Ancient stories, heroic poems, are told in the mouths of strong men. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 In the shade of the info tree, the children sat around him, their faces supported by their dirty little hands, and they listened in fascination. Fragments of sunlight sprinkled on the ground sporadically, a gentle breeze blew gently, and the leaves rustled suddenly, bringing a touch of coolness and comfort to this hot summer.

Although this strong man is five big and three thick, his mind is surprisingly delicate, and he vividly depicts the tenacity and perseverance of the Salados, which makes people feel immersed in the scene and listen to it vividly.

"Alright, it's all done, let's go back to doing our homework!" Half an hour later, after the strong man finished the story, he patted his ass and stood up, and yelled at the children in a rough voice.

"I'm going to hear it again." "Let's talk about one more." "We're going to hear the story of the Sword of the Boundless, Norseth." The children begged.

"No! You can only speak one a day. The strong man said with a straight face.

"Wow......" "Wow!" "It's stingy!" The children cried out in frustration, but the strong men remained unmoved.

"Brother Dali, tell us one more, in three months' election of the factory director, we will all elect you." One of the children suddenly had an idea and said.

"Yes, yes, Brother Dali, we all support you as the factory director." One child immediately chimed in.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "People are big ghosts, do you have the right to vote?" ”

"We don't have it, but our mom and dad do." "That's right! We let them all choose you. "Brother Dali, our whole family supports you." "My grandfather said he would choose you......" the children said.

But at this moment, the strong man's face suddenly sank, and he said solemnly: "Okay, okay, don't talk about this matter anymore!" ”

"Ahh "Brother Dali......" "Why are you angry?" Seeing that the strong man was angry, the children all subconsciously took a step back.

"Brothers, please remember that no matter who you choose in the future, it should be based on that person's character and ability, not on his relationship with you, understand?" The strong man said in a deep voice.

"Understood!" "Got it!" "Okay!" The children replied loudly.

"It's good to understand." The strong man smiled again, touched a child's head, said a few more words, and turned to leave.

After a while, Iron Slag finished drinking the soy milk, swallowed the remaining kraft candy, then clapped his hands, picked up the bag containing the kraft candy, and returned to the office building along the same road.

As soon as he got downstairs, he saw Canghai Cliff and Quinn waiting for him next to the jeep.

"What's wrong?" Iron Slag stepped forward and asked.

"I'll talk about it later." As soon as they met, Canghai Cliff beckoned him to get into the car, and then Quinn stepped on the accelerator, and in the rumble, he galloped away towards the outside of the factory.

Back in the bar's room, Canghai Cliff carefully closed the door and smiled mysteriously at him.

"What's wrong?" Iron Slag asked with a frown, he liked to go straight and didn't like this mysterious feeling.

"Be patient, young man." Canghai Cliff said with a smile. Then, from beginning to end, he explained in detail what had happened and what he had just learned.

It all started decades ago......

At that time, the internal division of Spring and Autumn Heavy Industry was divided into two factions, commonly known as "reformers" and "conservatives".

The reformers jokingly called the conservatives "pot keepers", which means "guarding the broken pot as a treasure"; Conservatives, on the other hand, jokingly refer to the reformers as "capitulationists," which means "surrender to the Silver City elites."

Due to the exclusion and suppression of the mainstream society, the orders of Spring and Autumn Heavy Industries have been very few. The world parliament sees them as "accomplices of the glorious remnant" and a "potential threat", and if it were not for the quality of their products, they would have been destroyed long ago. Even the Wind Forest Volcano customized by the Temple for the Source Power Collector is still under pressure after pressure.

For the sake of future development, the two factions are constantly quarrelling, which makes the already difficult living environment even worse and worse.

In this way, the Spring and Autumn Heavy Industry fell, walked away, and scattered......

A few months ago, Qi Yun, who had been studying in the western mainland, suddenly returned to the factory with a female secretary and offered to run for CEO. Originally, Lu Dali, the head of the technology department, was preparing to be the next CEO, but because of Qi Yun's return, it was temporarily shelved.

Qi Yun is the grandson of Qi Shengtian, and Lu Dali is the son of Lu Chengshan. However, Lu Dali grew up in the factory since he was a child, and the workers are familiar with him. And Qi Yun left Fengkou Town as a teenager and went to the western continent to study, and the workers can be said to know nothing about him.

For the sake of fairness, the elders in the factory decided to let Qi Yun be the manager of the business department, let everyone observe for half a year, and then run for CEO with Lu. However, Qi Yun's style of doing things and radical ideas made many people uncomfortable and even a little disgusted.

Gradually, Qi Yun became the object of support of the reformers, and Lu Dali became the object of support of the conservatives.

But most of the workers in the factory today are conservatives, and the reformers have long since gone to other companies to make a living. Only those reformers who have a deep affection for Spring and Autumn Heavy Industry will stay, or like Canghaiya and Jiang Daya, who would rather do odd jobs at the bottom than go to other companies.

As a result, Qi Yun has few supporters. Moreover, the longer they spent together, the more the elders felt that he was unsuitable. Xue Lao and Huang Lao who are here today are the elders of the reformers, and they have clearly turned to Lu Dali.

Canghaiya further analyzed that as long as Lu Dali is elected CEO, Spring and Autumn Heavy Industries can cooperate. Lu Dali is a real skilled worker, straightforward, and has no fancy intestines. If he becomes CEO, I dare not say how good the quality is, but if he is sincere and trustworthy, it will definitely be no problem.

