Director Yang of the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill walked into the living room with several factory leaders and his secretary.
Director Yang politely asked the secretary: "Are everyone here already?"
Although he is a secretary, he is still close to the big leader and should not be offended.
The secretary replied, "Several factory directors from the Metallurgical Port are here, and you are the only one missing."
Entering the living room, a banquet was already placed inside. Director Yang looked around and found that they were all leaders of large factories under the Metallurgical Mouth of Sijiu City.
The person sitting at the main seat is a middle-aged man who is about forty or fifty years old, with some gray hair, and a somewhat sharp temperament between his eyebrows.
Next to the big leader is the big leader’s wife.
This lady has simple makeup and looks inconspicuous. If she hadn't known her identity in advance, she might have been mistaken for an ordinary woman in the Four-Nine City.
Director Yang placed several bottles of Maotai and two special cigarettes on the dining table next to him, and said excitedly: "Old leader, I haven't seen you for a long time. Xiao Yang has been thinking about you."
The big leader smiled and said: "Xiao Yang, you are still as polite as before. If you bring any tobacco or alcohol when you come to my place, I will take them away later."
Director Yang said: "I gave it away, how can I get it back? And I just came to your place to drink today, so I'm afraid there won't be anything left."
The diners laughed one after another, and the scene was extremely lively.
When the senior leader saw this scene, he also smiled and said: "Okay, we are all factory directors, so we have to stay on top of things."
The secretary asked Director Yang and others to come to the table.
After everyone gathered, someone started to toast.
At first we just chatted about trivial matters, but as we drank and drank, the topics of conversation began to include policy adjustments, supply plans and other miscellaneous matters.
Especially after severing diplomatic relations with a certain big country, experts, technology, production lines and other follow-up issues will be dealt with.
Director Yang and Director Li listen.
When it comes to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, they should say a few words, but most of the time they still focus on listening.
The big leader is the deputy minister of the Ministry of Metallurgy, so naturally he will not have a meaningless dinner.
This is both a family banquet and a weather vane.
Of course, this is not a resolution, but it gives them a clear idea so that they can implement it as soon as the policy is implemented.
Director Li is the recently transferred deputy director. When he first encountered this kind of dinner party, he was shocked. He felt that his situation had been opened up. He couldn't help but sigh: "I was really ignorant before."<
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Director Yang didn't like this person and thought he was a bit scheming, but he still warned: "Such situations will happen again. Remember to listen more, read more, and talk less."
Director Li nodded repeatedly.
At this moment, the secretary quietly walked up to the leader's wife and handed over a letter.
Factory Manager Li subconsciously felt that the secretary's behavior was illegal and a bit unusual.
He was sitting very close to the leader's wife, and he vaguely heard the words "letter from home" and "son".
Director Li's heart moved.
I heard that the senior leader has several children. The eldest is already working and can communicate by phone. However, the youngest son seems to have had a quarrel with the senior leader and went to become an educated youth. Is this a problem in the industry?
Few people have heard of it.
Could it be him?
The leader's wife looked excited, glared at the leader, got up and left the table with the letter.
Although the big leader is still drinking with his old subordinates, his eyes are wandering and his heart is already flying.
Director Li saw this and sighed, "Since ancient times, upright officials have been unable to deal with household affairs. Sure enough, no matter how great the leader is, they are all the same."
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The next day.
The sun was shining brightly and the sky was clear, but Wei Hongxing's face was filled with sadness.
Liang Guanghe held an enamel cup in one hand and a large tobacco bag in the other. When he walked into the office and saw Wei Hongxing's expression, his heart skipped a beat, "Director Guo, did they criticize you?"
Wei Hongxing shook his head, "No, Director Guo said he would treat us as models and criticize us by name in the commune."
Liang Guanghe asked curiously: "Then why do you have such a sad face?"
Wei Hongxing smiled bitterly.
"I was fooled by that boy Cao Weidong. He told me last night that he wanted to work with me to develop the game in our back mountain...I, I agreed in a daze."
Liang Guanghe touched his pocket.
I asked why Cao Weidong came to me suddenly in the morning and gave me half a box of tobacco. He was waiting here.
He slowly took out the rustic mahogany box, put a pinch of tobacco into the bags under his eyes, lit it, took a sip, and then asked: "Old Wei, what are you going to do?"
"Hey, when did you get new tobacco?"
Wei Hongxing was heartless. When he saw the half box of tobacco in Liang Guanghe's hand, he wanted to reach out and take it, but Liang Guanghe hit him with an eyebag pot, which made him grin.
"Let's get down to business." Liang Guanghe urged.
"I feel like this won't work."
Wei Hongxing muttered, "We organize members to go hunting in the mountains and then sell them in the city. Isn't this the old capitalist way?"
"Isn't that what the current comprehensive agricultural and sideline food factories are like? How come they have become capitalist."
"It's different. What the members have in their hands are agricultural and sideline products allowed by the policy. The wild animals in the mountains are the assets of our production team." Wei Hongxing still hesitated.
Liang Guanghe thought this was a good proposal.
In fact, he had this idea a long time ago, but there was no sales.
Selling it on a small scale is not worth it, and selling it on a large scale will definitely be investigated. Now with Cao Weidong, it is sold directly to the Red Star Rolling Mill...
Perfect!
Moreover, by reselling the agricultural and sideline foods in the hands of the members, he knew the profits, so he became more interested in it.
Plus the tobacco given by Cao Weidong.
Liang Guanghe decided to help Cao Weidong.
"Old Wei, actually I think this can be done, and it's very promising. Think about it, the workers in the city have money, but the number of times they can eat meat throughout the year is limited."<
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"There is a lot of game in the mountains behind us. We mobilize the members to go hunting in the mountains, and then bring them to the factory to exchange for supplies, and distribute them to everyone based on their labor income. This not only solves the problem of meat-eating for factory workers, but also helps our production team get rich. What's the point?
Why not?"
Wei Hongxing's thoughts are actually quite simple. He just wants to lead the production team to get rich. As long as he can get rich, he dares to do it.
Liang Guanghe, the dog-headed accountant, took advantage of Wei Hongxing's thoughts and made an indelible contribution to the glorious deeds of the Shiwei Township production team that fell into big pits.
But this time is different.
Cao Weidong paid attention, Liang Guanghe provided assistance, and Wei Hongxing quickly made up his mind.
Do it!
Anyway, agricultural and sideline products are sold, as well as game from the mountains, let’s do it together.
Thinking of this, he pondered again, "What price do you think these game meats should be sold for?"
Liang Guanghe was also unsure and suggested: "How about we call Cao Weidong over and ask his opinion?"
Wei Hongxing thought briefly and decided, "Okay, I'll go find Teacher Cao now."
Wei Hongxing walked out as he spoke. Just when he was about to step out of the room, he suddenly stopped again, looked at Liang Guanghe and asked, "By the way, Teacher Cao seemed to have said yesterday that he wanted the exclusive sales rights and also wanted to
Do you think it’s okay to give our factory the title of deputy director?”
Liang Guanghe's hand shook, and the pipe and pot almost fell to the ground.