Cao Mingzhi stood there like a roaring dragon, and the artists from various communes who had broken up with their families dared not utter a word.
"Deputy Director, would you please ask this Comrade Cao to leave? He's disrupting our work. I can only suggest the sugar factory find someone more capable here."
After Cao Mingzhi had finished making a scene, Ruan Xianxian said helplessly, "The deputy director is really anxious now."
If Nguyen Hien Hien really quits because of him, wouldn't all the communes gang up on him and beat him to death?
Originally, with an idiot like Cao Mingzhi charging ahead as the bad guy, he was happy to stay behind the scenes. Now, the deputy director is really anxious!
Without a word, he sent the person away, and then stood guard at the door like a gatekeeper until the meeting ended.
Two hours passed, and Ruan Xianxian patiently demonstrated until the last chubby, simple-minded auntie learned it before she stopped.
She reiterated, "If you make a mistake in any step, you can do it again. But if the yarn or felt gets dirty, it has to be scrapped and you have to pay for the replacement yourself."
Please pay attention to environmental and personal hygiene before starting work.
She picked up a piece of paper and quickly wrote down the brigade's phone number, speaking softly, "If you don't understand something, don't try to figure it out yourself. You can communicate with me anytime."
In reality, her skills were nothing compared to those of a true master craftsman, but everyone was still surprised and delighted by her attitude.
With such a person as a leader, carrying out work will not be too difficult.
"Please wait in the meeting room next door. We'll leave together after the meeting. Ruan Zhiqing, I'm sorry to take up some of your time."
The women's director of the Red Flag Commune spoke softly.
Ruan Xianxian knew perfectly well what they were going to say next, but she didn't resist at all.
She's currently only planning to turn the nail bank into her own territory, to lay the groundwork first, and she doesn't mind making it hers later.
With a solid foundation laid, Heilongjiang Province will be her source of confidence and her strong support, no matter where she goes in the future.
Unrelated people went next door, and Sister Fan, who was also the women's director of the Red Flag Commune, smiled even more warmly and drank a sip of brown sugar water.
"Kid, have you considered coming to Hongqi Commune? Here, I'm in charge, and I guarantee you won't suffer any grievances."
We set up our own night school to teach self-defense, and now none of the men in the village dare to lay a hand on their wives.
The fact that the fan got this nickname also proves its important status as a tool that can create a whirlwind with a wave of the hand.
"Okay!" Ruan Xianxian smiled playfully. "If I really go, don't think I'm being nosy."
The cigarette that Han Li was holding fell to the ground, and he quickly changed the subject.
"Hey Fanzi, instead of worrying about her getting beaten up by men after marriage, you should worry about whether she'll ruin those spineless cowards in your commune."
"That's not quite how it works," Minister Wild Boar said with a smile. "Comrade Ruan likes to have fun, and there are plenty of fun places to visit in the mountains of our commune."
There are plenty of two-legged men, but have you ever seen a three-legged wild boar?
Han Li finally saw through the sinister intentions of these bastards who were trying to poach his employees. He rolled up his sleeves and engaged in a heated debate with the group of scholars, eventually steering the topic back to whether bamboo weaving could be shared equally among the communes.
Seeing her expression, Zhang Qing knew there were some things Ruan Xianxian couldn't say, so he spoke for her. This was precisely why Section Chief Lu had sent him over.
"Gentlemen, when Translator Ruan visited the sugar factory three times to secure the packaging outsourcing job, his intention was to help develop the brigade where he was stationed in the countryside."
The leader appreciated her gratitude and painstaking efforts, which is why he agreed to outsource such an important task as export packaging.
I know you're anxious, but please wait a moment. This is just a preliminary batch of bamboo weaving production. If everyone works together, we'll surely have similar opportunities in the future.
Ruan Xianxian gave Zhang Qing an approving look, practically implying that she had specifically fought for the job for the Dingziku Commune, and that they wanted it too. She was trying to curry favor, saying there would be other opportunities next time.
The words were phrased in a tactful way, and everyone present understood them.
Continuing this would only annoy people; envious and jealous glances were cast at Han Li, this scoundrel had finally found a kindred spirit to stir up trouble...
It can be considered a meeting of minds, like Bo Ya and Zi Qi.
As expected, a major reshuffle is about to take place within the Dingziku Commune!
“Sure!” Minister Wild Boar was the first to stand up. “Comrade Ruan is welcome to come anytime. Don’t forget us next time you have something good to do. I will definitely not let you down.”
"The Red Flag Commune welcomes you anytime."
These people all got up to say goodbye, not caring at all that they couldn't get any food themselves and that they didn't mind causing Han Li some more trouble.
When the deputy director, who had been ordered to go next door to entertain the craftsmen, returned, he found everyone gone. He then tried to repeat his old trick, Cao Mingzhi playing the villain while pretending to be the good guy.
"Little Ruan! I will definitely give Comrade Cao a serious reprimand and education. How about you give me some face and let this misunderstanding pass?"
Han Li said that this was a cunning old fox hiding behind the scenes, and she saw it too, so she sneered without any politeness.
"Your face? What does your face matter?"
I'm putting it this way: either we replace the director and everything is negotiable, or you insist on going your own way and there's no point in discussing it further.
When she wants to communicate, she's a social butterfly; when she doesn't want to, she's a rock in a latrine.
The deputy director finally gave a wry smile. "The position of director is related to five brigades under the commune. How can you just replace someone like that? Comrade Ruan, why don't you point me in the right direction?"
"That's your business," Ruan Xianxian said and left, confident that Han Li would give the deputy director a satisfactory answer.
The first batch of packaging ordered by the candy factory has already been distributed. There's no rush; she has plenty of time to play with the commune.
As the various communes departed, an explosive piece of news spread among the production brigades.
"Have you heard? A female educated youth from Pingtou Brigade has secured a fantastic job for us, paying one cent for each bamboo weaving task."
"What year was that news? Don't you know? Because of our commune director's inaction, the good jobs have already been distributed to other communes."
"What? Why? It's not like we offended the director, so why should it go to someone else? I'm going to confront her."
The simpleton was quickly stopped by his fellow villager, who said, "What's the use of looking for her? People don't need to go through the commune to convey their work. If you want to argue, go find the director."
The woman declared, "The nail warehouse has Cao Mingzhi, but not me."
Rumors sprang up like mushrooms after rain, and after three days, when the Red Flag Commune brought the finished bamboo weaving products to Ruan Xianxian for inspection and confirmation that there were no problems...
This dissatisfaction with the commune and the director reached its peak among the brigade members.
Meanwhile, at the center of the discussion, Ruan Xianxian's foot was stepping on a thug's face, her face smiling but her voice filled with malice.
"Who told you to lie in ambush here?"
The newcomer was a local hoodlum in the county. Ruan Xianxian's reputation had not yet spread throughout the town. The thug, who had been beaten so badly that he urinated, let out a pitiful howl as Ruan Xianxian increased the force of her kicks.
“I’ll talk, I’ll talk. It was someone from the county office who came to me and told me to teach you a lesson.”
I didn't dare say the exact words were that she should disappear from Ping'an County, so that she would never have the face to show her face in public again.
Ruan Xianxian, who had initially thought it was Cao Mingzhi, smiled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. It was truly... pulling out a radish and bringing out the mud!
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