Originally, the CEO election was scheduled for three months later, but now that there is business, the elders decided to bring it forward until tomorrow afternoon.

"Huh?" Iron Slag and Quinn were stunned at the same time.

"Tomorrow afternoon, let's have a look in the big dining hall in the factory." Canghai Cliff invited with a smile.

At half past nine o'clock in the morning of the next day, the canteen of Chunqiu Heavy Industry was full of people and bustling, crowded with workers who had come to vote.

Before the campaign began, Iron Slag and Quinn walked in under the leadership of the Sea Cliffs. As far as the eye can see, this is a hall of 10,000 square meters, rectangular in shape, filled with rows of stainless steel long tables and plastic benches, as far as the eye can see. Canghaiya said that this large dining hall can accommodate 5,000 people at a time, and in the heyday of the Spring and Autumn Heavy Industry, a meal should be divided into three batches.

Most of the workers wore light blue or light yellow canvas overalls, with a few orange ones. According to Canghai Cliff, the light blue is for the mecha division, the light yellow is for the vehicle division, and the orange is for the ordnance division.

"Aunt Zhang, who do you choose?" "Strongly, of course, what about you?" "I must choose to be strong, I grew up watching, reliable." In front of the iron slag, two aunts, one fat and one thin, were talking while munching melon seeds.

"Big sister, who are you going to choose?" "Manager Qi~" "Why? ""Looks handsome~" "Alas......" "Haha, I lied to you, I must have chosen our strong brother." Two young men and women whispered behind the iron slag.

"Young Master Qi, you look like a dog, and you dare to come to the election?" "Think you've become a nobleman if you go to the Western Continent? It's not a dirt bun yet. "I look at him, he reads all the books to the ass." "Haha, you're too stumbling." "Let's talk a little bit of morality, anyway, he is also the grandson of Qi Shengtian, don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha." "That's what you should say, you don't know how fierce he is in scolding people." "Yes, I heard that a few days ago, Uncle Wu's daughters were scolded and cried by him." A group of young people were talking, and the comments seemed to be one-sided.

Canghaiya listened to their conversation, smiled, turned to the iron slag and said, "It seems that the young people in the factory have not forgotten the tradition." ”

"Hmm." Iron Slag didn't know how to answer, so he nodded, which was kind of agreeing.

It wasn't long before a spirited old man climbed onto the podium, made of a long stainless steel table, and loudly announced the start of the campaign. The noisy venue immediately fell silent, and in less than three seconds, it became silent. I didn't expect these seemingly chaotic workers to have such a strong unity and coordination, and for this ancient manufacturer, the iron slag couldn't help but look up.

The quality of the workers determines the fate of the factory.

He soon noticed that although many workers were munching melon seeds, peeling oranges, or eating all kinds of snacks and fruits, the ground was spotless. If you look closely, you will find that although their uniforms are old, they are all cleanly washed and neatly dressed. The men are all small flat heads, and the women are all short hair, full of energy, simple and capable.

After a while, Qi Yun, who was dressed in formal clothes, stepping on brand-name leather shoes, and had his hair combed to shine, came to the stage with a thick stack of speeches. I saw him turn over handsomely and land firmly on the stage.

"Hello all the elders, seniors, and friends here, I am Qi Yun, Qi Shengtian's grandson......" Qi Yun said loudly, but he didn't get much voice. Not only that, but there were also people in the audience who whispered.

"Do you remember who you are?" "Please, don't smear your grandfather." "No matter how you look at it, you look like a profiteer, and you still apply oil, it's really enough to be a turtle."

Qi Yun ignored the people who were heckling, looked at the manuscript intently, and continued: "Our Spring and Autumn Heavy Industry has reached the moment of life and death, and it is time to make some changes......

"In the past, the production model was too inefficient and the output was insufficient, which made our business bleak, and the arrogance of self-containment made us lose the market ......."

"Oh my God, he's denying the glory of his ancestors." "Change what? Isn't it going to make us cheap locomotives? "Maybe it's a household appliance ......" "Why isn't it a children's toy?" Someone muttered quietly.

"We must put aside our pride and purchase advanced machine tools from Central Heavy Industry and Western Heavy Industry to improve production efficiency......"

"Sell your factory or sell your body?" "Another guy who wants to sell shares." "Since the day he came back, he has been uneasy and kind......" "I'll just say, he's mixed well in the western continent, why did he come back?" The workers were talking.

"We need to put aside our preconceptions and strive for more partners, so as to get more orders......"

"I don't want to hear him anymore!" "Why don't you sell your grandfather's ashes!" "Go back to the Western Continent! We don't be lackeys of the nobles of Silver City! The whispering gradually turned into a roar.

Less than five minutes into the speech, Qi Yun was ousted from the stage by angry workers, and even a few people lifted a plastic bench to smash him, but fortunately the elders stopped him in time, otherwise he would have broken his head and bled on the spot.

Immediately after, in the midst of enthusiastic cheers, Lu Dali walked out of the crowd and stood on the podium.

"Hello brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts!" Lu Dali shouted loudly, and the audience suddenly boiled.

"Vigorously, vigorously! The power is endless! "Vigorously, we have your back!" "Brother Strong, come on!" "Vigorously, vigorously! The power is endless! ”