Um?
One o'clock at noon?
After the other party finished speaking, he turned around and returned to the office building. Chen Zhen didn't know what he meant, but he seemed to understand something.
After Chen Zhen returned home, Zhang Baixue had already prepared a meal. Two dishes and one soup were quite sumptuous. After all, Chen Zhen had returned with a huge sum of money the day before, and Zhang Baixue also bought a pound of ribs from Genri Meat Shop in the market. , which can be regarded as an improvement in food.
The braised pork ribs soup is full of flavor, and Zhang Baixue's cooking skills are overqualified for opening a restaurant.
After chatting with Zhang Baixue for a few words and checking the time, Chen Zhen went directly to Hou Hongwen's office.
There were very few people walking in the factory at noon. The hot weather made many people take a nap after eating. When passing by the workshop, in addition to the noisy sound of machines running, there were also a few faint yawns. The small talk had already stopped at this time.
Hou Hongwen's office was in the middle of the right side of the second floor. The entire corridor was empty. Chen Zhen walked lightly to the door of the office, paused for a moment and knocked on the door.
"Come in."
A magnetic voice came, and Chen Zhen pushed the door open and entered.
Hou Hongwen's office is not big. As soon as he enters the door, there is a washstand with the same style as the one in the factory. There is a piece of anti-mite soap, and two blue and white towels are hung neatly on it. A bookcase full of books is a little conspicuous. Directly opposite is a There is a leather couch, but the leather is also somewhat worn.
Hou Hongwen was sitting on a chair, wearing reading glasses and holding a 1989 anthology of People's Literature in his hand. He gestured without raising his head: "Sit down first."
"good!"
Chen Zhen walked to the sofa nearby and sat down.
Hou Hongwen did not continue to speak for a while. Instead, he chewed the page of the book, turned it over and continued reading.
This was a bit confusing to Chen Zhen. He asked me to come over and continue reading?
But Chen Zhen didn't act impatient. Although Hou Hongwen was frustrated and silent at Wang Zhihua's side just now, Chen Zhen firmly believed that such a person would be outstanding if he could become a factory director and should not be underestimated.
"Books on people's literature are still worth reading. Whether they are classic stories or the meaning behind classic literature, they can guide everyone's direction."
After three or five minutes, Hou Hongwen slowly folded the pages of the book, took off his reading glasses and said.
"Of course, Secretary Hou holds a high position and has a highly different understanding of literary works. He also has a unique perspective on many decisions."
Although Chen Zhen also felt that Hou Hongwen's words were a bit incomprehensible, Chen Zhen was still able to say two riddles.
Hou Hongwen was a little surprised after hearing this, and then said: "It seems that you understand me quite well?"
Chen Zhen waved his hands repeatedly and said, "No way, this is all my personal one-sided understanding. Just think of it as my random talk."
"Then do you know why I called you?"
"have no idea."
Hou Hongwen stood up looking at Chen Zhen's expression and said, "I'm a little dazzled, but I still know whether you lied to me or not."
really!
Chen Zhen's guess was correct, Hou Hongwen was not that lowly person.
As for the factory director calling him here for no reason, and he would not come here to praise simply because of a simple sales success, then Chen Zhen's face would be too big.
The only possibility is with Wang Zhihua.
Hou Hongwen put his hands behind his back, looked out the window, and said coldly: "Then what do you think I should do now?"
Chen Zhen thought for a moment, and did not answer directly. Instead, he went around and said: "In ancient times, there were three fires when a new official took office. Now that he is not a new official, there is naturally no way to start it. Instead of doing this, it is better to secretly attack Chen Cang and attack directly. Huanglong?!"
Hou Hongwen turned around instantly, his sharp eyes revealing his fierceness. He didn't expect that Chen Zhen in front of him was also such a person!
My inner thoughts actually coincide with that of this boy in his early twenties?
coincide?
Or was it seen through?
"I read you right. Next year the city's party school will conduct training for factory leaders for half a year to a year, and the candidates are Factory Director Wang and me."
"It's a good opportunity to transfer the tiger away from the mountain. If Wang Zhihua goes for training, this window period will be a good opportunity to take control of the factory..."
Before Hou Hongwen finished speaking, Chen Zhen immediately interrupted rudely: "You have no bottom in deceiving others, why are you thinking about diverting the tiger from the mountain and going straight to Huanglong!"
Chen Zhen's words were very firm, and the breath on his brows made Hou Hongwen seem to see another side of himself, this young man!
Hou Hongwen was silent for a moment, staring straight at Chen Zhen, and then whispered: "Your father's matter..."
Chen Zhen's face was a little surprised for a moment, and he didn't hold back.
Hou Hongwen has been paying attention to this matter?
This was something I didn't expect.
"Well...I'll figure it out myself."
Although Chen Zhen's heart was turbulent, his expression remained as calm as water.
"He was unjustly killed. Let's go ahead and do it."
Hou Hongwen's words made Chen Zhen's eyes turn red. He finally heard something that was true, and it was said by someone in the factory.
Years of grievances seemed about to burst out at this moment.
"good!"
Chen Zhen responded with a slightly trembling voice, then turned and walked out of the office.
When the truth comes out and the villain is punished, that's when Chen Zhen goes up the mountain to pay homage to the old man with wine.
At night, the cicadas on the willow trees still screamed non-stop, and the slightly cold breeze made people fade away from the fatigue of the whole day. Passing by the door of the factory's small shop, you can get a bottle of cold beer for one yuan, and grab a handful of the cicadas on the willow tree. There were peanuts on display, and people were sitting at the door in twos and threes, enjoying the comfort of late summer and early autumn.
Chen Zhen worked in the third workshop all afternoon. He couldn't spend all day in the boiler room, so others would have to complain.
Chen Zhen passed by the small shop and grabbed four bottles of beer, weighed a large bag of peanuts and walked towards the boiler room.
As night fell, Tan Guangming finally took a break from his busy work, and he was the only one in the boiler room.
"Uncle Tan, come over and drink two bottles to relieve your fatigue after a tiring day!"
As he spoke, Chen Zhen pulled the vest next to him, placed the bag with peanuts on it, and bit down on the beer cap.
"Smoke, smoke!"
Chen Zhen gave Tan Guangming a thorough process in every aspect.
With Chen Zhen's enthusiasm in the morning, Tan Guangming also let down his guard and drank the cold beer down his stomach with a smile.
Chen Zhen squatted beside him with a smile, rubbed the skin of peanuts in his hands, threw it into his mouth, and said with a bang: "Uncle Tan, I just saw you sitting on this recliner, what were you thinking about?"
Tan Guangming swallowed the beer and said with a grin: "Didn't our boiler explode a few years ago? Although it has been modified, many hidden dangers still exist!"
As he spoke, Tan Guangming stood up and walked towards the boiler...
