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Chapter 179 Seizing Power

 Jiang Ling lowered her head to study the roster in her hand without even raising her eyelids.

"Ding Qiunan asked for leave."

"What's the reason?"

"The reason is probably stomachache."

"How long please."

"I didn't say, it should be after the new year."

Jiang Ling said indifferently.

I didn’t care at all about Xu Qingying’s angry eyes.

With her background, she doesn’t feel embarrassed at all about the director of the Women’s Federation.

Last night, Cao Weidong told them that he was no longer in charge of the cultural performance. At that time, many team members became emotional.

This morning, they saw the punishment report of Cao Weidong from the factory committee leader on the bulletin board.

The position has been reduced.

Xu Qingying will be in charge of the cultural performance project.

There were several old men in the team who were from the factory. When they mentioned Xu Qingying’s glorious history, the team members immediately exploded.

How can this woman compare with Cao Weidong?

It can be said that the literary and art propaganda team cannot do without Cao Weidong.

From the establishment of the New Year's Art Performance, to the establishment of the art publicity team, to the screenwriting and rehearsal of each program, it is all Cao Weidong's contribution.

He is the well-deserved core of the literary and art propaganda team.

To put it more simply.

They are a group of soldiers, and Cao Weidong is the marshal.

Now they are about to go into battle, and the superiors suddenly replaced them with a marshal who knew nothing, the machine gun was replaced by a box gun, and the body armor was replaced by a basket vest...

What a hell if this military morale can be stable.

So the team members got together and strongly demanded an explanation from Director Yang.

Give me an explanation?

Haha.

I really have a lot to think about.

Director Yang didn't even show his face and asked the factory secretary to send them away.

Some of the more impatient people quit the art propaganda team on the spot, saying that they would no longer participate.

Among them is Ding Qiunan.

Although she wanted to sing "Workers' Hymn" for all the factory workers, she still resolutely chose to leave the literary and art propaganda team.

Jiang Ling feels very sorry.

Ding Qiunan is really suitable to sing this song.

And she knew that opportunities would come every day for Mr. Jiang to sneak into the staff activity room behind Cao Weidong's back and instruct Ding Qiunan on singing skills.

Under the guidance of Mr. Jiang, Ding Qiunan's singing level improved like a rocket.

"Hey, someone else has to sing this song."

Jiang Ling has a headache.

Finding the right candidate is not easy.

At this moment, Xu Qingying made a decision.

"Ding Qiunan will leave as soon as he leaves. The song "Workers' Hymn" is well written. I'll find someone to sing it."

Jiang Ling frowned: "It's difficult to sing "Worker's Hymn", is your choice good enough?"

Xu Qingying guarantees: "There is absolutely no problem, they are all professionals. I will find someone tomorrow."

Jiang Ling looked at Xu Qingying suspiciously.

After thinking about it for a while, I finally nodded and agreed.

I thought to myself, Xu Qingying has been the director of the Women's Federation for such a long time, how can she know a few young girls who are good at singing? Maybe she can really have good recommendations?

"Director Xu, there is one more thing. Director Cao said that the factory asked us to make demands for our stage, costumes and props..."

"It's up to you."

Xu Qingying directly interrupted Jiang Ling: "You do it, I fully support it."

Damn it!

Jiang Ling's eyebrows were beating with anger.

This is obviously just trying to be lazy.

If it weren't for the fact that she is the deputy director of the Propaganda Department and managing the art propaganda team is her job, she would have run away long ago.

After being sulky for a long time, Jiang Ling stood up with the roster, gathered the team members together, and began to arrange today's training plan.



"Wait, you're just rehearsing like this?"

Xu Qingying interrupted Jiang Ling with a look of shock.

Jiang Ling frowned: "We have always done this before, is there any problem?"

Xu Qingying said.

"It's too problematic. It's wrong for you to train like this. Moreover, the show has no intention and is not relevant to the theme. I suggest that we make a big show together."

The more Xu Qingying talked, the more excited she became and started dancing.

"I have already thought of the theme."

"The story of female comrades who were oppressed, awakened themselves under the guidance of the Women's Federation, and were saved."

"Once we perform this little play, it will definitely arouse heated discussions among the masses."

She briefly explained her idea.

Jiang Ling burst into tears after hearing this.

"Are you talking about major changes to the program?"

"I don't agree! I want to find the factory director."

Xu Qingying said lightly.

"It's useless to go to the director. He said that I have full responsibility and I have the right to change the program."

"Why, don't you think the theme of my little play is appropriate? Comrade Jiang Ling, don't forget that you are also a woman."

Damn it!

Jiang Lingqi's breast nodules increased dramatically.

She wished she could call the roster in her hand directly into Xu Qingying's face, and then crush her several times.

It’s not that Jiang Ling doesn’t approve of Xu Qingying’s little drama.

I can only say that the atmosphere is inappropriate.

Everyone has been tired for a year, and as the New Year is approaching, they just want to perform some purely entertaining programs for the employees to make the masses happy.

This kind of educational and enlightening performance should be performed for workers on festivals such as March 8th and May 1st.

Jiang Ling argued hard.

But it was useless. She was directly attacked by Xu Qingying.

After a few arguments, Jiang Ling was defeated.

She, a beautiful girl who had just stepped out of the ivory tower, was no match for Xu Qingying. Her chest heaved violently and tears welled up in her eyes.

She threw the roster away in anger.

"I can't do this either. Let Director Yang hire someone else."

"Jiang Ling, you have to think clearly about the consequences." Xu Qingying shouted in a sharp voice: "This is a task assigned to you by the factory, how can you refuse?"

Jiang Ling sneered.

"I just refused. If you can, let Director Yang also remove me from my position."

Xu Qingying spat, feeling a little happy.

The eyesore is finally gone.

You can bring over a few of your confidants.

But this matter still needs to be discussed. She decided to go to Factory Director Yang tomorrow to cry and complain, saying that Jiang Ling would not cooperate with her work.

Yes, just do it.

Having made up her mind, she picked up the roster.

"Everyone gather together. The previous program will no longer be rehearsed. We will rehearse a small play instead."

The members of the literary and art propaganda team looked at each other and stood still.

Xu Qingying raised her eyebrows: "Why, is it useless for me to speak? If anyone disobeys orders, I will deal with them in accordance with our factory regulations and cancel the subsidies for the literary and artistic propaganda team members."

After hearing this, the team members were completely at a loss.

The family is still waiting for them to get money to support the family. You can't lose your job just because of rehearsing the show, right?

They absentmindedly walked up to Xu Qingying and started rehearsing according to Xu Qingying's method.

.......

The other side.

Jiang Ling returned home angrily, threw her bag on the sofa, and felt unhappy.

Father Jiang, who was wearing casual clothes, saw this, put the newspaper next to him, and asked with some confusion.

"Who messed with my precious girl? Tell me, I brought someone to kill her."

"Did Cao Weidong, the one who often sent you back, bully you?"

Jiang Ling said: "It's not about him, it's about the work unit."

"Something about the unit?"

"Didn't I say hello to you, Lao An? What happened?"

Jiang Ling then told the story about Cao Weidong being dismissed by Factory Director Yang and that she was forced out by the newly appointed Xu Qingying.

Father Jiang's face fell immediately.


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