"Juggle? A 45-liter fuel tank adds 55 liters of fuel!"
"Come on, new tricks, 99% of people don't know how to steal your oil"
"Fill up at the gas station and see how much money has been cheated over the years"
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Typical Internet news headlines are eye-catching and attract attention. Wang Yuliang looked at the major portal websites and clicked the mouse slowly, with a gloomy face that could make him cry.
Fatty Wu, who was standing aside, said nonchalantly, "Why is this even on Sohu and Sina?"
"You ask me, who am I asking?" Wang Yuliang glared, "It's 315 soon. We can't let people make fuss about it. Why are you still standing here? Hurry up and think of a solution."
"Will it be on CCTV?" Fatty Wu also had lingering fears about the 315 Party.
"We are a gas station, and we don't have a head office. We won't." Wang Yuliang shut down the computer. These days were too worrying. He had never encountered so many troubles since he became the manager of the Qinwan branch.
Fatty Wu walked to the door and hurried back, "Mr. Wang, was it the people from Furong Street who did this?"
Just as Wang Yuliang was about to answer, the phone on the table rang. It was the provincial company's number. He hurriedly signaled to Fatty Wu, and after the phone rang three or four times, he slowly picked up the phone.
His voice was polite, but also had the confidence of a branch manager. When he put down the phone with a sullen expression, his voice became rude and said, "Go ahead. If you have an acquaintance, look for an acquaintance. If you have a trust relationship, well, don't be afraid to spend money!"
At the same time, the work in the district was still going on as planned, but the dawn here was quiet, and no one asked about the gas station anymore.
Liao Xiangting attended two events in the morning and participated in the opening ceremony of the Qinwan Haima International Logistics Center. Then, he rushed to the hotel without stopping to meet with the General Manager of Shanghai General Motors Liuling and his delegation.
Jiang Sheng received the deputy director of the Qinwan Municipal People's Congress and a group of six people who came to the development zone to inspect the planning work of the tourist area. In the afternoon, Tan Wenzheng also made a special report.
Chen Jiangping was still having meetings, and there were endless meetings in the day. He had to attend the meetings of the two main leaders in the district, and other meetings were attended by the leaders in charge. Even so, he still felt that he was unable to cope with the workload.
Yue Wen came back from Qinwan, full of energy and energy. Chen Jiangping asked him to attend a meeting, and he arranged it for Wan Jianshe, while he moved to the dredging site of Xinhe River. The weather was getting warm, so he had to seize the time to dredge.
However, at this speed, it is too slow. He is not a step-by-step person. Well, he needs to find a way...
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Time is like a wild donkey, it runs without stopping.
As he was about to get off work in the afternoon, Fatty Wu knocked on the door of Wang Yuliang's office again in despair.
"What's wrong? You feel like you've lost your soul?" Wang Yuliang has never seen Fatty Wu's expression like this before. "How did it go this morning?"
"Mr. Wang, it's online again." In desperation, Fatty Wu couldn't express what he meant. When Wang Yuliang opened the webpage with a frown, her eyebrows never relaxed.
"China Petrochemical's sky-high price building scares visitors"
"Three Questions about Sinopec: What's Hidden Behind the Sky-high Price Building"
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The website no longer contained news about gas stations. What shocked him was the building of Sinopec Qinwan Branch. This building was built by him and was an achievement that he was proud of.
, but at this time, the photos on the Internet are so dazzling.
Not only that, in some forums, the Sinopec headquarters building also appeared on the Internet. The majestic high-rise building and luxurious interior decoration are amazing.
His heartbeat was beating, his breath was wheezing, and his hands were shaking. God knew what happened in the branch building, and he knew it, and Fatty Wu knew it, so Fatty Wu was acting so abnormally.
Browsing through the pictures one by one, Wang Yuliang felt that his heart was constantly shrinking. The angle of the photos of the building was very different. From the bottom up, the building appeared to be as tall as a skyscraper. The building that he was usually proud of,
At this time, I feel very depressed, like a pagoda pressing on me.
"Mr. Wang, the phone number of Mr. Fu of the provincial company." Fatty Wu looked at the name flashing on his phone and reminded in a low voice.
"Wang Yuliang, look at the stock price." The voice on the phone was calm, but Wang Yuliang's heart sank. He hurriedly opened the market, but suddenly his eyes blurred, and the curve inside was blurred in front of his eyes.
, Fatty Wu quickly helped to adjust it to the current price increase and decrease page.
China Petrochemical fell 3.68%!
"More than two billion yuan will be gone in one day," the voice on the phone was still calm, and there was no thunderstorm, but Wang Yuliang's face was ashen, "The first quarter report has come out, the company's performance is not good,
The oil sector generally rose today, but our company, China Petroleum & Chemical Corp., fell. I think the head office will soon give me a call..."
Wang Yuliang quickly moved the mouse in his hand. Today, the Shanghai Composite Index fell only 1.13%, but more than 1,200 stocks in the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets fell, including Sinopec.
Sinopec's H shares reported at HK$6.06, down 3.39%; A shares reported at 7.95 yuan, down 3.68%. Haigang Petrochemical Engineering Company, one of Sinopec's important petrochemical engineering partners, fell 10.4% that day...
"Go to the head office and explain yourself. It doesn't matter what news you have upstairs. The head office's upstairs will follow... Tomorrow, similar news will probably be published in the newspapers... We will do the above work, you can do it yourself
Wipe your butt yourself, do you still want to do it?!"
During the entire call, only the last sentence was a bit harsh, but in the early spring, Wang Yuliang was already sweating through his clothes. He closed his eyes, leaned on the executive chair and stopped talking. Fatty Wu gritted his teeth and retreated silently.
