In 1991, the streets outside the Ministry of Industry in Beijing were spacious and quiet. The leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides were swaying gently, and the sun shone on the ground through the gaps, forming mottled light and shadow.
At this time, the air was filled with a faint chemical smell, and the people in suits and uniforms did not communicate too much, leaving behind a series of steady footsteps.
Chen Zhen and Hou Hongwen didn't take any bus or anything. The meeting was scheduled for ten o'clock. They took a taxi and arrived at the door of the Ministry of Industry. Taxis at this time are relatively convenient. .
The building of the Ministry of Industry is nearly seven or eight stories high. The big words "Ministry of Industry" in black letters on a white background at the door are a bit dazzling. Chen Zhen and Hou Hongwen looked at each other without saying anything, and just walked in together. .
"Is this...director-in-waiting?"
At this time, a man in a suit walked past the two of them with a pile of files in his hands. The man stopped and looked at Hou Hongwen's back. He paused for a long time, and then he shouted out of curiosity.
Hou Hongwen immediately turned around and looked over, and hurriedly greeted him: "Oh, old classmate, long time no see. Have you recently been promoted to the Ministry of Industry?"
This person is none other than Hou Hongwen, an old man from his school days. He is half Dongshan. He himself is from the south, but his wife is from Dongshan. After finishing school, she was assigned a job in Dongshan Province. , I didn’t expect that now I would encounter the Ministry of Industry.
The other party also smiled and exchanged a few words. Old friends always talk a lot when meeting each other. Of course, the other party did not continue chatting. He looked at Chen Zhen beside him and said, "You guys should be busy first. I'm also busy with a big company here." Reorganization and transformation, what are you doing?"
"Well, isn't Pingjiang Match Factory on the recent bankruptcy list? I came here just to fight for it. After all, this is the hard work of hundreds of people in the whole factory. I also..."
"It seems that Pingjiang Match Factory is indeed on this list. I had some impressions when we first discussed Pingjiang Match Factory. Many leaders above discussed this matter, and I heard that some leaders wanted to preserve it..."
…
ah?
Are there any leaders to protect?
How come I have never heard of such rumors? If I were in the Ministry of Industry, I would hear these gossips more or less, but in the mountains and valleys of Pingjiang, I would almost be isolated from the rest of the world.
After the other party finished speaking, he pointed the way to the sixth floor to Hou Hongwen and Chen Zhen, and they separated with a smile.
After Hou Hongwen watched the other party leave, he turned around. The smile on his face just now lingered, but he and Chen Zhen continued to walk upstairs: "Leader? What kind of leader can say good things? Is it possible that in our factory? Is there still some hope?”
"Waiting for the factory, let's go and understand the situation first. No more guessing is of any use!"
"OK!"
The two of them walked quickly upstairs. The office of the bankruptcy and reorganization working group was in the conference room, and diagonally across from the conference room was the director's office. Hou Hongwen had also come to the Ministry of Industry to report on work before, so it was natural to understand. He gestured towards Chen Zhen and knocked on the door.
"Ding-deng-deng!"
"Enter!"
After getting the affirmative voice from inside, the two of them entered. The entire office was not very big. It was divided into two offices, one outside and one inside. There was a young man sitting next to the table in the outside office, wearing a smart suit. Wearing work clothes, he put down the pen in his hand and said, "Who are you looking for?"
This person was Director Lan’s secretary. Hou Hongwen immediately greeted him with a bag and a smile: “I am Hou Hongwen, the director of Dongshan Pingjiang Match Factory. Director Lan made an appointment with me to come over and report on the work of the factory. Look!"
As the director's secretary, he was also relatively cautious. He lowered his head and flipped through today's work log. Then he nodded and walked to the inner door, knocked lightly three times, paused for three seconds and then gently pushed the door open.
"Director Lan, Director Hou Hongwen has arrived for your appointment!"
"Really, let him in!"
Director Lan was sitting in front of his desk wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His head was already covered with white hair. After speaking, he slowly took off his glasses, picked up the teacup and took a sip before standing up.
Hou Hongwen and Chen Zhen walked in immediately. Hou Hongwen hurriedly stepped forward to shake hands with each other and exchange greetings: "Director Lan, we haven't seen each other in the past two or three years, but you are still in such good spirits!"
"Haha, in Dongshan, your Xiaohou's mouth is just like Mo Mi's. I am already sixty-five this year, and I have already reached the age of retirement. It's time to take care of myself!"
"Hahaha, you can't retreat. No one can take your hand if you retreat!"
…
Director Lan smiled and exchanged a few pleasantries with the other party, and then looked at Chen Zhen next to him. Hou Hongwen naturally understood and quickly moved away and said: "Director Lan, this is the chief of the archives department of our factory who also serves as logistics. Section Chief, come with me this time to report to you!"
Director Lan smiled and nodded, motioning for the two of them to sit down. He sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and said, "Xiao Hou, I was the one who arranged for you to go to the match factory. It was because of the matches at that time. The factory is booming, but no one expected it to be like this, and our superiors have already decided that the match factory will eventually go bankrupt!"
"As for you coming to report to me this time, I personally arranged it. The factory can't be closed down and you can still stay there. Don't worry, you are my old subordinate, and I won't ignore you. !”
"I have said hello to the leaders of Dongshan. You are almost at your age now. The Provincial State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission still lacks a member. You can go over there and use your remaining energy..."
…
As Director Lan spoke, he waved to his secretary. The secretary immediately understood and took out a document from the Ministry of Industry from the drawer under his desk.
Before Hou Hongwen had time to speak, the document was directly handed to Hou Hongwen's hands.
The red-headed document issued by the Ministry of Industry issued a notice on the bankruptcy of Pingjiang Match Factory. The specific contents basically elaborated on the necessity of bankruptcy. At the bottom, the personnel transfer issue, the deputy director continued his salary until retirement, Hou Hongwen was transferred to another place, and others He uses it!
really!
The notice has been issued, and it has become an official document of the ministry. However, Hou Hongwen looked at it carefully. The document has not been stamped, and the date has not even been marked.
"this……"
Director Lan noticed Hou Hongwen's doubts. He took the document in his hand and smiled and said, "It has been decided to issue it in about a week. There are still some other voices in the ministry..."
