After breaking up with my boyfriend, I made a fortune and rose rapidly in my career.

The factory entrance was quiet again, but the atmosphere was still a bit tense.

Qian Wenhua and his group arrived in a haughty manner, but left looking disheveled; the whole process took less than half an hour.

Jiang Fan and the group of veteran engineers finally breathed a sigh of relief, their faces beaming with barely concealed excitement and satisfaction. Chen Ping's words, "I wonder if the Environmental Protection Department can bear this responsibility," had struck a chord with them.

"Director, that felt so good!" An older engineer took off his glasses, wiped them, and said, his eyes slightly red. "You have to be tough when dealing with these kinds of people!"

"Yes, we wouldn't have dared to talk like that before."

Everyone chimed in with their own thoughts, and the way they looked at Chen Pingfang was filled with respect, but even more so with admiration.

Chen Ping waved his hand, his smile fading, and his expression turned serious.

He looked at the group of people in front of him, whose average age was over fifty and who should have been the technical backbone of their respective units, but now they were all extremely excited.

This is not normal.

"Fellow masters," Chen Pingfang's voice wasn't loud, but it instantly silenced the room, "winning today was a fluke. We can't always rely on me to argue with them all by myself."

He looked around, his gaze falling on everyone's face.

"Technically, you are the experts. But we can't prevent troubles beyond technology. Today it's environmental protection officials, tomorrow it might be fire or safety inspectors. What we need to do is make them afraid to come, and if they do come, they can't find any reason to do so."

Chen Ping's words calmed the atmosphere that had just heated up considerably.

Jiang Fan nodded thoughtfully: "What the director said is true. There are indeed many loopholes in our management."

"This isn't your responsibility," Chen Ping interrupted him. "Your task is to overcome the technical difficulties. I'll arrange for people to handle logistics, administration, and external coordination. All I need is for you to focus on the technical aspects."

After speaking, Chen Ping turned to Zhang Chao, who had been following behind him.

"Zhang Chao, notify all administrative and logistical staff in the Management Committee to attend a meeting in the small conference room in half an hour."

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Management Committee, small meeting room.

The atmosphere was somewhat oppressive.

The dozen or so people attending the meeting were all grassroots administrative staff of the management committee. Most of them, including Zhang Chao, were transferred from the former half-dead state-owned enterprises, and a few were labor dispatch workers.

To put it bluntly, they are all marginalized people with no background, no official position, and no end in sight for their jobs.

They had all heard about what had just happened in Factory Building No. 3, and they were all feeling uneasy, wondering whether the new young director had suddenly called this meeting to give them a warning or if he had some other purpose.

Chen Ping walked into the conference room, but instead of sitting in the main seat, he pulled up a chair and sat down with everyone.

He didn't waste any words and started speaking directly.

"I'm sure everyone has heard about the Environmental Protection Bureau's surprise inspection today."

Everyone nodded, but no one dared to speak.

"I know very well that they're up to no good. If they can come today, they can come again tomorrow." Chen Pingfang's gaze swept over everyone. "I'm only one person, and my energy is limited. I can't be on-site every time. Whether Corefire can be held depends not only on Engineer Jiang's and his team's skills, but also on each and every one of us here."

He paused, his tone softening.

"I know everyone has concerns."

"Among those present, some are still on temporary labor dispatch contracts, doing the most work but receiving the least pay, and if something goes wrong, they might be the first to be pushed out to take responsibility. There are also a few who, although they are employees of state-owned enterprises, have had their positions and ranks unchanged for more than ten years, and see no hope for the future."

Chen Ping's words struck a chord with everyone.

These words were so real. So real that they brought tears to their eyes.

Over the years, they have heard too many leaders make empty promises, but no leader has ever laid out their actual predicaments so plainly.

Zhang Chao sat in the corner, head down, his hands unconsciously clenched on his knees.

He was a temporary worker, and his monthly take-home pay was significantly less than that of a regular employee in the factory, with social insurance and housing fund contributions paid at the minimum standard. He had considered leaving, but where could he go?

"I can't deal with past grievances. But from today onwards, I'm in charge of the Corefire Demonstration Zone."

Chen Ping leaned forward slightly, his voice not loud, but firm and resounding.

"I have three announcements to make."

"First, starting next month, all positions in the Management Committee will be paid equally for equal work. All temporary workers will be converted to direct employment contracts with the Management Committee, with salaries and benefits on par with regular employees."

A collective gasp filled the conference room.

Several young temporary workers looked up abruptly, their eyes filled with disbelief.

"Secondly," Chen Pingfang held up his second finger, "I have submitted the management committee's organizational structure plan to the Municipal Organization Department. We will add twelve administrative positions and eight professional positions. For all positions, internal candidates will be given priority, and ability will be the deciding factor. Regardless of your previous status, as long as you perform well, you will have the opportunity to resolve your status issue."

These words caused an uproar in the meeting room.

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For those within the system, these two words carry more weight than anything else. They represent status, security, and something they might struggle their entire lives to obtain.

"Third," Chen Ping's gaze finally settled on Zhang Chao, "Comrade Zhang Chao, effective today, you are appointed as the Deputy Director of the Management Committee Office, with a three-month probationary period. Your main responsibilities will be the overall coordination of administrative and logistical matters, as well as external liaison work. I will personally handle your staffing arrangements."

Zhang Chao was stunned and completely dumbfounded.

Deputy Director of the Office?

He was just a driver on a temporary labor dispatch basis; he never even dared to dream of this position.

The entire conference room was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned by Chen Ping's words.

There are no empty words or platitudes, only real benefits and a visible future.

This is more effective than anything else.

After a long silence, a man in his forties, a former employee of the state-owned enterprise office, stood up, his voice trembling: "Director Chen...we...we will definitely take good care of the home and won't let you worry about us!"

"That's right! Anyone who wants to cause trouble for us will have to get over me first!"

"Don't worry, Director!"

Everyone suddenly became excited.

Chen Ping stood up, pressed his hands down, and gestured for everyone to be quiet.

"What I need is not promises, but actions. I want everyone to remember that we are protecting a legacy for this country. The Chipfire project is our battleground."

Looking at the group of people in front of him, he knew that from this moment on, the team's hearts were finally at ease.

When the meeting ended and everyone dispersed, their steps were much lighter than when they arrived, and their eyes were brighter.

Zhang Chao stayed behind last. He walked up to Chen Pingfang, his lips moved, but he didn't know what to say. His eyes were red with emotion.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally managed to say, "Director, I..."

"Keep up the good work." Chen Ping patted him on the shoulder.

"Yes!" Zhang Chao nodded vigorously, as if he had made up his mind.

He carefully took out a neatly folded piece of paper from his bag and handed it to Chen Pingfang with both hands.

"Director, this is my... application to join the Party."

His voice wasn't loud, and it even trembled slightly with nervousness, but every word was spoken clearly.

Chen Ping was stunned.

He took the letter, which was still warm from his body, and unfolded it.

The above text, written in Zhang Chao's neat and strong handwriting, is filled with his longing for the organization and his determination to dedicate himself to the country's semiconductor industry. The words are simple, but every character is sincere.

The date written at the end of the signature is yesterday.

It was written that night after Chen Ping blocked the capital from the provincial capital and also refuted the environmental experts.

Chen Ping raised his head and looked at the young man's face. On that face, there was tension, excitement, but more than anything, there was a reckless sincerity.

At that moment, Chen Pingfang seemed to see himself many years ago, standing under the same Party flag taking an oath.

He carefully put the application away, looked into Zhang Chao's eyes, and said, word by word, "The organization will test you."