I saw off Senior Brother Xiao Cai. For a long time, I felt a little uncomfortable when I was at work. I didn’t have a close friend to chat and communicate. I was chatting in my heart, and I always felt that there was something missing.

On the night we saw off to Senior Brother Xiao Cai, we drank very late at the Hongwei Hotel. Everyone clinked glasses with Senior Brother Xiao Cai, saying auspicious words of blessings, but their hearts were filled with an indescribable emotion, whether it was jealousy, envy, worry, or whether it was unwilling to let us know. At that time, none of us could figure it out. Later, everyone was drunk, and Pang Ya and the waiter came to urge us many times because they were about to get off work. I don’t remember whether Qin Dabao and his wife had scarred Aunt Cao, and did not give us a 15% discount. I only remember that I helped Senior Brother Xiao Cai and walked to the intersection before the pony sculpture, and vomited. What we had come out of our stomachs was sprayed on the base of the pony sculpture, making Deputy Secretary Wang’s curved golden inscriptions covered with an unpleasant and fishy smell of wine.

After Qingming Festival, as the weather warmed day by day, various light, strong and bright chemical fiber cloths suddenly appeared on the market. The cloth tickets they didn't need to be supplied, and all the people in the city and the countryside could buy them at will, and immediately became popular goods. However, those cotton fabrics that were originally popular began to be unsold. The 21 cotton yarn and cotton cloth produced by our factory were in short supply in the past, but now because the country no longer allocated them, few people were interested in the market. They began to gather more and more in the warehouses, and almost all piled up like mountains.

As an ordinary employee, although we still go to get off work and get off work, we feel less and less at ease when we see the market conditions, with the ever-decreasing salary. Just when everyone was anxious, the eldest son of the Nanmanzi Factory, Hou, went to the south to inspect again, and soon after, he returned in a hurry. This time he brought good news to everyone, not the results of the investigation, but to get back a batch of snow-white and gentle chemical fiber cotton. After many days of preparation, we can finally start spinning chemical fiber yarn and weaving chemical fiber cloth.

Because it is related to the life and death of the entire cotton mill, and to the future job, and with the lessons of the failure of the last time the weaving workshop tested corduroy, no one dared to take it lightly this time. Even the lazy and casual people on weekdays became nervous. The factory and the workshop held a mobilization meeting, from the factory director Nanman Laohou, to the factory director Tong, to the workshop followers, and to the senior squad leader Xu Changjiu, who made his statements and implemented them at all levels. Everyone seemed to have put in full force to get this done.

Because we had done the equipment debugging in the early stage, there were no twists and turns in this trial production. A few days later, we produced qualified products. The factory elder Hou brought Xiao Li's uncle, Deputy Secretary Li and others to our front spinning workshop and gave condolences to each team. When they came to our safeguard class, we had just been tired for a day and were about to get off work. They were all sweating profusely and had no time to change their work clothes.

The follower took the lead in pushing open the door, nodding and bowing, and greeting Lao Hou and his party. Squad leader Xu hurriedly stood up, and a bunch of Mao Xiaoli took the lead in applauding, but no one followed, making the atmosphere look a little weird.

"Director Hou knew that everyone had tried the new product in such a short time. He was very happy. Today, he led the factory leaders to come to express his condolences to everyone. The work of the preservation class is very important. In order to try the new product, everyone worked overtime, not afraid of hardship or fatigue, and debugged the equipment very well, making our trial production work successful. Next, we ask Director Hou to say a few words to you." Director Tong's sharp voice echoed in the room, which seemed very harsh for a moment.

"Everyone welcome--" The follower slapped hard, but there were still few people following him. He stared at Squad Leader Xu with dissatisfaction.

Lao Hou seemed to not care about everyone's coldness. He waved his flexible forearms and used a rude Mandarin to fight his bulging thin neck with blue veins and protruding blue veins, and said excitedly: "For the past few days, we have worked hard. We have now adapted to market demand and spinned out chemical fiber yarn. This has finally achieved upgrades in the history of our yarn mill. The reform has begun to show its results and deserves good celebration. In the future, we must continue to work hard to revive our strength and let our company go to a higher level in the journey of 'Four Modernizations'."

"Everyone applauds! Everyone..." Before Lao Hou finished speaking, Squad Leader Xu shouted loudly.

