Chapter 2893
What they want, we want too.
Chapter 2893 What they want, we want too.
In the old city of Beijing, there was a textile factory.
In the factory manager's office, Zhai Jing stood by the window, watching the cold wind outside hit the glass and feeling the chill seeping through.
I casually touched the heater, and it was ice cold!
"Jing-jie, it's cold by the bed!"
Inside the room, Deputy Factory Director Cui Qi spoke up to offer a reminder.
The two have known each other for many years and privately refer to each other as sisters, and their relationship is very close.
Zhai Jing turned around and smiled, "It's nothing, I'm just a little sad!"
Upon hearing this, Cui Qi came to her side and handed her the enamel mug he was holding. The hot water inside warmed Zhai Jing's fingers.
After the National Day holiday, Zhai Jing caught a severe cold. Fortunately, she received timely treatment at the hospital. With the help of cephalosporin antibiotics from the Ninth People's Hospital, including oral and injectable medications, she finally recovered, but she still had to stay in the hospital for a week.
Although he has been discharged from the hospital, his health is still not as good as before.
"You've heard about the Nine Departments?"
Zhai Jing took a sip of hot water, and Cui Qi nodded, "I've heard about it!"
"Sigh, fifty years old, what a pity!"
"Yes, fifty years old, it's really a pity!"
Zhai Jing repeated, of course, what she regretted was the other person's talent. If we consider the average age of people across the country now, fifty years old is not young.
However, given the contributions they made, their early departure would be a huge loss to the revolution.
"I heard that Director Yang of the Ninth Department got angry about this matter and even specifically asked the Ninth Hospital to ensure that the physical examination work was carried out properly."
"I also heard that they're going to buy equipment from abroad to conduct medical checkups for staff!"
"I don't know if it's true or false!"
As Cui Qi spoke, he was filled with emotion.
In the past, when people mentioned the Ninth Division, what they liked to say most was, "The Ninth Division is really amazing, the Ninth Division is really rich, and the Ninth Division has really good benefits."
But now, when people talk about this, the men of Beijing all sigh and say, "The Ninth Department really has a human touch!"
This person genuinely cares about workers' health.
"It's true. The foreign trade department has already started inquiring, and we should have results soon!"
Zhai Jing spoke up, and Cui Qi's eyes lit up. "Sister Jing, you said the Ninth Division bought the equipment, so can we use it too?"
Zhai Jing laughed, "I dare not say for others, but if we make a request, do you think they will refuse?"
Cui Qi immediately shook his head, "No, definitely not!"
"Even Director Yang has to call you Aunt Jing!"
Zhai Jing laughed and then touched the heater. "It got cold early this year, so this heater shouldn't be left idle. It should be used when needed."
"Have the Ninth Ministry send someone to inspect it tomorrow; they're professionals, aren't they?"
Cui Qi immediately nodded, "Don't worry, I'll call the Ninth Department in a bit!"
"Ok!"
"By the way, Sister Jing, have you been paying attention to the clothing factory lately?"
Zhai Jing was taken aback. "What happened to the clothing factory?"
Cui Qi hurriedly explained, "Our clothing factory received a huge order from Department Nine this time, you must have known that!"
Zhai Jing then remembered and asked curiously, "How many clothes do they need this time?"
Upon hearing this, Cui Qi took out a document from a drawer and opened it, saying, "We need a total of 50,000 sets of cotton-padded clothes, trousers, gloves, and shoes. This should be distributed to everyone this year."
As he spoke, Cui Qi clicked his tongue, his mouth feeling a little sour.
The workers in Department Nine are so lucky.
If I remember correctly, a set was released last year.
If they buy another one this year, this family's life will immediately improve.
"Fifty thousand sets? That's not much! We should be able to make them!"
Zhai Jing wasn't too surprised, since these clothes had been prepared in advance and were scattered in various warehouses throughout Beijing.
This is also in preparation for the Chinese New Year.
After all, nine departments have taken the lead; wouldn't the other departments have to do something in return?
The New Year's gifts being distributed are getting more and more substantial.
In the past, receiving a towel or a bed sheet as New Year's gifts was considered a great deal.
But now?
Only a few years have passed?
It's gotten to the level of giving out new clothes for the Chinese New Year.
The Nine Department Stores have been incredibly successful these past few years!
Thinking this, Cui Qi, standing to the side, gave a wry smile, "I haven't finished speaking yet!"
"We need new work clothes, 100,000 pieces in total!"
"We need 100,000 shirts."
"We need 50,000 women's shirts..."
As Cui Qi spoke, the water in the enamel mug that Zhai Jing was holding almost cooled down, but she was unaware of it.
That's all the clothes we have for now!
