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The issue of house allocation is a very thorny issue, and the superior leaders also attach great importance to it, so they have never airborne the deputy director of the Transportation Department.

Xue Ming's recommendation letter to Cao Baoshan of the Transportation Bureau also came to nothing. He originally recommended Wang Xianbang to take over as deputy director, but now it seems that his superiors have other ideas.

Forty people only have thirty yards, so ten unlucky ones are destined to die. How to determine the house allocation list is Xue Ming's job.

For the sake of fairness, Xue Ming began to study the work ability of all transporters, including how many tasks each transporter performed this year, how many times each transporter completed the tasks on time, and how many times they failed to complete the tasks on time.

In addition, there are statistics on the number of times each truck was damaged, the maintenance cost of each truck this year, etc.

The office was filled with various account books and documents. Xue Ming was dazzled and wanted to set fire to them.

When I was feeling dizzy, I heard a knock on the door. I rubbed my temples with my hands and said, "Please come in."

"Honey, look what I bought you. Your favorite drink is the best Biluochun." Zhao Xue put a box of tea on the desk with a smile.

"Thank you, wife." Xue Ming's mood improved instantly. Tea is also a luxury product these days, and it has been out of stock for many years.

"Brother Xue, what are you doing? Is your transportation department busy?" Dong Yanyan looked at the documents on the floor in surprise.

"Do you have anything to do this afternoon? If not, you can stay and help me sort out the books." Xue Ming said with a smile.

"I'm fine. Sister Yanyan seems to be fine too. Please stay and help my husband." Zhao Xue hugged Dong Yanyan's arm and acted coquettishly.

"Humph, I really can't stand you guys. You always try to make me a hunk." Dong Yanyan said she disliked my body but was very sincere. She immediately rolled up her sleeves to help pack things.

She is a sharp-tongued girl with a kind-hearted character. Xue Ming doesn't mind if her daughter-in-law becomes her best friend.

"Haha, I will teach you some tricks for keeping accounts. This is a trick that no one in the country knows how to do." Xue Ming said.

"Just brag, I want to see what tricks you can come up with." Dong Yanyan still looked disgusted.

But she was soon impressed by Xue Ming's report statistics method. Zhao Xue is a mathematics teacher, and Dong Yanyan also taught mathematics before, and gradually realized the efficiency of charts.

In the next few days, they became obsessed with the chart accounting method and came to help as soon as the class was over. Xue Ming could feel much more relaxed with their help.

Five days later, the data was sorted out, and Xue Ming finally listed the data reports for all employees, including himself.

Then we set performance appraisal standards based on work data, and score everyone's work based on the standards. In the end, we found that we had the highest score.

"This is very embarrassing." Xue Ming originally thought that he was the biggest fisherman, but he never expected that he was the person who worked the most hours throughout the year.

The Transportation Department is a sub-department whose main job is to transport goods produced by various factories to supply and marketing cooperatives in various places in accordance with the distribution requirements of the Transportation Bureau and the Commerce Bureau.

Goods are allocated once every quarter, so the transportation department is busy for at least half a month every quarter. The rest of the time, in principle, they have to go to work on time. In fact, not many people go to work.

These days, there is no attendance machine to clock in to work. Employees sign in manually in a sign-in book.

That morning, Xue Ming selected the top 30 employees with the highest scores to make a form, and rode to the Transportation Bureau to report to Cao Baoshan.

"Hey, this is the first time that you have taken the initiative to report to me. There must be something big going on." Cao Baoshan said in a sinister tone.

"It's nothing serious. Brother Zuo has been transferred here for a while. I want to ask about his work situation." Xue Ming took out a cigarette and lit it for his immediate boss.

"Haha, there must be something big going on for you little monkey. Don't try this useless thing with me. Just say what you want and fart when you want." Cao Baoshan refused to accept Xue Ming's cigarette.

Xue Ming opened his bag and took out the report and submitted it. The title of the document was a letter of opinion on the distribution of the Workers' Family Home of the Transportation Department. Then he took out the prepared list and submitted it.

Cao Baoshan became serious immediately after reading the title, "Isn't your family home completed in April next year? Isn't it too early to draw up an allocation list now?"

Xue Ming shook his head, "Isn't it almost the New Year? Comrades are all waiting for good news to celebrate the New Year. Uncle Cao also knows what those bastards are like. If we piss them off, neither of us will be able to celebrate the New Year."

Cao Baoshan's scalp felt numb for a while. When the construction of the family home was cutting corners, the group of transporters went to Xue Ming's house to cause trouble. Xue Ming took his bedroll and took his wife to live at his house.

He was forced to take his bedding to live in the leader's house, and the leader jumped up and scolded his mother.

Thinking of this, Cao Baoshan could only read the document carefully, reading word for word for fear of being cheated by Xue Ming. After reading the document, he looked at the list drawn up by Xue Ming.

After reading the list, he took off his reading glasses and rubbed his temples, "What is the basis for making this list? You can't subjectively allocate houses based on your own preferences, right?"

"Uncle, that's not nice to say. I'm very objective in doing things." Xue Ming took out the ledger from his bag and explained the performance rules to the leader.

There are a total of six standards. The first assessment is the number of missions. For example, Wang Xianbang, a member of the Transportation Department, completed 45 missions throughout the year, only two less than Xue Ming.

The second assessment is the total transportation distance, which is the distance between the destination supply and marketing cooperative and the provincial capital.

For example, Wang Xianbang’s total driving distance for delivering goods throughout the year is 5482 kilometers, while Xue Ming’s 5985 kilometers is slightly higher than him.

"Where did these data come from?" Cao Baoshan looked shocked, because this workload was huge.

"Of course I was picking up the map and making statistics one by one. You see, I stayed up all night and got dark circles under my eyes." Xue Ming pointed at his eyes and complained.

Cao Baoshan snorted coldly and continued to ask Xue Ming to explain. The third assessment is truck failure records and maintenance costs. Each transporter has his own exclusive transport truck.

Xue Ming's No. 2 truck has the lowest failure rate and the lowest maintenance costs throughout the year, ranking far ahead in the entire transportation department.

Then there is the ratio between the amount of diesel used by each truck and the transportation mileage. In human terms, it is how many liters of diesel each truck consumes per 100 kilometers.

Of course, Xue Ming is far ahead. If he encounters a muddy road when delivering goods, he will throw the truck into the space and ride a donkey or bicycle to drive. Of course, the fuel consumption per 100 kilometers is less.

Cao Baoshan's face showed an unprecedented seriousness. The next second he took out a lighter and lit the fuel consumption statistics report directly. "My child, don't count this data in the future."

Xue Ming was stunned for two seconds and nodded hurriedly, and instantly understood the secret behind this.

The diesel provided by the transportation department is provided by the state. There are certain standards for fuel consumption per 100 kilometers of trucks. If the fuel consumption exceeds the standard by too much, something is wrong.

If the average fuel consumption of a truck is 20 fuel per 100 kilometers, and a transporter's average fuel consumption is 50 fuel per 100 kilometers, then Xue Ming has reason to suspect him of stealing fuel.

This seems to be a very serious problem.