Squad Leader Xu was only halfway through his words. As soon as Xiao Li and his other clapping hands were raised, Fatty Zhang took a step forward and asked Lao Hou in a voice: "Director Hou, we can't control whether you regain your strength or not. We workers are thinking about our own salary and bonuses. Give me a good word. Now we have worked hard, tried hard, and the experiment has been successful, and the chemical fiber yarn has been spinned out. How much money can we give this month?"

Fatty Zhang's sudden question made Lao Hou extremely embarrassed. Director Tong and the follower's faces were a little unhappy. The follower whispered: "Lao Zhang, you are an old employee, why are you so unqualified? The leader is here to comfort us. You don't know the production situation in the factory now. Aren't you embarrassed everyone?"

"What's the embarrassment about you? We have old men and young men, and we have to support a family. If we can't get full salary every month, we are ashamed of our family, so we are embarrassed?" Master Huang did not buy a follower account, and also stood up and echoed Fatty Zhang.

With someone taking the lead, everyone immediately started talking and shouting. Director Tong, the follower, was sweating in a hurry. Squad Leader Xu kept bowing to everyone and asked everyone to calm down first, but in the face of real interests, no one paid attention to them, and even Xiao Li started shouting. I glanced at Deputy Secretary Li who was huddling behind the crowd, and looked like he was not concerned about himself, and a gloating expression slipped between his eyebrows.

"Everyone is quiet! Everyone is quiet!" Factory Chief Hou's face turned pale, like an old monkey who had eaten chili peppers, screaming, "As long as everyone works hard to complete our production tasks this month, I guarantee that everyone's salary will return to the past and give more bonuses."

Everyone heard the old monkey's screams at the top of their lungs, and after a moment of smile, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted.

"Director Hou Yingming--"

"Long live Director Hou--"

"Director Hou is great——"

"Director Hou, you are the Monkey King--"

"What are you talking nonsense? How can you compare to the factory director like this? The Monkey King is a demon monkey." Director Tong scolded Xiao Li dissatisfied.

"Our factory director is surnamed Hou, and he is the monster monkey in the sky who can make trouble." Everyone ignored Director Tong and continued to cheer.

The follower wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and while everyone was cheering, he gave Squad Leader Xu a wink, quickly protected Director Hou and others who were still waving to everyone frequently, and hurriedly turned around and stepped out of the door.

We have to pay the full salary and also have a bonus. Such good news quickly spread throughout the factory. On the way off work, in the bathroom where we were bathing, people were talking excitedly. Many people really believed in the old monkey's promise and had new visions for the future.

Today, Xiaozhuang was taken to work by Sister Hong again, so I didn't have to rush back. After taking a shower after get off work, I thought about going to the reading room to read a book for a while. Mabang had been transferred through relationships and said she had gone to the newly established county library. The new administrator was a young girl in the weaver room. The staff in the weaver room were temporarily suspended. She didn't know what the relationship was, but she was re-arranged here.

In the early spring evening, the temperature difference is relatively large. The sun has not yet set and the temperature has dropped. When I came to the reading room, there were no one else except the new administrator. I greeted her, took a few newly arrived magazines, sat down and read them.

"Do you know my cousin?" The administrator started chatting with me.

"Your cousin? Who is she?" I replied in an unknown way, my eyes still in the magazine.

"Xiao Guo from the Cultural Center." The administrator replied casually.

After hearing her words, I was shocked. I looked up and looked at it carefully. There was a bit of modern Xiao Guo's shadow in the girl's appearance: "We met when my master took me to the cultural center."

The little girl was probably the same as Mamabian back then. It was boring to stay here alone, so she had nothing to say: "I heard that Director Hou went to you today?"

"Yes, we're going to give us a bonus." I lowered my eyes again, and an article on the self-taught youth in the magazine attracted me.

"Don't believe him. He told us this way, but then there was nothing. Now we are all laid off, so we will give us more than ten yuan in living expenses." The little girl stared at her round eyes that looked like Xiao Guo, and suddenly raised her voice.

"You didn't succeed in the experiment and didn't weave corduroy. Now we spin chemical fiber yarn, which is different." I explained to the little girl with a smile.

"Is it our reason why we didn't weave corduroy? No one can weave such equipment. I don't know these situations in my heart. I heard from people privately that he actually used our factory equipment to train people for a small factory in the south. The people who came to our workshop said that they were southern technicians, but they actually didn't have any skills, so we were teaching them." The little girl shouted dissatisfied.
Chapter completed!