Qian Duoduo is happy, but someone else is sad.
Qian Sheng was an enthusiastic person. Since he had decided to carry this matter out, he used a loudspeaker to announce before finishing work: "After work, families with members working in the tofu workshop, please gather at the threshing ground. I'll say it again, after work, families with members working in the tofu workshop, please gather at the threshing ground."
The villagers whose families worked at the tofu shop were all puzzled. What was going on?
When they arrived at the threshing ground, they found not only themselves but also the workers from the tofu workshop standing there, looking completely bewildered. They approached them and asked quietly, but all they received was the same answer: "I don't know." This was frustrating; they knew nothing. However, one thing they were certain of was that this gathering was definitely related to the tofu workshop.
Because of the broadcast, many villagers didn't go home after work, but came to the threshing ground, surrounding it in layers. Some children even thought there was something fun to do there and were running around.
When the old Party Secretary, Qian Sheng, and Li Dafa arrived, it felt like a vegetable market, noisy and bustling, making the old Party Secretary and Qian Sheng frown.
As the militia captain, Wang He spotted the three-person group at the head of the village and shouted, "Stop arguing! The old Party Secretary and the brigade leader, Accountant Li is here!"
His shout made the people around him shudder, and one of them whispered, "Brother Wang, you should have told me before you shouted so I could have been mentally prepared. Your shout almost made me collapse!" After he finished speaking, the people around him laughed.
Wang He chuckled: "Okay, next time you'll stand further away from me."
The man immediately said, "No, Brother Wang, we're still brothers."
Wang He didn't speak because he saw the old Party Secretary pick up a tin megaphone and hand it to Qian Sheng. Qian Sheng took the tin megaphone, made a fist with his left hand, put it to his mouth, and coughed lightly. You see, this thing was a little better than shouting directly, but not by much. It was completely different from the electronic loudspeakers of later generations.
The village loudspeaker can only be used in the office; it's still the same loudspeaker used in the threshing ground.
Qian Sheng picked up the tin megaphone and shouted, "Quiet down, all of you! This thing is a pain to the throat!"
One sentence silenced the entire threshing ground, even the children who were playing wildly quieted down, after all, this was the brigade leader, an official.
Qian Sheng said, "Why are there so many people here? Didn't I invite families with tofu workshop workers to the threshing ground? What the hell are you all doing here?"
Some of the older folks, who were of Qian Sheng's generation, shouted, "Isn't the tofu workshop a village business? We've come to take a look, just to show our concern!"
Qian Sheng snorted. This damn old man, fine, he's just watching the show, but he's actually concerned about the village's industries. I don't believe a damn thing!
Qian Sheng called out again, "I've called all the families with workers in the tofu workshop here because I have something to say. As the person in charge of the tofu workshop, I've looked at the recent workers' wages and discovered some problems. I have to address this." He quickly picked up the rock sugar and licorice tea that Qian Duoduo had prepared for him and took a sip. Hmm, it was cool and soothing to the throat. No wonder, this daughter is such a sweetheart!
While Qian Sheng was drinking water, the noise from the threshing ground rose again, and everyone started talking. Gradually, they noticed that the noise was getting quieter and quieter. Some people were puzzled and looked at the people next to them. The people next to them immediately gestured for them to look in front. When they turned around, they saw Qian Sheng standing on the high platform with a tin megaphone in his arms. He had the air of "You go ahead and say your piece, I'll wait for you to finish," which made the people in the threshing ground fall silent.
Qian Sheng shouted, "Damn it, you think you're so capable? You think you can analyze this? I'll let you analyze it right here. Analyze it thoroughly. Anyone who can't figure it out, don't bother going home!"
Seeing Qian Sheng making a fuss over the issue, the old Party Secretary immediately narrowed his eyes. In such a serious occasion, he couldn't laugh, but he could definitely hold it in. As long as he didn't look at him, he could hold it in!
Li Dafa, Qian Sheng's longtime partner, was already flushed. It wasn't that he was sick; it was that he had pinched himself too hard to suppress his laughter!
The people at the threshing ground immediately lowered their heads; the team leader was furious.
Qian Sheng snorted and said, "I checked the accounts these past two days and saw the wages of the tofu workshop employees. I discovered that some workers in the tofu workshop were having their wages collected on behalf of others, which is not allowed."
A single sentence is like water falling into a pot of oil, instantly boiling over. The wages collected on behalf of workers are usually those of their wives, daughters-in-law, or daughters. These wages collected on their behalf are generally never received by the workers themselves, which is understandable. However, some people feel that this is how it should be done, since they are all family.
Qian Sheng shouted angrily, "Shut the hell up, I haven't finished speaking yet."
The threshing floor immediately fell silent.
Qian Sheng drank a glass of water, but it took him a long time to finish. No one dared to say anything, just watching him sip it slowly. Just as everyone's patience was about to run out, Qian Sheng picked up the microphone and said, "As I just said, this kind of thing, where people receive salaries, is not allowed. Our country is a country with a system. Our leaders have said that women hold up half the sky. Our village has done a very good job in this regard. Look at our fields and tofu workshop; the women's hard work has been praised by the county party secretary."
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