The last day of business closure and rectification, night.

The entire Hongya coal mine was boiling like a carnival, and many people were ready to go, enthusiastic, rushing to tell their own votes.

Because there will be public elections at the mine tomorrow, whether Ronaldo can become a contractor suddenly depends on the critical moment.

Of course, there are very few people who win votes because 80% of them do not have the confidence and do not expect to be the captain and section chief.

If you have a bad relationship with others and don’t be kind to others, how can you choose you?

Only those who are kind-hearted and respected by everyone have the opportunity to take a try.

Zhang Shang's dormitory is the quietest, and no one is stupid to come to him to canvass votes.

Even if he became the mine manager, he would not have moved to the only luxurious villa in the mine.

There are few people, and living in such a large empty room, you can seep at night, which is far less comfortable than this harmonious small dormitory.

Jiang Fulai is from Changzhi and is a distance from Linfen. He usually lives in the dormitory and only goes home on holidays in the mine.

"Ahem cough cough..."

The sound of coughing outside the door made me lie on the bed and look up while closing my eyes and resting.

I saw Jiang Fulai carrying a blue cloth lattice travel bag, which was bulging and seemed a bit laborious to carry.

When coughing, the travel bag slips from his left hand, his footsteps are floating, and he is hunched. He has to support the wall with his left hand, clench his fist with his right hand, and block his mouth with his tiger's mouth, for fear that something will cough up.

"Uncle Jiang."

Zhang Shang looked at it and quickly sat up, regardless of whether his shoes were put on or not, his toes were inserted on the edge of the upper part of the shoe, and he rushed toward the door with his legs and lame, holding the shaking Jiang Fulai.

"Uncle Jiang, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay..." Waving his hand, his face was so dark that it couldn't be washed clean, he squeezed out some smiles with difficulty and smiled at him.

This smile made Zhang Shang feel sad for no reason. He thought a lot in an instant, sentimental and the corners of his eyes were a little wet.

He helped Jiang Fu to come in, helped him sit by the bed, then carried the travel bag at the door in, and thought for a while and said, "Uncle Jiang, I'll take you to the hospital for a check-up tomorrow."

"No, no, no." Lianlian shook his hand and refused, "It's okay. It's normal for so many years to go to the mine and it's normal for a little dirt in his lungs. Don't be surprised."

"Let's go and check it out. You are the deputy mine manager in our mine now. There are so many things to do, so you have to have a good body."

"Deputy Mining Manager?" Jiang Fulai was stunned, and was stunned by the sudden news. He reacted the next second, and Zhang Shang was repaying him.

In that cold black mouth, he was used to seeing intrigues, bullying the weak with guns, and even fighting fiercely, creating natural disasters.

I thought my heart was already cold and I didn’t know what passion was. It was not until Zhang Shang went to the mine to save people without hesitation that he understood that there was still true love in this place.

At that moment of excitement, I was stimulated and felt that I should do something, so I went against Lu Zhige without hesitation.

At this moment, when he heard that he was going to be the deputy mine manager, he smiled bitterly, what a successful person is, how can he...

"I can't do it. I've been a coal mining worker for half my life. It's okay to let others clean up me, it's not the material I manage."

"Uncle Jiang, don't be polite. No one is suitable for this position except you."

Zhang Shang picked up the heater, poured him a cup of boiling water, and handed it over and said, "I haven't been in the mine for a long time. Except for our dormitory, I really don't know a few people. You have been working in the mine for half your life and are familiar with everything. Other dogdans, Baliolin, and Chen Lianwei are not suitable."

"It's really not possible. I'm so cautious when I hear that I'm in charge of people."

Just as he was talking.

"Ahem cough cough..."

I coughed again and quickly took a sip of water, but I felt a little sad, my throat swollen into a lump, and the swallowing water was like quicksand rubbing the esophagus, and I felt so depressed.

When Zhang Shang saw him like this, he knew that there was another pneumoconiosis, and there was not much time left.

"Uncle Jiang, I'll take you to the hospital. Don't be afraid of spending money. All the mines will be reimbursed."

"It's not a matter of money."

The voice was hoarse, as if it was squeezed out bit by bit.

"I have been working in the mine for most of my life. My salary is quite good, and my family is rich. If I don't go to the hospital, I don't want to suffer the consequences. Which one is better, lung washing, magnetic therapy, infusion and injection? I'll still die if I have to do it. It's better to just do it. I'm willing to live a happy life. If I don't feel good, I can let others treat me. I'm not happy."

These words made Zhang Shang silent, and a feeling of sadness enveloped his heart.

"Uncle, you can't go down the well anymore. There is a lot of coal dust underneath. Please help me with the mine work these days. I need someone to help."

Seeing that the child was so sincere, Jiang Fulai thought about it and said with a smile: "It's okay, uncle, I'll ask you for your blessing. I can still live the addiction to becoming an official again before dying. It's worth it."

"Uncle, you have been in the mine for so many years, do you think it's not reasonable?"

“There are many unreasonable places…”

That night, Zhang Shang and Jiang Fulai nagged until very late and listened to many valuable opinions.

Managing miners is not just about welfare benefits and food, but the most important thing is the working atmosphere.

Like Heikouzi, who works in such a cruel and inhuman environment, everyone is worried and their lives cannot be guaranteed. How can there be no accident?

the next day.

After breakfast, the miners were very consciously gathered in the open area in front of the dormitory.

Yuan Yan held a loudspeaker and formed a team according to the team.

Just like choosing a class leader when you are in school, each person writes a small note and throws it into the box, and then writes the word "全" in front of everyone, with one vote plus one bar. The one with the most votes will be the captain, and the second most votes will be the deputy captain.

The whole process was going until almost noon.

Then, it was our Mine Manager Zhang’s turn to announce the election results and make a speech.

In order to manage coal mines well and improve the atmosphere, Zhang Shang proposed the core purpose of "regular mine rules and dunmine style" and advocated that all employees be good people.

A picket team was established. Every week, each team sent one person to take turns to form a picket team to investigate illegal activities under the mine.

For example, if you swear, you will be fined twenty yuan at a time.

For example, if you deliberately destroy labor tools, you need to write a review.

Take out the school's way of managing children.

We also listed "being good people" as our management goal, and carried out "mouse-beating" actions at all times to gradually clear out miners who are difficult to manage.

Moreover, you won’t be at ease when you become a team leader. Every six months, team members have to rate the team leader…

Everyone is a supervisory committee member and can exercise their rights secretly.

The small villa of Lu Zhige in the past was changed to a "self-reflective room". Those who commit the crime had to recite the Three Character Classic inside.

The newly appointed team leader and section chief must take the lead, behave properly and be kind to others. Once bullying or bad incidents are discovered, they will be dismissed immediately.

After this arrangement, everyone was stunned.

I am working in a coal mine, not studying, not edible for you as a student...

Many people are over fifty years old and are used to cursing. How can they change this when you do this?

But Zhang Shang didn't care about this. He hated the evil atmosphere of black kowtow in the back mountain to curse people in less than three words.

If I can't stand it, I'll cure you.
Chapter completed!