Chapter 60 Workers’ Representatives

"snort!"

Although Deville was a little dissatisfied, he still held it back.

He snorted and stepped aside.

After all, that guy Popov was praised by the Governor, so he couldn't compare.

At least it can’t be compared now!

He currently does not have the qualities required by the Governor, and needs to work hard to learn and adapt.

Just put up with this coward for a while.

Popov breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Deville retreat.

If Deville hurt someone for no reason, he would probably be reprimanded by the Governor.

He still cares about each other very much.

He always felt that he had a fateful relationship with Deville, and that the two were close friends of life and death.

Of course it refers to Deville unilaterally saving him.

Popov came to the factory director and gently helped him up:

"Get up, we are not some terrible demons.

As long as you didn't tamper with the list to perfunctory and deceive the Governor.

We won't do anything to you. "

He stared into the factory director's eyes:

“But if there is a problem with the list, then we can only act according to the rules.

You will be punished or even executed. "

Even if Popov is called a coward internally, he is still an official who has passed the official assessment of the Wangting District, and it is not an exaggeration to call him a minion of the governor.

The momentum is still there.

"Special envoy, I dare to guarantee with my life that there is no problem with that list!" the factory director replied almost as if he was swearing.

"That's good!"

Popov narrowed his eyes again and regained his gentle look.

Soon, Alila was brought to this room by the overseer.

Here, she saw the usually aloof factory director and the special envoy in black clothes!

She was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.

The factory director quickly came to the rescue and introduced Alila to Deville and Popov:

"Two special envoys, this is our factory's outstanding employee, Ms. Alila!"

"Your Majesty the Special Envoy!"

Alila quickly bowed and said hello.

“Ms. Alila is so kind”

I saw Popov taking out a small box:

“We are here this time to invite you on behalf of the Governor to participate in the Emperor’s Ascension Festival Holy Ceremony.

In view of your outstanding performance, the Governor's Palace will specially award you with the Workers' Representative Medal.

On the day of the Holy Ceremony, you will lead the team of this factory into the Sacred Square to receive the blessing of His Majesty the God Emperor! "

As soon as these words came out, not only Alila, but also the factory director was shocked.

What an honor it is to receive a medal from the Governor's Palace!

To be honest, even De Vere and Popov were a little envious. Neither of them received the medal given by the Governor's Mansion.

Of course, that's only temporary. If they do things well, they can get greater honors in the future.

The Worker Representative Medal was designed by Ron and is mainly awarded to outstanding workers in various fields.

Each major region will elect one or several worker representatives based on the number of workers.

It will be forwarded by the Youth Officers of the Secretariat.

In fact, Ron never said that he would give the Workers' Representative Medal to Alila.

But when Bayev summed it up, it was the name designated by the governor. How could his identity be ordinary?

So she was given the Workers' Representative Medal.

Popov solemnly opened the box and showed everyone what was inside.

It was a red badge with gold lion and hammer elements.

Alila excitedly took the badge and put it on her chest.

She almost fainted with happiness.

God Emperor, the benevolent Governor not only invited her to participate in the Holy Ceremony, but also commended her?

This is something she never dreamed of!

"Congratulations, Ms. Alila!"

"Thank you, Special Envoy... Oh, and the kind Governor, thank him too..."

Alila was a little incoherent, but no one paid attention to these details.

This medal is not just a matter of putting it on. Notices will be posted later and a meeting will be held to commend it.

Files will also be established within Wangting District, and the bailiffs will protect their personal safety to a certain extent.

The Ministry of Interior will even send specialized personnel to teach them how to fulfill the obligations represented by the medal.

But these processes are not under the control of Deville and Popov.

The factory and the Ministry of Home Affairs handle these processes.

Soon, Dwyer and Popov left the reception to review the activists on the list.

Their task is extremely important, and they need to screen out those who are not working hard and those who are not firm in their beliefs.

What's more important is to find those bad elements, even heretics!

After the two special envoys left, Alila and the factory director were left alone at the reception desk.

Alila looked at the factory director with some fear:

"Mr. Factory Manager, then... then I will go back to work on the assembly line..."

The factory director had a smile on his face and quickly stopped her:

"Ms. Alila, there's no need to go back in a hurry, just take a good rest here first!"

As he spoke, he poured a glass of water for Alila himself.

Just kidding, this is a worker representative who has been commended by the Governor!

How can we let her continue to return to the assembly line? That is the face of the factory!

Wouldn't it be troublesome if we died from exhaustion on the assembly line?

The factory director is ready to promote Alila to senior management.

Only a position like that can be worthy of Ms. Alila’s current status!

It can be said that when those workers wear the medals granted by the Governor's Mansion and become workers' representatives, their identities are different.

No matter what they were like before, from that moment on, their lives will be completely changed.

They may live a better life, even cross classes.

It is not impossible to become a new noble in the future.

This gives the people of Xiachao a glimmer of hope and a channel for promotion.

Tell them that no matter they are poor or rich.

Anyone who is willing to work hard for the Royal Court District and the Governor can get the due reward!

Only in this way can hope last forever.

This is the gift of Ron as the Governor to his people!

Alila, the poor female worker, has already received this gift.

However, at this moment, she does not know the gift of fate, nor can she imagine what she will get in the future.

She is just immersed in joy.

In two days, she will be able to receive the blessing of His Majesty the Emperor.

At that time, she will be able to see the benevolent Governor!

What do the legendary fortune cookies and holy water taste like?

Alila sat on the sofa at the reception desk, her mind had long drifted away, she was daydreaming to her heart's content.

Until the voice of the factory director came, she came back to her senses.

"Ms. Alila"

The factory director said earnestly: "I've thought about it, you don't have to go back to the dirty and messy assembly line in the future..."

"Ah?"

Alila thought the factory director was going to fire her, and quickly begged:

"Mr. Factory Director, are you going to fire me, please don't..."

"No, no, no!"

The factory director was more anxious than Alila: "God Emperor, I absolutely don't mean that!

You are an important representative of our factory, how could I fire you?"

Just kidding, the Governor just gave Alila the medal, and the factory drove her away.

Is he, the factory director, thinking he wants to eat a bomb?

"Really not?"

"Of course not!"

The factory director explained humbly: "Ms. Alila, what I mean is that as an important representative of the factory, you should get a more important position."

He took out a form, which was the position table of senior management personnel in the factory.

"You can choose any position you want!"

Alila finally reacted: "You want to promote me and let me choose my own position?"

This is a pleasant surprise!

God, today must be the luckiest day of her life!

"Yes, Ms. Alila.

Please tell me, what position do you want?"

"Supervisor!" Alila answered without hesitation.

"Ah?"