Cai Xiaoguang came out, a top two.

All the bigwigs know that the establishment of the Red Star Mutual Aid Society is inevitable, and now what needs to be considered is the question of how much to invest.

When you are a leader, you can't just eat meat by yourself, and don't even leave soup for your subordinates, otherwise there are still people who really work hard?

Unplanned products must not all be invested in mutual aid cooperatives, and some of their own one-third of an acre of land must be left......

What to do? It is only possible to shrink interest groups upward......

In the past, the privileges of ordinary employees, group leaders, and even small section chiefs were collected and remitted to the mutual aid cooperative......

In fact, the bigwigs still support the mutual aid society from the bottom of their hearts.

The vast majority of the bigwigs in this era still have faith and want to do something practical for the people.

In the past, it was just to balance the grievances of his subordinates, and he didn't dare to be too afraid of getting eggs.

Now it's okay, there is a certain committee acquiescing, the Red Star Mutual Aid Society is thundering, and Tu Ziqiang is taking the blame......

If you have your own merits, you can still do something practical for the people, can't you......

So, what's there to hesitate about?

Their own interests have not been damaged, and the people have benefited, where can I find such a good thing?

The bigwigs were already full of praise for Tu Ziqiang, but when they saw the mountains of materials piled up in the Red Star Factory in just a few days, they realized that they still underestimated this child.

Grain, pork, eggs, sausages, and even toilet paper......

The bigwigs exchanged an embarrassed look and turned around and pretended to be an ostrich.

It is the norm to love the factory like home, and it is also the norm to have what there is in the factory.

But they would never have imagined that the workers had so many materials in their hands!

Director Zhou looked at the mountains of materials in a daze, and Secretary Bao's words were still in his ears.

I'm afraid that those manufacturers under the Light Industry Bureau are the next Red Star Factory!

"This, this, this is ......" Secretary Qu of the soy sauce factory was tacitly different from the other leaders, and his white face was full of anger.

"Lao Qu ......" Director Su, who had just arrived at the soy sauce factory a few days ago, pulled Secretary Laqu, who glared at him angrily.

"Secretary Qu ......" Tu Ziqiang knew that it was going to be bad when he saw Secretary Qu's face, and hurried up to save the scene.

"This is what you call a mutual?" Secretary Qu's awl eyes stared at Tu Ziqiang painfully, gritted his teeth and continued, "I think it's a dirty collection conference!" ”

"I propose to notify the picket authorities now and investigate according to your working hours!" Secretary Qu completely ignored the ugly face of the big guy around him.

"These moths!" She said viciously.

"Secretary Qu, come and see......" Tu Ziqiang gently pulled the old lady Qu's arm, and the latter shook her arm angrily.

"Secretary Qu, come and see, don't wrong...... Tu Ziqiang smiled, and Mrs. Qu was stunned for a moment.

"Just take a look!" The old lady stubbornly walked towards the soy sauce pile......

"What are you asking me to see?" Mrs. Qu sneered and looked at Tu Ziqiang, "Is there soy sauce from our factory?" ”

"Look at the production date and ...... first" Tu Ziqiang did not argue, as soon as he was open, Zhang Yongjian and a few others went to move the soy sauce.

After reading the soy sauce, Mrs. Qu stopped talking.

There are more than a dozen bottles of soy sauce when they left the factory, and the earliest one dates back to five years ago......

"Shuizi, bring the working hour book to ......" Tu Ziqiang reached out and took the working hour book and handed it to Mrs. Qu.

Old lady Qu was puzzled by the result ledger, and Tu Ziqiang motioned for her to look at it herself.

"Wang Dalong of the MSG workshop of the soy sauce factory, one bottle of soy sauce, two bottles of vinegar, two packs of monosodium glutamate, a kitchen knife, two glasses, a teapot, a photo frame, two thimbles......" The more Mrs. Qu read it, the smaller her voice became, and her eyes gradually moistened.

