Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

If you become biased, some things will become more difficult to handle.

In Director Wang's view, the problem lies in this rule. Times are changing and the country is making great efforts to reform, but they are still using the old policies from the past.

If you refurbish an old shell, the final product will only be the same thing.

Strict regulations, cumbersome procedures, and inhumane policies are the real reasons for this situation.

Factory Director Wang wasn't actually going to sue anyone; if he were to, he wouldn't even have a name to sue.

After all, the higher-ups just say, "After discussion, it is not approved." Who has the right to ask who refused to approve it? Tell me, "Wouldn't that be asking for trouble?"

He just wanted the minister to know how difficult it was for subordinates to get things done these days, and how those old rules were no longer keeping up with the needs of today's development.

Beep beep~

An unfamiliar car horn sounded outside the door, snapping Old Wang out of his reverie. "They're here."

After only glancing at the license plate, Old Wang hurriedly put down his teacup and ran outside, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the big boss.

"Boss, the products produced in our workshop have a certain reputation throughout the country and even the world. These fine textiles are regarded as art-like luxury goods abroad..."

Listening to the workshop director's boastful introduction, Yang Jianguo smiled with satisfaction, which made the other party even more enthusiastic, and he kept talking non-stop.

No matter how much they praise it, they never mention the details of the product reform, who set the direction, who did the design, or how to open up channels.

Every time this topic comes up, the only phrase is, "Through everyone's efforts."

In the director's view, top leaders always focus on results, and there's no need to waste their precious time on those messy little details.

If everything has to be done by the leaders, what's the point of having these people?

"Very good. I am pleased to see that you are willing to take the initiative to change. I believe my comrades will feel the same way, and will be proud of you."

Yang Jianguo's praise made the director feel dizzy and lightheaded, as if he were about to float up to the clouds and dance with the troupe.

"Now, can you introduce the key person who made all of this possible?"

bang~

The director, who was about to float away from the clouds, was struck down to earth by a giant hammer.

"Ah, um... sir, what are you referring to?"

While the other party was still trying to bluff their way through, Yang Jianguo had already called out, "Director Wang, where is he? I heard before I came that this comrade is supposedly a relative of mine."

"Maybe we were family decades ago, ah... haha..."

Yang Jianguo laughed loudly. He was kind and gentle, just like the kind old man that children love most in every community.

If I had more gray hair and got a little older...

But the others couldn't manage a smile; they could only manage a forced, bitter smile that was even uglier than crying, their eyes filled with worry as they looked at each other.

Of course, some people are gloating, appearing to be innocent bystanders.

But in Yang Jianguo's eyes, none of these people were innocent.

While they stand by and watch, they have already chosen to stand on the same side as the oppressors.

In a sense, they were just a little less courageous than the perpetrators.

Yang Jianguo could understand that some people, as they get older, have more concerns and considerations, and have lost their former courage and sense of justice.

Of course, some people call it recklessness.

But in Yang Jianguo's view, it is this recklessness that brings about change, and it is this recklessness that gives ordinary people the courage to break through their fears.

If everyone is as calm as a machine, what hope is there for this world?

"Sir, I know where Yang Tiejun is."

The sudden sound made Yang Jianguo's eyes light up. 'It seems my previous judgment was wrong; there aren't only beneficiaries and cowards here.'

That young face, flushed red with suppressed emotion, gave Yang Jianguo a glimmer of hope…

It seems there are still some reckless men here.

Under the guidance of Comrade He Hongxia, Yang Jianguo met Yang Tiejun, who was engrossed in painting in his office.

He was thin, wore thick glasses, had somewhat messy hair, and his cleanly starched collar was badly worn.

"Yang Tiejun, the big leader has come to see you."

Seeing that he was so engrossed in the blueprints that he didn't notice the person coming, He Hongxia couldn't help but remind him.

"Huh, what kind of leader?"

Because Yang Jianguo's visit was a surprise, many people were unaware that the minister had come to inspect the area, including Yang Tiejun, who was focused solely on his creative work.

Factory Director Wang, who was following behind, saw all of this. His honest expression and the bewilderment in his eyes made him shake his head inwardly.

Yang Tiejun's downfall was due to his excessive honesty!

Chapter 769 Prevarication, Determination

"Tiejun, this is Yang Jianguo, Minister Yang. A high-ranking leader from the Ministry of Industry. You always said you wanted to learn from him."

Yang Tiejun adjusted his glasses, finally confirming his identity. He stood up abruptly, slamming the chair to the ground with a thud. He was so agitated that he bumped into the table, completely forgetting that there was a table in front of him.

"Comrade Yang Tiejun, don't get agitated. Let's talk things out slowly, haha..."

Yang Jianguo grasped his excited hand, seeing that his whole body was trembling, and patted him on the shoulder to comfort him and tell him to calm down before talking.

"Sir, I...I really didn't expect to meet you in person, I...you...you..."

Yang Tiejun was so excited that he was incoherent; the thrill of meeting his idol was indescribable.

"Don't worry, we've already seen it."

Yang Jianguo looked around and joked, "How about that? Disappointed, aren't you? Just an ordinary person with two eyes and one nose, ah~ haha..."

“No, absolutely not.” Yang Tiejun waved his hands repeatedly. “How could you be an ordinary person? You are my idol and my role model.”

"I have always looked up to you and hope that one day I can contribute more to the country like you."

"Then you've already done it."

Yang Tiejun waved his hand awkwardly, lowered his head in shame, and said, "My contribution is nothing compared to yours."

"Tiejun, you think you can compete with the big leaders? You're dreaming."

"Hahaha……"

When teased like that, Yang Tiejun scratched his head shyly, "Oh, I was just saying. Who dares to compare their contributions with the big boss?"

