Doomsday Totem

Chapter 478

Ancient stories and heroic poems are told in the mouth of a strong man.Under the shade of the tree, the children sat around him, resting their faces on their dirty little hands, listening mesmerizingly.Fragments of sunlight scattered on the ground, a gust of wind blows gently, and the leaves rustle immediately, bringing a touch of coolness and comfort to this hot summer.

Although this strong man looks big and thick, his mind is surprisingly delicate, and he vividly portrays the tenacity and perseverance of the Salados, which makes people feel personally on the scene, and it is soul-stirring to hear.

"Okay, it's all over, go back and do your homework!" Half an hour later, the strong man finished telling the story, stood up with a pat on the buttocks, and yelled at the children in a rough voice.

"I still want to hear it." "Tell me another one." "We want to hear the story of Norses, the sword of the boundless." The children begged.

"No! You can only talk about one a day." The strong man said with a straight face.

"Woo..." "Wow!" "How stingy!" The children yelled dejectedly, but the strong man was unmoved.

"Brother Dali, tell us one more thing. We will vote for you in the factory director election three months later." One of the children suddenly had an idea and said.

"Yes, yes, Brother Dali, we all support you as the factory director." A child immediately echoed.

The brawny man was startled for a moment, then smiled and said, "You guys are big boys, do you have the right to vote?"

"We don't, but our parents do." "Yes! We let them all choose you." "Brother Dali, our whole family supports you." "My grandfather said that he will definitely choose you..." The children chattered.

But at this moment, the strong man's face suddenly darkened, and he said seriously: "Okay, okay, don't talk about this matter anymore!"

"Ah!" "Brother Dali..." "Why are you angry?" Seeing the strong man getting angry, the children subconsciously took a step back.

"Brothers, please remember that no matter who you choose in the future, it should be based on that person's character and ability, not on the relationship between him and you, understand!" the strong man said in a deep voice.

"Understood!" "Understood!" "Okay!" The children responded loudly.

"Just understand." The strong man smiled again, patted a child's head, gave a few more instructions, then turned and left.

A moment later, Tie Slag finished his soy milk and swallowed the remaining brown candy in one gulp, then clapped his hands, picked up the bag containing the brown candy, and returned to the office building along the same road.

As soon as he got downstairs, he saw Cang Haiya and Quinn waiting for him beside the jeep.

"What's wrong?" Tie Slag stepped forward and asked.

"We'll talk when we get back." As soon as they met, Cang Haiya greeted him to get into the car, and then Quinn stepped on the accelerator, and galloped away to the outside of the factory amidst a rumbling sound.

After returning to the guest room in the bar, Cang Haiya carefully closed the door, and then showed him a mysterious smile.

"What's the matter?" Tie Slag frowned and asked, he likes to go straight, and doesn't like this kind of mysterious feeling.

"Young man, be patient." Cang Haiya said with a smile.Then, from the beginning to the end, he detailed the whole story and what he had just learned.

It all started decades ago...

At that time, Chunqiu Heavy Industry was divided into two factions, commonly known as "reformers" and "conservatives".

The reformers dubbed the conservatives the "Shouguo faction", which means "holding the broken pot as a treasure"; while the conservatives dubbed the reformers the "surrender faction", which means "surrender to the powerful and powerful in Silver City".

Due to the exclusion and suppression of the mainstream society, Chunqiu Heavy Industry's orders have been very few.The World Congress regards them as "accomplices of the glorious remnant" and "potential threats". If their products were not of excellent quality, they might have been destroyed long ago.Even the price of Fenglin Volcano customized by the temple for the source of power is still under pressure.

For the sake of future development, the two factions continue to dispute, making the already difficult living environment worse and worse.

Just like that, Chunqiu Heavy Industry fell down, walked away, scattered...

A few months ago, Qi Yun, who had been studying in the western continent, suddenly returned to the factory with a female secretary and proposed to run for CEO.Lu Dali, who was originally in charge of the technology department, was preparing to be the next CEO, but was temporarily put on hold because of Qi Yun's return.

Qi Yun is the grandson of Qi Shengtian, and Lu Dali is the son of Lu Chengshan. They are both queen heroes and have a high reputation in the factory.However, Lu Dali grew up in the factory since he was a child, and the workers are very familiar with him.And Qi Yun left Fengkou Town in his teens to study in the western continent, and the workers knew nothing about him.

For the sake of fairness, the elders in the factory decided to let Qi Yun be the manager of the business department, let everyone observe for half a year, and then run against Lu Dali for CEO.However, Qi Yun's style of handling things and radical ideas made many people uncomfortable and even disgusted.

Gradually, Qi Yun became the object of support of the reformers, while Lu Dali became the object of support of the conservatives.

But in today's factories, most of the workers are conservative, and those who are reformers have already gone to other companies to make a living.Only those reformers who have a deep affection for Chunqiu Heavy Industry will stay, or those like Cang Haiya and Jiang Daya would rather work odd jobs at the bottom than go to other companies.

Therefore, Qi Yun has very few supporters.Moreover, the longer we spend together, the more inappropriate the elders think he is.Mr. Xue and Mr. Huang who came today are the elders of the reformist school, and they have clearly turned to Lu Dali.

