When the bureau learned of the situation, they praised Sheng Xiping highly, not to mention the forest farm.
Although Zheng Xianyong is currently acting secretary, he is just one word away from being officially appointed. Zhao Limin will definitely be promoted to director, which will leave a vacancy for the production director position.
Generally speaking, production managers are promoted from production scheduling. Zheng Xianyong's idea was to let Sheng Xiping gain experience in production scheduling for a few years and then see how he performs.
Before Sheng Xiping arrived, Zheng Xianyong had already spoken with Zhao Limin and Sun Hanwu, which is why the scene just now happened.
"Uncle Zheng, isn't this inappropriate? I haven't been working for very long, and I spent some time in the security department before returning to the front-line work team only six months ago."
"What kind of production scheduler would you make me? Would people even respect me?"
Sheng Xiping was stunned when he heard this. Everyone said that the tractor assistant was the most likely to be involved in production scheduling, but it couldn't be that easy, could it?
"What? What makes you worse than others? Among the young men in our forest farm, how many are more outstanding and capable than you?"
Back in the educated youth team, there were over a hundred educated youths at the peak, and every single one of them was a troublemaker. But even then, you still had to manage them and give them whatever you wanted.
"Uncle believes in you, everyone in this place believes in you. Show us your skills and let everyone see."
Zheng Xianyong, who was sitting next to Sheng Xiping, patted Sheng Xiping on the shoulder with a smile and said in a very kind tone.
Sheng Xiping rolled his eyes inwardly. Production scheduling was always a headache, with everything needing to be taken care of. How could it compare to the security department? They were carefree all day long and could even go hunting in the mountains from time to time.
Well, given the current situation at the forest farm, it's probably unlikely I'll be able to get back to the security department.
Sigh, whatever, let them reschedule. What can we do? The leader has spoken; we can't disrespect him.
“Secretary Zheng, Director Zhao, and several work team leaders, you are all from the same generation as my father, so I have to call you all uncles.”
"Since all of you elders think so highly of me and are supporting me, then I'll take the plunge and accept this task." Sheng Xiping clasped his hands in a fist salute to everyone.
"That's more like it. Just do what we tell you to do. You have all these uncles and elders backing you up." Zheng Xianyong was delighted to hear this.
Sheng Xiping was appointed as the production scheduler and gave several suggestions for the upcoming production. Everyone in the room thought they were feasible.
After discussing it together, everyone decided to go up the mountain to work on the seventh day of the first lunar month, and strive to complete this year's production plan with high quality and quantity before mid-April.
This meeting lasted until almost 2 PM, and by the time it ended, it was already noon.
"Hey, let's shout it out a few times this afternoon with the loudspeaker, and we'll get to work tomorrow."
Since the commuter bus isn't fixed yet, we'll transport it up in batches using motorcycle trucks tomorrow. Xiping, Hanwu, you two take care of that.
The commuter bus had its front windshield completely shattered, and other parts were also damaged. It has been towed to the Songjianghe Repair Shop.
It's right around the Lunar New Year, so it probably won't be fixed anytime soon.
"Oh dear, it's almost noon. Well then, let's all come to my house for lunch today. I happen to have a few bottles of good wine, so let's drink and chat together."
Zheng Xianyong glanced at his watch and realized it was getting late, so he suggested that everyone go to his house.
The Spring Festival is a time for feasting and celebration, and besides, Zheng Xianyong has been promoted, so it should be celebrated.
So everyone left the farm without any formalities, laughing and joking, and headed straight for Zheng Xianyong's house.
When they arrived at the Zheng family home, they found Zheng Xianyong's wife busy cooking, with the three sons and one daughter of the Zheng family helping out.
Upon seeing everyone arrive, Zheng Xianyong's wife hurriedly invited them inside and told her eldest son, Zheng Shouhua, to quickly boil water and make tea.
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