When Li Long took the assignment from Li Xiangqian, he truly had not expected Li Xiangqian and Director Qian to be under pressure.
As he saw it, he did good work, had good relationships with Li Xiangqian and Director Qian, and even leaders in the Autonomous Region had approved of his big brooms. It was only right that the work should go to him.
Of course, he had not simply sat back and enjoyed this "perk." Whenever he came across anything good, he always thought of Li Xiangqian and Director Qian.
But it was not an equal exchange. Li Long had never truly felt the pressure they were under.
Most of what he gave them was merely icing on the cake, whereas what they had given him, right from the beginning, had been help in his hour of need.
There was a difference.
As Li Xiangqian led his men in unloading the two hundred big brooms, told the storekeeper to keep them safe until he returned to distribute them, then left the Supply and Marketing Cooperative in the truck, these thoughts turned over in Li Long's mind.
He had to shake off that earlier confidence and put some pressure on himself.
Previously, he had thought that being more or less up to standard was enough for the Fourth Team, Qingshui Hezi, and Liang Wenyu's side. After all, he had been quite satisfied when he inspected their work.
But after seeing today's situation and the standards at the Corps company, Li Long realized he might have let success go to his head. He had to genuinely raise his standards. He really could not embarrass Director Qian and Li Xiangqian.
If he wanted to keep getting this big order over the next few years, he had to put more effort into quality,