Yang Jianguo chuckled and said, "What's there to compare in terms of contributions? Are there any differences in size? Alright, let's stop flattering each other and get down to business."

Yang Jianguo's trip was not for any superficial business project involving mutual flattery.

He wanted to hear Yang Tiejun, the person involved, tell him exactly how this issue was handled.

He knew that staffing was a long-standing problem, a huge issue that had existed for thousands of years, not just now.

However, once any organization becomes large, it must avoid harboring corruption and malpractices, a point he has emphasized countless times.

However, Yang Jianguo was unsure whether such blatant exclusion of those who actually did the work meant that there might be some incompetent bastards planted inside, but he needed an answer right now.

"Sir, it's not that we're unwilling to give Comrade Yang Tiejun a permanent position... it's just that this matter is difficult..."

“It’s difficult. Everyone complains that what they do is difficult, this is difficult, that is difficult... So, just because it’s difficult, does that mean you shouldn’t do it?”

Yang Jianguo didn't want to hear these excuses. He had heard them too many times and could already guess what the other party was going to say next.

It's simply that there are limited spots available, and there are many outstanding talents. Yang Tiejun has made contributions, but others have also made contributions. They couldn't do anything about being eliminated from the selection process.

But could Yang Jianguo not know whether he was truly powerless?

The staffing quota is limited, but we simply can't spare a talent like Yang Tiejun, who can generate benefits for the entire factory and help it transform and keep up with the times.

no it's not...

He dares to say that if he were to ask for a relative to fill a position, he could free up not just one, but ten positions immediately.

There's no need to wait until the next day; it can be resolved right now, in at most an hour.

Why is this happening? It's only been a short time, and they've already forgotten the lesson. When will these people truly understand the meaning of the two mouths under the character for "official"?

Why can't they understand that this is where the people's hearts are? This is where the people's hearts are!

"lead……"

Listening to these people repeatedly spouting official jargon and making excuses, using discipline and rules to shirk their responsibilities in various ways, I felt disgusted.

Yang Jianguo has lost the desire to communicate. The only lesson humanity has learned from history is that it never learns anything. This statement is absolutely true.

So he decided to do nothing and just watch them perform.

After touring the factory and giving a brief speech to the workers, Yang Jianguo said that today's itinerary was over.

It was clear that when he announced his departure, many of his coworkers showed sincere reluctance on their faces, but also a hint of disappointment in their eyes.

Have even top leaders become like them, starting to care about the gains and losses of power?

Yes, it's not easy for a high-ranking leader to offend so many colleagues for the sake of one worker, since his orders still need to be carried out by those below.

On the contrary, Yang Tiejun, the person involved, was particularly frank, saying, "Thank you for coming to see me. This is very important to me... You've worked hard today."

"Comrade Yang Tiejun."

Standing in front of the car door, Yang Jianguo grasped his hand and pressed down hard, just once.

Then, without saying anything, he left.

Watching the car drive away, Yang Tiejun looked down at his hand, still hanging in mid-air, and wondered, 'Am I overthinking things?'

"Tiejun, don't be disappointed."

The deputy factory director came over, patted Yang Tiejun on the shoulder, and said with a half-smile, "Now that the big leader is here, your problem will definitely be solved soon, and the factory leaders will also actively discuss it."

Yang Tiejun nodded absentmindedly, and the deputy factory director assumed that he was just sad because he hadn't gotten the answer he wanted, and sauntered away with a slightly smug air.

Today is truly a wonderful day; we should go have a couple of drinks to celebrate...

I heard that the fourth brother killed a bear yesterday. Steamed bear paws are a real delicacy!

Yang Jianguo didn't say a word all the way home. The driver could tell he was in a bad mood, so he tried to slow down and keep the car steady, hoping to cheer up his boss.

squeak~

The car stopped in front of the gate, and the driver opened the door and asked him to get out, saying, "Sir, please take care."

"Don't worry about me, I'm in great health..." Yang Jianguo replied with a smile, then said, "Come pick me up at 6 a.m. tomorrow to go to the ministry. Remember to eat a good meal, there will be a lot of places to visit tomorrow."

Something big is about to happen, the driver thought to himself, silently nodded in agreement, and made arrangements for the time.

Yang Jianguo stood in front of the gate, straightened his clothes, then wiped away the fatigue and disappointment from his face and walked into the house with a smile.

"Yingzi, let's not cook today, let's go out to eat..."

Chapter 770 Love, a Second-Best Option

"Why do you insist on going out to eat? What's making you so happy?"

Sitting in the back row of the parallel bars, with one arm around the man's waist, Yingzi, whose temples were already streaked with gray, smiled broadly.

Anything that makes her man happy is a good thing to her.

In recent years, he has been smiling less and less, while the wrinkles on his forehead have been increasing.

Although he is physically strong and has plenty of energy.

But every night, Yingzi would get up and see him sitting at his desk, looking worried, or writing furiously, feeling helpless with no way to express his passion.

She felt sorry for her man and indignant on his behalf.

He never spoke of the grievances in his heart, but Yingzi, his wife, understood everything. He was afraid of letting down the efforts of his predecessors, the expectations of his old leaders, and the entrustment of his coworkers. He was even more afraid of betraying his ambitions and ideals.

The more I do, the more I fear, and the more I feel that time is running out...

Sometimes, when Yingzi watched his hurried figure, she really wanted to tell him to stop and rest, even if it was just to sit on the bench for a little while.

It has indeed been a while since I last took her out to eat on my bike.

"I'm just happy. What do I want to eat? Hot pot, roast duck, or maybe I should go to Zhuzi's place and order a couple of dishes."