However, the abnormality of China's oil change is not felt in the district.
In the afternoon, Nak Grigori, President and CEO of Finland's Vagra Group, and his delegation came to inspect the district. Liao Xiangting hosted a dinner reception and went to toast the director of the Standing Committee of the Municipal People's Congress with two glasses of wine.
Jiang Sheng still accompanied the deputy director of the Municipal People's Congress Standing Committee throughout the entire process.
Chen Jiangping held a public meeting with the party working committee and office directors to study Xinhe reconstruction, environmental construction and production safety.
Yue Wen did not escape after all, and went to the district to hold a meeting for Chen Jiangping. The leaders above were talking on the stage. He wrote down his work arrangements for the past few days in his notebook, thinking about how to move this century-old collection.
After the leader who presided over the meeting emphasized a few more points, the meeting ended with the sound of tables and chairs.
As he walked out of the venue, a wall immediately blocked Yue Wen's path.
"Excuse me, please give in, you are blocking my mobile phone signal." Yue Wen smiled, and in front of him was Fatty Wu who was smiling like Maitreya Buddha.
"Director Yue, I sincerely invite you today. I know you are having a meeting here and I have been waiting for more than two hours. At noon, let's show your face and have a meal together."
"There are so many people in China, and the bound feet of lazy women are smelly and long." Yue Wen said with a smile, the warm sunshine shone on his face, and he smiled happily, as happy as a flower, "Old Wu, these days
, Eating is a burden, don’t worry, don’t worry, we are not outsiders when we have something to say.”
"What happened at the gas station..." Fatty Wu laughed along with him, "There is indeed a misunderstanding, and we also have difficulties..."
"If you don't dismantle it, I can't do anything about it," Yue Wen interrupted him and opened the Cheetah's car door, "You can suppress the district, but the district will suppress me. I am a street cadre with no grades, how can I still
What's going on, brother, are you doing the opposite? We should beg you to stand in the corridor for another five days?!"
"This is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding. It just so happened that someone from the provincial company came to visit in those few days." Fatty Wu smiled apologetically.
"boom--"
The car door closed, and a lot of good words were blocked outside the car. Fatty Wu's smile froze, and he hurriedly got into his car as he watched the cheetah fly away.
When Yue Wen returned to the street from the construction site, he was surprised to find Fatty Wu waiting for him in the corridor.
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"Lao Liu, have you read the news?" Ren Gongcheng's voice was deliberately lowered from the receiver, like a thief, but he couldn't suppress the joy and pride in his chest.
"Look, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you on behalf of Furong Street, Qinwan City Development Zone," Yue Wen was happy. He leaned comfortably on the chair and started stroking his hair back involuntarily. "I knew it.
Blood brothers, you have to be brothers when you go into battle!"
Heiba sat opposite him and said in a low voice with disdain, "This leader has just been on the job for a few days, and he already looks like the top leader? Even stroking his hair is so imitative!" He himself also stroked his hair back, but he couldn't.
The hair that is cut into a crew cut is too short and cannot be combed.
"Don't thank me," Ren Gongcheng smiled on the phone, "When you return to Qinwan, please make an appointment with your teacher for me."
"My teacher? Oh, you mean Teacher Yuan..." Yue Wen was strange and serious, "Brother Comrade, don't forget that you have a girlfriend! ... Well, was it your girlfriend's idea?
"
"Where are you thinking? Yuan Shuying's father is not simple. Yes, she thinks so. She just wants to ask Yuan Shuying and Lu Shanshan out, and she has no other intention to deepen their relationship!"
"I can handle the matter, but I'm not sure whether I can make an appointment." Ren Gongcheng is now half a son-in-law. Yue Wen deeply understands how difficult it is for his brother. He will help if he can, and he will never hide it if he can.
"Wen, Fatty Wu is still waiting outside." Heiba snickered and pointed to the door.
"How many days have you been standing outside?"
"Today is the third day." Heiba lay on the desk opposite Yue Wen, snickering, "He didn't expect that he would also have today, retribution, really retribution."
"Okay, let him come in."
Heiba stood up happily, and in a blink of an eye, Fatty Wu squeezed in from the door, "Director Yue, Director Yue!" He stretched out his hands from afar.
In the past few days, he had met Chen Jiangping once in the office building on the street, but he was sent away within three minutes. He did not dare to go back. Who knows if these people are still behind, to find out
The truth is also an important task assigned by Wang Yuliang.
Yue Wen shook hands with him gently and pointed to the sofa. Fatty Wu sat down with a smile, and Hei Ba poured him a glass of water with a smile.
"Director Wu, it doesn't feel good to stand in the corridor waiting for people!" Seeing Fatty Wu wanting to explain, Yue Wen waved his hand, "You are twenty years older than me, so I will let you stand for two days less. Go back and tell Wang Yuliang
, let him come here by himself, I'll wait for him in the office."
"No, Director Yue," Fatty Wu laughed with him, his face turned dark, even darker than Jiang Sheng's, "We brothers are discussing, General Manager Wang has more. Besides, he is the manager of Qinwan Branch after all, and he has the corresponding level.
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"Who is he? You are not qualified either! What's wrong? My assistant is equivalent to the deputy director, on the same level as him, so I won't tolerate him!" Yue Wen interrupted him without politeness, "Tell him, now he is still
Manager, there may be nothing left in a few days, so go back!"
"Come back!" As soon as Fatty Wu reached the door, Yue Wen called him again.
"Director Yue?"
"I forgot to mention it. You are spreading the word. In addition to demolishing the gas station, it will be difficult for us people in Furong Street on the Xin River to travel. It would be great if there were two bridges!"