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Section 1049 We refuse to listen to Wu Qingdao's work report

There is nothing the Ninth Factory can do.

Several factories directly under the Ninth Factory were operating at full capacity, and Jingzhao Textile City was scolded. For example, Qinke Electric, two factories that were running for a well-off society, consumed so much water that Jingzhao Textile City suddenly ran out of water.

Textile City is also a big user of water, and they argue every day, so why not find a way to solve the problem of water use?

In the summer, there was a period of holiday in the Textile City.

Why?

No water.

Wu Qingdao was also looking through the information, thinking about how to report later.

I glanced at my watch and saw that the meeting would start in ten minutes.

But why is there no one in the conference room?

Wu Qingdao picked up the agenda of the meeting and flipped through it: Yes, it starts at three o'clock in the afternoon.

By the way, what Wu Qingdao didn't know was that he was outside the conference room at this time.

It's not the corridor, it's the courtyard.

Niu Hong arrived at a corridor under a lilac tree. When he saw a lot of people standing here, he happily came forward to say hello: "I was afraid that I would be late, but I didn't expect you to come too. Let's go to the meeting."

Who would have thought that Tian Honghai gave Niu Hong a cigarette: "Brother Niu, have a cigarette."

Niu Hong was stunned for a moment: "It can't be that we are late, so we won't be allowed in."

Wang Meilin, who was sitting on a bench next to the corridor, said: "No, I guess there are not many people in the conference room. Anyway, when I looked around, most of them were here. There were still a few people sitting in the pavilion over there, and there were a few people sitting under the trees over there.

There are still a bunch of stools.”

"What's going on?" Niu Hong still didn't understand.

Wang Meilin said: "The superiors are not coming. They said they would just give me the minutes of the meeting later. Balangyin, an old cunning guy, asked for leave yesterday. He said he had extremely important matters to deal with. I asked about it and found out that he had received

I have the money, and I’m thinking about where to hide it.”

"Then what?"

"Nothing. Then, it's not interesting to hear this guy Wu Qingdao talk about running the train. This guy is very bad. I feel like he is planning to get me into a fight with Lao Tian and Lao Cao."

Niu Hong was amused.

Let the Fifth Ministry of Industry, the Sixth Ministry of Industry, and the Third Ministry of Industry fight.

That must be something interesting.

Niu Hong asked: "It seems that you are very well-informed."

Wang Meilin chuckled, and Tian Honghai and Ding Canyang also came over. Ding Canyang from the Seventh Industry Department said: "There is such a thing. There was originally a Zhiji. Although it also flew, I arranged for Lao Wang to take care of it together, because it is lightweight.

In the future, it will be allocated to the earth for use."

"Yes, I understand." Niu Hong still knew the distribution of this work.

Logically speaking, things that can fly are under the control of the Third Industry Department, but occasionally there are individual projects that are jointly managed by the Fifth Industry Department, and there must be sufficient reasons.

Ding Canyang continued: "For this one, the Ninth Factory got involved, and asked Hongcheng to work with them, borrowing the drawings and revising them, and came up with a similar one. The Ninth Factory called it "Special for Rescue". "Special for Rescue"

, there are dozens of things just thrown into the sea, it’s anti-snake fish.”

"Continue, continue." Niu Hong could hear the amusement.

"The ground test has basically been completed. The next step is to board the ship for the first time, which is to fly from the shore to the landing of the ship. Who is in charge of this matter? Before delivery, whether it is Lao Liu, Lao Wu, or Lao Wu.

Lao San. Lao Six manages the boat. Lao San can fly, but this one also has Lao Wu."

Niu Hong didn't understand: "Who cares? Is there any difference?"

"Yes." Wang Meilin spoke: "Wu Qingdao, a sinister person, wants to borrow ten PhDs and thirty graduate students. Whoever is in charge of that family will have to send someone to let him borrow them. It's not like you don't know that Wu Qingdao should change his surname.

Liu.”

"Why, why."

Tian Honghai chewed on his cigarette: "Liu Bei borrowed something. I heard he never paid it back."

Niu Hong laughed loudly: "But why don't others enter the conference room?"

"What are you going in for?" Tian Honghai asked back: "If you can say it openly, everyone already knows it. If you say it behind closed doors, you should go back to your room and whisper it. What can you do if you say it openly?

Yes, even if I didn’t see the leader, I would just give them the minutes of the meeting. You don’t know, but someone saw it. Wu Qingdao brought Fu Qiang with him, carrying a foot-thick file. He must have come to ask for people, land, and money.

Something.”

"That makes sense." Niu Hong nodded.

But after thinking about it for a while, Niu Hong asked again: "Will I be criticized if I don't attend such an important meeting?"

As if by magic, Wang Meilin took out a sign-in book and said, "Sign your name. I came out to use the toilet. I have diarrhea."

Tian Honghai also said: "I smoke a cigarette and my blood pressure has been high recently."

Niu Hong took the sign-in book with a leave request note on it.

Summer tax in general.

"Ah, he asked for leave."

"For..." Forget it, what's the point of asking? What's wrong with asking for leave? I won't ask anymore.

Besides, in the conference room, Wu Qingdao looked at his watch and flipped through the meeting agenda: "Lao Fu, what's the date today?"

"Number three."

"That's right!" Wu Qingdao checked again. The date and time were correct, but why was there no one in the conference room?

Suddenly he pointed out the window: "Is that Lao Guo standing over there by the stone table under the tree?"

Lao Guo, Guo Fengxian!

Wu Qingdao pulled up his chair, ran to the window, and looked through a forest of trees.

Standing by the stone table under the tree over there is Guo Fengxian.

"Let's go." Wu Qingdao pulled Fu Qiang.

Under the tree, beside the stone table.

Wu Qingdao said with a dark face: "Leader Guo, what do you mean?"

Guo Fengxian was stunned for a moment, and several people next to him also laughed awkwardly.

Guo Fengxian also laughed: "This is not what I mean. It's just that everyone means it, so I can only mean it."

Wu Qingdao continued to ask: "What does this mean?"

"That's what I mean, I don't want to have a meeting with you."

"I'm really in trouble."

"If you have anything to say to my office, I'll listen."

Fu Qiang asked: "This year-end summary meeting can't be such a joke."

"Child's play?" Milin said, she was from the Fourth Industry Department: "The year-end summary report, your factory director Bai didn't write it this year, right? The factory director's office wrote a copy, and after it has been reviewed, it will be distributed to us.

Eighty percent of the paper is painted black, and it is still black through the paper. When viewed against the light, there is a black line of black paint that penetrates the entire paper."

"In the meeting, I listened to you talking nonsense for a while, and then you can't talk about this, and you can't talk about that. If you have something to do, come to my office, and all of us will wait for you to close the door and start the meeting. Let's go. This year, my son took the college entrance examination and studied very hard. He just happened to come home early for me.

I bought a chicken and stewed it." After saying that, Milin picked up the bag, turned around and left.

Guo Fengxian also said: "I'll wait for you in the office. I've prepared good tea."

After saying that, they all left one by one.

Wu Qingdao figured it out, this meeting is estimated to be the last one this year, and there won't be another one next year.

It’s normal to think about it.

For example, when it comes to the rockets produced by the Ninth Factory, except for the Seventh Industry Department, all other people who see the relevant text have to black out. They can know the entries, but they cannot know the details.


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