Chapter 762 Comforting Wang Shengli
"Pah, pah, pah," someone knocked on the office door gently. Lin Yu closed the official letter he had just read and said loudly, "Come in."
Wang Shengli, deputy director of the Security Department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, pushed the door open and walked into the office, then quickly turned around and closed the door to block out the biting cold wind outside.
Without waiting for Wang Shengli to speak, Lin Yu pointed to the chair opposite the desk and said with a smile: "Come over here, Shengli, come sit down, take any cigarettes you want."
Wang Shengli sat down cheerfully, unceremoniously reached out to pick up a pack of Camel cigarettes from the desk, lit one, and then said with a smile: "Secretary, I still like to smoke this kind of cigarette, it's strong and addictive."
Lin Yu smiled and shook his head: "Try to smoke less in the future. You may not feel anything now when you are young, but when you are older, just the wheezing and coughing will be enough to make you suffer."
Wang Shengli waved his hand nonchalantly: "How many of us who came out of the army don't like smoking and drinking? Compared to those fallen comrades, we who survived are lucky enough. Now we only have these few hobbies, and I can't quit anyway."
Lin Yu could understand Wang Shengli's feelings. Who among those who survived the hail of bullets was not injured in many places? Some people still had shrapnel in their bodies and could not take it out. They could only endure the pain alone for a long time. It is well known that long-term use of painkillers is addictive, so many people rely on smoking and drinking to numb their nerves.
Picking up a cigar, Lin Yu lit a match and toasted it a little, then took a deep puff and asked with a smile, "Tell me, what's the matter with Shengli?"
Wang Shengli grinned, "Secretary, I just received a call from Deputy Director Jiao of the Dongcheng District Supply and Marketing Cooperative, saying that the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative directly appointed Comrade Liu Yan as the acting director of the Beixinqiao Supply and Marketing Cooperative. To be honest, the reason why I chose to arrange Comrade Liu Yan to work in the Beixinqiao Supply and Marketing Cooperative was mainly because I considered that Deputy Director Jiao of the Dongcheng District Supply and Marketing Cooperative and I were comrades-in-arms, and compared with other places, the conditions in Beixinqiao are better; but I never expected that Wu Zhiyong and his son would act so recklessly, especially Wu Wei was so bold as to openly frame the widow of a martyr. I really feel ashamed of your trust, Secretary."
Lin Yu pointed to the official letter from the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative on the desk, and said with a smile: "Take a look at it too. This morning, the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative sent over an official letter. It not only contains an investigation report on the former director of Beixinqiao Supply and Marketing Cooperative, Wu Zhiyong and his son, and the head of the warehousing section, Niu Changqing, but also mentions the appointment of Comrade Liu Yan. From this, we can already see the sincerity of the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative. As far as I know, when Liu Yan first arrived at Beixinqiao Supply and Marketing Cooperative, the director at the time was quite caring towards her. He also arranged for a female comrade with rich work experience and good character to be Liu Yan's master, and she taught her almost hand in hand; but since Wu Zhiyong took over as the director of Beixinqiao Supply and Marketing Cooperative, The things that happened later. In fact, you have already considered everything for Comrade Liu Yan, so there is no need to blame yourself too much. After all, the nine sons of a dragon are different. No one expected that Wu Zhiyong and his son would be so bold and reckless. Fortunately, Liu Yan's Master Zheng called Sun Yong in time to inform him, which prevented the situation from getting worse. Okay, you don't have to worry about it. Through Liu Yan's case, Wu Zhiyong, the rat, was dug out. A small director of a department-level supply and marketing cooperative, in just three years, resold scarce commodities for personal gain of more than 20,000 yuan. I hope that the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative can learn from this experience and prevent similar vicious cases from happening again. "
Wang Shengli had already finished reading the official letter from the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and could not help but curse, "This Wu Zhiyong is really greedy. It's just a Beixinqiao Supply and Marketing Cooperative, but it actually provided so many scarce materials to black market operators. No wonder the black markets are rampant despite repeated bans, and almost all the scarce materials on the market can be purchased at high prices on the black market. It is precisely because of guys like Wu Zhiyong who continuously provide various scarce materials to black market operators behind the scenes. I dare to conclude that Wu Zhiyong is not an isolated case. Other departments such as the Grain Bureau, the Meat Processing Plant, and the Material Bureau must have such rats inside, otherwise it is impossible to explain the source of those scarce materials on the black market."
Lin Yu sighed helplessly: "Yes, this is why the higher-ups can acquiesce to the existence of a small-scale pigeon market, but have a zero-tolerance attitude towards the black market. After all, there are still hundreds of thousands of people without urban household registration living in the capital. These people do not have state-supplied food. In the past, they could rely on their family members who had food supplies to barely survive, but with the reduction in the share of food supply, the current supply of food is barely enough for them to fill their stomachs. Others who do not have food supplies can only buy food from the pigeon market at a high price. As far as I know, the current price of a pound of corn flour in the pigeon market is more than 30 cents. Unfortunately, due to limited quantity, it has always been in short supply. However, the price of a pound of corn flour on the black market has exceeded 50 cents, and flour is as high as more than one yuan. How can ordinary people afford it?"
Wang Shengli didn't have much to say about this heavy topic and could only smoke silently.
Lin Yu exhaled a puff of smoke and slowly said, "Shengli, inform Qin Ming when you go back. You should conduct a survey of all the staff in our security department to see how many families are currently having trouble getting food. There are too many people outside, and we definitely can't take care of them, but we can't let these brothers under us starve and their families. You should find out the detailed data as soon as possible, and I will think of a way to get some food."
Wang Shengli nodded solemnly: "Yes, Secretary." He hesitated for a moment before continuing: "Secretary, I heard some brothers below are discussing privately whether there will be any benefits for the Spring Festival this year. After all, everyone knows the current situation outside, so they are also very worried."
Lin Yu waved his hand gently: "Go back and appease the emotions of the brothers below. There will definitely be Spring Festival benefits. I will never let the brothers go hungry during the Spring Festival. This year's Spring Festival benefits will be paid in advance before the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, and the other half will be paid before the holiday at the end of the year."
Wang Shengli couldn't help but feel relieved after hearing this. He said a little embarrassedly: "Secretary, the city called yesterday and wanted to know if we can still provide some of the New Year benefits to them this year."
Lin Yu smiled and said: "The city, relevant departments, the People's Armed Forces Department, the Municipal Bureau and other units are still based on last year's quota. It's too tight to increase it."