Chapter six hundred and sixty everything goes well
Chen Qingyun's answer was indeed from the heart. He would not bring his emotions to work, but in Chen Shimei's ears, it turned out that Chen Qingyun was perfunctory with him.
Chen Shimei was not happy. He paid a personal visit to Chen Qingyun as a ministerial official. Unexpectedly, Chen Qingyun actually started speaking in an official tone.
"It's up to you. If the iron ore import negotiations in the steel industry are delayed, the responsibility will be huge." Chen Shimei's face turned ugly, she got up and walked away.
Leaders with high status rarely do things in person. Unless the matter has been agreed, they only need to step forward to give the other party face. Chen Shimei deceived Chen Qingyun because he was young and had just taken office. She was contemptuous and wanted to use her status to persuade her, but she unexpectedly hit a soft nail.
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Chen Qingyun didn't care about Chen Shimei's attitude. The grievances between him and the Chen family had passed, and he was not prepared to pick it up again. With so many things going on at the moment, he had no time to care about them.
Regarding the A management model, Chen Qingyun was familiar with Xiong. He approved several documents, all of which were matters that needed to be dealt with immediately, and then called Jiang Ying.
"Director Jiang, please make a schedule and try to arrange for me to talk to the division directors within a week."
"Okay." Jiang Ying replied softly, turned around and left. What was placed on Chen Qingyun's desk was the management method for import and export indicators.
Jiang Ying's coldness was beyond Chen Qingyun's expectation. This woman was only in her thirties, with a delicate face, but a cold expression. She had such an attitude towards her boss. It seemed that Jiang Ying had many stories.
"Director, we are still deciding on the fund-raising building in the ministry." Yi Cailian took advantage of the opportunity and went to Chen Qingyun's office again: "There is no ready-made house in the office. Should we rent a house in a hotel for a fixed period of time on behalf of the director, or should we rent a private house?
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"Thank you, Director Yi. I will take care of the house matter myself."
Seeing that Chen Qingyun had no intention of having an in-depth discussion, Yi Cailian left in disappointment.
For a moment, Chen Qingyun forgot to continue reading the document. Yi Cailian's flattery, Diao Liang's tact, and Jiang Ying's coldness, three faces swirled in his mind.
The phone on the table rang. Chen Qingyun saw that it was an internal call, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, showing a contemptuous smile.
"Director Chen, please come to my office." Luo Chenyu's voice was cold.
Sure enough, Chen Shimei filed a complaint. Listening to Luo Chenyu's tone, Chen Shimei's complaint must be accurate.
"Is there any problem with the document adjusting the tungsten, molybdenum, cobalt and nickel export quota indicators?"
Luo Chenyu is an old sparrow after all, and he accused Chen Qingyun without opening his mouth.
Chen Qingyun's thoughts changed sharply. This document was not a big deal. If he gave in without principle when they were attacking from both sides, there would be countless people dictating the work of the Foreign Trade Department in the future.
In the blink of an eye, Chen Qingyun made up his mind: "Minister, if you adjust the total amount first and then implement it to the enterprises, there will be no problem; if the minister has special instructions, Qingyun will immediately convene a divisional meeting to implement the minister's instructions."
"I just understand the situation. I don't have any instructions. Just go ahead." Luo Chenyu was so angry, couldn't you understand my intention?
Following special procedures, everyone was operating behind closed doors; Chen Qingyun was so good, but he insisted on bringing big things to the table. Did he not understand, or was he pretending to be stupid? Suddenly, Luo Chenyu had an affair with Chen Qingyun.
A heart of caution.
Chen Qingyun knew very well that his actions must have offended the leaders in charge. But he knew better that if he became a Trojan horse, he would not be able to avoid the axe. This kind of thing would happen sooner or later, so let him come as soon as possible.
There were more important things at the moment. Chen Qingyun put Luo Chenyu's cold face behind him, returned to the office, closed the door, and immediately made a call.
