Secretary Song looked towards the houses; the rows of new houses truly gave one a sense of hope.
For ordinary people, life is simply about getting food, clothing, shelter, and transportation.
However, seeing Su Yu's expression, one could guess what she was thinking.
"Comrade Su, your house is inside too, isn't it?"
"Yes, it's 100 square meters. There are a lot of people in our family, so we have no choice."
100 square meters...
Secretary Song silently considered the size of his own house, and his heart sank. He said seriously, "No matter how big the house is, you only sleep in one room and one bed, right? Comrade Su, your awareness is questionable."
"How can they be the same? The visual experience is completely different. It's better to be able to walk around in your own home than to feel cramped. Sleeping in a bed by yourself is better than squeezing into a room with someone else."
Secretary Song: "..." I'd better go and talk to the workers.
The construction team is working at a feverish pace.
Dozens of workers were building the house together, all drenched in sweat, but their faces still showed great enthusiasm.
Captain Zhang was inspecting the construction progress, checking for any issues. Seeing Su Yu arrive with Secretary Song, he quickly came over to greet them.
Captain Zhang also knew Secretary Song, and said with a smile, "Secretary Song has come to inquire about our work as well."
"Let's find out if there are any difficulties."
"Of course there were difficulties, but this time the funds were sufficient, and the purchase of all materials went smoothly. It's pretty good," Captain Zhang said cheerfully. Those who do this kind of work are always worried about their employers delaying payments. They do the work, but then their construction team has to go to other brick and tile factories to get IOUs, and in the end, the brick and tile factories are unwilling to issue IOUs to deliver bricks.
Secretary Song nodded, "Once the project here is completed, remember to record the personal information of these workers. They are all experienced workers, so we can hire them directly if needed in the future."
Captain Zhang was delighted to hear this. "Secretary Song, will there be any more good things like this in the future? You, my fellow farmers, and I have all been asking around. Can this be done long-term?"
Secretary Song laughed and said, "Don't ask me about this. You should ask the head of their production team if they agree. They are the team's labor force."
"The working class also needs to make a living. Everyone is on tenterhooks this year, worried that the harvest will be the same as last year, and there will be no food to eat."
Su Yu listened from the side, feeling somewhat uncomfortable. She couldn't very well tell everyone that this year would be the same as last year. Not just this year, but next year too.
A burly man next to him said, “It’s fine for us to work, but last year we were allowed to grow things to eat and raise a few chickens and ducks in our private plots. But at the beginning of this year, we heard that we wouldn’t be allowed to raise them anymore, and that they would take back our private plots. Now we dare not grow anything at home, worried about what we’ll do if they take it back.”
"I'm Li Dashi, you get back to your work. What are you doing?" Captain Zhang quickly said. Wasn't it inappropriate to do this in front of Secretary Song?
Secretary Song didn't say anything, just remained rather silent.
Su Yu took a tour with them and saw that the construction was progressing quickly. The workers were working day and night to meet the deadline, and with all the materials in place, the work was going smoothly.
As it turns out, this model of textile mills is advantageous.
As they were leaving, Secretary Song remarked, "It looks like they'll be moving in soon."
Su Yu smiled and said, "It should be ready by next month. After all, we don't have many people in our factory, so we can only build this many houses in the first batch." Then, she pressed on, "We'd also like to invite city leaders to our relocation ceremony."
Secretary Song was already used to her opportunistic behavior.
"The house isn't even finished yet; we're thinking too far ahead."
Su Yu said with a determined look, "Secretary Song, we need to take a long-term view."
Secretary Song turned and left.
He felt that coming here today was a mistake.
After getting on the bicycle, Su Yu was quite happy, finally able to go back to do her math problems. Looking at her temporary driver, Secretary Song, she wasn't as disgusted as before. Instead, she remembered the look on his face when he saw her at the factory yesterday and asked curiously, "Secretary Song, why did you look at me like that yesterday?"
Secretary Song's car lurched. Startled, Su Yu gripped his clothes tightly, her face filled with lingering fear. "Secretary Song, your riding skills are terrible!"
Secretary Song: "..." He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. "Sit still."
Su Yu held onto Secretary Song with one hand and the car with the other, ready to either abandon the person or the car at any moment, in order to ensure her own safety.
She continued, "You're not even as scary as you were yesterday. I was startled and thought you saw something terrifying."
"...No, you're mistaken. Nothing strange happened to me yesterday, everything was normal. I wouldn't say I saw anything scary, but seeing you with two braids was a bit unusual. Why would a woman your age wear braids?"
"So what if I wear braids? It's called having a youthful mindset. Secretary Song, even though I'm old enough to be your older sister, I still have a very youthful mindset. I feel like I'm only in my early twenties, and I can still serve the people for many more years."
"What sister... don't talk nonsense!" Secretary Song said, displeased.
Su Yu retorted, "That's not the point. The point is that I'm young and ambitious."
"That's the key point."
"..." Su Yu pouted, fuming, "He won't even let me take advantage of him!"
You're getting off easy by treating your sister like a girl!
After dropping Su Yu off at the factory gate, Secretary Song rode off on his bicycle. Su Yu pouted, "What's wrong with you? It's so early in the morning, you can't even give me a moment's peace."
Secretary Song slammed his foot on the pedal, feeling that he was becoming increasingly incapable.
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