The full name of the Third Factory is the Third Ordnance Machinery Factory. It is located in Shishi City, the capital of northern Hebei Province. It was a national defense unit established during the feud with Lao Maozi. Later, the alarm was lifted and the rugged ordnance industry was naturally eliminated. The Third Factory began to transform and research civilian machinery.
It has done quite well. It has developed tillers, and for a period it even produced Dongfanghong tractors as an agent. All in all, it is an agricultural machinery manufacturer with great potential.
At its peak in the 1970s, there were thousands of employees, and the factory level reached the main hall.
Nowadays, it has turned from prosperity to decline. In recent years, it has become difficult to survive.
The third factory has a large scale and wide influence. It is very representative among large state-owned enterprises. It was selected by the Economic Reform Commission as a typical example of major issues in solving the operating difficulties of large state-owned enterprises. It was also designated as a pilot plant and will be tracked and monitored by the Pilot Department.
Find the crux.
The Macroeconomic Department also needs to obtain first-hand materials based on this pilot, prepare to include them as models, and prepare background materials for the formation of the Seventh Five-Year Plan.
Xie Huihuang stopped joking after hearing Xue Xiang talk about business, and said, "I'm superfluous when it comes to research. Those guys in the pilot department are so arrogant. I went there and couldn't even find the factory director. I heard
I was dragged by the pilot department to inspect the upstream demand. I asked the factory director who was still there yesterday, why was it that I was the only one who went there to inspect the upstream demand? Isn't it obvious that he was avoiding me?"
Like most agencies in this era, there is a lot of overlap in the setup and intelligence of various internal departments. Generally speaking, within the agency, even between ministries and commissions, there are often three nuns in charge of one maid.
later reform of the ministry system.
At this time, there is too much overlap between the Macro Department and the Pilot Department of the Reform Commission regarding the establishment of pilots. In theory, regarding pilots, the Macro Department and the Pilot Department are the disputes between the Planning Commission and the Economic Commission. The Macro Department manages plans, organizations, and the Pilot Department.
Manage execution.
But when it comes to making political achievements and managing pilot projects, it is inevitable that the Department of Macroeconomics and the Department of Pilot Projects will compete for credit.
Xue Xiang couldn't comment on work matters. He still had a lot of mess here waiting to be dealt with. He smiled and said a few words of relief.
Xie Huihuang said, "Look at me, let's talk about something that is disappointing. Do you have time at noon? There is a roast goose restaurant on South Street. It is very authentic. I heard that it is an old craft that came from outside the customs in the late Qing Dynasty. How about we go together at noon?
Go and see something.”
In official circles, taking the initiative to invite someone to a meal is to build relationships and express goodwill.
Speaking of which, in the previous division of labor, Xie Huihuang was indeed annoyed that Xue Xiang came in halfway, but if he thought about it carefully, breaking up with Xue Xiang would only give Yan Botao an advantage. After thinking about this, he had to let go of what he couldn't let go.
Xue Xiang also understood this. When he first arrived, he had no intention of making enemies. He immediately said, "Okay, I don't have any other problem, I'm just greedy. Thank you very much, Director."
Xue Xiang agreed. Xie Huihuang was in a good mood and left immediately.
When he went out, he happened to meet Yan Botao coming in.
The two looked at each other, nodded, and passed by.
Yan Botao took the cigarette thrown by Xue Xiang and said with a smile, "Why, Lao Xie is here to give instructions again. He is good at everything, but he is very serious about everything."
Xue Xiang said, "Director Xie said that there is a good roast goose restaurant on South Street. He asked me to try it. How about it? Director Yan will give me a compliment and go with us."
Looking at the situation in front of him, Xie Huihuang and Yan Botao were destined to collide. He didn't want to get involved, but he was in the middle of the situation. After thinking about it, it was best to be impartial and do his job well.
Therefore, whenever Yan Botao wanted to know something, he would speak out.
Yan Botao smiled and said, "I don't have such a good reputation, you go and eat! However, I have eaten the roast goose on South Street, and it seems to be average. I will treat Director Xue to eat the lean meat fried dough sticks from Chen Laokuai on North Street another day.
See Kungfu..."
As he was talking, Xue Xiang opened the drawer and looked at it. He found that the one in the drawer did not ring, and then he realized that it was the ring on his waist.
BP machines have been popular in the capital for a long time. They are not widely used among the people, but they have become popular in government agencies early. The one in his drawer was given by the reform commission, and the one on his waist was given by the little guy.
The call sign of this private BP phone is that of the Xue family brothers and sisters, plus An Zaihai, and no one else knows about it.
Xue Xiang grabbed the BP phone and looked at it, but it was an unfamiliar number. He originally thought it was a little girl calling. In the past few days, he heard that he was not having a good time at school, so he called frequently to complain.
Thinking of the annoying little guy who won't grow up, Xue Laosan shook his head and smiled bitterly. He poked the phone at Yan Botao, dialed the number displayed on the bp machine, opened his mouth and said, "Can you just stay calm? No one will play with you. What a shame."
Find your own reasons..."
"Brother, it's me!"
The voice that came over the phone was Xiao Wan's, a little panicked.
"Where are you? I'll pick you up."
Xue Xiang became nervous. There were a lot of breathing sounds coming from the other end of the phone. Although they were very small, they could not be hidden from his ears.
"When we arrived in the same county, we met a few people who were entangled and chased us on the way."
Tongxian County was later known as Tongzhou District, which was considered a suburb of the capital city.
Hearing that he was almost arriving in the capital, and there was someone accompanying him, Xue Xiang felt relieved and said, "Just walk on the main road to and from the city. I'll be there soon."
"What happened? Do you want help?"
Yan Botao heard the change and said anxiously.
Xue Xiang said, "Nothing else. My sister is back from other places. I will pick her up. Please help me ask for leave from Director Xie."
With that said, he headed towards the outside.
Yan Botao followed all the way, and kept saying, "No need to be polite, we are all brothers in the trenches. It would be useless if you don't come with me!" The voice was loud.
Xue Xiang had no time to talk nonsense with him and walked forward quickly. When he stepped out of the door, he realized that he didn't have a car.
Yan Botao said boldly, "I'll drive you!" As he said that, he glanced towards the room in the middle of the west side, and happened to see a figure standing in front of the window. Although there was a light screen covering the window, the sapphire blue suit was still visible.
It can be seen that it is Xie Huihuang.
Xue Xiang didn't want Yan Botao to go with him, but Yan Botao stopped forcing him and threw the key to him and headed east.
When everyone was outside the door, there was no audience, so naturally there was no need to continue the play.
In his panic, Xue Xiang had no idea that Yan Botao had silently planted a nail that penetrated into the flesh between him and Xie Huihuang.
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After the Spring Festival, the winter in the ancient capital seemed to be suffering from an acute illness and came to an end all of a sudden.
February has passed, the temperature has risen sharply, the grass has grown and orioles are flying, and the skirt of the spring girl has been lifted up.
The ice on the Chaobai River has long since thawed, and the gurgling water washes the warm duck's new clothes, and the swaying water plants sway in the golden sunshine. This spring scene, if captured by a camera, will be remembered forever.
Plop, plop, the wild duck hiding among the dense water plants by the river suddenly flapped its wings and flew out, breaking the tranquility of the river bank. (To be continued...)