And some officers still find it funny. The commander-in-chief is not here. If you, Director Zhou, want to flatter you, it will only be effective when the commander-in-chief is present. You are still a little younger, and your flattery skills are still much more immature than the rest of us. Sure enough, no one is perfect.
But there are also officers who are quick to respond and feel that something is wrong. This week, Director Zhou is the best among men. He will never hit the target without any reason. There is no one who flatters you for no reason. Let me see... Oh my god! Who is that?
At this time, the officer's stunned eyes affected everyone, and everyone turned to follow his gaze. At some point, they saw a group of people in casual clothes standing at the door of the conference room. A middle-aged man of less than ten years old, with hawk-like eyebrows and falcon eyes, and a neat mustache on his face. Who is that, if not a handsome man?
At this time, all the officers could not sit still. Under the leadership of Zhao Changshu, they stood at attention on the ground facing the door. The tables, chairs and benches rattled, and Zhao Changshu shouted: "Everyone is here, salute!"
All the officers, including Zhou Wen and Tian Boguang, saluted the middle-aged man at the door who had bright eyes, exuded invisible power and a smile on his face.
The middle-aged man waved his hands casually and said in a thick Shanxi accent: "I am very satisfied and pleased with your performance today. It shows that you have not abandoned your responsibilities during my absence." , our army still maintains normal training and order, and our military morale is still usable.
I'm going to take a walk around today. There's nothing important. Everyone else should leave first. Orders will be issued later. Changshu takes me to your office to sit down. "
After speaking, the middle-aged man nodded slightly, then turned and walked towards Zhao Changshu's office building, followed closely by a group of followers.
Zhao Changshu smiled apologetically at Zhou Wen and trotted after him.
After this group of people left, the conference room suddenly became lively. The officers all had excited expressions on their faces, and they were all whispering to each other and discussing enthusiastically. It's good now, the commander-in-chief is back. The hard days of our Jin army, where grandma didn't care and uncle didn't love us, are finally over.
At this time, no one could care about Zhou Wen. The officers were all in a hurry to return to the army and tell their subordinates the good news of the commander's return. This was good news that boosted morale and military morale. It was once again Shanxi Good news for a return to marshal rule.
Some well-educated officers politely said hello or nodded to Zhou Wen before leaving, but no one with a rough personality looked at Zhou Wen again. They all walked away, wishing they could fly back with a hot wheel under their feet. Troops go.
Looking at the empty conference room in the blink of an eye, Zhou Wen smiled bitterly, shook his head and sat down. Just as he was thinking about something, Tian Boguang asked from the side: "Scholar, is that middle-aged man Marshal Yan?"
Zhou Wen nodded silently. Yes, this person is Marshal Yan, who has ruled Shanxi for many years. He has been in Shanxi for decades and no one dares to challenge him. He is known as the "King of Shanxi".
In fact, when Zhou Wen was speaking before, he noticed a group of people coming in front of the door. At first, he was a little confused. This was the barracks of the heavily guarded Taiyuan Garrison Headquarters. How could a group of people in civilian clothes walk straight in and arrive at the officer? He was shocked when he casually scanned the conference room where they gathered with his superhuman vision.
The familiar face that he had seen in the photo was clearly visible, but Zhou Wen remained calm. It is difficult to understand the psychology of a big man. Since he came quietly, Zhou Wen also pretended not to know and continued to lecture, not to mention the last part about the army. Many aspects of ideological work need this commander-in-chief to listen to. After all, without his support and consent, what we are talking about today can only be words on paper and meaningless.
Of course, when Zhou Wen was talking about it, he couldn't help but praise and praise the Shanxi native emperor. Although it was a bit deliberate and artificial, Zhou Wen couldn't help it. Since the mercenary group had now settled in Shanxi, it was Gen, if we want to use Shanxi as our base camp in the future, we will inevitably have to deal with this big shot.
It is necessary to try to leave a good impression when everyone meets each other for the first time and gain some goodwill from each other. Of course, this does not mean that Zhou Wen wants to take refuge with this person. Just kidding, Zhou Wen can avoid any principal who is more powerful than this one. Edge team?
But people have to bow their heads under the eaves, first show their humble attitude, and then slowly figure it out. In short, they must respect you in attitude and heart, and everyone should discuss their actions. Anyway, I am now in the province. You have dual identities as a senior party official and a son of Shanxi. Don’t look at the face of a monk or the face of a Buddha. You are a big shot. Don’t care too much about us juniors. We will not cause trouble for you. No, I will bring my subordinates to teach your subordinates. Woolen cloth.
Zhou Wen remembered the records of later generations. After the war in the Central Plains, this important man had to announce his resignation and go abroad for inspection. In fact, he did not go abroad and lived in seclusion in Dalian, Northeast China.
After the September 18th Incident, the whole country's call for a unified foreign policy, resistance to Japan and national salvation became increasingly louder. In order to ensure domestic stability, the Nanjing government had to put aside its past grudges, make peace with the former opposition forces, and unite to resist aggression. So this big shot made a comeback and once again returned to Shanxi to preside over the overall work of Shanxi Province.
But Zhou Wen didn't expect that he would come back so quickly and so eagerly.
Zhou Wen had previously planned to replace the chairman of the board of directors and key management personnel of the pharmaceutical factory and the steel factory with the Liu family in the near future. In this case, even if the big shot and his cronies wanted to get involved, they would have to consider the attitudes of the three people. And Zhou Wen will be decoupled from these industries in name at least. When the time comes, there will be more room for change, and it will not be convenient to start a haha.
As for whether the Liu family would cross the river and burn the bridge, and just come to occupy the Jiuxiao and swallow up these two industries, Zhou Wen was not worried at all. Not to mention the current relationship between Liu Ruoshui and Zhou Wen, the previous actions and actions of the Liu family have already demonstrated the grandeur and style of the aristocratic family. Zhou Wen didn't believe that these aristocratic families were so worthless, and they would break the rules regardless of their image and status for the sake of what they regarded as just a petty profit industry. Besides, the drug formula is in my own hands and the steel plant is built on my own territory, so there is nothing to worry about.
Another thing that has not yet been sorted out is the gun and ammunition branch of the Taiyuan Arsenal. Recently, the training volume of the mercenary group, the guard team and the security team has been too heavy. Bullets and artillery shells are being thrown around lifelessly, and the previous inventory has begun to It was a bit reduced significantly. In order to ensure that the mercenary group could maintain sufficient logistical supply before the bullets and artillery shells production lines they purchased were put into use in the future, taking advantage of the September 18th Incident, Northeastern Army Commissioner Huang Yisheng ran back to the Northeast. The arsenal was in a state of When there was no supervision, my uncle organized workers to start manufacturing vigorously.
