The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 173 Activating Trusted Confidants and Unleashing Ruthless Tactics

In just over a week, Qian Jin fought two battles with Ma Defu.

Big win.

However, Qian Jin sometimes reflects on his actions.

I wonder if the news of my violent behavior at the grassroots level will reach the ears of the county leaders. If it does, I'm afraid I'll be seen as a troublemaker by them.

Forget about becoming a boss in a new unit, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to become a lowly soldier.

But it's alright.

Actually, he's living quite comfortably in Jiagang now, and thanks to his reputation for venturing into the Ghost Market, he can now use the mall's products quite freely.

Therefore, going to the foreign business office would only be icing on the cake for him, not a lifeline, so his expectations weren't very high.

Therefore, he had to fight Ma Defu ruthlessly.

He later changed the content of his reflection:
Did I throw the punch at the wrong angle when I beat up Ma Defu last time? Next time I need to give him a top hook!

Unfortunately, that opportunity is gone.

Madfu actually avoided the battle.

Qian Jin didn't understand what was going on. This guy simply stopped going back to the commune. No one knew if he went to the county, the city, or somewhere else. Anyway, he never showed his face again.

Zhao Dazhu was so angry that he cursed.

Without Ma Defu's key, he couldn't open the drawer or retrieve the account book.

But it's a very simple matter.

Qian Jin said that a single blow could solve a lock.

Zhao Dazhu wouldn't dare to do that.

He was afraid that Ma Defu would use this opportunity to get back at him.

After all, he's the director, and a leader with connections. If he can't deal with Qian Jin, he can certainly deal with himself.
Seeing this, Qian Jin did him another favor. Later, he called the Taishan Road Neighborhood Committee and summoned Zhou Shanhu over.

While reporting the work of the assault team to Qian Jin, Zhou Shanhu easily opened two locks.

Zhao Dazhu was shocked: "You're so fast? Actually, I have the key to the lock on the left."

Zhou Shanhu casually said, "It doesn't matter if I have a key or not, it's just something I can easily do."

What shocked others even more was Zhou Shanhu's attitude toward Qian Jin.

They only found out then.

Qian Jin was not only the captain of the porters' brigade in Jiagang, but also the leading cadre of a street in the city, with hundreds of elite men under his command, and he was in charge of several companies...

Their attitude towards Qian Jin changed again because of this.

Since Ma Defu was not at work, the company needed someone to lead it, so the three of them tacitly agreed that Qian Jin would be the leader.

However, while the attitudes of the three individuals were changeable, the attitudes of the staff at food stores, pharmacies, cooperative stores, and purchasing stations were not.

Almost all the people inside were Ma Defu's cronies; these were Ma Defu's true cronies.

The commune didn't have enough staff positions to fill. In the supply and marketing system of Zidian Commune, there were only five people who were truly employed, received commodity grain, and had a secure job. Those were the five people from the supply and marketing cooperative.

Food store sales clerks, pharmacy pharmacists, and similar positions were not formally employed; they were what would later be known as temporary workers.

Their status is similar to that of members of the city's street security task force; they don't receive a salary, but rather a 'subsidy'.

However, these jobs are very powerful. City dwellers are willing to join the security task force, while rural people are more willing to join food stores and pharmacies. It is no exaggeration to say that they fight tooth and nail to get in.

The appointment of these people was basically the responsibility of the director of the commune's supply and marketing cooperative, so Ma Defu would naturally place his own people in the positions.

A few days later, when he discovered that Zhao Dazhu, Jin Hai, and another person were getting close to Qian Jin, he realized that something was wrong and quickly activated his trump card.

On April 18th, taking advantage of Qian Jin's trip back to the city, he stormed back from the county town.

Jin Hai and the other two were somewhat surprised to see him suddenly appear:

"Director Ma, you're back?"

"Hello, Director Ma, what brings you back?"

They were very respectful, but Ma Defu seized the opportunity to make trouble: "What do you mean I'm back? I'm the leader here, shouldn't I be back?"

