Siheyuan: Struggle Begins in the 1950s

After eating the fried eggs, Liu Guangtian wiped his mouth to savor the taste and left.

The old lady looked at the empty plate and the gloomy Liu Haizhong and didn't know what to say.

Liu Haizhong was so angry that he simply skipped his meal and went back to his room to sleep.

But he tossed and turned in bed and couldn't fall asleep.

He kept thinking about what his two sons said to him.

"The cabinet committee is more powerful than the factory leaders."

Liu Haizhong remembered this sentence with his small brain.

He suddenly realized that although he was the boss in the courtyard, his status was just that.

There are about a hundred people in this courtyard, and some of those who are disobedient have to be detained.

Only the remaining ones will listen to themselves.

The committee is in charge of an entire steel mill.

That’s a steel rolling mill that employs tens of thousands of people.

Liu Haizhong thought how glorious it would be if he could be the leader of this steel mill.

Since my son can join the committee, why can't I, as a father, join?

Thinking of this, Liu Haizhong also made a decision.

The next day, Liu Haizhong came to the factory and talked to his colleagues in the group, asking them to stop the work they were doing.

Liu Haizhong, a level 7 fitter, is already qualified to be a team leader.

Now that the team leader has spoken, the subordinates are naturally happy to take a break and slack off.

The strike in Liu Haizhong's workshop also alarmed the workshop director.

The workshop director came over and saw a group of people not working. He went straight to Liu Haizhong and asked:

"Comrade Liu Haizhong! Why don't the people in your group go to work and instead slack off here?!"

Liu Haizhong was prepared. He stood up with his hands behind his back and said:

"Director, it's not that we don't want to work! It's just that this matter must have a method!"

The workshop director was stunned by Liu Haizhong's words.

"What kind of rules do you need for machining parts in your workshop?"

Liu Haizhong pointed at the unprocessed parts and said:

"How can these parts be processed privately without the approval of the committee director?"

The workshop director said impatiently:

"Why would I go through him? This is a production task! If the director in charge has signed it, then we have to execute it."

Unexpectedly, Liu Haizhong suddenly stood up and said in a loud voice:

"Is that the factory director or the committee director?!"

The workshop director was Director Yang's man, so he naturally stood on Director Yang's side and said:

"How do you look at it? Director Li is only the deputy director, while Director Yang is the director. So Director Li must be under the supervision of Director Yang.

Li Huaide is a new official and has made many changes, but this has nothing to do with our production. You are an old comrade, so don't get involved. You should get back to work!"

The idiot Liu Haizhong didn't know how to respond after hearing the workshop director's words.

In the end, he was driven back to work by the workshop director.

But the more Liu Haizhong did it, the more unhappy he felt.

He then took advantage of his free time to inquire and sneak into Li Huaide's office.

Liu Haizhong knocked on the door and then heard a majestic voice.

"Please come in."

When Liu Haizhong opened the door, he saw Li Huaide with his hair combed back, sitting at his desk looking at documents.

Looking at Li Huaide's shiny desk and soft leather sofa, the whole office looks very clean and tidy.

A hint of envy flashed in Liu Haizhong's eyes.

Li Huaide was a little puzzled when he saw a fat man coming in.

Of course he didn't know Liu Haizhong, but seeing that he was covered in grease he guessed that he was a worker.

"you are?"

It was the first time that Liu Haizhong had a face-to-face conversation with such a high-ranking official as Li Huaide, and he felt a little nervous.

He took off his hat and gloves and stammered:

"Um... Li, Director Li. My name is Liu Haizhong and I'm a level 7 fitter in the machine tool workshop. I came to see you today because I have something I want to discuss with you."

Li Huaide felt a little puzzled as he looked at the fat man named Liu Haizhong in front of him.

A worker went to his factory manager to report something.

He looked at the document in his hand and said impatiently:

"Which aspect."

Liu Haizhong then told Li Huaide about what happened between him and the workshop director.

"Director Li, I think our workshop director has a very low level of political awareness. The establishment of your committee is supported by the highest directive. You have the final say in our factory."

Li Huaide originally thought that what Liu Haizhong was talking about were just some trivial matters.

But Liu Haizhong's words hit the nail on the head.

This made Li Huaide very happy.

When he looked at Liu Haizhong again, he felt that the fat man in front of him was very pleasing to the eye.

He stood up, took Liu Haizhong's hand, asked him to sit down and said:

"The matter you raised is very important. It seems that you, as an old comrade, have a high level of ideological awareness and great leadership ability."

Liu Haizhong was so excited when he heard his leader’s approval.

I just felt that my talented horse had finally met its master.

"Well... Director, I won't hide it from you. I am now the head of our courtyard.

In our hospital, there are more than 20 households, eight of which work in our factory. There are more than 100 people in the hospital, all of whom are under my leadership.

You know Xu Damao, the projectionist in our factory. He is very respectful to me. There is also Yi Zhonghai, the eighth-level fitter in our factory, who is also my supervisor in our institute.

And that idiot Zhu, the chef in our factory cafeteria. His name is He Yu, He Yuzhu. And I can do whatever I want to him. "

Li Huaide had no impression of Yi Zhonghai when he heard Liu Haizhong talking about him.

But when you mention He Yuzhu and Xu Damao, you will know who they are.

One of these two people is the cook who prepares the banquet for him, and the other is the projectionist who likes to drink and show off at the table.

I didn't expect that although Liu Haizhong was not good at speaking, he was actually a person in charge.

It seems that you can't judge a person by his appearance.

Thinking that he was short of manpower and this guy just happened to recommend himself, Li Huaide decided to give Liu Haizhong a chance.

"Master Liu, how old are you this year?"

Liu Haizhong stood up and explained:

"I'm fifty-three this year, but I'm still in good health. Although I'm almost at retirement age..."

"Comrade Liu Haizhong, I'm going to let you be the head of the workers' picket team. What do you think?"

Liu Haizhong looked at Li Huaide in disbelief.

He still couldn't believe that there was such a good thing in the world.

He stood up excitedly and stammered as he looked at Li Huaide and asked:

"Director Li, what you said is...is it true?!"