C100 Hand Him over and Teach Him a Lesson

For the first time, Zhang Hong's office was so silent, compared to 15 years ago, at this moment Zhao Cheng and Zhang Yu both had heavy faces.

They were willing to be the fostering of talents to focus on learning technology, but they discovered that team cooperation was becoming weaker and weaker, and it was becoming more and more necessary.

"I never thought. . . Old Zhao. . . My team. . . Actually knows how to. . . " Zhang Hong blinks his eyes and lets out a breath. He does not know what to say, what to say? What did he say? What did he say again?

He said that the designers who graduated from university would actually lose to engineers from technical schools?

He said that the children who graduated from famous universities were actually not comparable to those who graduated from a general technical school?

Did he not know how to lead a team, or was his team useless?

He couldn't say it, he really couldn't say it.

Because, it was embarrassing, really embarrassing!

"Chief, I understand what you mean. " Zhao Cheng could feel the grievance in Zhang Hong's heart, it really made him feel aggrieved.

That's right, who would have thought that a student who graduated from a famous university would actually collaborate in such a way?

Even though he had already expected this, the result was too unexpected.

"I don't understand, how could we not do it properly. . . Why would there be such a result? I don't understand either. For these children, forming cliques. . . Trampling and suppressing is more important than team honor? I don't understand even more, with a few words of provocation. . . However, for a small benefit, they actually choose to betray their own teammates?" Zhang Hong's mouth moved. Finally, he said out the part that he was really angry about.

To be honest, It wasn't that Zhang Hong didn't know what Huang Lin did, nor did he know what the designers who stirred up trouble today were.

He wasn't a mediocre person, nor was he a mediocre leader. Naturally, he understood that Jianjun Cheng was being targeted.

It was just that the reason Zhang Hong didn't care was because he was confident that the designers wouldn't lose all of them. He was confident that in the final match, the designers would know shame and then courage, and would choose the team's honor, instead of using this to completely suppress others.

Zhang Hong trembled as he took out a cigarette. He was so angry that he was trembling. He was really angry that these children weren't sensible, angry that these children only knew about benefits, didn't know about the team's honor and priorities.

Zhao Cheng lit a cigarette for Zhang Hong. Zhang Hong fiercely smoked a mouthful of cigarette, fiercely spitting out a smoke ring. Extending his breath, he eased his anger.

Zhang Hong was already able to restrain himself, he didn't get angry for the children, he didn't make things difficult for the designers on the spot.

Zhang Hong took a few deep breaths, but he still couldn't hold it in. He faced his best friends, Zhao Cheng and Zhang Yu, and scolded, "These little brats. . . What do you think is going on with them? What did they learn in university? Is it all dog shit that they learn? Ah! Ah? All dog shit that they learn? In their hearts, Everything is not as important as their own little ninety-nine, right? "

"I really don't understand. These little brats. . . When did they start to feel that their personal interests are above the team's honor? Or was it because their teacher taught them such a way of thinking? Zhang Yu, tell me, when did this start? Our child became like this?" Zhang Hong's words were very blunt.

But Zhang Yu did not get angry. In fact, Zhang Yu also began to ponder about this problem, examining this problem even more.

That's right, since when did the children become selfish?

When did it start?

And when did it start?

Why did they work so hard for so long, from 1978 to 2005, 27 years, to create such a group of children? Why exactly!

Could it be that the ideological education and ideological moral lessons were already void?

If this continued, would the children who fought on their own still have cohesiveness? Would they still have cohesiveness?

"Tell me, how did we get here in the past? How did we get here! Back then, when we saw the cabbage gang, we also wanted to research train technology. Our brothers were the ones who went to sell noodles. Cheng Fei made fans, Shen Fei made washing machines. We didn't give up on the collective honor. Give up the team honor, they have such good conditions. Zhang Yu, say it. What exactly is going on?" Zhang Hong was really angry. He was so angry that the designers' hearts were already starting to break.

"I also don't know, I also want to know why!" The scholarly Zhang Yu's face turned dark for the first time, not because Zhang Hong spoke rudely, but because he was angry at the children's current behavior, "What exactly happened to our education, I also want to know!"

"If our future is a group of bastards who don't know the difference between us and them, It is this kind of group of bastards who eliminate dissidents, suppress their opponents by unscrupulous means. What hope does our future have! What kind of damn hope is there?! This won't do, this matter can't just be treated as if it didn't happen. We have to get it straight from top to bottom! Even if it's broken, you have to give me a break in the spirit of cooperation!" Zhang Yu slammed the table heavily. Clearly, he was also angry.