"In addition, summer uniforms are provided for new workers."
"Preliminary estimates suggest that over three thousand of the personnel recruited by the nine departments will be based in Beijing!"
"These all need our help in making clothes..."
Cui Qi spoke again.
After listening, Zhai Jing silently calculated in her mind, and after a long while, she said, "We probably won't be able to finish before the end of the year!"
Cui Qi nodded, "It's not that we should, it's that we definitely can't finish!"
Then she pulled out another piece of paper, "But they've already sent the money, so we can't refuse even if we want to!"
Zhai Jing suddenly laughed, "Don't worry, I have a way!"
Cui Qi looked curious, and then heard Zhai Jing say, "We'll transfer some of the female workers to the clothing factory to help out. They'll work three shifts and overtime!"
"Contact the neighborhood offices in Beijing. Households with sewing machines can take on tasks and receive a reward based on their performance."
"Contact various labor camps and detention centers and ask them to help with production!"
"Let's contact garment factories in other places again. If we can't finish this cake, let's share it."
After Zhai Jing finished speaking in a few words, Cui Qi immediately understood what she meant, and then nodded and smiled, "In that case, no matter how many tasks there are, we can complete them!"
Zhai Jing smiled, took a sip of cold water, and then said, "The fact that the Ninth Department is expanding means that our team is growing stronger!"
"In the future, more people will need clothes to wear and hats to wear."
"Xiao Cui, our factory also needs to keep up with the Ninth Department's pace!"
Cui Qi was taken aback, then asked cautiously, "Sister Jing, do you mean we also need to... hire people?"
Zhai Jing nodded vigorously, "The times demand it!"
……
East of the city, a large courtyard.
The street office staff member strode into the courtyard and called out to the old man in charge, "The street office has a task. All families with sewing machines must come and collect their quotas!"
"Hurry up and compile the statistics, don't delay the task from above!"
The old man in charge nodded and smiled, "Officer Wang, what's the matter?"
People from the surrounding compounds also came out to check the situation.
Qin Huairu walked out from the crowd carrying a basin of clothes to be washed. Since arriving in this new compound, she was well aware that the people here were a mixed bag, but this kind of environment suited her perfectly.
Here he is again, carrying a basin to wash clothes.
Otherwise, how could this persona of being thrifty, hardworking, and raising two children be established?
Thanks to her years of hard work, many people in the courtyard have extended a friendly hand to her, and they get along harmoniously.
As soon as she stepped outside, she vaguely heard the sound of a sewing machine. Qin Huairu immediately widened her eyes, because her family had a sewing machine!
"Sister, I heard from Officer Wang that the neighborhood committee seems to have some tasks to complete!"
Qin Jingru ran out from next door, her face full of curiosity. "Let's listen!"
The two arrived at the back of the crowd and immediately heard voices coming from inside.
"Therefore, in order to complete this task, all families with sewing machines should actively participate."
"Those who respond to the task will receive five jin of wheat flour and five yuan each upon completion!"
"In addition, you'll receive a one-cent reward for each completed garment!"
"We hope everyone will sign up and participate actively."
After finishing his speech, Officer Wang turned and left, as he still had to go to other compounds to announce his mission.
After Officer Wang left, the old man in charge of the courtyard immediately started taking statistics.
As a result, only three households in the entire compound had sewing machines, and Qin Huairu's family had one, immediately making them the envy of everyone in the compound.
This made Qin Huairu unconsciously raise her head, and she was very happy.
Just thinking about the story behind the sewing machine made Qin Huairu feel a pang of sadness.
"Qin Huairu, our task this time is to sew single garments for the comrades of the Ninth Industrial Machinery Department. You must perform well and bring honor to the compound."
The steward approached Qin Huairu with a serious tone.
Upon hearing the reason, Qin Huairu immediately nodded, "Uncle Yu, don't worry, we will definitely complete the task on time."
"Ah That's good."
"By the way, Uncle Yu, why are you making clothes for the Ninth Department?"
Qin Huairu was very curious about everything in the Nine Departments, not for any other reason than that she hoped that one day she could see that person fall down and crash to the ground.
That made me feel much better.
"What else is there?"
"The Ninth Department recruited several thousand people this time, so they definitely need to prepare work uniforms."
"When you do your job, make sure the workers don't find fault with it."
"I know, I know, don't worry, I will definitely do my best."
Qin Huairu nodded in agreement and then went into the house.
Qin Jingru followed her in, still somewhat resentful, "It's the Ninth Department again, they always cause so much trouble."
"Alright, that's enough. They're the ones who cause trouble, so we can have work to do."
"With work, I can earn more money this time."
"Let's go to the neighborhood office in a bit and pick up the materials for the clothes. Maybe we can even save some scraps of fabric to make some clothes for the kids."
