Chapter 212 Deming, what do you think?
Wang Deming had heard footsteps at the gate long before, and there was no way he could not hear them. His current physical fitness was probably not much worse than Superman, except that he could not fly.
I thought he was just passing by early in the morning, so I didn't pay much attention to him. I didn't expect him to walk straight into the courtyard.

Because they were in their own home, they didn't lower their voices when talking to each other, and the visitor could hear it clearly.

Fortunately, the topic was about praise, not criticism. However, in this era, for ordinary people, there are not many times to criticize current affairs, because many things have been investigated and resolved in meetings before the people can tolerate them.

"Real leader, why are you here? This..." No one expected that the person who came was a real leader, and he was not surrounded by a crowd of people, but brought three people with him. One was the neighbor next door to No. 11 Yongkang Hutong, one was a pure leader, and the other one should be a secretary with a briefcase in his hand.

Wang Deming stretched out his hand and looked at his watch. Oh my God, it was not even 7 o'clock yet. The three people in the second courtyard were still sleeping soundly, so it was not convenient to invite them into the house for tea.

The real commander smiled cheerfully, "We are old and don't sleep much, so we just happened to take a stroll this morning. We heard from a comrade that this is your home, and since the gate is open, we came in to take a look."

"Hey, making rice dumplings, I wonder if you can let a few of us old comrades have a taste of your family's craftsmanship later?"

"That's great!" Yan Baozhen and the other two who were wrapping rice dumplings quickly stood up, wiped their hands on their aprons, and invited enthusiastically: "Why not?"

"Haha, sorry to bother you then."

"Don't bother, don't bother."

"Boss, please wait for me. I'll go to the back and get some chairs."

"Hey, don't bother with that. Do you have any small stools? These small stools are the most comfortable to sit on. I can just move two and turn around."

"This one is really gone. Please wait for me."

Wang Deming came into the courtyard carrying two official hat chairs in one hand, and then carried a square table and chairs over and placed them opposite the kitchen. He made tea for several people with the hot water in the kitchen, and then sat down next to the leader.

"Hey, little comrade, you're quite strong. You must be good at farm work! Haha." The real leader joked.

"The leader has a keen eye. My strength is really developed from farm work. My mother is still in the countryside of Changping, and I will go back next month to help with the wheat harvest."

"Good, good, you never forget your labor nature!" The real leader praised him, and the topic turned to the donation of shares of the Chinese medicine factory a few months ago. "Comrade Deming, you wrote to me a few months ago, saying that you wanted to donate the shares of the Chinese medicine factory to the government. Can you tell me what you think?"

"What a real leader! The government is finally willing to accept my shares?" Wang Deming's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly.

"Hey, tell me your opinion first. Haha, everyone likes money, why do you avoid it so much?"

“Okay, I’ll tell you from the beginning.” Wang Deming told him how he came up with the idea of ​​promoting Chinese medicine while in traditional Chinese medicine school and how he wanted to prevent Chinese medicine doctors from using inferior medicinal materials, which led to him opening a Chinese medicine factory.

Also, because he knew a few cultural figures who exchanged national treasures with him, a large number of wealthy people came to make the exchange. He simply invested all the money in Chinese medicine factories to expand reproduction.

Wang Deming spread his hands and said, "I really didn't expect that Comrade Cha Kuiyuan, the head of the Chinese medicine factory, would count most of the investment as shares on me."

"My idea is actually very simple, that is collective ownership. All comrades working in the Chinese medicine factory are the owners of the factory, and everyone has the right to express suggestions. The managers, management system, assessment standards, dividend standards, etc. of the factory are also selected by comrades through democracy." The real leader's eyes sparkled when he heard this, and he turned his head and told the secretary: "Xiao Wang, record it quickly!"

"Forget it, give me a piece of paper and pen, and I'll record it too."

Is it so powerful? I seem to have submitted the materials when I registered the pharmaceutical factory before. Why is the real leader still so interested?
"Comrade Deming, can you explain the management system and democratic election system in detail?"

The real leader's words interrupted Wang Deming's guess. After a moment's silence, he said carefully: "Leader, I have some thoughts after reading Selected Works of Mao Zedong. If there is anything wrong, please correct me in time."

"Hey, haha, don't be so modest! The Chairman said that without investigation, there is no right to speak, and practice makes perfect. Come on, Comrade Deming, tell us more."

"To put it simply, it is three participations, one reform and two combinations: the two participations refer to workers participating in management and cadres participating in labor, the one reform refers to reforming rules and regulations, and the three combinations refer to the combination of cadres, workers and technical personnel."

"In addition, the cadres of our pharmaceutical factory are not lifelong. Whether they are logistical administrative personnel or factory managers and workshop leaders in charge of production, they all need to be democratically rated by workers at regular intervals, and will be elected again by the workers at the end of the year."

"We think one advantage of doing this is that those who are capable will be promoted, and those who are not will be demoted. Everyone has different strengths. Some people are good at their own work, but may not be good at coordination and organization; some may not have the ability to manage and organize a team, but they are good at working alone."

Wang Deming made a summary, "In this way, the internal atmosphere of our pharmaceutical factory has always been active, and there is no problem of being out of touch with the masses; we also deliberately conduct internal ratings and evaluations based on different technical levels, and comrades with good technical skills have higher incomes than ordinary cadres."

"Great! Great!" Commander Zhen exclaimed, "It seems that we still have some shortcomings in learning and developing Marxism-Leninism. There is no end to learning."

"Your pharmaceutical factory has ensured democratic life through objective evaluation by worker comrades and through institutional means, which has unconsciously embodied criticism and self-criticism, and is very helpful in curbing bureaucracy."

"Comrade Deming, can you tell me more about how you came up with the idea of ​​donating the shares of the Chinese medicine factory to the government?"

As the saying goes, the butt determines the head. Everyone is in a different position and thinks differently.

The capitalists want to reap the greatest profits, the landlords and slave owners want to squeeze people dry, but fortunately the big guys only want to serve the people.

Finally, when the key point was mentioned, Wang Deming helplessly spread his hands and said, "Leader, from my own perspective, it's useless for me to have so much money. I only eat 4 or 5 rice dumplings for a meal, and I can't spend all of it with 1 yuan. I live in a good place, and you can see the clothes I wear, which are comfortable, clean, and tidy, and I can afford them."

"But our country is short of money. Whether it's the soldiers who fought bravely in the Korean War or the large-scale construction in our country that is in full swing, where doesn't it need money?"

"Furthermore, Marx's Capital says that capital needs to be accumulated continuously, which is why capitalists have to continue to exploit. We must oppose exploitation, and the best way is for the state to control capital and develop the economy."

"Public ownership?" Leader Chun suddenly interrupted and asked. He had been listening silently until now. As the leader in charge of economics, he keenly discovered that the management method Wang Deming mentioned was actually very similar to the "Rural Mutual Aid Cooperative Resolution" just launched this year. The only difference was in the treatment of leading cadres.

"That's right!" Wang Deming nodded.

"Comrade Deming, what do you think of the general line for the socialist transition period?"

(End of this chapter)