Without the right skills, none of them would dare to take on this porcelain job!
So, in the depressing atmosphere with gloomy faces of Zeng Heping and Nie Hongshan, the members of the third production team received their work and tools and hurriedly left the threshing ground.
The autumn rice harvest will begin tomorrow, and in a few days the total work points of the members in August will be posted on the bulletin board.
Zeng Heping has so much work to do that he can't even finish it, and yet Nie Xiaoyu is still causing trouble and quitting the job!
It would be strange if he wasn't angry!
After recording the members' work in the work point book, Zeng Heping left Nie Hongshan and went to the brigade meeting room.
Zeng Heping stopped calculating on his abacus only after all the members of the brigade's leadership team had gathered in the conference room.
But the abacus formula of one minus nine plus one, four minus six plus one, eight minus two plus one seemed to still linger in everyone's mind for a long time.
"Today's meeting has only one topic, which is to determine the candidate for the scorekeeper of the third production team." Sun Chenghong, the team leader and director of the Revolutionary Committee, said seriously.
"Comrade Nie is in poor health and cannot do the job. We need to find a new one. Let's propose it first, and then we'll vote by raising our hands." Wei Zhengmao lowered his eyes and smiled kindly, with an attitude completely different from Sun Chenghong's.
"Let me put forward my request first!" Zeng Heping didn't care about the atmosphere, closed the work points book on the table and turned it upside down on the table.
"Find someone who can calculate and is good at math. Don't make me clean up after every few days. I don't have the time for that."
Zeng Heping's words were extremely rude. Nie Hongshan's old face started to burn with embarrassment, and he cursed his good-for-nothing daughter in his heart.
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