"Secretary Qu......" Tu Ziqiang pursed his mouth to speak, but Mrs. Qu lowered her head and couldn't speak, waving her hand again and again.

The scene was dead silent, and the bigwigs felt like a fire in their chests.

The thimbles are all taken out to change things, this ---- is too miserable!

"What did he change?" Old lady Qu asked with a sniff.

"Two boxes, a chest of drawers, a large wardrobe, and twenty catties of bud rice noodles, two catties of eggs, half a catty of pork, four taels of soybean oil," Shui Artesian lowered his head and thought, "I still owe forty-six working hours............

The scene was deadly silent, and this Wang Dalong almost took out everything he could change.

"Hurry up!" Mrs. Qu, who had been silent for a long time, returned the book to Artesian, "Let's hurry up, the employees are still waiting to repay their debts!" ”

The bigwigs nodded slightly.

With the episode of Secretary Qu's account checking, the bigwigs put away their little selfishness, and even the Commercial Bureau took out eight watches, ten bicycles, twenty-eight radios, and so on.

Half of it is because of sympathy for the current situation of the workers, and the other half is afraid that the factory in charge of him will also have a big case like the Red Star Factory.

The conference ended quickly, and the bigwigs retreated, only Director Zhou did not leave.

In Secretary Bao's office, Director Zhou frowned and smoked a cigarette, accompanied by Secretary Bao and Tu Ziqiang.

"The unplanned production targets are all given to you," Director Zhou paused and continued, "I don't worry about production, I only worry about the supply of raw materials......"

"The current production is different from the past," Director Zhou looked up at Tu Ziqiang, "With the support of Leader Bai, I don't worry about forestry raw materials, but the supply of raw materials for agricultural products will definitely have problems, and it will definitely not be smooth ......."

"You know that?" Director Zhou paused for a moment before asking.

"Understood," Tu Ziqiang nodded, "We used to have direct feedback to them, but now it's gone." ”

"Hmm. I've been thinking about this question these days," Director Zhou shook his head, "I haven't thought of any good way......

"At present, this mutual aid association is only within the scope of Jichun City, and the supply of raw materials for agricultural products has always come from other cities and counties...... "Director Zhou said here, and stopped.

"Director, you think about it for the long term," Tu Ziqiang looked at Secretary Bao and continued, "This time there are so many materials, in fact, in the short term, it has sucked up the savings of urban workers and surrounding rural areas. It's hard to have a next time. ”

Director Zhou nodded frequently.

"I've thought about solving this problem before," Tu Ziqiang took out a cigarette and continued it to Director Zhou, "The solution in the short term lies in the Heavy Industry Bureau, or in the tractor factory......

"Well, that makes sense!" Director Zhou's eyes lit up, "Farming definitely needs agricultural machinery!" ”

"It's not a long-term solution to just solve the problem of agricultural machinery," Tu Ziqiang sighed, "If you want to solve this problem fundamentally, you still need more arable land." ”

"Cultivated land?" Director Zhou instantly understood what Tu Ziqiang meant.

"To be precise, it is self-reserved land...... Tu Ziqiang put a cannon, "so that the farmers can be more motivated and more efficient." ”

"Don't say this in the future......" Director Zhou was silent for a long time, took a puff of cigarette and said, "I want to find a way for the Heavy Industry Bureau, and they don't have many unplanned things......

Secretary Bao and Tu Ziqiang nodded.

"Let's go...... Director Zhou snuffed out the cigarette butt, stretched his waist, and patted Tu Ziqiang's shoulder meaningfully before leaving.

Secretary Bao and Tu Ziqiang wanted to get up to send each other, but Director Zhou didn't let them.

After Director Zhou left, there was silence in the office.

Sting, Secretary Bao lit a cigarette......

"Uncle Bao?" Tu Ziqiang looked at the old Baotou in surprise.

"Don't worry about the matter of self-reserved land, let me think about it again......" Lao Baotou took a deep puff of his cigarette and raised his hand to signal Tu Ziqiang to go on his own.

Tu Ziqiang nodded.