Liu Xiulan, who was being criticized, shrank back and said in a low voice, "It's my duty, it's my duty. I'm sorry, Director Ma, I didn't mean anything by it..."

"What do you mean?" Ma Defu pressed her.

The little girl was forced into a corner, lowered her head, her eyes reddened, and she began to sob.

Only then did Ma Defu return to his office, satisfied.

Watching his figure disappear, the three exchanged a glance, their faces filled with resentment.

What's there to brag about? Just a deserter and a defeated general!

Why didn't you dare come back when Renqian was at work? Do you even know you're a leader of this supply and marketing cooperative? What kind of leader bullies the weak and fears the strong like you?

Jin Hai comforted Liu Xiulan, saying, "He must have gone to the county or even the city to find connections to get the money. That way he definitely couldn't get through, otherwise he wouldn't have come back and yelled at you."

"Just you wait and see, he's about to explode again. Let's just pretend we didn't see or hear anything," Zhao Dazhu winked at the two of them.

Sure enough, almost as soon as he finished speaking, Ma Defu roared angrily:

"What happened? What does this mean? Why is his bed in my office?"

The three pretended not to hear.

One person was sweeping the shelves with a feather duster, another was tidying up the shelves, and a third was enthusiastically introducing cigarette brands to the old man.

Ma Defu stormed back in, yelling, "Are you deaf? Can't you hear me?"

The three looked on in surprise: "Director Ma, who are you asking about?"

Ma Defu became even angrier, pointing at Zhao Dazhu and saying, "I'm asking you! You tell me!"

"Director Ma, what did you say?" Zhao Dazhu asked with a forced smile.

"What else are you saying! What's with the bed in my office?!" he roared.

Zhao Dazhu suddenly realized and said, "Oh, it's like this, that dilapidated room that Xiao Qian used as his dormitory had half its roof blown off by a strong wind a couple of days ago..."

"And then he can live in my office? How dare he! Does he know there are confidential documents in my office? Does he know there's company money hidden in my office!" Ma Defu shouted, then suddenly laughed.

Isn't this an opportunity delivered to our doorstep?
Isn't there a way to deal with this kid?

result……

Zhao Dazhu calmly said, "Director Ma, Xiao Qian called the head of the county's logistics department at the time, and it was the head of the department who arranged for him to stay in your office."

"Xiao Qian also said that there might be things in your office that he can't touch, but you know the situation in our company. Apart from your office, there is no other place suitable for him to stay."

"We only have one dormitory room, and it's already been given to Xiao Liu. We can't let a single man and woman share a room, can we?"

Ma Defu frowned: "He called the county? Was it arranged by the county?"

Zhao Dazhu nodded: "Yes, it was arranged by the county."

"Regarding your office documents, Xiao Qian asked Director Liu of the local police station to come and seal them off."

"Your desk, your drawers, your bookshelves and bookcases are all sealed off for protection."

Ma Defu's face turned red.

Why is this little brat so cautious!

He said, "That won't do either. The leader is just making a mess of things. I have money in there, a lot of money!"

"Our company's money?" Zhao Dazhu looked at him in surprise.

Ma Defu was taken aback and suddenly realized that he had said the wrong thing.

The director of the supply and marketing cooperative is in charge of personnel, work, and conduct, but not money.

Money is something only the accountant can handle; the supervisor's job is to oversee it.

Ma Defu snorted and stormed off with his hands behind his back.

At noon, Ma Defu leaned back in his rattan chair in the office, playing with a string of shiny sandalwood prayer beads in his hand.

Outside the window, Jin Hai was on his way to the warehouse to prepare for routine inventory.

Zhao Dazhu and Liu Xiulan chatted and laughed. They were master and apprentice. Although Liu Xiulan entered the company as a saleswoman, the leader wanted to arrange for her to be an accountant. She now held two positions: saleswoman and co-accountant.

