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Chapter 1651 I want you to ask me to go back (1)

Chapter 1651 I want you to beg me to go back (Part 1)

What does this mean?

Du Donghai has been working in magazines for so many years and knows this very well.

Jishantang is regarded as a negative example. This editorial in "Jichun Evening News" is equivalent to a clarion call for attack. Next, Jichun City and even the entire Jiangliao Province will know the name Jishantang. The difference is that in the past it was famous, but in the future it will be a negative example.

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And who is the instigator of this negative example? The magazine publisher? President Wang?

No, it’s not the magazine company, let alone President Wang, it’s him.

The next scene will be... losing the car to save the handsome man? He is the "car", and no one can save his "car".

"President? President?"

The young man called him twice tentatively.

"ah?"

Du Donghai woke up from his panic and glanced at the person who was the best at flattering him: "What's wrong?"

"Are you... okay?"

"Are you mocking me?" Even a fool could tell that he had something, something big.

Du Donghai pointed outside: "Get out, I'll tell you to get out."

The young man walked away with a sad face, sighing that today's flattery was so flattering. If he had known it would hit the horse's leg, why would he bother with it?

Du Donghai went over and closed the door, walked back and forth in the room for a while, picked up the newspaper on the desk, read it twice, walked around for a while, picked up the phone and wanted to make a call, but finally sighed and put it back.

Now he finally knows what it means to be an ant on a hot pot.



In less than a week, Jishantang was used as a negative teaching material. It was talked about over and over again among enterprises that were restructuring or studying restructuring. They took the trouble to talk about it and discussed it over and over again. Golden Land Magazine also became the focus of public opinion.

After suffering a lot of infamy and supercilious looks, employees now dare not say that they are from Golden Land Magazine when walking on the street. As for the retired people, they simply stay at home to avoid being criticized and gossiped outside.

If something like this happens, of course he must be held accountable. President Wang will definitely not take the blame on himself, let alone put in a good word for Du Donghai. The vice president, the director of the logistics office, and the deputy director have all been fucked, this time

There were three official positions available for him, but Dulingao could no longer wait to become a regular employee. Three days ago, he was kicked out by Jishantang and rushed back to his hometown.

"How's it going, Lao Ma? Is this article well written?"

At Ma Shou Chang's house, Qu Xiuzhen picked up the cup, blew away the tea leaves floating in front of her eyes, and took a sip of the fragrant jasmine tea, with a look of pride on her face.

"This guy is so ruthless. Golden Land Magazine has become famous throughout the Northeast this time, but that group of people brought it upon themselves." Ma Shouchang took off his glasses and put them aside: "Sickness should be treated with strong medicine, like this

The phenomenon needs to be rectified. Compared with the south, the pace of reform in our old industrial base is slow. Many places are difficult to advance. There are many problems to be solved. However, the people at Golden Land Magazine are still creating problems. Bingkun chose to affiliate at that time.

It’s just an expedient measure. It’s better for them to pick peaches as soon as they see enough profits. What about integrity? Where is the integrity? If all enterprises and institutions do this, who will come to invest in Jiangliao?”

Qu Xiuzhen said: "I was shocked by his idea at the time, using Jishantang to provide a typical case for promoting corporate reform. Fortunately, he could come up with such a way to cut off a strong man's wrist. Ordinary people can't do it.

It’s impossible to have such a big heart.”

"I'm more inclined to believe that he made up his mind to make Golden Land Magazine look good. Didn't Du Donghai leave the position of vice president? He was supposed to retire in a few years, but now he has lost his reputation."

Shouchang shook his head: "Only he can do this kind of thing of killing one thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred. Of course, personal grudges are personal grudges. This incident has indeed accelerated the pace of reform in Jiangliao Province. It is said that it is a last resort.

There is nothing wrong with beheading generals and offering sacrifices to flags."

"By the way, Lao Ma, I heard from people in the courtyard that Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei had a fight."

"Really?" Ma Shouchang disagreed: "Isn't it normal for husband and wife to bicker? Look at us, haven't we been bickering for most of our lives?"

"It's because of his assignment. Didn't Zhou Bingyi's father come back? His sister Zhou Rong also said that she would consider coming to work at Jichun University, so that Zhou Bingyi could relieve himself of the burden of taking care of his mother and do some practical work.

Well, Hao Dongmei’s mother has been taking care of this son-in-law in Jichun

I am dissatisfied with my mother's decision. Hao Dongmei has the opposite view from her mother. She believes that the reason why her father left in such a hurry is because of his heavy workload. You see, the mother and daughter are in conflict, and Zhou Bingyi is caught in the middle." Qu Xiuzhen.

He sighed heavily: "Every family has its own sutras that are difficult to recite."

Ma Shouchang knew what she meant when she said this. Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei still have no children. They say everything outside, but can they be happy if they have children? Last year, Ma Shouchang was hospitalized due to illness, and their son came back and stayed for two days.

