The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

The conversation with Liu Haizhong made Li Feng unable to sleep all night.

He believed that since he took office, he had been treating the grassroots employees with all his heart, if not with all his heart, at least he had done everything he could to do the best and balance the cadres and employees.

You have to know that in his previous life, he was just an ordinary real estate salesperson without much ambition, let alone any grassroots management experience. His biggest hobby was playing games or being dragged by colleagues to have their feet massaged.

After traveling through time, he was pushed step by step by the tide of the times to his current position, from a truck driver to the head of a factory.

When he was in the Transportation Department, he thought he was a good manager, especially when it came to setting up a driving school and making a lot of difference in the small Transportation Safety Department.

This situation did not exist when there were dozens or hundreds of people. As the driver who took over his father's job and was a veteran, he could be said to have a good family background, and the grassroots employees really regarded him as one of their own.

But from the Transportation Department and above, I took on the responsibility completely passively.

Compared to when I was in Corey, there were only dozens or hundreds of people at most. Back then, we didn't have to work as hard as we do now. We just went to get off work and got off work on time, and did nothing but slack off. We still had some free time to date.

In the dispute between Director Yang and Li Huaide, both of them fell. Because many people were involved, he was given the task and began to go out early and come back late, thinking about how such a large factory should be run.

At that time, he had no experience, no experience at all, just like a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger. At that time, he had not yet thought about turning the steel mill into a military industry. He just wanted to maintain normal production and keep order in the factory.

In order to implement the production targets of the steel rolling mill and calm the disturbance as soon as possible, he began to become different from when he was in the transportation department.

Fortunately, the driving school was a constant source of fresh blood, which provided blood transfusions to the steel rolling mill at that time, allowing the implementation of condolences to employees in need, year-end commendations and awards, and the establishment of the Red Star Community.

Thanks to these, the steel rolling mill gradually stabilized from internal and external troubles, and the employees worked together as one to transition to a military factory.

At least, that's what Li Feng thought.

He did not think that he was the kind of people-pleasing person that Liu Haizhong described, who just coaxed those employees from behind.

If you want to gain their support and unite them, you can't just talk big. After all, unlike the transportation department, they don't know who you, Li Feng, are.

Li Huaide knows that building residential buildings can win people's hearts. If he can't learn to do it, then why sell houses?

When allocating family housing, we tried our best to be fair, and thus gained the trust of the employees.

At that time, Li Feng, on the contrary, did not trust the cadres in the agency. Especially after experiencing what happened with Li Huaide, he would rather train them himself.

The cake was divided without any involvement of cadres; it could be said that the workers themselves did it.

Production work cannot be separated from the enthusiasm of the workers, and management work cannot be separated from the enthusiasm of leading cadres. I cannot be completely fair, and the balance in my heart actually leans more towards the employees.

Li Feng lit a cigarette and leaned quietly against the head of the bed, thinking.

When it comes to the management of the cadre team, he is still as strict as ever, and has always been the image of a villain, and has never relaxed, because Li Feng thinks he is not Li Huaide, and does not want to be the next Li Huaide.

But for ordinary workers, Li Feng found that he seemed to have not blushed or sweated for a long time, and he always presented a friendly image to the workers in the factory.

This so-called "flattering mask" was put on his face, and he got used to wearing it unconsciously and couldn't take it off.

Now he suddenly realized that the cadre team was well managed, but problems arose one after another among the worker team. Li Feng couldn't help but doubt himself.

In fact, our ancestors have summed up this phrase in thousands of years of history, which is to fear power rather than virtue.

To put it simply, it can also be called bullying the weak and fearing the strong.

"Did you give too much face?"

Not all the cadres in the factory are like Li Huaide, at least those who stay are.

People like Section Chief Jiang, Section Chief Lu, Director Jin, Section Chief Feng, and Guo Dapiezi may have some flaws in their abilities, but at least they are easy to use.

On the other hand, as for the grassroots workers whom he attached great importance to, problems frequently occurred after the cadre team was reorganized. Qin Huairu even caused a big mess, and this was even after the wages of their workshop were increased.

It seems that this good man was indeed pointed at with a gun, just because Li Huaide was a bad person and he, Li Feng, was a good person.