"Quality, where are you?" The anti-dumping case of Qingpu refrigerators is what Chen Qingyun is really concerned about.
An excited voice came from the microphone: "Boss, you have remembered me. I am in Zhiguo, talking about the equipment of the carriage factory. If you want me to come back, I will set off immediately."
"The preliminary work of the carriage factory has been completed, and the efficiency is good." Chen Qingyun is very happy. The subway carriage project is the beginning of his entry into high-end manufacturing: "Put aside what you are doing and find a way to find out the situation of Zhiguo refrigerators."
"Please tell me, boss, what kind of information is needed?" Quzhi knew that it was not an important matter, and Chen Qingyun would not give him instructions personally.
Chen Qingyun told the Qingpu refrigerator dumping case and the arrangements of the Ministry of Commerce in detail, asking him to find out the other party's situation as soon as possible: "Hurry up and do it for me."
It was the first time I heard Chen Qingyun's solemn tone, and I knew that Chen Qingyun must be particularly concerned about this matter.
"Director Chen, the office door is locked. Can you meet your girlfriend during work hours?" A gentle knock on the door, accompanied by Pang Zhongcheng's rich baritone, interrupted Chen Qingyun's call.
"Director Pang came at the wrong time." Chen Qingyun stood under the soup.
Pang Zhongcheng laughed happily: "Men, it's normal. Come on, Minister Zhou has already set off. Don't keep the ministers waiting."
Zhou Weihong teased and arranged the dinner at Liquan Hotel. Chen Qingyun rarely came to Yanjing, and the redwood box here was open to the public.
Because it was an internal dinner party, there were no table cards placed on the huge round table. Chen Qingyun saw Zhou Weihong sitting down at the main seat and walked straight to the companion seat.
"Go, come next to Minister Luo, don't take my seat." Pang Zhongcheng drove Chen Qingyun away without politeness.
There were more than 20 people attending today's gathering. Except for the department leaders, everyone else was the director and deputy director of the department for this adjustment. However, the age of the others was all around fifty. Only Chen Qingyun looked like a student, so
I want to sit down with you.
The Foreign Trade Department is the main business unit of the Ministry of Commerce. Chen Qingyun noticed that most of the eyes staring at him were envy, jealousy, and hatred. He wanted to keep a low profile, but Pang Zhongcheng did not let him do so.
When drinking, Chen Qingyun can't hide his clumsiness. Zhou Weihong has something to say. Today, he will not talk about his rank, but only the friendship between colleagues. Whenever Chen Qingyun drinks with others, no matter who is toasting, Chen Qingyun can only use a big glass worth two ounces, and others
Small cups available.
"Minister Zhou, you sold me out as soon as I arrived today." Chen Qingyun understood Zhou Weihong's meaning and simply exposed their relationship.
Zhou Weihong laughed: "Ten years ago, when you were still a student at school, I was only one step away from the deputy director. Unexpectedly, today you and I are only one step away."
Everyone present looked at each other, especially Luo Chenyu, who looked very embarrassed. Zhou Weihong's meaning was very clear: Chen Qingyun is the one I protect. If he bullies his youth, Zhou Weihong will be waiting for him.
The next drinking session was the most lively one in the Ministry of Commerce. Zhou Weihong had something to say first and toasted Chen Qingyun, which was not bullying him. After Zhou Weihong's three glasses of wine, Chen Qingyun became everyone's main target.
Before Chen Qingyun could stand up to toast, Gong Zheng was the first to come to Chen Qingyun. He was a veteran director transferred from the Ministry of Foreign Economic Affairs, and the minister in charge was not in his eyes. After hearing Zhou Weihong's words, he felt quite aggrieved.
Gong Zheng immediately launched an attack.
With Gong Zheng taking the lead, the others immediately followed. No one believed that Chen Qingyun was strong enough to dare to face the more than 20 people in the box.