, as soon as he heard that his life was not in danger, he went back to Shanghai to find a wife. At least Zhou Bingkun came back from Shenzhen to visit him after knowing about it.

At this point, the biological son has not done as well as the year-end friend.



One year later.

In a fairly high-end hotel near the Red Star Wood Processing Factory.

As soon as the landlady saw Xu Dazuo walking in the door, her face became grimacing, as if the god of plague had come to the door.

Lin Yue didn't need to think about it to know why - he ate every day without giving me any money. If he asked for more money, he would pay 10% or 20%. If he wanted to, he would pay 10% or 20%. After everything was done, he would take credit. No boss would not frown when meeting such a customer.

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Thirty years later, the situation has improved a lot. In the 1980s and 1990s, especially in the Northeast, many restaurants failed because of IOUs.

"Hey, Zhou Bingkun!"

The two turned to face each other, and Xu Dazuo was stunned for a moment before he recognized him. After all, Zhou Bingkun had left the Red Star Wood Processing Factory for more than ten years. If he hadn't heard the conversation between Sun Ganchao and Xiao Guoqing that day, he would have almost died.

Forgot about this person.

That's why people can't help but think about him, I just thought about him a week ago, and I met him here a week later.

Lin Yue smiled at him: "Isn't this Deputy Director Xu of the Red Star Wood Processing Factory? What a coincidence."

"I heard you went to the south? Why are you here?"

"I'm a little tired of staying in the south. I came back to take a look. I'm planning to go to the factory after dinner to catch up and celebrate the National Day. How about it? Are they there?"

"In, in, the old place, the blanking workshop."

"Thanks."

"etc."

Lin Yue was about to leave when he was stopped by Xu Dazuo: "When old acquaintances meet, we don't say more than a few words. Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Do you need to pee?"

"Well, I feel a little urgent to urinate."

Xu Dazuo ignored his reply: "Do you know that Jishan Hall is closed?"

"Oh, I heard it from my family."

"Then do you feel it's a pity?"

"Can you go back to the past if you feel it's a pity?"

"No." Xu Dazuo said: "Speaking of the past, do you still remember what you said when you left the Red Star Wood Processing Factory?"

Lin Yue said: "What are you talking about?"

"Didn't you say that you want Director Yang and I to regret it, and also told us not to come to you to ask for help in the future if we have the ability? This 'in the future'...it's been fifteen years, right?"

Deputy Director Xu looked at him with a smile, but even a fool could hear the sarcasm in his words.

Lin Yuexin said that this guy was very smart and could still remember things fifteen years ago so clearly, but it was no wonder when he thought about it. There was a shortage of industrial coupons at that time. A deputy factory director stole ten industrial coupons from him, an ordinary worker.

It was a great shame and humiliation, and Sun Qunchao and Xiao Guoqing heard that Jishantang had been taken over by Golden Land Magazine and that he was in debt. Isn't that just like drinking a bowl of sour plum soup to quench your thirst in the dog days of summer?

Now that enemies have bumped into each other again on a narrow road, if we don't use sarcasm or make some sarcastic remarks, wouldn't that be a waste of a good opportunity for revenge?

"Indeed, fifteen years."

"I will retire in a year or two. You said... can I wait until the day you fulfill your promise?"

Lin Yue couldn't laugh or cry: "Deputy Director Xu, the Red Star Wood Processing Factory is about to close down. Don't you have any sense of crisis?"

"A sense of crisis? What a joke, what kind of sense of crisis does a person who is about to retire want?"

Also, for the two factories that appear most often in TV dramas, the Hongxing Wood Processing Factory and the Songhuajiang Soy Sauce Factory, the more difficult the operation is, the more the factory directors will eat and drink, saying it is a business necessity, but is this really the case?

Generally speaking, if you have a drink now, you can get drunk tomorrow, and you can live happily until you retire. As for the future path of the company, that is a matter for the successor to worry about.

"Sorry, I need to urinate urgently. Please lend me some help."

Lin Yue was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he stepped aside and walked towards the backyard of the hotel.

Xu Da curled his lips: "Arrogant, be arrogant if you can. Even if I haven't moved my land for fifteen years, I will still be better off than you."

By chance, the landlady looked over, and he glared at her fiercely and walked towards the innermost box.

Dong dong dong~

After knocking on the door outside, Director Yang's voice came from inside: "Come in."

He pushed the door open and saw a table full of food. The factory director was sitting by the window. Next to him was a middle-aged man with a big belly and a somewhat bald head in a black suit and red tie.

"It's Deputy Director Xu here."

Director Yang stood up and said with a smile: "Here, let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Li Xianrong from HK, and this is Deputy Director Xu of our wood processing factory."

The two shook hands and exchanged a few pleasantries. Xu Dakai walked over to Director Yang and sat down.

"By the way, Deputy Factory Director Xu doesn't know yet, but an old friend will be here later. The reason why someone like Mr. Li is willing to come to Northeast China for inspection is all thanks to him."
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