"What kind of bullshit is this?"

Li Feng is a little EMO. Now it seems that no matter whether they are cadres or workers, they are all human beings, just with different identities.

Most people are good, but there are also a few who dare to take advantage of others. In order to create a harmonious working atmosphere and reflect humanistic care, Li Feng always turns a blind eye to the small mistakes made by workers. Over time, some people will regard this tolerance as indulgence.

However, facing Li Huaide, who is tough and unscrupulous, they will feel a strong sense of threat.

Because Li Huaide will take severe punishment measures, once the rules are violated, there will be serious consequences, such as salary deduction, dismissal, scolding, etc., so people dare not cross the line easily and can only strictly abide by the requirements.

Learned something new again~!

If the balance in your heart shifts just a little bit to one side, it may bring unexpected losses. If you want to prevent it, you can only balance the balance a little bit.

The next day, as the sky was about to brighten, Li Feng got on his bicycle and went out.

He felt that he could accept Liu Haizhong's suggestions and the old comrades' suggestions and adopt them flexibly. Since they feared power but not virtue, he had to establish his power.

……

"Clang~!"

The iron gate opened. Qin Huairu, who had not seen the sunlight for many days, raised her arms to block her eyes. The lights in the corridor outside seemed a little dazzling.

Looking at the open iron gate, she had no intention of going out. She was so panicked that she even hid in the corner. She curled up like a quail, buried her head in her arms, and trembled constantly.

"Qin Huairu."

"Wow~!"

There was no response. The sound made by the shackles rubbing against the ground was extremely creepy, and Qin Huairu's body was shaking obviously faster than before.

The leather shoes fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. Li Feng stood in the special cell, looking at Qin Huairu, who was shaking like a sieve. There was no mercy in his eyes, his former neighbor and now a prisoner.

"It turns out that you still know how to be afraid~!"

The familiar voice made Qin Huairu stop trembling. She slowly raised her head and looked at the uninvited guest in surprise. When she saw who it was, her pupils suddenly shrank.

Looking at Qin Huairu, who was staring at him blankly and whose body had gradually stopped trembling, Li Feng felt a little dissatisfied. She didn't seem to be afraid of him, which made him very angry.

"Xiao Feng, Xiao Feng, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have exchanged things from the factory for money~!"

"Bang bang bang~!"

"Please, this has nothing to do with Banggeng, Xiaodang and Huaihua. They are still children. Please help me talk to these people and let them go home~!"

After realizing that it was Li Feng, Qin Huairu knelt on the ground without saying a word, crying and banging her forehead on the ground. She knew that she would not live long, but she did not want to implicate her three children.

"Is it still useful for you to say this now? You have no home anymore. The factory has taken back your house. The part of the fundraising money you paid has been compensated to the families of the victims. You have no home to return to anymore~!"

Li Feng took a step back and looked down at Qin Huairu. At this point, he said all this just for the sake of the children, but who should he turn to for the children of the victims?

Hearing what Li Feng said, Qin Huairu paused, and finally collapsed on the ground powerlessly, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes, completely losing the persistence she had just shown.

"That's my house. That's the house where Bang Geng will get married~!"

"Then you probably won't see it. If I had known this, why would I have tried to be so clever? In the end, it's all for nothing~!"

Li Feng had just roughly glanced through the suggestions for dealing with the children. The older one would be sent to an orphanage, and the two younger ones would be sent back to the Jia family's rural village. Qin Huairu's parents did not plan to keep either of their granddaughters.

When watching, Li Feng's wrist was aching slightly. The last time Bang Geng bit his wrist and it bled. Although the wound had healed long ago, the teeth marks seemed to be engraved on it.

"Xiao Feng, please, I, I, I want to see them one last time before I leave, just once, that's all~!"

"Okay, I didn't come here to talk to you about this today, but if you really want to see me for the last time, there is a way. But you have to lend me something~!"

Li Feng slowly squatted down and looked at the widow who was struggling in despair with a miserable face. He rarely became calm.

"Borrow anything, I'll give you whatever you want~!"

"I'll lend you my life. I've picked a good place for you, the shooting range of our factory~!" (End of this chapter)