After everyone toasted, Chen Qingyun had already drank no less than two kilograms of fine wine, and the blush on his face had reached his neck.
Zhou Weihong has created conditions for Chen Qingyun, and the next step is to watch Chen Qingyun's performance. Seeing this guy pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, Zhou Weihong smiled mysteriously.
Luo Chenyu was the weirdest, he was already preparing to give Chen Qingyun another blow, but when he saw something strange in Zhou Weihong's smile, he immediately stopped the action.
Chen Qingyun stood up, his body a little unsteady. But the wine glass in his hand did not spill at all, and he walked around lightly.
Everyone thought that Chen Qingyun was about to die. When Gong Zheng picked up the wine glass again, the door of the redwood box opened lightly.
"I'm sorry to bother you all. I, Ying Neng, am the person in charge of the hotel. The chairman of the board of directors of Liquan Group has made a dish for all the leaders, called All the Best. I asked Ying Neng to give it to all the leaders. I wish you all a happy meal."
Should it be possible? The old people in the Ministry of Commerce were all shocked: Who has such a great reputation that the chairman of the board of directors of Liquan Group can personally serve the dishes? Should he be able to serve the dishes himself?
Liquan Group has now firmly ranked as the leader of China's private enterprises. Its chairman of the board of directors is extremely mysterious. No one has any information about him, except for those registered with the industrial and commercial registration, which is pitiful.
They are also no strangers to Ying Neng. Even if Ying Neng goes to a place, he must be received personally by the secretary of the provincial party committee or the governor. Now Ying Neng has very little time in China. It is said that the production capacity of Liquan Group abroad is no longer
Smaller than domestically.
The Ministry of Commerce is well aware of the export dynamics. Liquan Group’s export volume of bird black tea is large, far exceeding that of any vegetable leaf merchant; Liquan wine sales abroad are much larger than domestic sales. Only these two items are beyond the reach of other companies.
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Zhou Weihong was also stunned, and just as he was about to stand up, someone who was not afraid of death took advantage of the drunkenness to complain for everyone.
"What's so great about a private enterprise owner cooking a few dishes? He still has to entrust others with toasting a glass of wine. It's too arrogant."
Ying Neng smiled slightly and said: "My boss is really in a hurry. He came here specially to cook. He threw down the spoon and left. Ying Neng doesn't know where the boss went."
"Everything goes well, the name is nice, but it doesn't look like much to eat. Isn't it just a bowl of chowder? Take it away, no one will eat it."
The person who spoke was also the deputy director who had just joined the Ministry of Commerce. If Chen Qingyun did not come, he would be the youngest among the middle-level cadres. With Zhou Weihong protecting him, he would not dare to do anything to Chen Qingyun, and he would not express his resentment.
It should just hit the muzzle of the gun.
Ying Neng didn't answer, because Zhou Weihong had already come to him: "Mr. Ying, how dare Weihong do what Xiaoyu did. If Xiaoyu has something to do, why don't you go see the prince of Saudi Arabia?"
"The Prince of Saudi Arabia is next door. I heard that Chairman Tang cooks the dishes himself, so I came here specially. I should be able to toast everyone and then go to the Prince's side immediately."
The deputy director who spoke just now turned pale and was mostly sober from alcohol.
First came to the Sequoia box, and then to the prince's side. Everyone's eyes on Zhou Weihong became wonderful, and they showed admiration beyond power. Because everyone knew: this Ying Neng should be the vice chairman of the National Committee of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference.
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Things are interesting. Is it possible that Zhou Weihong should be able to ask for help? Except for Chen Qingyun, everyone else's thoughts are surprisingly consistent.
"Mr. Ying, go ahead and do your work. Please tell Xiaoyu that we are grateful to him." Zhou Weihong was well aware of the accident, but was inconvenient to say it clearly.
"Okay, I'm going to the Prince of Saudi Arabia's box."
As soon as Ying Neng finished speaking, a broken Chinese dialect sounded outside the door.