With the spiritual spring space, rebirth in the red era

The rain that lasted for more than a week finally stopped, the weather began to clear up, and the veteran drivers of the Transportation Department finally started to go to work.

Previously, heavy rains made everything muddy. Veteran drivers loved this kind of weather. They could sleep at home and get paid at the same time.

"I heard that Brother Xue went to Dandan Farm again a few days ago? How did you get there on such a bad road?" Wang Xianbang smiled and came to Xue Ming's desk.

"As the saying goes, true gold is not afraid of fire. It is estimated that only Brother Xue in the entire provincial capital has this ability." Wang Tianhe also followed suit.

Several transporters came over to strike up a conversation. There were only ten people in the entire transport department, and eight of them were already very close to Xue Ming. Only Zhou Renlong was left sitting silently in the corner.

His wife also persuaded him to have a good relationship with Xue Ming, but he just couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

He was originally a third-level transporter at the light bulb factory, but he was demoted to first-level after failing to complete the road test. Instead of looking for the reason himself, he felt that Xue Ming had colluded with Cao Baoshan to wear small shoes for him.

Xue Ming adheres to the principle of not offending others and does not want to talk to him, but the Transportation Department has isolated him.

"Comrades, don't envy me. I should envy you. You are holding your wife and chatting at home, while I am holding the steering wheel and scratching my head in Beiniwan," Xue Ming said.

"Haha." The comrades all laughed. In fact, they all envied the third-level transporters who earned thirty yuan more than them.

Zhou Renlong, who was in a depressed mood, got up and went to the director's office to submit a transfer application from the first transportation section to the second section. The sweeper lady told him that the director had gone to the bureau for a meeting.

Zhou Renlong had no choice but to leave, and suddenly found a truck from the Transportation Bureau driving into the yard.

A group of people got out of the car, and deputy director Zuo Changzheng shouted, "Comrade Zhou Renlong, go and inform all comrades to come to the conference room for a meeting."

Zhou Renlong hurried back to inform, and everyone came to the conference room one after another. Cao Baoshan pointed to the first row and said, "Comrade Xue Ming sits in the first row."

Xue Ming was sitting in the middle of the first row and found several acquaintances sitting on the podium, including Tang Dandan, the party secretary of Dandan Farm, Yang Zhenqiang, a doctor in the clinic, Yang Ertao, a member of the community, and his wife, and even Shen Xiaoli's grandfather Shen Yunfei.

The remaining people were basically the leaders of the Transportation Bureau. They all looked at Xue Ming intentionally or unintentionally. A young man with a side-parted hair actually smiled at Xue Ming.

"Brother Xue, the person who smiled at you is a reporter from the provincial capital daily. He has done exclusive interviews with many big leaders." Wang Xianbang whispered in Xue Ming's ear.

Xue Ming noticed that Jin Fuji's face looked a little depressed, and he roughly guessed the theme of the meeting. It was probably a commendation meeting.

Cao Baoshan spoke, "Comrades, Dandan Farm was in urgent need of medicines and drainage tools a few days ago, and the leader asked us to deliver the goods on time. Everyone knows that Beiniwan Road after the rain is a ghost, but our Comrade Xue Ming does not Chou, single-handedly deliver the goods to Dandan Farm on time."

There was thunderous applause. Cao Baoshan took the lead in applauding. Xue Ming could only stand up and bow to the leaders first to express his gratitude, and then bow to the audience to thank them for their support.

Cao Baoshan said loudly, "Secretary Tang Dandan from Dandan Farm made a special trip to express condolences to us. Everyone applauded and welcomed us."

Applause rang out again, and then two young men walked into the conference room holding a pennant.

The red banner is trimmed with gold, with the words "Gift from Dandan State-owned Farm" on the left, "Servant of the People Serving the People Wholeheartedly" in the middle, and "Gift to the Transportation Department of the Provincial City Transportation Bureau" on the right.

"The timely delivery of medicines saved two lives, and the timely delivery of tools saved 5,000 acres of corn in Dandan Farm. I won't say anything else. Please ask the Transportation Department to accept the respect of all members of Dandan Farm." Tang Dandan held it with both hands. Walking up to Jin Fujian holding the banner.

The venue erupted into thunderous applause again, and Jin Buer was hit in the face with one palm after another. He tried his best to squeeze out a smile and took the banner with both hands, secretly cursing Xue Ming and Tang Dandan's eight generations of ancestors.

He didn't want this banner, he just wanted Xue Ming to be canceled as a third-level transporter by the bureau because he couldn't complete the task. It would be best for him to just let Xue Ming pack up and get out of here so that he could be satisfied.

"Director Jin, please say a few words." Cao Baoshan decisively struck back, while Xue Ming in the audience hurriedly gritted his teeth to prevent himself from laughing.

Jin Buer felt as if he was eating shit, "Here I call on comrades to learn from Comrade Xue Ming the revolutionary spirit of not being afraid of difficulties and having the courage to accept challenges, and strive to create greater glory for our Transportation Department."

Applause rang out again. Xue Ming stared at Jin Fuji's face with interest. It must be hard to hold the enemy's stinky feet. I also like to see how you can't express your pain.

Doctor Yang Zhenqiang stood up to speak at Tang Dandan's signal. He first introduced himself and then took out two letters of praise from his pocket. "I am extremely grateful to Comrade Xue Ming for the timely delivery of medicines. He saved two lives on our farm."

The air suddenly became quiet. Cao Baoshan was eager for Xue Ming to show his face, so he smiled and said, "Doctor Yang, don't be too excited. Please tell everyone the whole story."

Yang Zhenqiang carefully described the crisis at that time. The three-year-old boy suffered from high fever and shock, and the 60-year-old man was in coma due to high fever. How dangerous it was at that time.

Then, when the delivery truck got stuck in the mud, Comrade Xue Ming resolutely walked across the muddy Beiniwan Road carrying the medicines to deliver the life-saving medicines to the farm clinic.

The story was told vividly. Yang Ertao stepped down from the podium and held Xue Ming's hand tightly, with tears in his eyes, "Comrade Xue Ming, without you, my son's life would not be possible. Thank you."

Thunderous applause erupted in the venue again. Several emotional transporters secretly wiped away their tears. Cao Baoshan smiled from ear to ear and said, "Comrade Xue Ming, come on stage quickly and let everyone see."

Xue Ming could only help Yang Ertao onto the stage, face everyone and accept everyone's applause. Although he didn't like this situation, he didn't hate it either.

The old man Shen Yunfei grabbed Xue Ming's right hand and said, "Good boy, the high fever made me see the Lord of Hell. It was you who pulled me back from the gate of hell. My benefactor, please accept my worship!"

Shen Yunfei, who was in tears, bent down and was about to kneel down. The leaders were so shocked that they rushed over to help him. Xue Ming felt that this old bastard would definitely win an Oscar if he entered Hollywood.

The atmosphere at the scene was pushed to a climax, and the warm applause lasted for a long time. Jin Fuji showed a smile that was uglier than crying, resisting the desire to vomit and applauded with everyone.

"Comrades, our Transportation Bureau must reward meritorious deeds and punish delinquencies. Comrade Xue Ming has made great contributions. I suggest that Director Jin Buer submit an application to the bureau and apply for organizational approval for Comrade Xue Ming to become a fourth-level transporter. ." Cao Baoshan turned to look at Jin Buer.

The tea that Jin Fuji had just drank spurted out of his mouth. He couldn't bear it anymore and kept retching while holding his chest. This damn thing is going to disgust me to death.

"Comrade Jin seems to have different opinions. Do you think I'm not qualified to be promoted to level four?"