Who dares to utter a sound? Who dares to inquire?

Sudden--

"Awesome!" The top leader jumped to his feet, thumbs-up raised high. "Truly amazing!"

He rubbed his hands together, wanting to take out something to thank them, but felt it was insignificant; he wanted to make a promise, but feared it would be too empty. Finally, he simply slapped his thigh:

"Young man, enough said—I owe you a huge favor! From now on, if you ever face difficulties, as long as you don't cross the line or harm the people, I'll take responsibility!"

Liu Dong also stood up and bowed deeply: "Then... I will remember your kindness."

"I should be thanking you!" The big boss laughed heartily, his eyes crinkling with laughter. "You're truly grateful!" After a few more words, Liu Dong wisely made his way out.

Speaking of Number 203, he's a real heavyweight—in the entire series, he's the most reliable, stable, and dependable person.

He's now a big shot in the factory. He might face some challenges later, forcing him to back down temporarily; but once things calm down, he'll keep his word and make the final decision!

By then, as long as you don't commit any serious crimes against morality and ethics, you'll have no trouble getting things done by him.

In the original story, Lou Xiao'e's family had a mishap; her parents were taken away. That's a scary situation, isn't it?

Who dared to utter a sound? Who dared to inquire?

As a result, the high-ranking leader casually remarked, and the person walked out of the detention center safely that same day.

To be honest, without his help, Lou Xiao'e's family wouldn't have been able to escape to Shejiang, let alone survive that ordeal!

In the end, it was thanks to him that He Yuzhu was able to sort out the mess that Banggeng had made.

How did He Yuzhu get together with him?

It was nothing more than cooking a few home-cooked meals for them.

And Liu Dong? It was a life-saving favor!

Therefore, Liu Dong will definitely hold onto this favor tightly and won't let go easily.

When to use it?

When it's really needed—

Moreover... we'll probably have to wait until after the reform and opening up to discuss this further.

In the afternoon, Director Yang summoned Liu Dong to the publicity department again.

"Liu Dong—" Factory Director Yang opened a drawer, took out a piece of paper, "You have a bicycle now, but I guess you haven't gotten your hands on this yet? Here, take it!"

Liu Dong took it and glanced at it: "A sewing plane ticket?"

Not really.

These tickets are even more precious than bicycle tickets; you can't get one even after waiting in line for several years.

"Thanks, Uncle Yang!" Liu Dong said with a grin, sitting down in the chair with his legs crossed comfortably.

Factory Director Yang lit another cigarette and, as he struck the match, casually remarked, "Hey, I didn't know you knew anything about medicine?"

"Here's what we'll do. The factory has a medical clinic, but it's been empty and nobody's been taking care of it. I think you're capable, so you can fill in for me, and even act as the section chief! What do you say?"

As he spoke, he lit a cigarette, which still had a white filter on the mouthpiece.

Without any hesitation, Liu Dong reached into the cigarette pack and pulled out a cigarette: "Wow, it has a filter! High-end stuff!"

Factory Director Yang glared at him sideways: "I'm serious!"

Liu Dong lit the lighter with a "snap," took a deep breath, and said, "I told you before—I want to join the medical department; I'm really passionate about this field!"

"It was you who insisted on putting me in the propaganda department!"

"Pfft—" Factory Director Yang almost burst out laughing. "Yes, yes, yes! That's true!"

He scratched his head and sighed, "But you were too young back then. The factory values ​​seniority. If you start in the medical department, how will you get promoted? How will you gain the respect of the staff?"

"We assigned you to be the broadcaster so you could meet the factory leaders more often and become familiar with them. Once everyone thinks you're reliable, it'll be a natural progression to promote you!"

Liu Dong nodded: "Uncle Yang, I understand, it's all for my own good."

"Good that you understand!" Factory Director Yang slapped his thigh. "Now there's no need to beat around the bush—since you really have some skills, why be polite? Start as a medical worker! Once you've established yourself in the factory, cured people, and earned a good reputation, I'll immediately promote you to head of the medical clinic—it's a done deal! Who dares to utter a single 'no'?"

He tossed the half-smoked, filter-tipped cigarette at Liu Dong: "Here you go! Keep being your broadcaster job, and add another title—medical worker at the steel mill! In a year or two, when everyone talks about you, Liu Dong, calling you a 'miracle doctor,' then I'll mention you!"

Old Yang chuckled.

My previous thought was: let Liu Dong climb the ranks slowly, and it would be fast if he could become the head of the publicity department in three to five years.

Now? There's no need to wait that long at all!

Once he demonstrates his true skills and word spreads throughout the factory, there's no need to say anything else—the treatment's effectiveness will speak for itself!

Once the illness is cured and the person regains faith, the position will naturally follow.

"Puff puff puff—" Liu Dong had barely returned to his office when a new document arrived:

"Good afternoon, leaders, colleagues, and staff! This is Liu Dong, the broadcaster from the Publicity Department. We have two announcements to make today!"

Article 1: Following a decision by the factory leadership, effective immediately, Comrade Liu Dong, the broadcaster of the Publicity Department, will officially assume the duties of a sanitation worker at the steel rolling mill's clinic, in addition to fulfilling his primary duties as a broadcaster!

"From now on, if any colleague in the factory feels unwell, please go to the medical vehicle and look for Comrade Liu Dong; if you can't find him, you can come to the publicity department!"

He personally promoted the products and sold them himself.

The entire factory erupted in chaos:

"Wow! Really?"

"Liu Dong can also treat illnesses?"

"Nonsense! Someone who just reads from a script dares to prescribe medicine?"

"How old is he? Is he over twenty?"

The workshop was in complete chaos.

Liu Haizhong jumped onto the worktable, brandishing a wrench and shouting, "Don't believe him! He's a swindler! He examined my family and said I had lung cancer—but when I went to the hospital for a checkup, everything was fine!"

"He even predicted my wife wouldn't live more than two years! And what happened after the tests? She didn't even have a cold!"

Yi Zhonghai chimed in, adding insult to injury: "Yeah! He showed me his son's chest too, saying my heart was about to give out! But when they took the X-ray—my heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all perfectly healthy!"

"Isn't that infuriating?!"

"Shut up, all of you!!" the workshop foreman roared, his face dark. "Listen to the second instruction!"

Everyone immediately muted their microphones and pricked up their ears—

But the second one had already finished airing:

"All employees are urged to prioritize the needs of the nation, actively contribute ideas and suggestions, and do their utmost to complete the factory's production tasks!"

Those who make outstanding contributions will be given priority in applying for the "Advanced Individual" award!

"That concludes the broadcast. Wishing everyone good health and success in your work!"

……

The entire room fell silent for three seconds.

Then they all turned their heads to look at the loudspeaker—

"???" The entire workshop erupted in chaos!

What does this second notice mean?

What, they just awarded us "Advanced Individual"?

We haven't even heard what they're saying over the loudspeaker, and you're already announcing good news?

"Who heard me clearly?"

"What exactly were they saying?"

"I didn't hear a thing... It's all Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong's fault! Those two are like metalworkers, constantly buzzing!"

"Yes! It's those two!"

Workshop foreman Wang stomped his feet in anger, pointing his finger directly at them: "Master Yi, Master Liu—stirring up trouble, stirring up trouble, and creating conflict during work hours, each of you will have one yuan deducted!"