Chapter 177: The New Year is coming soon, let’s hold a meeting for the whole institute (3k)

The leader of the 17th Ministry of Machine Building looked at the application report and couldn't help laughing.

"This Gao Zhendong is really good at taking advantage of others. He has taken all the funds from their factory."

Secretary Zheng smiled and said, "Boss, it's hard to say who is hitting whom in this matter."

The leader was stunned and laughed: "Hahaha, that makes sense."

With a stroke of the pen, it was signed.

After the department's approval came back, Gao Zhendong quickly organized personnel to distribute the material trial production process and technology.

And he himself is still doing his own thing.

The thing I was making for cutting was basically finished, but domestic components were temporarily out of stock. At this time, the Lou family's "Zhenxing Electric" in Hong Kong Island came in handy.

The request has been made, but it is hard to say when it can be met.

There is no problem with the components of the modem, as they are basically available in China. I have almost bought all of them, and now all I need is the circuit board.

At this time, it was approaching the Spring Festival of 1960, and he received a phone call from Director Li from the Computing Institute.

"Director Gao, we have finally fulfilled the mission you assigned us. Now that we have completed the task, please come over and inspect it."

"Task?" Gao Zhendong was stunned for a moment, then he thought, yes, it's about improving the Chinese character font library and input method.

"So fast? There are thousands of commonly used characters." Even if we only work on commonly used characters, the workload is still not small.

Director Li laughed and said, "It's almost the New Year. Besides, you've already done all the important things. Our job here is just a labor job. We just need to gather people."

When Gao Zhendong heard this, he realized that the New Year was coming soon, and this thing could be promoted as a New Year gift. No wonder the Institute of Computing was able to develop it so quickly, perhaps the 12th Ministry of Machine Building also played a role in it.

Gao Zhendong agreed, but Director Li did not ask him to go there immediately, and he went there the next morning.

It seemed that they were going to have a small ceremony, or at least some arrangements had been made at the meeting. Otherwise, Gao Zhendong would have easily ridden his bike to handle this matter.

Gao Zhendong is not averse to this kind of publicity, and even welcomes it.

If you have made something that is beneficial to society, what's wrong with promoting it? The problem is if you force publicity when there is nothing.

Just before getting off work, Deputy Director Li's nephew came over with the finalized version of "Safety Production Management System" and asked Gao Zhendong to sign it. It was about to be taken to the Machinery Press for publication.

"Teacher, we have already proofread this and there are no problems. Would you like to take another look? If there are no problems, please sign your name and I will send it to the Machinery Press."

Comrade Xiao Li called Gao Zhendong "teacher" all the time. The meaning of this teacher was much more interesting than the way trainees called him teacher during training.

Gao Zhendong wanted to correct him, but he couldn't do it. The boy just said, "You have taught me so many things, it is only right for me to call you teacher."

It seems that Deputy Director Li has arranged him very well.

Seeing that there was no way to correct the situation, Gao Zhendong had no choice but to let him do as he pleased.

Gao Zhendong read the manuscript carefully. If he just read the words without thinking deeply, his reading speed would be very slow.

Seeing that there was no problem, he signed his name and handed it to Xiao Li.

It's almost the New Year, and there's so much to do.

As soon as he got home from work, he saw Yi Zhonghai waiting for him at his door.

After Jia Dongxu died, Yi Zhonghai was depressed for a while, but life had to go on, and he gradually recovered.

"Master Yi, what's up? Just ask Sha Zhu to come over and greet me."

Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "It's just a small matter. I'd better come to you in person to explain it clearly. It would be bad if Silly Zhu spreads the news."

Gao Zhendong locked the car, opened the door and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Tell me."

Yi Zhonghai said, "It's like this. It's almost the New Year. Although life has been getting better and better, there are still some families in need. According to the practice in previous years, we have to hold a meeting of the whole courtyard to help them solve their problems. So, I came here specifically to invite you to the meeting."

Upon hearing this, Gao Zhendong said without further ado: "Ah, this is a good thing. It's the New Year. Although it's not as difficult as the old society said, it's a good thing to let the poor families have a better New Year. Okay, okay, when?"

The fact that No. 95 Nanluoguxiang can often win civilization awards is not something that can be explained by the so-called "moral kidnapping" of Yi Zhonghai. It is not that easy without some real deeds. Moreover, Gao Zhendong himself is a hero from the battlefield, a middle-level cadre in the factory, and a member of the organization. He must be the first to charge in such matters.

Putting aside the issue of identity, in terms of income, his income is more than the salary that seems to be relatively generous to ordinary people. The bulk of the income comes from royalties. If he doesn't do something good, he would be unworthy of this income.

This matter has nothing to do with moral kidnapping. To put it bluntly, if you are not doing well enough, no one will want to kidnap you.

