Jiang Ling feels very sorry for the members of the literary and artistic propaganda team.
You know, this is a team she led single-handedly.
It can be said that she spent a lot of effort to select the baby bumps from all the employees in the factory.
Daily training is already very hard, but Cao Weidong actually has to train even harder?
What to do if the team members are exhausted?
So Jiang Ling completely exploded.
She took the training plan customized by Cao Weidong and angrily argued with Cao Weidong.
Seeing that he could not escape, Cao Weidong could only tell the truth.
He told all about his chance encounter with a middle-aged man, who said he wanted to visit a cultural performance, and his guess about the middle-aged man's identity.
Jiang Ling's eyes widened.
My breathing is a little quick.
"You mean, that leader also wants to come to our party?"
"I just said it was possible. After all, the leader was busy with everything, and the other person just mentioned it casually."
Cao Weidong smiled bitterly.
"But...what if he comes?"
Yes.
What if it really comes?
If this cultural performance was still an internal performance in the steel rolling mill, Cao Weidong would not increase the amount of training at all.
Even if there are flaws during the performance, he will accept it calmly.
After all, this is a young team that has just been formed.
Everyone has no experience.
Mistakes are understandable.
However, if that leader really appears in the audience, even if it is only for a small period of time.
The nature of this cultural performance has also changed.
As the general person in charge, Cao Weidong does not allow his team to make any mistakes.
What should I do if I have no experience?
Training!
Increase intensity of training!
Train all actions, lines, and processes into physical instincts!
He even typed up a report.
I plan to apply to Factory Director Li and request that the members of the literary and artistic propaganda team be temporarily separated from the production sequence of the steel rolling mill and concentrate on rehearsing the program.
Jiang Ling was silent for a few minutes.
She crumpled the training plan drafted by Cao Weidong into a ball, and then said sadly.
"Director Cao, you are so stupid!"
Cao Weidong: "???"
He thought Jiang Ling didn't understand the seriousness of the matter. Just when he was about to explain, he saw Jiang Ling turned around and walked back to the training ground.
"Director Cao, you are still too conservative. If you ask me, the training intensity of these brats should be at least doubled."
As Jiang Ling walked, she picked up a branch as thick as her thumb and said quietly.
"When heaven is about to entrust a great responsibility to the people here, they must first stretch their muscles and bones and body skin so that they dare not be lazy..."
"Little guys, let me see where your limits are?"
After a while.
There was a howl of ghosts and wolves in the staff activity room.
But it was quickly suppressed by Jiang Ling.
Cao Weidong shuddered unconsciously.
Otherwise, don’t mess with women.
If women become ruthless, men will have nothing to do with them.
With Jiang Ling watching over the training, Cao Weidong was very relieved.
He took out the application form he had prepared in advance and walked to the deputy director's office.
As long as Director Li nods, the friends from the literary and artistic propaganda team can train during the day.
I stood at the door of Director Li’s office and knocked several times.
No one responded at the door.
Instead, it alarmed a clerk in the office next to it.
This sweet-looking girl with two dimples in her smile kindly reminded her.
"Director Li was called over by Director Yang early in the morning. If you have nothing urgent, you can come back tomorrow."
"How long has he been gone?"
"It's been quite a long time, about two hours, right?"
The little girl tilted her head and thought for a while before giving an ambiguous answer.
"Thank you."
Cao Weidong thanked him.
Walk towards the factory director's office on the other side of the corridor.
The application must be implemented today.
Otherwise, another day will be wasted.
Knocking on the door of Factory Director Yang's office, he saw the two factory directors sitting on the sofa, respectful and humble.
Sitting across from them was a strange man.
Several people seemed to be talking about something.
Seeing someone come in, the strange man replied in a formulaic manner.
"You also have work to do, so I'll stop here first. In short, you must pay attention to details."
"Yes, yes, yes...please rest assured, leader."
A strange man passed by Cao Weidong.
Suddenly stopped.
He looked at Cao Weidong and asked suddenly: "Are you Cao Weidong?"
Cao Weidong was stunned for a moment and nodded.
"It's me, comrade, I don't know who you are?"
The strange man had a smile on his face, patted Cao Weidong on the shoulder, said "Good job", and then turned around and left.
Cao Weidong was left confused.
He turned around and looked at the two factory directors. Just as he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Director Yang.
"Xiao Cao, come here and sit down. You can tell us about the performance team first."
Director Yang’s face was shining with excitement, and he spoke with energy.
This kind of unfolding and reaction...
Cao Weidong's mind was racing, and an idea suddenly came to his mind.
Maybe it has something to do with the leader's participation in the art performance.
So he said tentatively.
"The situation of our performance team...is not very good."
"What?"
Director Yang immediately became anxious.
"What's going on? Tell me more about it?"
"Director Yang, our performance team is poor. The costumes and props are all brought by the team members from their own homes. Not only are they worn out, but some of them are seriously ill-fitting, which greatly affects the performance."
Cao Weidong already knew it.
He quietly crumpled the application into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket, and then continued to cry about poverty.
"The team members train very intensively. They don't have enough to eat in the cafeteria and have no energy during training..."
"The stage is also a big problem. Up to now, the factory has not decided on the stage area, let alone the stage layout, equipment layout, and the dressing rooms for the team members..."
"The other thing is that the training time is too short..."
Cao Weidong listed a dozen questions in one breath.
Director Yang had cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
After hearing this, he even despaired of his own art performance.
What would that leader think if he were at a steel rolling mill and saw such a performance?
He was already trembling a little.
Factory Manager Li next to him slapped the table and said decisively.
"Xiao Cao, if the literary and art propaganda team lacks anything, you make a list and report it. If it needs money, give it money. If it needs people, give it people. If it needs training time, give it training time. In short, our factory will definitely support it!"
"Yes! In short, we have only one request, which is to make this cultural performance a success."
Director Yang echoed.
At this moment, the two factory directors reached a rare agreement.
Cao Weidong patted his chest with confidence.
"I'm going to make a list right now. As long as the support is in place, I promise not to fail this cultural performance."
Cao Weidong happily walked out of the factory director's office. He was thinking about how to kill the factory director when he suddenly felt the light in front of him change, and then he seemed to bump into someone.
He immediately looked up.
I immediately felt happy when I saw it.
Xu Qingying sat on the ground with disheveled hair, looking extremely embarrassed.