"No, I still have some lingering fear. I'm really scared! Those bastards are the navigators of our railway technology, and they are the key executors of our technology! How can they be rotten from the roots? No, they can't. We have waited for 27 years, and we have been looking forward to 27 years! We must not attack again! We have been corroded by the candied shells, our souls have been corroded by benefits!" Zhang Hong clenched his fists, "Zhang Yu, we contacted the railway system school, Starting from university, we need to investigate level one by level. . . Level 1 and level 1, do ideological and moral lessons "

"No. . . It's our old retired designers of the railway who organized them to go to university. Just like how Su Jianguo told stories to the teenagers back then, he asked the old designers to tell their past to the railway designers of the university! We can't lose our souls. We can't! We can't!" Zhang Hong thought as he picked up the phone and made a call to Chief He.

Bureau Chief He's secretary picked up the phone, "Hello. "

"Xiao Lin, I am Zhang Hong. I have something to report to Chief He. Does Chief He have time?" Although Zhang Hong's tone is somewhat restrained, it is still very serious.

Chief He's secretary Xiao Lin can hear that Zhang Hong's tone is not good and softly says: "Half an hour later, Chief He will call you back, is that okay?"

"Okay. " When Zhang Hong hung up the phone, Zhao Cheng finally spoke.

"Section Chief, this is the first time I have seen you so excited. " Zhao Cheng sighed, "Actually in the construction of the team, there are indeed some problems with the design team. But fortunately, we have a way to turn it around. "

"Some problems? This is a fundamental problem! With just a few words of incitement, the entire guild lost! This is a deliberate loss, and it is also a deliberate display of their personal interests!" Zhang Hong clenches his fist," This kind of thing is not allowed, this kind of spirit is not allowed to exist in our railway industry! "

"Section Chief, no matter how angry you are, you still have to do things one by one. So don't be too anxious. Perhaps you will change a little when you talk to Chief He later. " Zhao Cheng wants Zhang Hong to calm down.

But how can Zhang Hong calm down? This had crossed his bottom line.

Zhang Yu shook his head at Zhao Cheng. Zhao Cheng sighed, it seemed like Zhang Hong was really provoked.

The phone rings and everyone looks at Zhang Hong. When Zhang Hong picks up the phone, his voice is still very stiff, " Hello, Chief He, Yes, I am Zhang Hong. "

"Zhang Ke, why are you in such a hurry to find me? Who made you angry?" Chief He teased.

"Commissioner He, I have something to report to you" Zhang Hong said seriously.

"Okay, go ahead. " Chief He could tell that the matter was a bit serious, so he put away the joke.

"Bureau Chief He, today we have organized a team of designers and engineers to build a team. Using the game to test teamwork and teamwork, we found out that the designers wanted to embarrass some people. They collectively cheated. Not only that, but the designers were also picky and picky. They didn't want to take any responsibility at all. The most worrying thing was that the designers were doing it for their own interests. In order to make the outstanding designers give up their jobs, in order to receive national projects, To publicly disagree with the comments. "

Zhang Hong took a deep breath. He couldn't bring his emotions to Commissioner He, so he restrained his tone and attitude.

"Continue. " Commissioner He's voice also becomes a bit low.

"And behind the criticism, there are a few outstanding designers who are excluded from the team of designers. Director He, the children of our design team, for their own interests, for their own sake, they have already used all sorts of methods. They don't care about the team's honor anymore! " Zhang Hong's final tone unconsciously became higher.

"Is that so? Don't you care about the team's honor anymore?" Not only did Commissioner He's voice become even lower, it also had a hint of coldness to it.

"Yes, the children seem to be, no, they already have a selfish heart. It's as if it's the truth that people don't want to be punished by the heavens and the earth, paying for the team, passing on the responsibility for the team's honor, and accepting the mission is laughable and foolish. Director He, starting from the establishment of the country in 1949, how did our generation promise our parents. . . "

At this moment, Zhang Hong's eyes are red. He can't forget, he can't forget his benefactor, he can't forget the instructions of his parents.

That's right, their generation had experienced a generation of resistance against the United States, even more so a generation that had experienced hardships.

They knew that happiness was not easy to come by, and they also knew how rare the current situation was for China.

Because it was hard to come by, so it was precious.

Because it was not easy, so they cherished it.

And because it was precious, it did not want to be destroyed by young designers who did not have a sense of responsibility. It also did not want the older generation of railway people to entrust it to them. In the hands of Zhang Hong's generation.

"Chief He, when we were young, we have never. . . Thought about whether or not a person will be destroyed by the heavens or not. What we think is that if we start to do it, then the children won't have to bear the pressure we are feeling right now. We have tried our best to give the children the best future in our lives, but the children will waste the better future ten years. I can't stand it. . . I can't accept it, and I can't accept it either. . . [Our generation, the people who are about to retire, will hand over the responsibility of a hundred years of revival to such a group of selfish people. . . ] I won't accept it! I really can't accept it! "

Zhang Hong took a deep breath. He rarely expressed his thoughts, but this time, he had no choice but to say it, and he had no choice but to say it.