veneno Gu - Capítulo 21
"Which bastard did you even ask for permission from? Release them! Let them go wherever they want!"
The people in the mailroom told everyone:
"The factory manager said it himself, why did he even ask some bastard for permission? Release them! They can go wherever they want!"
The workers shouted "Long live the factory manager!" and left within minutes.
On Saturday afternoon at five o'clock, the factory director summoned all the section chiefs and department cadres. When it was time to leave work at five-thirty, all the cadres, except for those who went deep into each workshop to guard the gates, blocked the workers waiting to leave. The head of the security department, along with several security officers, searched and checked each worker leaving get off work.
The factory gates were tightly closed.
Several men and women involved in illicit activities have already been caught red-handed.
The girl, squeezed into the crowd, suddenly turned and walked out, but an official immediately stopped her.
What are you going to do?
"I can't hold it in anymore, go to the toilet."
He said, clutching his stomach.
Seeing that no one was stopping him, he hurriedly ran to the toilet.
In those days, factory toilets didn't have modern urinals or flushing systems. They were simply cement troughs built against one wall for urination, and several pits dug in the ground against the other wall, covered with cement slabs with openings. Each opening was a squatting stall, separated only by low walls about waist-high. Since only men used the facilities, there was no need for doors. This was considered a very good toilet at the time, as some small factories didn't even have such facilities. To use the toilet, you had to climb over the wall to another large factory and sneak into their toilet when no one was looking. These toilets were, in modern terms, completely open, not completely enclosed, so their most notable characteristic was their extreme stench.
The girl went into the restroom, looked back to see if anyone was following her, and hurriedly took out her lunchbox from her real military satchel. She bent down, opened the lid, and walked towards the stall, but bumped into someone. When he looked up, his hand trembled, and the lunchbox fell to the ground, scattering all the electronic diodes in it.
Standing in front of him was the tall and imposing factory director.
The factory manager smiled and patted him on the shoulder:
"I knew you'd come. Hurry up and pick it up."
The girl immediately squatted down and picked it up with trembling hands.
He was led to the club by the factory manager, where he saw that the workers had all returned to the club.
The factory director sat down on the platform, took a sip of hot tea, and said:
"You think you can play dirty tricks on me? I've seen and done everything during the Cultural Revolution! You're workers, and what are workers? They're people who do work! What can you do if you don't work honestly? From now on, under my command, if you're a dragon, you'll curl up; if you're a snake, you'll coil up. Just do your job properly! Otherwise, this is what will happen to you!"
As he spoke, the factory manager stood up and waved his hand:
The girl was being escorted by two militiamen, with a plywood sign hanging around her neck that read, "I have no shame, I only want vacuum tubes." She was holding a lunchbox filled with diodes in both hands.
Some people in the room laughed, some kept a straight face and didn't say a word, but most of them were expressionless.
The girl was led around the venue, muttering to herself as she went:
"I don't care about shame, I just want the vacuum tube, I don't care about shame, I just want the vacuum tube..."
The girl was paraded around in a circle, and the factory manager said:
"I solemnly and seriously announce! You are hereby sentenced to two years of re-education through labor!"
The militia immediately handcuffed him and escorted him out of the meeting.
Two years of labor re-education taught him many things, the most important being absolute obedience to discipline and society during the day, and the unbridled expression and release of his body and mind at night—he was obsessed with masturbation while drenched in sweat and panting. On some days, he even longed for the day to end quickly and for the long night to arrive sooner, because only in the darkness, when no one was watching him, was he truly unrestrained, self-satisfied, and intoxicated on his wooden bed. In the darkness, he no longer had to interact with outsiders; how he treated his body was entirely his right and freedom, unknown and untouchable. The darkness allowed him to cultivate endless fantasies and dreams; he could hold anyone he wanted and do whatever he wanted, whether they were beautiful women or celebrities.
He found another version of himself in the darkness. The scent of night was sweeter than fine wine, more alluring than cigarettes. The smell of darkness instantly excited him, making his hands and feet itch with boundless courage and energy. He felt restless if he didn't do something, unable to sleep peacefully without releasing his pent-up energy. The night turned him into a candle; he had to ignite himself, burning his desires and passions to ashes. After sweating profusely and trembling all over, he would fall into a deep sleep in satisfaction and ecstasy, continuing his beautiful dreams. Once, he ignited himself five times, each time more exciting and exhilarating than the last. He loved the night, was grateful for it. The night gave him endless comfort and sweetness; the night made him a man again and again. In the night, he ruled himself, and he ruled all the women in his heart.
Two years later, he was released from labor camp and returned to the semiconductor tube factory. Fortunately, his mentor had become the deputy factory manager. The deputy factory manager said:
“This child was originally an honest person, but he was confused for a moment and became greedy. Two years of discipline have indeed been too much. Since he is one of our people, we still have to keep him.”
The girl is finally back at work.
After working for only three or four months, someone reported that there were often diodes in the toilet bowls.
The security department immediately convened a meeting, and Officer Jia bluntly stated that only the girl could have done this.
Officer B said you need evidence; you can't just guess.
Officer A said there was nothing strange about him not returning, but it happened as soon as he came back—that's one point; secondly, the factory sent him to re-education through labor for two years, and he harbors a grudge against the factory, so he has this motive. Who else could it be but him?
No one said anything after hearing that.
When the factory manager heard about this, he smiled:
"What's so difficult about that?"
The original factory director has been promoted to the bureau level, and now he has personally trained a female factory director.
The toilets were located on the far north side of the factory, and the office building was on the far south side. In the middle was a large courtyard. The factory manager's office was on the third floor. That day, the factory manager had been sitting by the north window since he arrived at work in the morning. He didn't answer the phone or open the door when knocked. No one in the factory knew where the factory manager had gone.
At 10:00 a.m., the head of the security department received a call from the factory manager, asking him to go to the men's restroom immediately to see if any electron tubes had been thrown into the restroom.
The head of security didn't dare to delay and quickly led a team to investigate. However, the toilet pit contained both dry and runny fluids; if a vacuum tube had been thrown into the runny fluid, even a miracle wouldn't have detected it. Therefore, the head of security reported back to the factory manager, neither daring to say it wasn't there nor daring to say it was.
The factory manager said:
"You let him off easy this time, so don't worry."
At noon, the head of the security department was eating his lunchbox in the office when the factory manager called and said:
"Go and search them right now!"
The section chief wondered, "It's such a long distance from the office building to the restroom, could they really stop someone?" Just then, he saw a beam of light from the factory manager's office shining directly into the restroom. It turned out the female factory manager was using a small mirror to reflect light. Immediately, a man rushed out of the restroom—it was the factory's cleaner. He stopped the girl at the door. The girl turned and ran, but after only a few steps, she was stopped by the security chief and his men. She immediately knelt down before them, begging them to let her go and promising to change her ways.