Chapter 519: Siheyuan also holds re-election

Gao Zhendong left the Defense Work Committee with a head full of "Fifth Master". As soon as he walked out the door, the leader of the Defense Work Committee who had watched him leave turned around and went into his office and picked up the phone.

"Ask Cidu to send us all the materials for the attack aircraft so far. Yes, yes, yes, a complete set!"

Theoretically, Gao Zhendong only needs two data: power supply capacity and nose structure.

Even if we consider it more thoroughly, it would only be data related to the equipment compartment structure and the weight that can be arranged.

However, the Defense Work Committee always feels that if we give it a full hand, perhaps there will be some surprises. This is not superstition, but a summary of experience.

As for whether giving it to Gao Zhendong would leak secrets, this question is a complete joke.

Even if we put aside Gao Zhendong's character, in the view of the National Defense Committee, if Gao Zhendong wanted to leak secrets, he didn't need other people's things at all. He could just read out what was in his head on the street, and the level of the leak would definitely be higher than these.

The only problem was that Gao Zhendong might not have had time to blurt out everything in his head until someone stopped him.
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It was Monday, and Chinese New Year was coming soon. Gao Zhendong got off work very early. It was Chinese New Year, so everyone understood.

As soon as I got home, Lou Xiao'e came up to me and said, "Zhendong, many people brought me many things today. I don't know what's going on. They all said it was the welfare of your unit. Where did you get so many things?"

The Third Steel Rolling Mill in Beijing, this was Gao Zhendong's unit as Lou Xiao'e knew it. However, the people who came to deliver things that day were all kinds of people, from all over the place, which made Lou Xiao'e confused. She couldn't even remember which units they were from, from this institute or that institute, it was very messy.

But the person just put the things down and left. She didn't know what to do with them. She couldn't just throw them away, so she had to pile them up in the living room and wait for Gao Zhendong to come back and deal with them.

Gao Zhendong flipped through the pile of "benefits", and they really were benefits. He then carefully looked at the units written on them and smiled: "Oh, these things are really from my unit. It's okay, just keep them."

These benefits include the Institute of Guidance and Research, Institute of Communications, Institute of Computing, Beijing Steel Plant, Beijing University of Technology, 1274, etc., and even factories and institutes in other places.

In these units, Gao Zhendong mostly holds different positions, including consultant, lecturer, chief engineer, etc.

I guess it's okay if you don't get paid on weekdays, but I feel bad that you didn't show any appreciation during the Chinese New Year. And it's okay if you don't want the salary, but you can't refuse the benefits, right? It's only a few times a year.

This is different from Gao Zhendong begging for alms and them donating generously.

As for why they all gathered on this day, just look at the name of one of the units and you will know: the Defense Work Committee.

It is impossible for Gao Zhendong to send these things back. That would be too much. Even if he has a high level of awareness and wants to promote his own style, that is not the way to do it.

Most of the things were supplies. Nowadays, all capable units distributed supplies, but among the units that Gao Zhendong dealt with, few were simple ones.

Looking at this pile of food, Gao Zhendong felt a little worried. He couldn't finish it, really couldn't finish it. He would have to think of a way to divide it up later.

It was not yet time for dinner when Sha Zhu came over. He almost tripped over something on the floor when he entered the room. He finally managed to stand firm. "Uncle has notified us that we will have a meeting for the entire hospital at 8 o'clock tonight. The New Year is coming soon, and we need to make a summary as well."

Gao Zhendong handed over a bag of food and said, "Okay, we'll be there on time."

Sha Zhu took it and said with a smile: "Oh, you are lucky, no wonder everyone likes to run errands."

Gao Zhendong kicked him empty-handed: "Get lost, you're feeding the rain, why are you so happy?"

After that, he took out a bottle of malted milk from the pile and said, "It's New Year's Day, give it to the old lady."

"Okay!" Sha Zhu took the bottle and left.

In the evening, Gao Zhendong and his wife came over with a long bench. This was their habit. When they attended the whole-school meeting, they would bring a long bench so that the couple could sit together.

As usual, there were not many practical matters to be dealt with at this hospital-wide meeting. Most of the things that needed to be dealt with had already been dealt with at the last meeting, such as donating to poor families.

The important thing to say this time is actually one thing. In name, it has been two years, and the manager needs to be re-elected. Although this courtyard is small, the process is quite formal.

As for the rest, there is nothing much. Normally, no one would bring up trivial conflicts and disputes at this time. How can people celebrate the New Year?

At this time, Yi Zhonghai was talking about the re-election of the steward: "Neighbors, I don't need to explain the rules. Everyone knows that after two years, the steward has to be re-elected. We still use differential elections. According to the situation in the yard in the past two years, we have discussed with the street and nominated some candidates. Everyone votes anonymously. We have prepared the ballots. You just need to tick the candidates. You can tick up to three people."