Qin Huairu was calculating and prudent, but she had already suffered enough from regret.
If I had worked properly in the Ninth Department back then, even if I was just a toilet cleaner, I would still have all the benefits I was entitled to.
Unfortunately, I chose the wrong person to rely on back then.
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He took a deep breath, swallowed the bitter pill, and then looked at Xiaodang and Huaihua running around in the house. He gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaodang, take your sister back to the house to study."
Xiao Dang was startled, but seeing the seriousness on Qin Huairu's face, she quickly pulled her younger sister and ran into the house.
"Sister, you're scaring the child."
Qin Jingru tried to persuade them, but Qin Huairu remained unmoved and said coldly, "It's for their own good to let them study now."
"Look, now the Ninth Department is looking at academic qualifications when hiring people."
"Look at the people in the old courtyard houses, which family's child didn't go to school?"
Qin Jingru was speechless.
Because she has no children.
But Qin Huairu saw things clearly: "Over the years, I've come to understand one thing."
“We can’t compare to that person. He’s aloof and superior, and we can’t learn from him.”
"But compared to those people in the hospital, I don't think I'm any worse than them."
"So, we'll do what they're going to do."
"What they want, we must also find a way to have."
"What they want, we want too!"
Qin Huairu spoke with absolute certainty, and a resolute look appeared on her face.
Qin Jingru looked at Qin Huairu with surprise again, feeling that her cousin in front of her had become much more unfamiliar.
As the recruited personnel from the nine departments gradually arrived, the various factories were busy training workers while also working overtime to maintain continuous production.
Headquarters, offices.
Yang Xiaotao has been busy with the approval and transfer of supplies these past two days. In order to speed up production and improve production efficiency, some material allocations have been given the green light by him.
In the words of the higher-ups, everything is for the sake of production.
However, Yang Xiaotao dared not let go completely; he still needed to keep a close watch when necessary, otherwise, once the door was opened, it would be difficult to undo the damage.
Therefore, this period is also the busiest time for the logistics staff, and also the busiest time for the two female secretaries in the office.
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A document was closed. It was a report on expanding the production capacity of the pharmaceutical factory's bovine insulin. Yang Xiaotao reviewed it and found no problems before signing his name and quickly handing it to Liu Lixue for the logistics staff to make arrangements.
After Liu Lixue left, Yang Xiaotao looked through the report sent by the steel plant again. After reading for a while, he signed it at the end and handed it to Lou Xiao'e.
Although the work is tedious, it involves every industry in the nine departments.
Before Yang Xiaotao could finish processing the documents, new documents would be placed on the table.
Every day, there's always work to do.
Even the planned winding machine could only be used during breaks.
As for going home?
It was already past midnight when I got home.
The credits on the panel haven't changed at all during this time, which shows how much work is waiting for us.
However, the busy schedule resulted in the completion of a large number of orders.
Yang Xiaotao approves documents to boost production, while Lao Hong calculates the output revenue.
Li Hongfeng, Xu Yuanshan, Wang Guodong and others were inspecting various factories, and there was also Zhao Gang, who led the internal audit team all over the country.
This time, the energy unleashed by the nine departments, the strength displayed by each of their factories, and those industries that were like treasure troves—not to mention the other machine departments, even people like Elder Chen and Li Rong felt envious.
Every day, the turnover entering Department Nine is almost equivalent to the country's monthly foreign exchange earnings.
Even people in the foreign trade sector joke that their foreign trade department is more like the foreign trade department of the Ninth Ministry.
But there's no use being envious; this is something the Ninth Division did on their own.
If you want to be like Part Nine, you need to achieve the same results as Part Nine.
And that is the difference between them and the Nine Departments.
They didn't get it, but the Nine Departments still do.
Of those, nine are better.
The gap widened little by little.
Those who kept up with the pace, like the First and Seventh Ministries of Machine Building, could still get a share of the profits.
Those who can't keep up can only watch as the nine departments forge ahead in the turbulent waves.
In the end, many people realized that following the steps of the Nine Departments was the best approach.
Then someone concluded that whatever the Nine Departments were going to do, he had to keep up with their pace no matter what.
Even if you fall behind, you're still on the right path.
Ring ring ring
The phone on the table rang again. Lou Xiao'e picked it up skillfully, still flipping through documents with one hand. "Hello, Ji Xiang, what is it?"
The voice was abrupt, and Yang Xiaotao quickly looked over, only to see Lou Xiao'e raise her head, swallow a mouthful of saliva, and then say, "Teacher Wang, Teacher Wang, is gone."
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Yang Xiaotao dropped his pen on the table, his expression somber.
(End of this chapter)