In the fiery red era of the heavens, refrigerators are refreshed daily.

Chapter 137, Section 136: The Opportunity for Room Allocation, Joining the Organization on the Front Lines, and Advancing Again

In September, the summer heat in Shanghai had not yet completely subsided. The sticky heat in the air, like an invisible hand, slowly pressed down on the dusty cement buildings of the Red Star State-owned Cotton Mill.

The cicadas' desperate chirping sounded particularly stubborn under the increasingly clear autumn sun.

Around 11 a.m. on Monday, the familiar footsteps, with the distinctive rhythm of soldiers, finally echoed from the end of the corridor.

Yang Guangming immediately stood up from the hardwood chair in the outer room, his back straight as a javelin, and his gaze turned to the doorway.

The dark brown wooden door was pushed open, and Zhao Guodong's tall figure walked in, still carrying the lingering smell of smoke from the conference room.

His brows were habitually furrowed slightly, and the top button of his dark blue "Dika" short-sleeved shirt was still fastened meticulously. His expression was more serious than usual, but his steps remained steady and powerful.

"Xiao Yang." Zhao Guodong's voice was strong with a northern accent, his gaze sweeping over Yang Guangming, "Come in for a moment."

"Yes, Factory Director." Yang Guangming followed closely behind and gently closed the door to the inner office.

The faint smell of tar from "Daqianmen" cigarettes still lingered in the air, mixed with the imposing aura emanating from Zhao Guodong.

Zhao Guodong did not sit down immediately, but stood by the window with his back to the door, looking down at the factory area where the machines were still roaring.

After a moment of silence, he turned around, his sharp gaze falling on Yang Guangming's face, carrying a sense of consideration, as well as a hint of unspoken sincerity.

"We just finished the factory committee meeting," Zhao Guodong said, his voice low but clear. "There's an important point I need to tell you beforehand."

He walked behind the large desk and unconsciously tapped his fingers on the smooth, red lacquered surface.

Yang Guangming held his breath and focused intently, his hands hanging naturally at his sides, his posture upright and focused.

"There's a new directive from above." Zhao Guodong's gaze seemed to penetrate the wall, looking into the distance. "It calls for 'going deep into the grassroots and praising ordinary workers,' and to create a new upsurge in promoting the spirit of the working class as masters of the country. The factory is going to launch a major campaign."

He paused, then emphasized, "A large-scale, high-profile operation."

He opened the drawer, took out a summary of the factory committee resolution that still smelled of ink, and instead of handing it to Yang Guangming, he went straight to the point:

"The factory committee unanimously approved and introduced extremely generous incentive measures."

The goal is simple: to encourage all cadres and employees of the factory to pick up their pens and write down the advanced deeds and spirit of ordinary workers at our Hongxing Factory, and publish them in newspapers and magazines!

Zhao Guodong's gaze sharpened. "Listen carefully to the specific rewards, and remember them well:"
Publish a positive article about an ordinary worker in our factory in a local newspaper or magazine, and you'll receive a reward of one pound of meat coupons, ten feet of defective fabric from the factory's inventory, and five points added to your housing allocation score! Multiple articles will accumulate these rewards!

Zhao Guodong's voice rose slightly, carrying a persuasive force, "The key is national-level newspapers! If we can publish an article in a major newspaper like the Workers' Daily or the People's Daily!"

He held up one finger, “Two jin of meat ration coupons! Twenty feet of defective cloth! Ten extra points for housing!”

Next, two fingers: "Publish two articles! Reward: One of three shopping vouchers – bicycle voucher, sewing machine voucher, or watch voucher, your choice!"
In addition, there are 30 feet of first-class 'Dacron' fabric, specially approved outside of the plan! This will add 20 points to your room allocation!

Three fingers were raised again, like three pillars supporting the sky, carrying a heavy promise: "Publish three or more articles! You will directly be eligible for housing allocation, or the right to exchange for a larger apartment!"

The air in the office seemed to freeze instantly.