A differential election is when the number of candidates is different from the number of candidates needed, and the number of candidates is more than the number of candidates needed. Another type of election is an equal election, where the number of candidates is the same. Liu Haizhong added: "It's still the same old rules. The three people with the most votes will be elected. As for who is the first and the second, in principle it depends on the number of votes. Of course, in special circumstances, our comrades in the subdistrict office can make certain adjustments based on work needs."

Yan Bugui suddenly found that he had nothing to say. The two people before him had already said everything. But this did not bother him: "Now, let's announce the candidates this time."

After saying this, he uncovered the red cloth covering a wooden board next to him.

This red cloth was borrowed from Gao Zhendong's family, as they had just gotten married not long ago, and they would not use the whole piece of red cloth to make clothes or quilt covers.

There are seven people in total, and the names of the three managers are on the list. What is surprising is that the names of Gao Zhendong and Xie Jianye are also on the list.

It seems that this manager must first be "big", but he does not necessarily have to be a boss.

Gao Zhendong saw that this was not going to work: "Master Yi, Teacher Yan, I will not participate in this election. I am too busy with work and I am afraid I can't do this job well. Don't worry, even if I am not the head of the courtyard, I will not ignore the affairs of the courtyard."

The two of them tried to persuade him for a few words and then stopped. In fact, they also knew that Gao Zhendong would not be interested in this matter at all. However, whether it was the street office or them, they had to show this gesture first.

The comrade from the subdistrict office felt very sorry. In her opinion, Gao Zhendong was the most suitable candidate for the position of manager.

Having popularity, prestige, ability, status, knowledge, and solutions to problems, some things may not be solved the same way if someone else does it.

However, after persuading him several times, which exceeded the number of "three visits to the thatched cottage" and "three refusal and three declines", seeing that Gao Zhendong was very determined, he had no choice but to give up.

As expected, Gao Zhendong resigned, and Xie Jianye withdrew from the election for the same reason.

Internal security plus training work, this reason is also very solid.

Seeing that the two real "officials" in the yard had left, some people breathed a sigh of relief.

If these two people participate, basically no one else will have anything to do except Yi Zhonghai. If Yi Zhonghai encounters a neighbor in trouble, he will really do it.

In fact, some people don't have to worry. As for the job of the manager of the compound, anyone who has a goal in his or her job and is on the rise in the unit probably has no interest in it, even someone like Ding Yongnian who doesn't hold a high position.

People like Yi Zhonghai do this because he is getting older, his technical skills have reached the peak, and his work mode and time allocation have basically formed a fixed pattern.

After going through the whole process, Pang Shuixian asked the comrades from the street office several times, "Can I vote, too?" After receiving repeated affirmation from the comrades from the street office, she seemed to have a light in her eyes, marked the ballot paper very hard, and voted very solemnly.

Other neighbors just thought that this was her first time to participate in such an event in this yard, so she had to repeatedly confirm whether she could vote. Only a few people knew the real reason. She suddenly felt that she had really turned from a ghost into a human.

As the comrades from the street office counted the votes, Yan Bugui wrote the word "positive" on the wooden board. The result was similar to what everyone expected, it was still those three people.

This is normal. When everything is fine and nothing unexpected happens, this kind of thing must have inertia. Well, the original three uncles are fine, so let's not make trouble for them. That's it.

The only slight difference is that Liu Haizhong dropped to third place in the votes, probably because he beat his children too harshly in the past two years and everyone heard it.

Liu Haizhong's face flushed and he looked at the comrades from the street office. It seemed that he hoped that the comrades from the street office would follow Xiao's rules and make some adjustments based on the voting results, or continue with the original ranking.

But he was disappointed. In the absence of a clear reason, the comrades from the street office would definitely follow the rules and principles.

Under the witness of comrades from the subdistrict office, the new leadership team of the courtyard was officially formed. The first uncle was still Yi Zhonghai, the second uncle was Yan Bugui, and the third uncle was Liu Haizhong.

Liu Haizhong's face flushed, but Yan Bugui was smiling happily. He was very satisfied with the result. It was more or less an improvement, which meant that the past two years of hard work were not in vain.

As usual, several "newly" elected managers gave a few speeches, the gist of which were similar, saying that under the leadership of the street office, the courtyard houses would be managed in a more civilized manner and built in a more advanced way.

Liu Haizhong's words were slightly different, and he said a few more words, saying that he had been busy with administrative work in the factory in the past year and had not taken good care of the things in the courtyard. He would try his best in the future and put more efforts into the construction of the courtyard.

But in the eyes of his neighbors, the fact that he didn't take care of the yard affairs this year was related to his patrol work in the factory, but the more important reason was that he had been treating his legs for almost half a year.

(End of this chapter)