In matters of this kind, just do what you can and don't try to blackmail others, but you also don't need to laugh at or even insult others' kindness, even if it's just superficial kindness.

When looking at things from a public perspective, it is more objective to judge by actions rather than by intentions.

Knowing that Gao Zhendong would definitely not back down in such a situation, Yi Zhonghai did not feel overjoyed, but felt it was natural.

He came in person to call Gao Zhendong, mainly out of respect for Gao Zhendong, not because he was afraid that Gao Zhendong would not go if he did not show up.

After making an appointment with Gao Zhendong at 7:30 after dinner at the Central Courtyard, Yi Zhonghai went back first.

Before 7:30 in the evening, the residents in the yard began to gather in groups of three or four. At least one person came, and some were free. It was not uncommon for the whole family to come. For example, Xu Damao's family had both husband and wife. Xu's father and mother had long been fed up with the daily quarrels between Pang Shuixian and Xu Damao at home, so they moved out.

Soon, the central courtyard was crowded with dozens of people.

As usual, there was a table in the middle with three chairs around it. Other people brought their own stools or benches and placed them around the table in the middle.

Of course, there are also people like Shazhu who squat on the washing table.

Seeing that everyone was present, Yi Zhonghai announced the start of the meeting.

At the beginning of the meeting, before Yi Zhonghai spoke, Liu Haizhong raised his opinion: "Wait a minute, uncle, should we add more chairs for this meeting of the whole hospital?"

As old neighbors for many years, Yi Zhonghai probably knew what Liu Haizhong meant, but he had his own opinion on this matter: "What chairs should we add?"

"Director Gao, you see Director Gao is the leader of the factory. He has the status to represent the factory to attend the meeting in our yard. Should we add another chair in addition to the first, second and third uncles?"

Yi Zhonghai thought, "No wonder you will never be an official if you are obsessed with officialdom. Do you think Gao Zhendong cares about how many uncles you have in your yard? Add a chair and you will be the fourth uncle? Then how dare you be the second uncle?"

However, he did not object directly, but turned to Gao Zhendong and asked: "Director Gao, what do you think?"

Gao Zhendong didn't want to get involved in this mess. He smiled and shook his head: "No, no, I'm still young. The things in this yard can only be handled by you old comrades with rich life experience. I'm a technical cadre, and I'm not as good as you in this aspect. Besides, I'm a cadre of the steel rolling mill. There are more than just people from the steel rolling mill in this yard. At the same time, I can't represent the factory. It's not appropriate, not appropriate."

While politely declining, he also secretly mocked Liu Haizhong for not being able to speak.

Yi Zhonghai secretly laughed at Liu Haizhong's flattery and hit the horse's leg, and turned his head and said: "Since Director Gao said so, let's hold the meeting according to our previous habits."

After saying that, he took a sip of water and said, "Today, the main thing is to discuss one thing. The New Year is coming soon. It is a tradition in our courtyard to solve the difficulties of the needy families. Today, we invite everyone here to discuss this matter."

Liu Haizhong also spoke up: "Normally, for things like this, we should just follow last year's approach. However, neighbors, things are constantly evolving. Our response methods and strategies must be formulated according to the latest developments, so as not to waste everyone's goodwill."

I don't know which document he memorized these sentences from. It seems inappropriate to use them here, but it seems okay. If I say it's appropriate, it always feels a little bit out of place.

Seeing that the two people in front of him had spoken, Yan Bugui had to speak as well: "Second Master has a point. Following the rules of Xiao and Cao is laziness. As the saying goes, carving a boat to find a sword is rigid and unwieldy, and sticking to the pillars and playing the zither is rigid and unchangeable. Times change and events change, so we must have a clear goal."

The bad thing about Old Yan is that he likes to show off. In his sentence, I guess most of the people present don’t know who “Xiao” and “Cao” are, let alone the rest of the sentence.

Sha Zhu couldn't stand it anymore: "Uncle San, I get a headache when you talk. Why don't you just say we should discuss who to help and how much to help, and that's it."

Actually, this matter is simple to explain.

What to help and how to help, those are the two questions.

Everyone was talking at once, those who had difficulties raised them, and those who thought the other party's difficulties were not enough also had rebuttals.

Contrary to our intuitive reaction, the deaf old lady has never been considered a poor household. She is a five-guarantee household and is looked after by the government.

But overall, the list of identified needy households is roughly the same as last year. After all, at a time like this, there aren't that many opportunities to become rich overnight.

Sha Zhu finally had a quarrel with Yan Bugui today: "Teacher Yan, your family is not in a difficult situation this year. Jie Cheng is doing a good job."

In previous years, Yan Bugui's family could be considered a poor family, but this year, Yan Jiecheng had a job, so the distribution of income was no longer a problem.

The people in the yard had not thought about this matter at first. After all, not everyone knew that Yan Jiecheng had something to do.

(End of this chapter)