The spring breeze of reform and opening up has not yet arrived, but ducks are the first to know when the river warms in spring.

The central government doesn't suddenly implement a major policy in complete secrecy; there are always some warning signs beforehand.

For example, before the college entrance examination was announced last year, several meetings were held with intellectuals and education experts as the main participants. Those in the know and those with connections knew that the country was about to resume the college entrance examination.

Similarly, supply and marketing cooperatives and commerce bureaus have now guessed that the country will make major policy changes in the economy, so they are all training talents.

Madfu is not on the list.

He squinted as he watched the three disappear, and his lips twitched slightly.

Nobody even glanced into his office!
He knew what was going on.

These three people have already sided with Qian Jin.

Money in!

"You little brat, you think you can cause trouble as soon as you arrive?"

"This arrogant brat, just because he's sent by the city, dares to act wildly on my turf!"

Madfu cursed under his breath and slammed the rosary beads heavily on the desk.

The enamel mug on the table rattled, and a few drops of jasmine tea spilled out, leaving faint water stains on the photo of him and the county commerce bureau director under the glass tabletop.

"Xiao Liu!" Ma Defu called out towards the door.

Liu Xiulan rushed in: "Director Ma, what can I do for you?"

Ma Defu said lazily, "Go to the grocery store and call Fatty Wang over."

Liu Xiulan hurriedly went out again. Ma Defu stared at her wiggling little bottom, and finally shook his head.

The young girl is too thin and bony; the mature woman has much more charm.

Soon, Fatty Wang from the commune's food store rushed in, his white coat stained with oil, carrying a bundle of fried dough sticks: "Director Ma, you wanted to see me?"

As he spoke, he hung the fried dough sticks on the table for Ma Defu.

These fried dough sticks are fried in peanut oil, unlike those fried in soybean oil or rapeseed oil. They don't look as appealing, but they taste delicious.

Peanut-fried dough sticks have a magical characteristic: they get better the longer they sit. When they cool down and harden, they become crunchy and more fragrant the more you chew them.

Ma Defu ate the fried dough stick as a snack.

This was a unique privilege in the entire commune. Nowadays, who would be willing to use peanut oil to fry dough sticks or fried fish?

In rural production teams, many families only receive one or two kilograms of vegetable oil a year, and they never see peanut oil all year round!
Ma Defu took a bite of a fried dough stick; it was crunchy and fragrant.

He nodded with satisfaction.

Fatty Wang chuckled: "Director, haven't had this for days, huh?"

Ma Defu glared at him: "Stop laughing and joking with me."

He lowered his voice again and asked, "Didn't that little brat Qian Jin come to you for food?"

Fatty Wang spoke with admiration: "No, he only had work-related contact with me. I wanted to get something from you to use against you, but he wouldn't take it, absolutely refused. He's truly a good cadre!"

Madford stared at him fiercely.

Realizing he had misspoke, Fatty Wang quickly added, "But he wasn't a good person, he he he..."

After thinking about it for a while but not being able to find any shortcomings in Qianjin, I can only add one more point firmly:
"He's not a good person!"

Ma Defu nodded with a gloomy face: "Alright, stop nagging. Listen carefully, you know my relationship with him, right?"

Fatty Wang immediately replied, "Understood, the whole commune knows now..."

"Know what?" Madford asked immediately.

Fatty Wang made another slip of the tongue, stammering and refusing to answer.

Ma Defu slammed his hand on the table, startling the man who trembled. He said helplessly, "I know you got beaten up by Qian Jin twice, I know you peed your pants from the beating..."

"Who the hell got beaten so badly by Qian Jin that they wet their pants?" Ma Defu was so angry that smoke was practically coming out of his nostrils.

Fatty Wang said weakly, "Someone must be spreading rumors, someone is definitely making things up."

“It’s just spreading rumors. Listen carefully, during this time, you keep a close eye on that Qian Jin.” He gave Fatty Wang a meaningful look. “You know what to do.”

