at the same time.

Outside the imposing iron gate of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

Factory director Yang Jianguo, along with the factory's leadership team, lined up early and waited here.

Yang Jianguo was a thin, fifty-something-year-old man, dressed in a faded Zhongshan suit. He had worked in a military factory as a technician in his early years and was a true pragmatist. However, he often felt powerless in the face of the factory's complex personnel relationships and factional struggles.

Standing to Yang Jianguo's left is Li Huaide, the deputy factory director in charge of logistics and procurement.

Deputy Factory Director Li was in his forties, fair-skinned and plump, with a slicked-back hairstyle and a perpetually shrewd smile. He was a typical bureaucrat, forming cliques, reselling materials, and lining his own pockets; he was the biggest cancer in the factory.

Standing on the right is Zhou Zhenhua, the deputy factory director in charge of production.

Deputy Factory Director Zhou had a fiery temper and a technical background. He couldn't tolerate any wrongdoing and disapproved of Deputy Factory Director Li's behavior. The two were constantly at odds in the factory.

Besides these three leaders, there were also a group of middle-level cadres, including the chairman of the labor union and the head of the security department.

"Factory Director, I heard that this new Secretary Lin is only nineteen years old?" Deputy Factory Director Li touched his shiny bald head, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible contempt.

"What can a nineteen-year-old know? He's probably just a hothead who got lucky on the battlefield and earned some merit. The higher-ups brought him to our factory, probably just to put him in a nominal position and gain seniority. In the end, it'll still be us old guys who have to steer this factory."

Deputy Factory Director Zhou sneered, "Li Huaide, stop with your sarcastic remarks. He's a deputy division commander who earned his rank through real battles! What were you doing when you were nineteen? Working as an accountant for capitalists, weren't you!"

"You!" Deputy Factory Director Li's expression changed, and he was about to lash out.

"Alright! Stop arguing!" Yang Jianguo frowned and reprimanded sternly, "The new Party Secretary will be here soon. No matter his age, he represents the will of the higher-ups! Anyone who dares to cause trouble behind my back, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Just then, a military jeep roared to life and came to a steady stop in front of the gate.

The car door opened.

Lin Yang, dressed in a Zhongshan suit and with a tall and straight posture, walked down with steady and powerful steps.

Although he wasn't wearing a military uniform, the iron-blooded killing intent forged in mountains of corpses and seas of blood, along with the oppressive aura cultivated from his high position, instantly swept across the entire area like a tidal wave.

The deputy factory director and others, who had initially been somewhat dismissive, felt their hearts clench and their smiles instantly freeze when they met Lin Yang's sharp, piercing gaze.

What a terrible look!

This is no nineteen-year-old boy; he's clearly a bloodthirsty tiger that has just come down from the mountain!

Yang Jianguo was also startled and quickly stepped forward, extending both hands: "Secretary Lin! Welcome to Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill! I am the factory director, Yang Jianguo."

Lin Yang extended his hand and shook hands firmly with Yang Jianguo, a faint smile appearing on his face: "Director Yang, I've heard so much about you. From now on, we'll have to shoulder the responsibility of this large factory with tens of thousands of employees together."

Yang Jianguo was impressed by Lin Yang's composed and dignified demeanor, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this young man sent from above was definitely not a simple character.

Then, Yang Jianguo began to introduce the leadership team behind him one by one.

"This is Deputy Factory Director Li, who is in charge of logistics."

Lin Yang's gaze swept over Li Huaide's chubby face, a cold glint flashing in his eyes. He had already read the factory's files and knew what kind of person Li Huaide was.

"Deputy Factory Director Li, logistical support is of paramount importance. How can the workers have the enthusiasm to produce steel if they're not well-fed?"

Lin Yang said something meaningful, but did not reach out to shake Li Huaide's outstretched hand.

Li Huaide awkwardly withdrew his hand, nodding repeatedly with a dry laugh:

"The secretary is right, he's right. I will definitely take good care of logistics."

But a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

When introducing Deputy Factory Director Zhou, Lin Yang took the initiative to reach out and shake Zhou Zhenhua's calloused hands.

"Deputy Factory Director Zhou, the country needs steel, and the production task is heavy. Thank you for your hard work."

Zhou Zhenhua was somewhat flattered and repeatedly said, "It's no trouble at all, it's all what we should do."

After a brief exchange of pleasantries.

Lin Yang did not suggest inspecting the factory area, nor did he go to his office to rest.

He turned to face all the factory leaders, his gaze piercing, his voice loud and authoritative.

"Comrades, I, Lin Yang, am a soldier. Soldiers don't like beating around the bush, and they especially dislike unnecessary pomp and circumstance."

"Now, everyone, head to the main conference room immediately!"

"Bring me all of our factory's production reports from last month, our logistics and purchasing ledgers, and the files of all middle and senior managers!"

Lin Yang strode towards the office building, his powerful aura making everyone feel suffocated.

"Let's have a meeting this morning."

"Let me take a good look at what this Red Star Steel Rolling Mill is all about!"

Watching Lin Yang's decisive and efficient back, a layer of cold sweat quietly seeped out from Li Huaide's forehead.

He knew that this newly arrived young secretary was going to be the first to set him on fire!

Moreover, this fire might very well burn his ledgers directly!

The deep waters of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill are finally about to be completely stirred up!

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Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, third floor of the administration building, first conference room.

In the spacious conference room, sunlight streamed in through the huge glass windows, and the air was filled with the strong smell of tobacco and the bitterness of cheap tea.

The long conference table was filled with heads of various departments of the steel rolling mill.

At this moment, the entire conference room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop. All eyes were fixed on the excessively young man sitting in the head seat.

Lin Yang sat imposingly in the main seat, dressed in a crisp Zhongshan suit, his back ramrod straight like a javelin drawn from its sheath. He didn't glance at the documents on the table, but instead slowly scanned everyone present with his deep, sharp eyes.

The invisible pressure emanating from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood caused many seasoned veterans present to subconsciously avert their gaze, a chill creeping down their backs.

Factory director Yang Jianguo cleared his throat and broke the silence first.

"Comrades, the main purpose of today's meeting is to welcome Comrade Lin Yang to the position of Party Secretary of our Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill. Secretary Lin is a combat hero who has participated in countless tough battles. The organization's decision to send him here demonstrates its trust in our mill! From now on, everyone must fully cooperate with Secretary Lin in the work of the mill's Party Committee. As the mill director, I firmly support the Party Committee's decision and resolutely support Secretary Lin's work!"

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