The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

As the manuscript paper turned, it also meant that this award was gone.

The dozen or so people who received big awards were already eye-catching, and the thought of the delicious food waiting to be prepared made one's heart beat even faster.

Commendations mean nothing in the army. At most, they are entered into the files, which is slightly better than being an outstanding soldier. If counted according to the army system, it should be counted as real merit.

"Next, the third-class merit awards will be presented~!"

As expected, all the employees were like badgers in a melon field, jumping around in the field, not knowing whose melons to eat.

The auditorium was in an uproar. The front row was okay as it was closer to the leaders, but the employees in the middle and back could not bear such explosive news.

Commendations are honors, and being awarded for meritorious service is glory. These days, the only way to safely receive credit without serving in the military is through the military-industrial system.

Haven't you seen that Li Xiaobalai? It's good that he made a contribution, but look at the scar on his head, he almost didn't make it back.

After returning, the factory rushed to arrange jobs for them. Even though the employees knew that they had used backdoors and did not follow the transfer process, they had nothing to say.

In addition, Secretary Li won the first-class merit for some reason that year. The scene of him wearing the medal and walking around the offices in the government building was extremely impressive.

Now, it is the turn of the lower-level employees.

That’s right, the dozen or so people in front are all grassroots frontline workers. Just like before, those who sit in offices are supposed to do their jobs well, but the frontline workers are all working hard with their hearts set on it.

"Some of the people and departments that have been awarded for their meritorious service are classified as confidential units. Their work content is also classified as confidential and will not be made public. The evaluation criteria will be personally verified by the higher authorities~!"

"So, please rest assured, all employees, there is no fraud in the process. I hope that in the future, our factory can produce more employees like them who can make outstanding contributions, do practical work, and make more contributions to the army~!"

It was a little better during Director Yang's time, but during Li Huaide's time, the commendation meeting was turned into a meeting to commend cadres. Not only Li Feng hated this, but all the employees did the same.

The leaders have to talk a lot and the grassroots have to run around. Regardless of how well the work is done, they just eat the food with their mouths full of grease. They are even unwilling to pass on these honors to the grassroots.

What do the people below think? After Li Huaide was arrested, the line that Li Feng implemented was the grassroots line of the masses. What belongs to them is theirs. As for whether there is any fraud, how could the people sitting below not know it?

"Secretary Li, we believe in you~!"

Someone stood up, clenched his hands into a trumpet shape, and shouted loudly, expressing the thoughts of everyone.

Two years of year-end commendation conferences have given Li Feng a corresponding mass base. How could people in the workshop not know who works more, who works less, who should win awards, and who should be rated as excellent?

In the past, all the money was given to those who used backdoors, so naturally there were fewer and fewer people doing real work. It became a tacit consensus that how much salary you get is equal to how much work you do.

Now the awards have returned to these people. Those who did practical work not only won awards, but also got bicycles. Li Feng is not only generous, but even more generous than Li Huaide.

"You believe it, and the organization believes it too. All the awards and commendations are made with the impartiality of your Secretary Li. I can testify to this!"

Director Shao, who was sitting in the middle of the stage, also flipped on the microphone, adding a layer of guarantee to Li Feng's personal credibility.

Among those who made meritorious contributions and received awards this time, Li Feng was not at all.

It's not that he, as the secretary, shouldn't be so shameless as to apply for himself. It's just that Li Feng brought three documents with him when he first went to the General Logistics Department.

In just a few months, he figured out and researched the contents of the three documents. He should be on the list of meritorious service this time.

Two years ago, we started working hard and taking over the research and development of special steel for submarines. We competed with several regular research institutes and won. It was a fair and open win. There should have been one, but there wasn't.

Li Feng did not take all the honors for himself, but gave them to the institute and the research group. This is truly invaluable in the eyes of the organization.

It's no wonder that at such a young age, he was able to shoulder the burden of the steel rolling mill and pull it together. This kind of courage made Director Shao feel that the General Logistics Department had really struck gold.