The incessant roar of machines outside the window seemed to be pushed away by the huge shockwave of the reward.

Yang Guangming's heart pounded like a drum in his chest, and a surge of scalding heat rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!
Room allocation!

Independent housing!

This is his most urgent desire to settle down in this city and truly make a living!

Following the established path and accumulating seniority, waiting in line for housing allocation, may not even bring hope for three to five years.

And now, a glittering, alluring staircase suddenly appears before our eyes!

Zhao Guodong's gaze was fixed on Yang Guangming, whose eyes were slightly bright with excitement, but he forced himself to suppress the turmoil in his eyes and spoke earnestly:

"Guangming, this opportunity is once in a lifetime! The factory has invested heavily to keep up with this policy trend! The window of opportunity is very short."

He tapped the table hard with his index finger. "It will take at least half a month, at most a month. Once this storm passes, even if you can publish ten or eight more articles in major newspapers in the future, these rewards, especially the housing allocation qualification, will never come again!"

He leaned forward slightly, lowered his voice, and conveyed an undeniable promise and expectation:
"I know you've been looking forward to being allocated a house. If you can seize this opportunity, you can publish more than three articles in a major national newspaper."

I, Zhao Guodong, hereby assure you that the rewards stipulated in the factory committee's resolution, especially your eligibility for housing, will definitely be implemented! It's a done deal!

Yang Guangming felt a dryness in his throat.

He nodded vigorously, his voice slightly trembling with excitement, yet exceptionally firm: "Factory Manager, I understand! I will definitely seize this opportunity! I will not let you down!"

A rare hint of approval and relaxation appeared on Zhao Guodong's face. He picked up a matchbox with a Tiananmen pattern on it, took out a "Daqianmen" cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag. The bluish-white smoke swirled and rose.

"Good! It's good that you have this determination! Remember, time waits for no one! Give it your all! The factory, including myself, will fully support you!"

Stepping out of Zhao Guodong's office, Yang Guangming felt the steam rising in the corridor become scorching hot and full of power.

Every word on the reward list—meat coupons, cloth coupons, the three major items, "Dacron" (a type of synthetic fiber), housing allocation qualification—repeatedly echoed and collided in his mind, eventually converging into an incredibly clear and incredibly tempting goal.

He clenched his fists, his eyes sharp as unsheathed blades.

Confidence? Of course he does!
Since receiving Zhou Bingsheng's unreserved guidance, which filled the gaps in the article's structure and policy perspective, coupled with his forward-thinking insights and accurate grasp of the current political climate, he is no longer the young man who only knew how to bury himself in writing materials.

National-level newspapers and periodicals? He had considered it, but since he hadn't received payment for his previous articles, he lacked motivation, and many of his ideas remained just that—ideas.

Now, the immense motivation and the pressing time are like two whips, lashing him fiercely!
For the next two days, Yang Guangming was like a precision machine running at full speed. He completed the daily tasks assigned by Zhao Guodong efficiently, smoothly and flawlessly.

Cleaning, organizing files, scheduling, handling phone calls, taking notes in meetings...

Every step was precise and meticulous, leaving Zhao Guodong with virtually no room for error.

However, he devoted all his spare time and all his energy to that article about fate.

He declined all unnecessary chatter and visits, and even for lunch he would quickly eat a few bites of food from the cafeteria before returning to his small cubicle.

In my mind, countless ideas are churning, colliding, and being filtered.

Ultimately, one theme clearly emerged—technological innovation!
This is the most crucial work at Hongxing Factory right now, the area where Zhao Guodong has devoted the most effort and which best embodies the collective wisdom and sense of ownership of the working class!

Moreover, this technological reform was personally led and promoted by Zhao Guodong!

After much deliberation, he finalized the title: "Red Craftsmanship Under the Spindle: A Portrait of Ordinary Workers in the Technological Innovation of the Red Star State-Owned Cotton Mill".

