Early the next morning, before seven o'clock, my father went out in a hurry, saying that he wanted to join forces with his old workers to defend Factory Director Lu.
Liu Ziguang and his mother were sitting at the dining table having breakfast. When they talked about his father's re-employment, Liu Ziguang said dissatisfied: "You are still working hard at such an old age. It's not like the family is short of money, so you don't try to persuade him, mother."
Mom said: "Your father has never been successful in his life. In terms of technology and character, there is nothing to say. He just can't be reused. In the past, there was no one in our factory, and we didn't know how to flatter him. It didn't matter if he couldn't get along. Now in the factory
The eldest son is your father's apprentice. Come and ask him to come out in person. How can he not go? Besides, you, the son, have become successful now, and your father doesn't want to embarrass you. He can do something while he still has skills.
It’s better than sitting around at home carrying a bird in a cage.”
Liu Ziguang was silent and felt deeply guilty. He only focused on development and ignored the needs of his parents. In fact, they also had dreams and goals. Although his father had retired, he still had a deep affection for the factory. He would go to the factory if he had nothing to do.
After walking around twice, he would be extremely happy to see the Chenguang Factory revived again in his lifetime.
Thinking of this, Liu Ziguang made up his mind to help with this matter by himself, and he would do as much as he could. At the same time, he did not forget his mother, so he asked: "Mom, do you also have ideals? Tell me and listen.
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My mother said: "My dream is to have a grandson as soon as possible. Can you help me realize it?"
Liu Ziguang said: "This is difficult, otherwise we should have a godson first."
My mother said: "Mr. Li is good, he is a widow after all. I still think Fang Fei is the best child. You can't let him down while he is abroad."
Liu Ziguang quickly interrupted: "Nothing, by the way, how is your Hongqi Steel Factory doing recently?"
Before my mother retired, she was an employee of Hongqi Steel Factory. This company was as big as Chenguang Machinery Factory. It was also a large-scale state-owned enterprise that was very popular at the time. Later, it declined in the tide of reform. The competition in the steel industry was fierce, and the international iron ore price was
With the year-on-year rise in prices, small local steel companies like this have no room to survive. A large number of workers in steel plants have been laid off, and the factories have also gone bankrupt.
My mother sighed and said, "The same thing is worse than Chenguang Factory. At least they have a new factory director who is really hardworking. Our Hongqi Factory has nothing."
Liu Ziguang also sighed, wiped his mouth, stood up and said, "I've gone to work, and Uncle Ming will talk to me later."
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He went downstairs to work, and at eight o'clock, Lu Tianming came to Liu Ziguang's office on time, still dressed in a jacket and military trousers. When he entered the office, he chuckled and said: "Xiaoguang, there are so many veterans in your company.
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"Uncle Ming, you've seen this, sit down and smoke." Liu Ziguang sat down on the sofa with Lu Tianming, and asked Xiao Huang to pour two cups of tea in. He smoked a cigarette and waited quietly for Lu Tianming to speak.
"Xiaoguang, Zhuo Li is your middle school classmate, right?"
Lu Tianming suddenly mentioned Zhuo Li, which made Liu Ziguang stunned for a moment, and then he realized that although Zhuo Li was now the boss of Huaqingchi, he had not resigned from all the jobs in the factory and was on leave without pay. In other words, Zhuo Li
Still the security officer of Chenguang Machinery Factory.
"Yes, he is my classmate, and we still interact with each other frequently. Why, do you want to hire him? He is no longer as easy to hire as the security officer who earned 600 yuan a month."
Lu Tianming smiled and said: "I don't think so. Zhuo Li is also a child of our factory. I already talked to his father yesterday. The old man assured me that he would persuade him to come back to the factory and work with me, and asked me to come and talk to you.
, he said Zhuoli will listen to you."
Liu Ziguang said: "To be honest, Zhuo Li is doing well now. He has dozens of brothers and millions of assets. It is unrealistic for you to ask him to return to the factory and continue to work as a security guard."
Lu Tianming said: "That's not what I meant. I have been conducting investigations during this period. Not only investigating the reasons why the factory cannot develop, but also investigating the available human resources. Both you and Zhuo Li are the ones I want to hire."
People, please don't be impatient. Listen to what I have to say. I'm not asking you to work in a factory. You all have your own careers. This is unrealistic. I only ask you for one purpose, which is to help me calm down the situation."
Liu Ziguang smiled: "Uncle Ming, you have really found the right person. Zhuo Li is now the famous Second Brother Zhuo on the road. When he stamps his foot, the high soil slope will tremble. Okay, I will tell him later and let him know."
He returns to the factory and takes a new job. If anyone dares to cause trouble for you, let him take care of it."
Lu Tianming shook his head: "I'm not just trying to clean up a few people. The corruption problem in the factory is much more serious than I thought. Many state-owned assets were sold at low prices, ginseng was sold for carrot prices, and old equipment is still being stolen.
I stole it out and sold it as scrap metal. I was very sad when I saw this. If I want to bring Chenguang Factory back to life, the first thing to do is to cut off these evil hands. This is why I asked Zhuo Li to come back. This is called fighting fire with fire. These criminals are not afraid of me.
, not afraid of the police, but will give face to friends in the world."