"The first person to receive the third-class merit, I would say, is the one with the least experience in the factory. He has only been in our factory for a short four months~!" Everyone believed in themselves, so Li Feng put the most eye-catching one among the three-class merits at the first place.

Sure enough, when the gimmick was put forward and they heard that it would only take four months, the employees immediately remembered that they were the only ones in that batch of college students.

"Comrade Liang Qiu, a researcher at the institute, graduated with a major in mechanical engineering. After being assigned to the factory for just over a month, he actively offered suggestions and personally designed mechanical equipment to overcome the difficulties and pain points in our processing~!"

"Among the more than 100 college students, this one is the one who has impressed me the most so far. It can also be said that this is the purpose of our factory to recruit this group of college students. They are all excellent, but Comrade Liang Qiu is undoubtedly more daring to express his own opinions and put them into practice~!"

Liang Qiu, whose name was called, stood up from the team on the research institute side wearing an emerald green military uniform. That side was the only color green, which was somewhat out of place with the gray and dark blue factory uniforms.

This time, Deputy Director Shen was in charge of presenting the awards. The staff behind the curtain walked behind CEO Shen, holding a tray in both hands.

On the tray, there was a certificate and a brightly colored box. Even the senior leaders of the Red Star Factory on the stage couldn't help but look at the tray.

Although it was only a third-class merit, not as direct as the first-class merit that Li Feng received, it was also an honor recognized by the army. Compared with the outstanding employees that the factory had previously recognized, it was several levels higher.

Liang Qiu, dressed in a green military uniform and a copper-headed belt, looked very energetic. He walked straight to the stage. As a college student, he was relatively steady. Even his words of thanks were more eloquent than those of the dozen or so rough guys in front of him, which made people nod their heads repeatedly.

"Do a good job. I have high hopes for you college students. Keep up the good work. I hope there will be more people like Liang Qiu~!"

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President Shen stood up and took out the box containing the third-class merit from the tray behind him. After opening it, he personally placed the medal on his chest.

Green military uniform, red collar badge, plus military medals, and you’re all set!

"Shua~!"

Compared to his previous bow to the audience, Liang Qiu's salute seemed more solemn.

In an instant, the applause in the auditorium was even louder than before, especially for the classmates who came with him. He was the first to step forward among the more than 100 people, and then thinking about himself, he immediately became motivated.

Director Shao didn't pay attention to the man's appearance, but looked at the copper-headed outer belt that Liang Qiu tied tightly around his waist. The style of an organization can be seen from the tightness of the outer belt.

He picked up the ceramic cup in front of him, shook his head, blew away the hot steam in the cup, looked at Comrade Xiao Liang, who still maintained a steady pace when walking off the stage, and then nodded in approval.

Li Feng, who spoke a lot, took some time out and picked up the teacup to moisten his throat. The leader presided over the meeting, and at least, his throat was quite tired, if nothing else.

Thinking about the leaders in the army who can talk for two or three hours, or even three or four hours during cultural classes, Li Feng really admires them.

Behind the curtain, Yu Haitang, who was holding a thermos, couldn't help but widen her eyes.

It was different from before. When the meeting just started, none of the leaders drank water. But now, after sitting for more than an hour, one after another, they all started to pick up their tea cups.

It's her turn to work...

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Haitang picked up the kettle and took advantage of the break to walk onto the stage in a reserved manner.

Especially feeling the gazes from the audience, which made Yu Haitang, who appeared in such an occasion for the first time, even more restrained.

Standing behind the leader, she refilled each cup with hot water, while the people below the stage were looking at Yu Haitang's face vaguely.

The factory flower?
Maybe some people do like her image. Different people have different tastes. Anyway, Li Feng can't like her and even feels disgusted from the bottom of his heart. Why did Comrade Xiaoyu send her to fetch water?

Li Feng complained in his heart and waved his hand at Yu Haitang who wanted to reach out for the teacup, indicating that there was no need for water.

Watching her gradually walk to the right, Li Feng's eyes fell on the manuscript, specifically one of the names on the manuscript. He was originally planning to follow the routine and come one by one, but when Yu Haitang appeared on the stage like this, his bad taste suddenly came out. (End of this chapter)