Instead of focusing on a single model worker, he concentrated on a "collective portrait" and "craftsmanship"—which not only aligns with the propaganda tone of "ordinary workers" but also cleverly showcases the collective wisdom and collaborative strength of workers from multiple workshops and trades amidst the wave of technological innovation.

The "three-step method for maintaining the rollers" explored by the maintenance workers in the cotton cleaning workshop; the day and night battle of the "three-in-one" team in the bobbin spinning process to overcome the bottleneck of the automatic doffing device; Old Zhang in the boiler room's "recycled waste heat utilization" valve that sparked his inspiration and saved more than 300 tons of coal a year...

These real, vivid cases, imbued with the smell of engine oil and sweat, are like scattered pearls, cleverly and naturally strung together by him using the main theme of "collective collaboration" and "red craftsmanship".

He hunched over his desk and wrote furiously.

The pen nib scratched on the manuscript paper, like a silkworm eating leaves.

He abandoned all flowery language and empty slogans, using the simplest, most powerful, and most down-to-earth language to tell the story of the workers' flashes of wisdom when facing difficulties, their perseverance in solving problems, and their simple joy and pride after the success of the innovation.

Every piece of data is meticulously crafted to be accurate and withstand scrutiny; every case study is designed to be vivid and relatable, allowing readers to almost smell the machine oil in the workshop, hear the roar of the machines, and see the focused expressions of the workers.

He did not mention the name "Zhao Guodong" in the article. However, the phrases "strong support from factory leaders," "clear guidance," and "creating favorable conditions for innovation" all point to that enterprising deputy factory director.

Affirming the tremendous achievements and far-reaching significance of this technological innovation is the most powerful and ingenious affirmation of Zhao Guodong's leadership!

For two days and two nights, we barely slept or rested.

When the last full period landed on the manuscript paper, Yang Guangming put down the worn-out "Hero" fountain pen and let out a long, deep sigh of relief.

The handwriting on the manuscript paper was clear and neat, with the ink penetrating the paper.

He rubbed his bloodshot eyes, and without the slightest hesitation, immediately took out the envelope he had prepared, neatly wrote the address of the editorial department of the Workers' Daily, and sent it out as soon as possible.

Success or failure depends on this!
The wait after submitting a manuscript is like being tortured on a hot coal fire.

Yang Guangming remained outwardly calm and handled official business with perfect composure, but only he knew that his heart would leap every time the black rotary dial phone in his office rang.

During the agonizing wait, he began to conceive the content of two other articles.

In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

In the afternoon, Yang Guangming was organizing materials for the factory meeting in the outer room when the usually quiet telephone suddenly rang loudly, the sound particularly jarring in the otherwise quiet office.

He immediately put down the documents in his hand, took a few steps forward, picked up the receiver, and said in a steady voice, "Hello, this is the office of Deputy Factory Director Zhao Guodong."

"Hello, is this the Hongxing State-owned Cotton Mill?"

A clear male voice with a northern accent came from the other end of the phone, his tone formal and serious: "I am Editor Zhang from the editorial department of the Workers' Daily."

Yang Guangming's heart skipped a beat for a moment, then began to beat strongly again.

He subconsciously straightened his back: "Yes, Editor Zhang, hello. I am Yang Guangming, the secretary of Factory Director Zhao Guodong."

"Oh, hello Comrade Yang Guangming."

Editor Zhang's voice seemed to carry a hint of warmth after confirmation, "We have received your submission, 'Red Craftsmanship Under the Spindle: A Portrait of Ordinary Workers in the Technological Innovation of the Red Star State-Owned Cotton Mill,' which you have signed."

Our editorial team has reviewed the article, and it's very well written! Very solid!

It's authentic, vivid, and powerful—perfectly aligned with our current requirements for promoting the working class's sense of ownership and responsibility!

Yang Guangming felt a surge of immense joy rush to his head, almost bursting out of his throat, but his strong self-control instantly suppressed it.

He took a deep breath, his voice remaining calm and humble: "Thank you for your recognition, Editor Zhang! This is the result of the joint efforts of all the workers at our Hongxing Factory."