Fatty Wang nodded knowingly, his greasy face beaming with a smile: "Don't worry, I'll make sure he can't move an inch."

Ma Defu smiled with satisfaction: "Not only will you be unable to move an inch, you'll also have to help me take him down!"

Fatty Wang's fat face twitched, revealing a shocked expression: "Ah! Me?"

Ma Defu frowned: "Of course it's not just you, but also Li Weiguo and the others from the medical station."

"Call a meeting for our Ma family army and convey my instructions and spirit to them, understand?"

“Understood, understood,” Fatty Wang nodded. “But Director Ma, aren’t you going to talk to them?”

"To be honest, Director Ma, your recent absence from the office has been causing quite a stir. Some people are saying you're afraid of Qian Jin..."

"Fuck your mother's ass!" Ma Defu cursed angrily. "The county sent a notice asking me to go for training. I came back today to handle some urgent work, but I still have to go for training tomorrow and the day after."

Fatty Wang bowed and scraped: "Then I wish you all the best in your studies. Is there anything else, Director Ma?"

Madford pointed to the bedding on the cot: "Move them all to that lousy house."

"Damn it, what kind of brat is this? How dare he share a room with me?"

The next morning, Ma Defu took a Jiefang brand truck used for delivering goods to the county town.

However, he did not attend any training classes. Instead, he used his connections to stay in the best room at the county guesthouse and remotely controlled the activities of the Zidian Commune every day by phone.

Qian Jin returned to work with a beaming smile after his vacation.

Working in the countryside also had its advantages; he couldn't indulge in sensual pleasures, and he regained his youthful health.

He still vividly remembers Wei Qinghuan's pitiful pleas for mercy last night.

Qingming Festival has passed, and in a couple of days, it will be Grain Rain.

At this time of year, spring plowing is in full swing.

According to regulations, supply and marketing cooperatives are required to inspect the supply of spring farming materials at various distribution units.

In previous years, this matter was handled by Ma Defu.

This year, Comrade Ma is nowhere to be seen.

Zhao Dazhu chaired the meeting and then put Qian Jin in charge of this matter.

There's no other reason than that everyone here is a smart person. They all know that these people in the secondary distribution units are Ma Defu's confidants, and they all know that they can't control them and are unwilling to humiliate themselves.

Qian Jin didn't care; since no one else wanted to do the work, he would do it himself.

The closest place across from the supply and marketing cooperative was the commune's food store.

Qian Jin strolled over, and before he even entered the door, he heard the loud voice of the person in charge, Fatty Wang:

"Oh, the leader has come at the right time. We just received a batch of fresh ribbonfish and are about to distribute them to the various teams."

Qian Jin pushed open the door and went inside. Behind the counter, he saw several large wooden basins filled with ribbonfish, but the quantity was obviously small and they had already started to smell fishy.

There was also a rather attractive female sales clerk in the store, who was cracking sunflower seeds and shaking her leg. She slowly stood up when she saw him come in.

"Manager Wang, how many kilograms are there in this batch of ribbonfish? How are you planning to distribute them?" Qian Jin took out his notebook to register.

Fatty Wang rubbed his hands and said, "The county approved 500 jin, and each brigade should be able to get about 40 jin, but..."

He looked at the wooden basins again with a troubled expression: "There was a problem during transportation, and only about 300 jin actually arrived. What do you think of this distribution plan..."

Qian Jin frowned: "Such a big difference? Let me see the shipping document and the acceptance form."

"Well, boss, you're putting me in a difficult position," Fatty Wang sighed. "How can these forms stay with me? They're usually kept by your first-level unit, or Director Ma."

Qian Jin stared at Fatty Wang for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Did Director Ma come to the food store before he left?"

Fatty Wang's expression changed, but he quickly put on a smile again: "How could that be? Director Ma left in a hurry when he went to the county town for training last time, and I didn't even get to see him before he got on the bus."

Qian Jin asked slowly, "First of all, we didn't know that Director Ma went to the county town for training. How did you know that you didn't see him?"

