The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Rolling Mill Publicity Section.

"Why, Section Chief Hu is not here, everyone is like a persimmon beaten by frost, and they are all confused!"

In the large office, Li Feng looked at the clerks and projectionists who were hunching their necks and lowering their heads. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his smile gradually turned cold.

The roaring sound resounded throughout the agency building. The spies from other departments recognized whose voice it was. Their eyes flickered and they looked at each other. Then they silently poked their heads toward the windows and doorways.

"Look at each of you, what are you busy with, and what are you busy with? The work of the Publicity Department has just stopped, so what do you need to do to eat!"

"Boom~, boom~!"

This deafening voice made everyone who was looking around shrink their necks in fear. They didn't know how the Propaganda Department got into trouble with this evil star. He could even say such serious words to his face without giving him any face.

"Where's your deputy section chief, Peng Zhaomin, come out quickly!"

Although I didn't see with my own eyes what happened inside, just hearing the sound made people's hearts beat with fear. The first and second leaders in other departments quietly opened their doors in unison, wanting to hear what happened. thing.

"Li, Deputy Director Li and Deputy Section Chief Peng were also taken away!"

"Good guy, what a good guy. Let me tell you, so many people now only play music for commuting to and from get off work, right? You can reduce the burden on yourself. The section chief is not here, and the section chief doesn't know how to arrange the promotional materials. Someone writes it, arranges it for someone to read it, and just hunches your neck and waits for me to come and take it out, right?"

Everyone in the propaganda department was really in tears, especially the small section chiefs. Their leaders were taken away. They dared to give blind orders. They wished they could put their heads in their stomachs so that no one could notice them. How dare you stand out.

"Movies are not shown, blackboard newspapers are not published, and half of the publicity wall is not painted. Is it because the leader has left, and you don't know how to work? What about your own brains? Now the factory has to figure out how to quit. , I really don’t think the fire can burn you, right? It can’t have a propaganda effect. What is the purpose of raising people like you in the factory? If you don’t come up with a charter today and let me lie down here, then don’t do it! "

"Boom~!"

There was another sound of knocking on the table, and the faces of the publicity department staff members turned red and pale for a while. Their faces were completely wiped clean after being so humiliated in public.

"The blackboard team, who is in charge?"

"I~!"

"Take your people and get out of here. The posters on the east and west walls, as well as the blackboards at the gate and the workshop entrance, hurry up and deal with them. The frontline workers are all working their damnedest off. You guys are bragging that they can die!"

As if they had been issued an amnesty order, the dozen or so people in the room heard that they did not have to accept the scolding. They quickly packed up their notebooks, took boxes of colored chalks, and fled in panic. At this time, they just wanted to get as far away from their departments as possible.

"Where's the projection team?"

"Organize a movie watching after get off work. I don't care what kind of movie it is. Keep going to the countryside. Don't make the same mistake as Xu Damao. If you don't have it, make arrangements for it. Hide here. Can the movie lay eggs? If you have nothing to do, go to the movie studio and ask for two new movies. Film!"

"Why do you want to ask me, am I the projectionist or are you the projectionist? I don't care about the method. You can solve it yourself. Let's do it all. Don't let the people below gossip!"

Another group of people walked away in despair in the corridor. Those legs wanted to be equipped with motors. Looking at the excitement in other departments, they all wanted to dig out a crack in the ground and get in. "Those in charge of the propaganda posters, the south courtyard wall, you finished the painting halfway, right? Socialism can be stopped halfway through the construction. I have been back for so many days, and you have rested for so many days. The donkeys of the production team have also It’s time to rest!”

This time I was very conscious. I packed all the paintbrushes, brushes, and paints into boxes, and the people in the painting team ran away. Li Feng didn't finish his words, and the painting team had already finished running.

"Get out of the radio station and write articles. If you don't have any articles, go to the workshop. Ask the grassroots workers more and listen to their voices. Even a tethered dog knows how to play music!"

The remaining officers in the Propaganda Section were in despair. Those whose names were called by Li Feng and who were in a group all ran away with the group. Those who were not in a group usually wandered around like street gangsters. Take a look at this moment. Me, let me look at you, big eyes and small eyes.

"What's going on? What are you shouting downstairs? Do you want to work anymore?"

The footsteps and voices of questions coming from outside the door allowed the people in the Publicity Department who had nothing to do to finally take a breath. Everyone could hear that it was Deputy Director Li who came to save them.

"Deputy Director Li, well, aren't I just guiding the Publicity Department to do their job well?"

Facing the aggressive Li Huaide, who was followed by several followers, Li Feng, who was alone, did not show any signs of weakness. He tapped his knuckles on the table and tilted his head and asked back.

Li Huaide's face darkened, and he looked at the people inside through the glass window. They all looked at him with pleading eyes, and pondered for a moment.

"The publicity department does not belong to your business scope. I will find someone to arrange these things. Let's get over it!"

Facing Li Feng's intervention in the work of the Propaganda Department, Li Huaide would definitely not allow it. Everyone has their own business. How could he let Li Feng, a backward man, stretch out his claws? At this time, his face was not good-looking, and he was still blaming Jiang Haitao in his heart. , failed to take responsibility.

"Deputy Factory Director Li, you want to control the whole factory. You have to deal with everything every day. I have whipped you. Look, there are these things here. I don't even know what business they do in the Publicity Department. , Hey, the chef also complained to me that there are not enough manpower, and now the food will not be supplied, but something big will happen!"

"Fuck~!"

Hearing Deputy Director Li's words, those sitting inside were no longer frightened, but on pins and needles. If I had known that I would just run away with a random group, but now I am an unwanted child, maybe I have to work in the kitchen. .

It is impossible to work. They have gone through various connections and backdoors just to sit in the office. If they are allowed to work, they will lose face and their bodies cannot withstand the intensity.

"You~!"

"I'm not afraid of offending people. If you don't have formal business assignments, I can work not only in the kitchen but also in the workshop. Labor is the most glorious thing. Sitting in the office makes your bones rusty!"

"Only by thoroughly understanding the voices of the grassroots can we write reports that are close to life and do a good job in publicity, right?"

Li Feng took the time to nod a few heads, and calmly interrupted what Deputy Director Li wanted to say, and lowered his eyes. He had no intention of saving face. Now he was like a catfish, draining the stagnant water of the agency. , stirred up vigorously.

There was silence inside and outside the office, and people swallowed their saliva while watching the excitement. They had nothing to do, so they quickly begged their grandfather and grandma to find something to do, so as not to get knifed on themselves.

Li Feng had no way to report them, but he had a way to deal with them. In name, he was also the deputy director of the Logistics Department, and he was in charge of everything. If he was shameless and forced to mix things up, no one would be able to do anything. (End of chapter)