"Yes, the article has a very good theme and content, and we plan to use it."

Editor Zhang then changed the subject, becoming more formal, "According to our newspaper's regulations, especially for articles of this weight that praise the advanced deeds of the working class, a political review must be conducted with the author's work unit before the article is officially published."

We need your organization's Party organization or personnel department to provide a formal written certificate within two days regarding the author, Comrade Yang Guangming's, political affiliation and current performance. After confirming by phone, this certificate needs to be mailed to our editorial department for filing.

"Background check confirmed?"

Yang Guangming's heart tightened slightly, but then he relaxed.

His resume is spotless, his background is impeccable, and there are absolutely no issues with his political background check. "Okay, Editor Zhang, I understand. I will report to my superiors immediately and will definitely send the supporting documents to your agency within two days."

"Okay, that's settled then. Looking forward to your materials. Goodbye."

Goodbye, Editor Zhang! Thank you!

After hanging up the phone, Yang Guangming felt his palms were sweaty.

Become!

The Workers' Daily! A major national newspaper!
The first step, and the most crucial one, went so smoothly!

A wave of immense joy washed over him, but he immediately forced himself to calm down.

Background check! Two days!
He quickly tidied his appearance and knocked on the door of the inner room.

"Enter."

As Yang Guangming pushed open the door, he saw Zhao Guodong engrossed in a production report, his brow furrowed.

"Factory Director, the editorial department of the Workers' Daily just called!" Yang Guangming's voice carried a hint of barely suppressed excitement, but remained clear and steady.

Zhao Guodong suddenly raised his head, his sharp gaze shooting out like lightning: "What do you mean?"

"They've reviewed and approved the article! They plan to use it!"

Yang Guangming spoke faster, "However, the editor requires our unit to issue a political background check certificate for me within two days."

"They need to confirm my political affiliation and conduct over the phone before it can be officially published in the newspaper. Written supporting documents need to be sent out as soon as possible." "Okay!"

Zhao Guodong slammed his hand on the table with a loud "bang," and his face instantly lit up with undisguised surprise and admiration:

"Good job, lad! Well done! Starting with a national-level newspaper, a great first shot! Political vetting?"

He waved his hand dismissively, "What kind of question is this! Don't I know your situation? You have impeccable political background and an excellent record!"

He stood up, paced quickly around the office, and thought sharply.

Suddenly, he stopped and looked intently at Yang Guangming: "Guangming, I remember that after you became my secretary, the first thing you did was submit your application to join the Party, right?"

“Yes, Factory Director. It was submitted more than a month ago, and Director Han handled the transfer,” Yang Guangming replied immediately.

"Great!" A glint flashed in Zhao Guodong's eyes, as if he had seen a perfect opportunity. "Have the activist qualifications been confirmed?"

"Director Han informed me last week that the factory's Party Committee Organization Department had approved and confirmed my qualification as an active applicant for Party membership," Yang Guangming answered truthfully.

Zhao Guodong clapped his hands sharply: "That's right! Adding icing on the cake! Joining the Party on the front lines!"
A young cadre who is actively seeking to join the organization and has high ideological awareness publishes an article praising the working class in the Workers' Daily as a member of the organization. This level of political awareness and ideological weight is completely different!
Getting the article approved is a plus, and it will further enhance the image of the factory and our entire Hongxing Factory!

He immediately grabbed the black telephone on the table and dialed the number for the factory's Party Committee Organization Department with strong, rapid fingers:
"Hey, this is Zhao Guodong! Is Old Chen from the Organization Department here?... Old Chen, come to my office right now! Immediately! It's important!"

The tone was an unquestionable command.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Guodong looked at Yang Guangming, his tone filled with determination and strong confidence:
"Guangming, don't worry about anything else these next two days! Fully cooperate with the Organization Department! Every step of the Party membership process must be followed without skipping a single detail, but efficiency must be maximized! I will personally communicate with Secretary Tian!"
I need to see your probationary party membership approved within two days!

