Beside the announcent board.
Seeing everyone's attention shifting towards him, Director Qi spoke:
"Hello, fellow workers!
I am Director Qi of the Chixian Bicycle Factory, you all should be familiar with my face, right?
Today is the day our workers' housing is completed. I know everyone is eager to understand the housing allocation rules, who will get a house, if there are any hidden rules, and so on.
Let make it clear here:
Our housing allocation rules are completely open and transparent, everything is based on data, and there will be no insider dealings!
This ti, we have 15 apartnt buildings with a total of 1,242 units, and factory leadership will not be involved in the allocation of any unit.
That ans,
1,242 families or individuals will eventually move in, and they are all our regular workers!"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding crowd imdiately buzzed with excitent.
So nearby workers, whether acquainted or not, began exchanging their opinions due to the astonishing news.
"What? Factory leaders don't take any houses? How is that possible?"
"Silly, Director Qi said it, why are you still doubting it?"
"That's true, with so many eyes watching in a building, no one can secretly take a house without being noticed, right?"
"Then do the directors still live in the factory? That would be so inconvenient....."
"I fully support no insider dealings, but not giving houses to factory leaders might be too much, right? There aren't many leaders, and everyone knows how exhausted the directors have been lately...."
Seeing the varied expressions of the workers, Director Qi raised his hand to calm everyone down, and said with a smile:
"Fellow workers, let's settle down first.
The decision for the leadership not to participate in the housing allocation is an order from above, and the leaders have no objections.
So, while I appreciate so workers' good intentions, we will stop here and discuss the housing allocation rules.
This ti, we are implenting a scoring system for allocation.
We've given each of you a comprehensive score based on your usual performance, and the 1,242 highest-scoring individuals will have priority in receiving a house.
The nas of these 1,242 people and the scoring criteria will be publicly displayed through various channels, allowing everyone to supervise the process.
You can check your individual score on the equipnt in each workshop.
By entering the ID number you obtained during the first census, you can access the detailed score information.
If anyone has any objections to their score, feel free to co to the factory office and find anyti!"
After saying this, Director Qi no longer paid attention to the crowd's reactions, he turned and waved his hand:
"Xiaozhu, make the list public!"
"Understood!"
Receiving the instruction, Zhu De'ai imdiately waved to the crowd.
Soon after, more than a dozen cadres in charge of personnel matters entered carrying several tripods.
Each tripod, about 1.8 ters high and 1 ter wide, displayed a poster with a detailed list of nas printed in color.
The personnel departnt cadres placed these tripods in front of the announcent board. anwhile, the screen that was previously displaying the move-in video was replaced with the scrolling list.
Huang Yusheng also noticed.
Farther away, several people were setting up and testing so machines, hooking them up to power.
These machines looked boxy, sowhat like the machines used in local hospitals for swiping health insurance cards.
As expected,
these were the machines Director Qi ntioned for checking individual scores.
It was clear,
the term "public listing" ntioned by Director Qi was not just empty talk.
After handling these details, Director Qi left more than a dozen staff to maintain order and guide the process, and gave a few simple instructions.
He then left with Zhu De'ai—the factory's announcent boards were not limited to one location for their ssage, they had to announce the news at the next board as well.
As Director Qi left, the crowd first fell into a slight silence, then erupted in excitent.
Especially those workers who felt they perford well, their reactions were particularly intense.
Upon hearing Director Qi assert there were no insider dealings in the housing allocation, the ember of hope in their hearts flared up again.
Now, the faith in leadership within the Huaxia People in Chixian City had reached an incredibly impressive level, and so they willingly believed what the leadership stated.
If the previous crowd's enthusiasm was like ocean waves, now it was undoubtedly a tsunami.
Huang Yusheng, initially dazed, felt a heavy bump on his shoulder, accompanied by a strong push from behind.
If not for the railing in front of him, he might have been knocked to the ground!
anwhile, various noises entered his ears:
"Brother Jie, let see!"
"Doggy, Doggy, see if my na is there, I'll treat you to a drink after work!"
"Bao Dong Country, you're first on the list, you've got a house!"
This bump indeed brought Huang Yusheng back to reality.
The list, the list!
Once he ca to his senses, Huang Yusheng's not-so-broad body suddenly burst forth with a great force.
His hands, like eagle claws, clutched the railing tightly, leaning forward to clearly see the list in front of him.
This publicized list was written in Chinese and sorted by pinyin.
In recent tis, almost every worker had attended night school.
Although the performance varied greatly, even the worst student among the tens of thousands could write and recognize their own na proficiently.
"Huang is H, H...H...."
Muttering the pinyin letters, Huang Yusheng used his index finger to assist his eyes as he scanned line by line.
"This one is for D's.... F's..... got it, H!"
The announcent marked with H was sowhat far from Huang Yusheng, about seven or eight ters away.
Though his eyesight was decent, reading the fonts on the poster from that distance was challenging.
He tried adjusting his position a couple of tis.
Such attempts in this densely packed front section naturally resulted in failure.
He then scanned in that direction, finding a familiar figure, his eyes brightened instantly:
"Fang Dayong, Fang Dayong! Check if my na is there for !"
The one called Fang Dayong by Huang Yusheng was a young worker with a shaved head and a broad, robust figure.
He was responsible for handling tasks in the workshop and was one of Huang Yusheng's few friends.
Fang Dayong wore a slightly disappointed expression at the ti, initially glancing around after hearing Yusheng's call before finally locking eyes on him.
Seeing his friend looking at him, Huang Yusheng quickly stood on tiptoe.
He pointed at himself first, then at the announcent.
Fang Dayong initially froze, realizing Huang Yusheng's request, blinked, and signalled OK with his hand—a gesture learned from the Huaxia People, now a very practical and important signal in work and life.
He then shrugged his shoulders to either side, creating a relatively comfortable posture, and began scanning the list.
About half a minute later, Fang Dayong suddenly opened his mouth wide.
He turned abruptly, shouting in shock:
"Yu Sheng, Yu Sheng! You got allocated a house, you've got a house!!!"
As a loader, Fang Dayong had a much louder voice than the average worker.
Thus, every word he shouted reached Huang Yusheng's ears clearly.
Hearing this.
Huang Yusheng's mind went blank:
"What! I made it?"
.....
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