The commune leaders came to Wa to inspect and provide guidance on September 9th.
I don’t know what special meaning they chose this day for.
When the commune leaders came to Wahou, there was a big crowd of more than a dozen people, young and old. They wrote passionately and gave their opinions on the country's future under the mountains and rivers of Wahou, and left behind many valuable suggestions.
Zhang Hai and the accountant used several notebooks, all of which recorded the valuable advice of the commune leaders. It was unknown whether Zhang Hai even looked at these quotations after he finished writing them.
Zhang Hai led the commune leaders to visit the brick and tile factory first. According to reports, the members were very motivated after the commune leaders arrived, which made the leaders overjoyed.
Afterwards, Zhang Hai took these leaders with him, pointing to the duck bend full of quacking ducks, and outlined his grand plan: to build a fish pond here with an annual output of hundreds of thousands of kilograms.
Finally, he found a piece of land and drew a big picture, telling the leaders that this would be the Wahou Industrial Park in the future.
In the end they went out to drink.
Zhang Hai mobilized several women from Wahou, prepared two large tables of sumptuous banquets, and set up the battlefield in his home, drinking the commune leaders until their faces turned red.
During the dinner, Zhang Hai righteously and clearly put forward a series of demands for the post of leader of the Wa.
Although most of the proposals were rejected, the tractors were still borrowed. The commune agreed to lend two tractors to the Wahou Brick and Tile Factory free of charge.
There are also some requirements that the commune needs to study.
After eating and drinking, the commune leaders left. Before leaving, the secretary took Zhang Hai's hand and told him to work hard!
Zhang Hai's heart was surging and full of passion for a moment.
Compared with Zhang Hai's ambitious life, Wan Feng has lived a very peaceful life these past two years.
During this period, Wan Feng did not participate in any activities in Wahou. He went to school with his schoolbag on his back like a model student, as if it had nothing to do with him.
This really has little to do with him. Strictly speaking, he is not a descendant of Wa yet. He is just a foreigner who is studying here on a temporary basis. There are some things he cannot get involved in.
His only achievement in the past two years was assembling the third tape recorder. Although it looked less delicate than those plastic-shelled tape recorders, the sound quality was guaranteed to be better than those plastic-shelled tape recorders.
But there are always many people in this world whose IQs are not online. Even though the Chinese are already the nation with the highest IQ in the world, there is still a considerable proportion of people whose IQs are at the same level as those of Africans.
They don't care about the quality of your product but are obsessed with the exquisite shape and packaging. Before other products enter the market, they can rely on the time difference to gain short-term success, but after two years, when those beautiful assembly line products enter the market, if they do not upgrade the grade of their products, they will surely be eliminated from the market soon.
Therefore, if his product wants to succeed, he must have this sense of crisis now.
However, Wan Feng didn't consider this issue at all. It would not be too late to consider it if it really happened.
Today is Wednesday again. Wan Feng is thinking in class about what to do in the afternoon. Should he go to Gushan to see Xiao Dexiang's peeling machine or go to the county town to see if Xia Qiulong and his team have made any progress on the electronic watch?
Just when he was hesitant, Zhou Wen appeared at the door of the classroom.
This class was a music class. The music teacher was giving a lecture. Zhou Wen called the music teacher out. After a few words, the music teacher called Wan Feng out.
Wan Feng unexpectedly saw Han Wenhai when he left the classroom.
"Hey! Why are you here?"
"Something happened at the brick and tile factory. Zhang Hai asked you to go back and take a look."
Before Wan Feng could ask anything, Zhou Wen said, "Pack up and go back."
Wan Feng turned around and went into the classroom to pack his schoolbag without hesitation. Han Wenhai came on his bike, sweating profusely. Maybe something happened in the brick factory.
Could someone have died in a work-related accident? That's the most likely possibility.
No way, if someone can die from pressing a water brick or making a cement tile, how can this be tolerated?
Wan Feng quickly packed his schoolbag, went out and jumped onto Han Wenhai's bicycle.
"Are the brakes on your bike working properly? Don't let us both fall into the ditch."
It’s all downhill from here all the way to Shutun, so safety must be put first.
"It's okay."
Upon hearing this, Wan Feng jumped down again. What a joke! The slope after leaving the school is not an ordinary slope. The slope when crossing the big ditch is over 50 degrees. If the brakes don’t work well, you will fall into the ditch.
"What happened first? Was it a kiln collapse or a work-related injury?"
Wan Feng thought about it and there were only these two possibilities. Nothing else would happen that would make Zhang Hai come to find him.
In fact, if something like this really happens, it has nothing to do with him?
"That's not the case. People are coming. More than a dozen people are coming."
Someone's coming? Wan Feng's first thought was the group of cadres from the commune. Didn't they come yesterday? Why are they here again today?
"Aren't they just the commune cadres? What does this have to do with me? I didn't go when they came yesterday!"
Wanfeng got off at the station. If he was really a commune cadre, he wouldn't have to rush back, and even if he did, he wouldn't go to the brick factory.
Han Wenhai shook his head. "It wasn't them. It was the people from Black Lagoon who came to look for the newcomer, Rao, who works in your uncle's workshop. It was your uncle who asked Zhang Hai to look for you."
From the Black Lagoon Commune? Looking for the new guy working under Zhu Ping, isn't that Zhang Xian?
In an instant, Wan Feng knew who was coming.
Naturally, I know why I am looking for him.
He was the one who sent Zhang Xian to the brick factory, so if something happened, who else could he look for but him?
After going down the steepest slope of the ditch, Wan Feng got on his bicycle, and Han Wenhai took Wan Feng back to the brick factory in a flash.
A group of people gathered in front of the door of the cement tile workshop in the brick and tile factory.
A man with a crew cut and a bandage on his left arm yelled loudly, "No, no matter who comes, you can't work unless you hand over Zhang Xian today."
There were more than a dozen people behind him, and they didn't look like good people.
"We didn't come here to cause trouble for you on purpose. Zhang Xian injured Brother Hai Luo's arm, as you saw. Our request is very simple. Just hand over Zhang Xian and nothing will happen," another person added.
Zhu Ping and Zhang Hai stood at the door of the cement tile workshop, blocking the door. Zhang Xian was trapped in the room and was not allowed to leave.
Of course they couldn't let Zhang Xian go out. If he was let out and killed, there would be huge trouble.
Faced with this situation, Zhang Hai was a little bit at a loss. It was not an unreasonable request. They didn't come early to cause trouble. They just wanted to be alone.
You hit him, but he didn't hit you. Why don't you call the police? You have to go to the police station to make a call.
Now we can only wait for Wan Feng to come back.
Zhang Hai remembered that this guy had boasted: the Black Reef Commune was under his feet.
This is what Zhang Xian and Zhu Ping experienced, and no one knows whether it is true or not.
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