The cannon fodder female supporting role stirs up trouble in period literature

Hua Rendong had nothing to do these days, so she would go to the Hua family from time to time. When she heard that Hua Jianshe wanted to set up a private factory, she was silent.

Although Hua Rendong knew that private business would be encouraged by the end of this year, setting up a private factory was a big deal, and it seemed that it would take a few more years for private enterprises to appear.

But Hua Jianshe has such an idea and ability, so he really needs to be encouraged. Hua Rendong plans to go ask someone about it first.

Given her current status, it is not a big deal for her family to set up a factory. At most, they can just use a public name to do so.

As for the funding issue that Hua Jianshe was worried about, it was not a big deal. She had everything she needed now, especially money. She wouldn't say how much she had, but a few million was no big deal.

Three days later, Hua Jianshe was still living a boring life of drinking tea and reading newspapers at the unit. Suddenly, Hua Rendong came to him, stuffed a thick stack of papers into his arms, and handed him a bunch of keys. Hua Jianshe couldn't believe it. The spare parts factory he had been thinking about was now his.

"Erhua, how much does this cost?"

Hua Rendong shook her head, "I didn't spend any money, but the factory owed tens of thousands of yuan before. These debts will be yours from now on."

Hua Jianshe didn't even frown when he heard this. He patted his chest and assured, "I'll leave it to uncle!"

After saying this, Hua Jianshe went to his leader with great confidence to apply for the transfer order.

Comrade Hua, who was originally from the Beijing Automobile Factory, suddenly became the director of the Beijing Seventh Parts Factory.

Although it was under the name of a public enterprise, this was indeed a factory owned by only one person, Hua Jianshe. Although he had a debt of tens of thousands of yuan as soon as he got the factory, as long as he regarded this debt as an investment in buying the factory, Hua Jianshe still felt that he had made a profit.

The next morning, Hua Jianshe rode his bicycle to the Seventh Parts Factory located in the suburbs of Beijing. He took a tour of the factory. Apart from the old man in the message room at the entrance, he only saw a dog wandering around the factory.

But the equipment in the factory was pretty good. Hua Jianshe was very satisfied with it. He went to the message room to chat with the gatekeeper, Uncle Liu. He didn't know that this would be the future director of the parts factory, but Uncle Liu was very enthusiastic.

"Comrade, please sit down and have some tea. Ever since the previous person embezzled all the money from the factory, no one has come to work. We owe tens of thousands. How much do you think tens of thousands is? Anyway, I, an old man, can't even imagine that I can earn that much in my lifetime."

Hua Jianshe thought about it. It was not before he had seen tens of thousands of dollars. When he first came to Beijing, he and Zhou Laiying also sold goods with Zhou Laifu. That was Erhua’s daily income.

Even now that he and Zhou Laiying are both working, they would occasionally go over to help when they are free. Erhua would pay one thousand yuan for each help, or tens of thousands of yuan. That's probably how much he would get if he helped dozens of times.

But Hua Jianshe would not say it out loud, and he joined Uncle Liu in expressing shock.

Uncle Liu was satisfied with his performance, which was even more shocking than his own. As expected, there were people who were more ignorant than him. He talked about the current situation in the factory. Hua Jianshe listened carefully and found out who stole the iron from the factory and sold it to the scrap yard.

Although those were things that happened before he took over, now that the factory is his, he certainly can't just let it go if anyone touches his things.

After asking around, Hua Jianshe rode his bicycle back home. In the afternoon, Grandpa Liu received a call, saying that the factory workers were asked to return to work tomorrow.

Uncle Liu was shocked. How could the factory continue to operate after being sold at such a low price? I don't know which fool took over the position of the new factory director. He took over such a mess at the beginning. It will be difficult for him to carry out his work in the future.

Fortunately, most of the workers in the factory lived in the nearby family quarters. Once the factory's loudspeaker was turned on, those who lived nearby got the news. Then the news spread from one to ten, and from ten to a hundred, and finally everyone arrived early the next morning.

But soon, the workers who came found that in addition to them, there were many more workers in tank tops in the factory today. After being taken around the factory by a strange man, they stood next to the factory gate.

When the gatekeeper, Mr. Liu, saw the men wearing those big hats, he was dumbfounded. Wasn't this his good friend from yesterday morning? Why was he wearing a big hat?

Thinking of what he said yesterday, Uncle Liu lowered his head silently. No matter what, he couldn't let those people in the factory know what he said yesterday.

Soon, all the workers in the factory arrived and gathered at the factory gate. Hua Jianshe made a table for himself, moved the broadcasting equipment out of the broadcasting room, stood on the table and started the broadcasting on the first day in the factory.

"Comrades, I am the director who will take over the Seventh Parts Factory. My last name is Hua. You can call me Director Hua, Old Hua, Comrade Hua, Hua Jianshe... In short, from now on we are a family."

After he finished speaking, there was sparse applause from the workers, and it was obvious that they no longer had any hope for the future of the factory.

Hua Jianshe didn't care and continued, "Here, let me introduce myself. I am an eighth-level lathe operator from the Beijing Automobile Factory. I may not have enough experience in managing a factory, but I definitely have technical ability. As far as I know, since the factory closed down, most of the technical talents in our factory have been poached by other factories. The highest level of those who are willing to stay and live and die with the factory is the fifth-level worker.

Comrades, in this city of Beijing where there are many Level 7 workers, Level 5 workers are the top talents in our factory. Don’t you feel any pressure in your heart?”

This provocative remark really made the workers feel a little unfair. Someone shouted, "Director Hua, this is not anyone else's fault. Everyone wants to move up. Our factory is finished. Who among the capable people is willing to stay and wait for death?"

Hua Jianshe smiled at the man, raised his hand to calm the people below, and continued: "I understand everyone's feelings, and I'm not complaining. Since everyone has chosen to stay, I, as the new factory director, have the responsibility to lead everyone to make the factory bigger and stronger.

I didn't mean to attack anyone by saying those things before. We all know that pressure brings motivation. I am an eighth-level worker, but I have trained several seventh-level workers since I was an apprentice. Not to mention the old workers in our factory, I believe I can train the third, fourth and fifth-level workers to the seventh-level as quickly as possible. I just don't know if you have this confidence?"

The people below looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally one of them said loudly: "Director, I am a level 4 worker. As long as you are willing to teach me, I am confident that I can meet your requirements as quickly as possible!"

Hua Jianshe looked at the man and said, "Very good! What's your name?"

The man shouted: "Director, my name is Xu Qifeng!"

Hua Jianshe smiled and nodded, "Okay! Xu Qifeng, I'll remember you!"

After that, he turned to the people below and asked, "Is there anyone else who has the same confidence as Comrade Xu Qifeng?"

Immediately, several people below raised their voices and said, "I, Zhang Guicai, have confidence!"

"I, Peng Yuejin, have confidence!"

"I, Chen Daming, have confidence!"

"I……"

For a moment, the inspiring voice resounded throughout the entire parts factory!