Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Chapter 1115: Migrating trees to establish trust, gold market bones

Several young men had long disliked Tong Qingshan, but because Tong Qingshan was the director, they were still timid and dared not make a move.

The old workers sitting next to him had already figured it out. Wasn't this just like the criticism and struggle sessions against landlords and rich peasants back then? Tong Qingshan had really gone too far. After this criticism and struggle session, he would at least be fired.

Several older workers stood up impatiently and grabbed Tong Qingshan. Tong Qingshan was a useless person who usually followed Zhong Qingfa around and acted like a bully. When several large hands pressed him down, he immediately cowered and begged for mercy.

Wang Qiuju nodded in satisfaction. She directed the craftsmen to push Tong Qingshan onto the stage, and then brought Qiu Fengqin and Chen Xiuhong up as well.

Da Bao smiled and nodded repeatedly. Sure enough, his judgment was still excellent. He had taken a liking to Wang Qiuju, a reckless person, at first glance. Now it seemed that she had truly made the best use of him.

The man with the long face had been observing Da Bao's expression. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Da Bao looked very satisfied. Some of the members of the work group sat next to Da Bao, recording everything that happened, preparing to archive it, and then compiling it into a report to be submitted to the central government after returning to Beijing.

Some stood behind Da Bao with smiles on their faces, watching Wang Qiuju and the others bring the people up. At that moment, everyone had the same thought in their minds: this was the kind of movement we wanted.

Wang Qiuju ordered the craftsmen to make Tong Qingshan kneel in the middle of the platform. She nodded with satisfaction and said to Liu Dagang, the deputy factory director who had just come up next to her.

"Deputy Factory Director Liu, write down the names of these workers. They are the backbone of our factory and have been extremely supportive of the Four Cleans and Five Antis Movement. I hereby declare these workers to be active members of the factory, and their wages will be increased by one level, effective immediately."

These words caused an uproar among the audience. Simply pushing someone onto the stage made them an activist and even gave them a raise. How could such a good thing happen to them? Everyone secretly thought, "Why not me?"

Da Bao was even more satisfied. This long-faced guy did have some knowledge; he knew the meaning of integrity and humility.

The man with the long face ordered several craftsmen to tie Tong Qingshan up tightly, and then brought up Han Shuangming, Zhong Qingfa, Wang Lijun, and others.

Liu Dagang had just led a group of people to make a few iron signs, covered with a layer of white paper. He originally wanted to use wood, but the heavy machinery factory had plenty of iron sheets. After thinking about it, Liu Dagang realized that Han Shuangming and his gang were so hated that hanging wooden signs would be too easy for them, so he made a few iron signs that weighed over ten kilograms each.

The sign was attached with wire, and the white paper covering it was blank. Several workers came up to the platform and started working. They didn't come down. They were extremely happy. They were factory activists and got a raise. They would be willing to do even half a year's worth of heavy loads, let alone do this little bit of work.

The three young men that Wang Qiuju had initially pointed out regretted not listening to Director Wang. Sitting among the crowd, the three of them couldn't help but curse themselves inwardly.

From that day on, Wang Qiuju's prestige at the heavy machinery factory was unparalleled; even the long-faced man couldn't compare to her. Whenever she wanted to do something at the factory, countless people would rush to help. Wang Qiuju was also a straightforward person; she never took the workers' help for nothing, always giving them something in return. Everyone in the factory supported her.

So after the storm broke out, Da Changlian was transferred to the city to serve as the director of the G Committee, while Wang Qiuju stayed at the heavy machinery factory to serve as the director of the G Committee. But that's another story.

Wang Qiuju, who couldn't read, smiled broadly and wrote on the signs one by one: "Bureaucrat," "Corrupt official Han Shuangming," "Capitalist," and "Degenerate and decadent Zhong Qingfa." After he finished writing each sign, the workers would hang one around someone's neck.

The iron plate, weighing over ten kilograms, was bearable at first when hung around the neck, but after ten minutes or so, the wire dug into the flesh, and that was when the pain became unbearable.

Four people knelt in a line on the stage, while the man with the long face stood at the edge of the stage, holding a microphone and speaking loudly.

"Workers, today our factory has uncovered four corrupt and degenerate elements. I believe you have all suffered under their oppression. If any of you have grievances or bitterness in your hearts, please come up on stage and criticize and struggle against them."

This is something that anyone who is a bit older will be familiar with. Back when the land reform was being carried out, the first thing to do was to criticize and struggle against the corrupt officials. Just thinking about that inspiring moment makes everyone's blood boil.

Wang Qiuju whispered to Chen Xiuhong and Qiu Fengqin.

"Don't be afraid, I will always be your strong support. You must bravely go up on stage to expose their crimes and let everyone criticize and despise them. I will help you knock them down and trample them underfoot."

Now that things had come to this, Qiu Fengqin and Chen Xiuhong had nothing to fear anymore. They nodded vigorously at Wang Qiuju, then went to the long-faced man's side, who handed the microphone to Qiu Fengqin.

Qiu Fengqin recounted the events in detail while crying.

Just now, most people were far away and didn't know what had happened, but now that Qiu Fengqin had said it, a torrent of curses erupted from the audience.

Wang Qiuju pulled her belt out from her waist, startling the people around her. Why was she so excited that she was about to take off her pants?

Wang Qiuju, carrying a belt, approached Tong Qingshan, raised her right fist, and shouted with all her might.

"Down with corrupt official Tong Qingshan!"

At first, the people in the audience couldn't shout in unison, but people have a herd mentality, and under Wang Qiuju's leadership, their shouts gradually became more unified.

"Down with corrupt official Tong Qingshan!"

Chongqing Shan was so frightened that he trembled all over.

Wang Qiuju swung her belt, striking Tong Qingshan on the back of the head with one strike and then on his back with another, causing Tong Qingshan to scream in pain.

The audience fell silent, staring in disbelief as Wang Qiuju whipped Tong Qingshan with a belt.

Wang Qiuju tied two leather belts and handed them to Qiu Fengqin.

"Hit him, hit him hard! Think about how he beat you and your husband! If we don't punish such a scoundrel, is there any justice left?"

Qiu Fengqin was engrossed in watching when she saw the belt being stuffed into her hand. She shuddered, but after hearing what Wang Qiuju said and remembering her husband's miserable state lying on the bed, she realized that she was still watching the show.

Tears welled up in Qiu Fengqin's eyes. She wiped them away forcefully, took the belt, and stepped forward. Tong Qingshan trembled all over as the iron plate around his neck felt heavier and heavier.

Qiu Fengqin swung her belt and lashed it across Tong Qingshan's forehead. Although the blow wasn't very hard, it still made history for the Heavy Machinery Plant.

From now on, until the storm ends, the criticism meetings at the heavy machinery factory will be conducted amidst beatings and cries of protest...