Liu Ziguang smiled awkwardly, thinking to himself that my Dahongqi and Yangtze 750 were made in this way. This can be considered embezzlement of state-owned assets. He chuckled and said: "Zhuoli is not a friend in the world, he just opened it
Bathhouse, if you really want to put an end to these phenomena, you can't rely on the security department. The factory's original equipment is all rotten. The best way is to hire a security company from the public, such as ours at Red Star."
Lu Tianming said: "If you are willing to provide security services for free, of course I am willing, but the funds available in the factory's account are only three thousand yuan. Not to mention hiring security guards, it is not enough to treat people to a seafood meal."
Liu Ziguang was shocked. He did not expect that Chenguang Factory's economy had deteriorated to this point. At the same time, he sincerely admired Lu Tianming's courage.
"Uncle Ming, thank you for your hard work..." Liu Ziguang said sincerely.
Lu Tianming was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You kid, don't underestimate your Uncle Ming. I have already thought of a way. Just help me persuade Zhuo Li to come back."
Liu Ziguang said: "One Zhuoli is not enough. If you need it, I will go over and help at any time."
"A gentleman's words."
"Hurry up and whip your horse!"
Clap your two palms together.
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On the third floor of Huaqing Pool, Liu Ziguang was earnestly persuading Zhuo Li, presenting facts and reasoning, telling him that the severe crackdown would not end for the time being, and might last for a year and a half. It would be better to return to the factory and contribute some strength, but Brother Zhuo
But he put his two bow legs on the table and shook his big head like a rattle: "If you let me go back and suffer twice, there is no way."
Liu Ziguang glared: "You have to go even if you go, and you have to go even if you don't go. It's not up to you!"
Seeing Liu Ziguang getting angry, Zhuo Licai said: "You can let me go back, but I only have one condition: the position of security section chief is mine."
Liu Ziguang said: "It's not enough for you to not be the section chief."
Only then did Zhuo Li beam with joy, took out a set of blue work clothes and a red armband with the word "protection" printed on it from the cabinet, and said, "I'm ready."
Liu Ziguang laughed and scolded: "We've been making trouble for a long time, but you kid is teasing me."
Zhuo Li said: "Yesterday, my old man took a saber and forced me to go back to the factory. I thought about it. I have lived for thirty years and have never done anything to make the old man's face look good. Now we have money, no.
If you are worried about food and drink, you have to do something spiritual. I am responsible for the security section chief for the old man, so that he can be proud of his son."
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On Monday, the sun was shining brightly and the wind was gentle. Chenguang Machinery Factory held a workers' meeting that had been suspended for ten years. I remember that every workers' meeting in those days was always crowded and more like a festival. Red flags were waved inside and outside the auditorium, gongs and drums were loud, and the Organization Department promoted
The comrades of the Science and Technology Union were busy and enthusiastic, giving off an atmosphere unique to large state-owned enterprises.
However, the workers' conference ten years later was extremely deserted. The comrades in the Propaganda Department and the Trade Union had no energy to decorate the venue, so they casually wrote a notice and posted it at the gate.
What year has it been? There are still meetings at 9:30 in the morning, but it is already 9:10, and many cadres have not come to work at all.
In a breakfast shop near the factory, several slightly fat men were sitting at the table, eating fried dough sticks and soy milk, talking about last night's football game, and during the conversation they came up with the new factory director.
"The workers' meeting can't be held at all. The workers have long been disheartened. If the people in the factory are dissatisfied with him, it's strange that they can gather enough talents." A cadre bit into a fried dough stick and spoke inarticulately.
"What Lao Wang said makes sense. After Director Chen stepped down, in terms of qualifications and ability, it was Deputy Director Tan who should take over. But suddenly Director Lu, who was transferred from the military, was parachuted in. Do you think Tan can be convinced?
Fortunately, Lu hasn't done anything in the past few days, otherwise Tan Fei would have made him look bad."
"That's right, Deputy Factory Director Tan has a background. I don't think it's that easy to fight him. If the man named Lu has some sense, he should be an idle factory director and stop taking care of things randomly. If he doesn't, hehe, he has
Beautiful."
A group of people sneered. One of them looked at the clock on the wall, frowned slightly and said, "Oh, it's already half past nine. I'm late. Will Director Lu take the opportunity to punish me?"
The others burst out laughing, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world.
"Lend him some courage." The comrade eating the fried dough sticks took a bite of the fried dough sticks with disdain.
After breakfast, a group of people put on their clothes and rode electric scooters to go to work in the factory. When they arrived at the gate, they suddenly discovered that something was wrong. The original guard was replaced at some point, and now there were four wearing work clothes and armbands.
Young workers with red armbands stood at the door. The factory door was closed, leaving only a small door for people to enter and exit.
Several cadres got off the electric cars and pushed them in, but they were stopped by the young workers and said: "Those who are late, please write down your names here."
The cadres immediately exploded: "Who sent you? Why don't you let us in?"
Although they yelled fiercely, the cadres all knew that this must be the work of the new factory director Lu Tianming. He wanted to give a group of people in the factory a showdown. Hmm, what kind of trouble do we have? If you have the ability to do something with those hands and eyes,
The big leaders go.
There was a lot of commotion at the gate, and suddenly I heard a rapid whistle. A black Passat drove up to the gate and honked the horn impatiently. When I saw the license plate, the cadres suddenly burst into laughter. Deputy Director Tan was here.