"Secondly, since Director Ma didn't meet with you, how did he take the transport documents and acceptance forms?"

Fatty Wang habitually started stammering.

The saleswoman was quite bold; her image these days is that of a woman who's not to be messed with.
Her long hair was braided into a long braid, she was covered in makeup and smelled very fragrant, she wore lipstick, had a scarf tied around her neck, her chest was full and her buttocks stretched her red polyester pants tightly.

This kind of appearance is too avant-garde in rural areas nowadays, and people will say behind her back that she's having an affair.

She smoothed her hair, stepped forward, and said directly:

"If you have any questions, go ask Director Ma directly. What's the use of asking us? We're just here to get things done; we're just lowly soldiers."

"Come on, make way, I need to sweep the floor."

Qian Jin slammed his hand on the table and shouted, "What kind of attitude is this? Can't I even ask you questions? This is truly rude!"

"Me, being domineering? How is being domineering when I'm just sweeping the floor?" The woman was clearly prepared to charge into battle. "You're quite something, a leader from the city. Call someone to judge this..."

Qian Jin said sternly, "No need to argue. I've heard about your work style for a long time, and the leaders in the county and city have heard about it too."

"Alright, I've seen it all with my own eyes today. Enough said. You're fired, comrade. Get back home and the food store will hire a new sales clerk!"

Wang Pangzi and the saleswoman were completely dumbfounded.

You say we're arrogant and domineering?

The saleswoman got angry and shouted, "Why are you firing me? What right do you have to fire me? You're not a manager..."

"I'm a cadre with level 25 benefits, and you're saying I'm not a leader? You're like a blind man climbing stairs, you don't even know who's above you!" Qian Jin interrupted her sternly.

"Let me tell you, my rank and benefits are two levels higher than your respected Section Chief Ma. The last one who was all talk and no action with me was your Section Chief Ma. You know what happened to him. I beat him to a pulp and sent him packing!"

"You all think you're more powerful than Section Chief Ma? Let me tell you the truth, my connections are in the city. Go ask around at the city's supply and marketing cooperative before you try to argue with me!"

Fatty Wang was stunned by his direct attack.

How can Qian Jin, at such a young age, be so domineering and arrogant? He's even more domineering and arrogant than Director Ma!
But Qian Jin knew this approach would work.

He grew up in the countryside and knows how rural people do things.

Here, scheming and appeasement are meaningless; it all comes down to who has the stronger fist and who has the most ruthless methods.

Wang Pangzi and his companion thought he would come to investigate, so they tried to stir up trouble and muddy the waters of the food store, hoping he would take advantage of the situation.

It turns out they weren't planning on slacking off; they were there to fry fish.

Qian Jin slammed his fist on the counter and yelled a bunch of things. He didn't ask any more questions and turned to leave, saying, "That woman can go home, or you can go to the county and complain about me."

"But let me make this clear: if you go to the county to sue me, you'll either bring me down, or I'll slowly deal with you, your family, and your entire production team!"

There is no other way to go!

The woman became agitated and stepped forward to block him, throwing a tantrum: "You can't dismiss me! Oh, heavens above! Oh, all you leaders..."

She tugged at Qian Jin's clothes, and Qian Jin ripped her collar back, delivering two powerful blows to her genitals.

Then Qian Jin dragged her out and shouted to the people outside:

"Come and see, come and look! Whose wife or daughter is this? She's shameless! She saw that I'm a cadre from the city and, in her delusions, thought she could follow me into the city. She actually tried to tear my clothes and act like a hooligan..."

Like the supply and marketing cooperative, the food store was located near the commune's main road.

So when Qian Jin started shouting, people came running to see what was going on.

Fatty Wang was sweating profusely.

Damn, this money transfer doesn't follow any rules.

He eliminated the path of his shrewish subordinate's tantrums and disruptive behavior, leaving the two of them with nowhere to go!
(End of this chapter)