Cang Haiya further analyzed that as long as Lu Dali is elected CEO, Chunqiu Heavy Industries can cooperate.Lu Dali is a real skilled worker, he is straightforward and has no fancy.If he is the CEO, I dare not say how good the quality is, but sincerity and trustworthiness, there must be no problem.

The election of the CEO was originally scheduled for three months later, but now that there is business, the elders decided to move it forward to tomorrow afternoon.

"Ah?" Tie Slag and Quinn said in amazement at the same time.

"Tomorrow afternoon, let's take a look at the big dining hall in the factory." Cang Haiya invited with a smile.

At 09:30 the next morning, the dining hall of Chunqiu Heavy Industry was full of people and workers who came to vote.

Before the election began, Tie Slag and Quinn walked in under the leadership of Cang Haiya.Looking around, this is a hall of tens of thousands of square meters, rectangular in shape, filled with rows of long stainless steel tables and plastic benches, stretching as far as the eye can see.Cang Haiya introduced that this large dining hall can accommodate 5000 people to eat at one time. In the heyday of Chunqiu Heavy Industry, a meal was divided into three groups.

Most of the workers wore light blue or light yellow canvas work clothes, and a few wore orange red.According to Cang Haiya's explanation, the light blue ones belong to the Mech Division, the light yellow ones belong to the Vehicle Division, and the orange ones belong to the Ordnance Division.

"Aunt Zhang, who do you choose?" "Of course it is Dali, how about you?" While eating melon seeds, they discussed.

"Big girl, who are you going to choose?" "Manager Qi~" "Why?" Behind Tie Slag, two young men and women were discussing in low voices.

"Young Master Qi, you look like a dog, how dare you come to the election?" "Think you've become an aristocrat after going to the Western Continent? You're not just a country bumpkin." "I see him, he reads up to his ass." "Haha, you guys are so stupid." "Everyone, please be polite, he is also Qi Shengtian's grandson, and he doesn't look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face." "That's what you should say, you don't know, How fierce is he when he scolds people." "Yes, I heard that a few days ago, Uncle Wu's daughter was scolded and cried by him." A group of young people were discussing, and the opinions seemed to be one-sided.

Listening to their conversation, Cang Haiya smiled, turned to Tie Slag and said, "It seems that the young people in the factory have not forgotten the tradition."

"Hmm." Tie Slag didn't know how to answer, so he nodded, agreeing.

Not long after, a hale and hearty old man climbed onto the podium made of long stainless steel tables and loudly announced the start of the campaign.The noisy venue immediately quieted down, and within three seconds, it became completely silent.Unexpectedly, these seemingly disruptive workers would have such a strong unity and coordination. Iron Slag couldn't help but take a high look at this ancient manufacturer.

The quality of the workers determines the fate of the factory.

He quickly noticed that although many workers were cracking melon seeds, peeling oranges, or eating various snacks, the ground was spotless.If you observe carefully, you will find that although the uniforms on them are old, they are all clean and neatly dressed.The men all have small crew cuts, and the women all have short hair that reaches the ears, energetic, simple and capable.

After a while, Qi Yun, wearing a formal suit, brand-name leather shoes, and shiny hair, came to the stage with a stack of thick speech papers.I saw him turning over handsomely and landed firmly on the stage.

"Hello, elders, seniors, and friends present here, I am Qi Yun, the grandson of Qi Shengtian..." Qi Yun said loudly, but did not get many voices.Not only that, but there were whispers of booing from the audience.

"Do you remember who you are?" "Please, don't discredit your grandpa." "You look like a profiteer no matter how you look at it, and you even put on oil on your hair. You're a real idiot."

Qi Yun ignored the booing people, looked at the manuscript intently, and continued: "Our Spring and Autumn Heavy Industry has reached the moment of life and death, and it is time to make some changes..."

"The efficiency of the past production model was too low, and the output was insufficient, which made our business miserable, and the arrogance of being self-styled made us lose the market..."

"Oh my God, he is denying the glory of his ancestors." "Changing what? Shouldn't we make cheap locomotives?" "Maybe household appliances..." "Why not children's toys?" Someone whispered.

"We have to let go of our pride and purchase advanced machine tools from Central Heavy Industries and Western Heavy Industries to improve production efficiency..."

"Sell the factory or sell yourself?" "Another person who wants to sell the shares." "Since the day he came back, he has been uneasy and kind..." "Let me just say, he had a good time in the western continent, why did he come back? "The workers talked a lot.

"We have to let go of our prejudices and strive for more partners, so as to get more orders..."

"I don't want to listen to him anymore!" "Why don't you sell your grandfather's ashes!" "Go back to the western continent! We will not be lackeys of the nobles of Silver City!" The whispered discussion gradually turned into a roar.

In less than 5 minutes of the speech, Qi Yun was kicked out of the stage by angry workers. Several people even lifted up plastic benches to hit him. Fortunately, the elders stopped him in time, otherwise he would have suffered a bloody head on the spot.

Immediately afterwards, amidst warm cheers, Lu Dali walked out from the crowd and stood on the podium.

"Brothers and sisters, uncles and aunts, hello!" Lu Dali shouted loudly, and the audience suddenly erupted.

"Dili Dali! Power is infinite!" "Da Dali, we support you!" "Brother Dali, come on!" "Dali Dali! Power is infinite!"

(End of this chapter)