The old martial artist mentioned by Wang Xuefei is an old worker in the cement factory. This person has an upright personality and never saves face when he speaks. What to say in my heart often makes the leader unable to get off the stage in front of everyone.

Because he dared to expose the unhealthy trend of some leaders in some factories abusing power for personal gain, he often did not open any pot and often raised some sensitive issues in the factory, so many leaders were afraid of this old martial leader, especially those leaders who had a handle on their own behavior, and they felt a headache for this old martial leader.

When Su Xiuling heard Wang Xuefei mention the old martial arts, she smiled, and she couldn't help but peek at Zhang Yongqiang's expression.

Zhang Yongqiang also smiled and said:

"The old martial artist is coming, no one can stop him, some leaders don't like him, so there's no way. However, in tomorrow's meeting, you all have to be flexible and don't let the scene get out of hand. ”

Everyone nodded.

At half past nine in the morning of the next day, Liu Chunjiang and Xue Kemei came to the conference room together, and at this time, there were already many people sitting inside.

A cheerful song was playing on the stereo in the conference room, and the sound of singing echoed through the hall. Some of these retired veteran cadres sat together to greet each other or make some jokes with each other. Su Xiuling and Wang Xuefei were sharing fruits and paws for them.

It was almost ten o'clock, and at this time, secretary Liu Shishi and factory director Lu Zhigang and other factory-level leaders walked into the conference room. As soon as they came in, they hurriedly walked to several old leaders and went up to greet them, and then, Secretary Liu took the hand of a former factory leader and invited them to sit in the leadership seat of the conference room.

Factory director Lu Zhiqiang presided over the meeting. He looked at the time, then at Zhang Yongqiang, and when he saw Zhang Yongqiang nodding, he knocked on the microphone on the table, and said with a smile:

"Today, it is the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, and we take this opportunity to hold a tea party here to welcome the New Year, the purpose of which is to tell you about the course we have gone through in the past year and look forward to the future together. First of all, on behalf of the party and government of the cement plant, I would like to express my sincere respect to all the old leaders, old workers, and your families here, and wish you all a happy new year, good health, a happy family, and all the best......"

The hall erupted in applause.

Then, Lu Zhiqiang handed the microphone to Liu Shishi, secretary of the party committee.

Liu Quartz is very eloquent. He never had to speak on such occasions without a script. He knew that these people below didn't want to hear him speak some superficial official words.

He first gave a general introduction to some of the main work he had done in the cement plant in the past year, and at the same time, he also introduced some of the current situation and main tasks faced by the cement industry, some difficulties encountered, and some of his own ideas.

Finally, he said:

"The development of the enterprise depends on the joint support of everyone. At the same time, we welcome you to point out any shortcomings in our work, and we will definitely accept them with an open mind, seriously consider them, and further improve our work......

There were two microphones in the venue, one was a wired microphone from the leader's seat, and the other was a wireless microphone, which was specially used for the following guests to speak.

The first veteran cadre to speak was a middle-level leader with old qualifications, and his prestige in the cement plant was also relatively high; because he had been a leader for many years in the past, he spoke in a very serious official tone, and he spoke more objectively. The deficiencies were only lightly criticized.

The speeches of the next few veteran cadres are basically the same, they all have more good things to say, and they also mention some shortcomings.

Liu Shishi and Lu Zhiqiang held pens in their hands and recorded carefully.

When the speaker was finished, he passed the microphone to someone else. Some of these speakers have long words, some short words. Some of them spoke brilliantly, while others spoke dryly.

At this time, the microphone finally took the turn of the old martial artist, he asked to speak several times just now, but he didn't get the microphone, this time, he finally got the microphone.

This old martial arts leader, the cultural level is not high, and he naturally has no clue when he speaks, and he often thinks of where to speak, and the language he uses is also some big vernacular.

He held the microphone, his face was swollen red, and his voice was bright, probably due to excitement, Liu Chunjiang saw that his hands seemed to be a little shaky.

“…… The current leadership is seriously bureaucratic and detached from the masses of workers. In the past, the old leaders paid attention to how much oil there was on the workers and how much oil there was on the cadres. At that time, the leaders mingled with the workers' brothers every day. But now, I can't see a single figure in the factory all year round, I take a plane to go abroad for inspection today, and tomorrow I have a train meeting, and I always run outside, and I don't know what I'm busy with. Also, I only care about my own enjoyment, and I just bought a new car, and my ass hasn't been sitting for a few days, so I have a new car,...... What kind of style is this? What's wrong with the old car? Doesn't the old car turn around? The old car kiln doesn't smoke?......

At this, he coughed out of excitement......

Some of these people below lowered their heads and smoked, and some quietly looked at Liu Shishi sitting on the leadership seat.

Liu Quartz's face also looked red and purple at this time, which looked very unnatural.

At this time, Su Xiuling hurriedly stood up, she walked quickly to the old martial man's side, handed the old martial man a glass of water, and asked him to sit down and talk slowly, don't get excited.

Wang Xuefei also quickly stood up, grabbed two big bananas and a few oranges, and stuffed them into his hands......

"Master Wu, you eat some fruit first, dissipate your anger, if you have anything to say slowly, come, eat bananas, eat bananas......" As he spoke, he took half of the banana peel and handed it to the old martial man.

How did he know that the old martial artist didn't accept the banana handed over by Wang Xuefei at all, but he took a glass of water handed over by Su Xiuling, drank a few sips, and then continued:

“…… Where did I just go?...... By the way, there is another problem, that is, the housing problem of workers, some workers, several members of the family, are crammed into a small house. And there are some other people, the family has several houses, and the wife's unit outside already has a house, but the cement factory still divides the house for him, and what is even more infuriating is that there are still people who have been transferred out of the cement factory for several years, but the house here in the cement factory is still occupied in vain, and it is locked empty all year round, is this like a word?"

The more the old martial artist spoke, the more angry he became, and at this moment, there was no sound on the microphone......

Due to the large space in the conference room, although the old martial man's voice was loud, except for a few people in front of him who could hear what he said a little clearly, others just watched his mouth move, but they couldn't hear anything clearly.