The political background check certificate from the Workers' Daily must be issued in the applicant's capacity as a probationary Party member! Understand?

"Understood, Factory Director!" Yang Guangming felt a warm current flow through his body, and his eyes were filled with unwavering determination.

Zhao Guodong is using all his energy and connections to clear this last obstacle for him, while maximizing the political impact of this published article!

The next two days felt like a silent battle.

Under Zhao Guodong's personal supervision and full-fledged promotion, the factory's Party Committee Organization Department started operating at a speed that was almost like "special handling for special cases".

Yang Guangming's application to join the Party was resubmitted, his ideological reports were quickly reviewed, and organizational talks were conducted intensively.

The branch meeting was convened and passed a resolution as quickly as possible.

Zhao Guodong personally went to Secretary Tian's place, and after discussing something, he returned with a resolute expression.

Finally, before the deadline set by the editorial department of the Workers' Daily, a formal written certificate bearing the bright red seal of the Party Committee of Hongxing State-owned Cotton Mill, confirming Comrade Yang Guangming as a probationary Party member (with a one-year probationary period), along with his evaluation materials on his excellent performance, was sent to the capital via express mail after being confirmed by telephone.

Just two days after the political background check was successfully completed via phone, on an ordinary morning, as usual, after the factory's loudspeakers finished playing the stirring "The East Is Red," the announcer's voice suddenly became exceptionally clear, loud, and full of inspiring power:

"Fellow workers of the factory! The following is an important article! This article is published on page two of today's Workers' Daily!"

The author is Comrade Yang Guangming, the secretary of Zhao Guodong, the deputy director of our factory!
The article is titled "Red Craftsmanship Under the Spindle: A Portrait of Ordinary Workers in the Technological Innovation of the Hongxing State-Owned Cotton Mill!"

In an instant, the entire Hongxing State-owned Cotton Mill seemed to have been put on pause.

The roar of the machines in the workshop seemed to have decreased by a decibel, the clattering of bowls and chopsticks in the canteen stopped, and the workers walking on the tree-lined path all stopped and looked up in the direction from which the sound came.

The announcer's melodious and emotional voice resonated clearly in every corner of the factory area:
"...In the vigorous wave of technological innovation at the Hongxing State-owned Cotton Mill, what shines is not a few individual stars, but the collective brilliance condensed by the wisdom and sweat of countless ordinary workers!"

Beneath the spinning spindles of the fine spinning machine, amidst the roar of the bobbin spinning process, and in the sweltering heat of the boiler room, the pulse of 'red craftsmanship' beats everywhere…

The article was broadcast in its entirety.

The announcer's voice was sometimes powerful and resonant, recounting the hardships of overcoming difficulties; sometimes full of emotion, depicting the workers' simple yet brilliant language; and sometimes passionate and inspiring, showcasing the joy and benefits brought by successful innovation.

"...Master Wang, the maintenance worker in the cleaning workshop, figured out a 'three-step method for maintaining the rollers,' which reduced the yarn breakage rate by a whopping three percentage points!"
Behind this lies countless days and nights of meticulous observation and repeated experiments, supported by the simple belief of 'saving an inch of yarn for the country'!..."

In the spinning workshop, Master Wang, whose name had been called, was bending over to inspect the machine.

When he heard his name and story on the radio, his dark face flushed red instantly. He stood up awkwardly, and his coworkers immediately looked at him with envy and admiration. Someone patted him hard on the shoulder.

"...The tackling of the automatic doffing device in the bobbin spinning process was once trapped in the predicament of 'implementing the project using rudimentary methods,' and the blueprints were jokingly referred to as 'armchair theorizing.'"

At a critical moment, the factory leaders made a decisive decision to form a "three-in-one" team composed of technicians, veteran workers, and workshop cadres!
Veteran technician Li, along with several young key personnel, worked tirelessly in the workshop for three days and three nights. When they were hungry, they would eat a cold steamed bun; when they were tired, they would take a nap next to the machine. With their tenacious spirit, they solved the critical problem of the machine jamming!
Now, doffing efficiency has increased by 25%, and the labor intensity of workers has been greatly reduced! ..."

