily created a gap in the walls at the southwest and northwest corners of the old parking lot.
Zhang Hongcheng and several people from the office watched from the side.
The two bulldozers from the Infrastructure Department did not stop, but continued to crush the suburban mud outside.
It was so convenient to handle internal affairs in front of a large industrial and mining company. Zhang Hongcheng only needed to give a greeting to Deputy Director Le, and two bulldozers and two dump trucks were sent over to help for the whole day.
All their office had to pay was the fuel for the equipment and the cost of meals and cigarettes for the drivers and construction workers.
A large area in the suburbs outside the old parking lot also fell under the jurisdiction of the Mining Bureau. Zhang Hongcheng ordered two bulldozers and dump trucks to spread the least valuable slag, which had no place to be stored, all the way across the area.
However, in just half a day, the two smooth slag roads extended five or six hundred meters each, connecting to the nearby city and county roads.
Zhang Hongcheng stomped hard on the tightly packed slag road.
"Lao Pang, how much slag is left from the slag approved by the bureau?"
Pang Zhiyuan smiled bitterly.
He roughly guessed what Zhang Diao wanted to do, but that was totally unrealistic, okay?
"Zhang Diao, we still have more than half of the slag left. Actually, they told me that we can take as much as we want, and it just so happens that they have no place to dispose of it."
"That's fine," Zhang Hongcheng said to him, "Tomorrow we'll ride our bikes to two nearby towns to have a look."
"Where are you going?"
Facing Pang Zhiyuan's puzzled eyes, Zhang Hongcheng sighed softly.
"Since we have so much slag in our hands, we can't just focus on ourselves."
"I heard that the main roads between these two towns are in ruins in many places. I heard that it's because our mining bureau's vehicles often use that route."
"We're laying slag and repairing it for them, as a token of our appreciation."
Pang Zhiyuan was speechless.
Why does Leader Zhang act so impulsively? The market issues haven’t been resolved yet!
But on a big scale, Zhang Diao's idea is still correct.
For Zhang Diao's sake, the bureau leaders should also agree to this matter.
The cadres from the two nearby towns would of course also welcome us with open arms.
As expected, things did not go beyond Pang Zhiyuan's expectations, and communication between the two sides went smoothly.
only…….
"Zhang Diao, why did you have to choose your day off to help people spread slag?"
Zhang Hongcheng's reasons for answering are very sufficient.
"It's because the residents of this town have to rush to work on non-holiday days. Wouldn't our paving of the road have delayed their work?"
Pang Zhiyuan thought about it and agreed.
"Lao Pang, you have to do a few things next."
"First, transfer 4,000 yuan from the office account and go to the supply and marketing department to find some supplies according to the list I gave you."
"Secondly, have someone post notices on the bureau's bulletin boards saying we're buying insoles, soles, cloth shoes, shorts, underwear, and other items made by employees' families. We won't accept anything of poor appearance or quality."
"Finally, go to Deputy Director Xiong and tell him we're asking the union to lend us a group of retired employees to work as salespeople for a day. You'll pay us four dollars."
Pang Zhiyuan wrote it down quickly.
Although Zhang Diao acted on his own accord, none of the things he arranged for himself to do were difficult.
Especially the last of the things he had just arranged for himself, Pang Zhiyuan decided to do it first.
Because as far as he knew, those retired workers almost flooded Deputy Director Xiong's office in the past few days.
Bringing people here to sell goods for a day and earning four dollars is just enough for Deputy Director Xiong to have a peaceful day.
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