There is also a lottery in the middle. If you are lucky, you may not have to buy food for the three months of the New Year. The factory will cover it all.
Chen Zhen and Zhang Baixue also steamed the lean meat they made a few days ago, and had a simple dinner of steamed buns and rice soup. Then they were fully armed, wrapped in cotton clothes and scarves, and headed towards the party. The neighbors on the road also Everyone came out, some were chatting, and some were even asking for red envelopes.
The scale of this party was much larger than before, and the stage was much longer. As for the rented speakers and lights, they were even more advanced. I heard they were equipment from the film studio Wang Guotao.
It was customary before the party started. Hou Hongwen gave a summary of the entire factory this year and some leaders' outlook for the new year. Hou Hongwen sat in the middle, looking much more serious than the several deputy directors next to him who were relaxed and smiling. , but everyone was immersed in the New Year and didn’t notice it.
"Hou Hongwen's expression looks a little wrong!"
Chen Zhen frowned and said with a breath of heat. Zhang Baixue looked over subconsciously and didn't take it to heart: "No, isn't he usually like that? Come on, come and sit down quickly. If you are late, there will be no place. Got it!"
Due to the venue, there is no room for everyone, and there are only about a hundred seats.
"In terms of logistics, we have made overall plans based on the economic situation of the factory, and strive to provide everyone with food, clothing, and good food!"
"The environment of the workshop needs to be greatly improved to provide everyone with a good working space..."
"...Ten percent of the proceeds will be used to provide benefits to everyone..."
…
Several deputy factory directors summarized some of the work they were in charge of last year and promised to improve their work in the next year.
Everyone had smiles on their faces, and then the wired microphone was handed to Hou Hongwen. Hou Hongwen didn't react at the first moment, and looked at the front with a somewhat hollow look in his eyes.
Song Tianying smiled awkwardly and patted Hou Hongwen under the table. Only then did Hou Hongwen react and his expression immediately put on a smile.
What I said before is still the content of some manuscripts, nothing more than summary and hope. After Hou Hongwen put down the manuscript, he still did not stop talking: "The above are some speeches we gave before the New Year. In addition, I hope everyone can come to the factory Learn more about work skills, or find some side jobs after work, which can improve the living standards of each family. Don't think that the greenhouse in the factory will just follow the trend, it won't!",
ah?
Improve technology? Looking for a side hustle?
At this time, there was something in Hongwen’s words, and these words were not in the manuscript!
Although everyone could have a side job before, this practice was not included in the rules and regulations. What happened today?
Song Tianying was stunned for a moment, and looked at Hou Hongwen with some confusion. Hou Hongwen suddenly realized that he had talked too much, and then adjusted his mood, paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Okay, I wish you in advance." Happy New Year everyone, let’s enjoy our match factory’s annual party!”
Immediately, the people below clapped their hands and cheered, and everyone shouted. It is still very popular in this winter.
Hou Hongwen walked down, while Song Tianying hurriedly chased after him. He wanted to say something but was stopped by Hou Hongwen: "It's okay. You go ahead and watch the party with everyone. I'm going to use the toilet!" "
Song Tianying couldn't defeat the opponent and could only watch Hou Hongwen's back disappear from sight.
The lights at the party were very gorgeous, and the people below cheered. The first program came out, which made everyone present excited. Hou Hongwen stepped on the snow and made a creaking sound, and returned directly to the office.
"Why!"
Hou Hongwen sighed and lit a cigarette. The noisy sound of the party outside seemed a bit noisy during the Chinese New Year. He slowly puffed out the cigarette.
Opening the cabinet, two documents were placed in the drawer. Hou Hongwen took them all out. They were all red-headed documents. Hou Hongwen frowned and stared at the documents.
"About the personnel transfer decision of Qingshan Pingjiang Match Factory"
Hou Hongwen has been working at Pingjiang Match Factory for several years. Although he has not made any great achievements in the past few years, at least he has not made any mistakes. This is the year that he will most likely change his position. If he gets the job, he will be able to work for a few more years. , if you can’t get up...
Hou Hongwen continued to serve as Party Secretary and Factory Director of Pingjiang County Match Factory.
This sentence directly extinguished Hou Hongwen's thoughts. He was already fifty-eight, and if he continued to be the director of the factory, he had already decided to continue working in this position until retirement.
Soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good soldiers, and Hou Hongwen naturally understands this.
But Hou Hongwen also looked down upon it. At his age, it would be great to be an official. There was nothing to regret. It would be good to live a more relaxed life.
The second document had been issued a week ago. Hou Hongwen had read it countless times, and every time he read it...
"Ding-deng-deng!"
A knock on the door interrupted Hou Hongwen's thoughts.
Hou Hongwen subconsciously pressed the two collections on top of the documents and motioned to come in.
The visitor was none other than Chen Zhen. After Chen Zhen came in, he rubbed his hands and said with a smile, "Director Hou, have a good New Year."
Hou Hongwen replied symbolically: "Haha, happy New Year. Why are you coming to me if you're not watching the show down below? Why, this year's party is not good?"
"How can I do that? This year's welfare is the best in years. There are also things like prawns on the beach. Many people are applauding. As for the party, it is even more grand. It is so lively down there!"
Chen Zhen smiled as he described the New Year celebrations, and subconsciously looked at Hou Hongwen's expression.
Hou Hongwen is worthy of being an old man. He didn't show any emotion at all, but had a kind face, without any problems!
"Then why are you here?"
Chen Zhen didn't beat around the bush anymore: "Director Hou, I'm not here to see you not watching the show alone. I came here to talk to you or something. What's wrong? Did something happen?"
Chen Zhen's words became serious. Hou Hongwen was slightly surprised, but he was very calm. He silently took the last puff of his cigarette and said, "Haha, it's not a big deal. You can see for yourself!"
Immediately, Hou Hongwen took the collection away and two documents were displayed in front of Chen Zhen.
"Director hou, we are not happy that you can continue to be our factory director. As for officials, sometimes..."
Before Chen Zhen finished speaking, Hou Hongwen interrupted directly: "Look at the next one!"
The voice was heavy and deep, very magnetic, and Chen Zhen had a bad feeling for a moment!
The title of the document immediately made Chen Zhen unable to sit still!
"Notice on the planned bankruptcy and closure of the match factory in Pingjiang County, Qingshan City, Dongshan Province due to poor management"