In the second workshop's drum cranking section, several young workers operating the new equipment listened to the radio broadcast recounting their personal experiences. Their backs straightened even more, and their faces beamed with pride.

Chen Guoqiang, the workshop director who was on inspection, also had a relieved smile on his face.

"...The most touching story is that of Mr. Zhang, who is nearly sixty years old, working in the boiler room!"

The seemingly insignificant modification of a small valve for 'return water waste heat utilization' was inspired by his decades of experience operating boilers and a chance observation!

This small valve, which uses the waste heat of the return water to preheat the cold water, saved the factory 312 tons of coal a year!
This saved the country over 11,000 yuan!
Master Zhang often said, "Whether the boiler burns well or not, you must keep track of the numbers in your mind! Wasting a single drop of water or a piece of coal is a crime against the country!"

These simple words are a true reflection of the sense of ownership and noble consciousness of millions of ordinary workers! ..."

At the entrance of the boiler room, Old Zhang was holding a large iron shovel when he heard his name mentioned on the radio, especially the line "Wasting a drop of water or a piece of coal is a crime against the country," and his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

He quickly lowered his head, pretending to tidy up the coal pile, and secretly wiped the corner of his eye with the back of his rough hand.

The young stokers next to him looked at him with great respect.

After the article was finished, the announcer gave a passionate summary:

"...Comrade Yang Guangming's article vividly demonstrates the boundless wisdom and creative power displayed by the vast number of ordinary workers in our Hongxing State-owned Cotton Mill during the technological innovation!"
They are the cornerstone of the company's development and the true creators of the "red craftsmanship spirit"!
Let us pay tribute to these ordinary workers who dedicate themselves silently! Let us pay tribute to the pioneering and innovative spirit of the Red Star!

The broadcast ended, but the entire Red Star State-Owned Cotton Mill was like a pot of oil that had been lit, instantly boiling over!
"Did you hear that? Wang Mazi! You've been reported! In the Workers' Daily! The whole country can see it!" The spinning workshop erupted in commotion.

"Old Zhang! You're something else! You do big things quietly! Saving over ten thousand yuan a year! That's incredible!"

"That Yang Guangming, is he the new factory director Zhao's secretary? His article is excellent! He explains our work so clearly!"

"Wow, a national-level newspaper! Our Red Star Factory has really made a name for itself this time!"

"Two catties of meat ration coupons! Twenty feet of cloth ration coupons! Plus extra points for housing! My God! This reward..."

"She's a secretary, she's capable! If you can get an article published in the Workers' Daily, you can do it too!"

"Three articles and you can get a room? Wow..."

The workers were all smiles and discussing among themselves, a strong sense of collective honor and pride permeating the crowd.

The article describes the people around them, the things they are familiar with, and the technological innovations they jointly participated in!
This is more effective than any empty slogan in inspiring their sense of identity and belonging.

Although the article did not name Yang Guangming and Deputy Factory Director Zhao Guodong, everyone knew that he was in charge of the technological innovation. The two instantly became the focus of discussion throughout the factory.

A sense of pride and honor resonated in the hearts of every worker at the Red Star Factory.

Zhao Guodong stood by the window of his office, listening to the faint noise coming from downstairs and watching the workers excitedly discussing, a deep, satisfied smile appeared on his face.

The effect was even better than he had expected!

Yang Guangming's article not only perfectly achieved its publicity goal, but also served as a solid foundation for his upward climb, like a weighty gold brick.

His sharp gaze fell on the direction of the factory's Party Committee office building, and he had already made up his mind.

A few days later, in the meeting room of the Party Committee of Hongxing State-owned Cotton Mill.

The atmosphere was solemn and respectful.

A portrait of the leader and a bright red Party flag hang on the wall.

All members of the factory's Party Committee sat around the oval conference table.

Secretary Tian sat in the main seat, his expression calm and composed, revealing little emotion.

Zhao Guodong, who was attending the event, sat at the back with his back straight and his face calm, but there was a power hidden in the depths of his eyes.

The meeting moved on to personnel matters.

Secretary Tian adjusted his glasses, glanced around at the assembled committee members, and spoke in a low voice, yet with the authority of a secretary:
"Comrades, in accordance with the spirit of the higher authorities regarding strengthening the construction of enterprise leadership teams, and in light of the current work realities and development needs of our factory."

In particular, considering Comrade Zhao Guodong's outstanding contributions in presiding over the factory's production and technology work, especially in promoting technological innovation recently, as well as his performance in grasping the political direction and implementing the spirit of the higher authorities.

I propose that Comrade Zhao Guodong be added as a member of the factory's Party Committee. Please consider this.

A brief silence fell over the meeting room.

The addition of new Party Committee members is not merely a change in position, but a significant enhancement of political status and influence.

Zhao Guodong was previously only the deputy factory director in charge of production and an important member of the factory affairs committee.

The Party Committee is the core of the company's leadership, controlling the political direction and deciding on major personnel and strategic issues. Joining the Party Committee means formally entering the factory's highest decision-making level.

The committee members' eyes, whether openly or subtly, were fixed on Zhao Guodong.

This young deputy factory director was tough and capable. In particular, this technological innovation and the subsequent publicity in the Workers' Daily brought him great prestige and the politically correct aura of "keeping up with the times".

The fact that Secretary Tian personally nominated him speaks volumes about his significance.

After a brief silence, Committee Member Huo spoke first: "I agree with Secretary Tian's proposal. Comrade Guodong is young and energetic, with decisiveness and ideas in his work, especially in promoting production and innovation, where his achievements are obvious to all."

Adding a member to the Party Committee will strengthen the leadership team and better promote the work of the entire factory.

Immediately afterwards, Committee Member Lao Sun, known for his tough style, also nodded: "Comrade Zhao Guodong is principled, dares to take charge and manage, and has achieved practical results in technological innovation. I agree."

With Secretary Arita's decision and the support of these two heavyweight committee members, the other committee members also expressed their agreement.

The meeting proceeded exceptionally smoothly.

Ultimately, all members of the Party Committee voted by show of hands and unanimously passed the resolution to add Zhao Guodong as a member of the Party Committee of Hongxing State-owned Cotton Mill.

The dust has settled.

Zhao Guodong stood up, bowed slightly to Secretary Tian and the committee members present, his face displaying a calm and appropriately humble demeanor.
"Thank you for the organization's trust, and thank you to Secretary Tian and all the committee members for their support."

I will definitely strengthen my studies, conscientiously perform my duties, and, under the collective leadership of the Party Committee, do my utmost to fulfill my responsibilities and live up to everyone's expectations.

His gaze briefly met Secretary Tian's calm gaze in the air, and they understood each other without saying a word.

This step, though only a "small half-step," is a crucial one.

From this moment on, he officially stepped into the core circle of power at the Red Star State-Owned Cotton Mill.

The news spread like wildfire throughout the entire factory.

Deputy Factory Director Zhao Guodong's prestige reached a new height.

As his personal secretary, she personally ignited the first stage of this reputation "rocket," and her status and the importance she received naturally rose accordingly.

Zhao Guodong's attitude toward Yang Guangming underwent a subtle but significant change.

That reliance was more evident, and the trust was even deeper.

When handing over tasks, there was a hint of entrustment in his eyes, as if he were one of their own.

Some broader and more core information has also begun to be consciously shared and understood by Yang Guangming.

Yang Guangming clearly felt that the invisible bridge between himself and this increasingly powerful leader had become stronger and wider.

The opportunity he seized not only earned him a stepping stone to independent residence, but also secured a more significant position for Zhao Guodong on the large ship that is the Red Star State-owned Cotton Mill.

(End of this chapter)