What does this mean?
Du Donghai has been working in magazines for so many years and knows this very well.
Jishantang is regarded as a negative example. This editorial in "Jichun Evening News" is equivalent to a clarion call for attack. Next, Jichun City and even the entire Jiangliao Province will know the name Jishantang. The difference is that in the past it was famous, but in the future it will be a negative example. .
And who is the instigator of this negative example? Is it a magazine? President Wang?
No, it’s not the magazine company, let alone President Wang, it’s him.
The next scene will be... losing the car to save the handsome man? He is the "car", and no one can protect his "car".
"President? President?"
The young man called him twice tentatively.
"ah?"
Du Donghai woke up from his panic and glanced at the person who was the best at flattering him: "What's wrong?"
"Are you... okay?"
"Are you mocking me?" Even a fool could tell that he had something, something big.
Du Donghai pointed outside: "Get out, I tell you to get out."
The young man walked away with a sad face, sighing that today's flattery was so flattering. If he had known that it would hit the horse's leg, why did he bother with it?
Du Donghai went over and closed the door, walked back and forth in the room for a while, picked up the newspaper on the desk, read it twice, walked around for a while, picked up the phone and wanted to make a call, but finally sighed and put it back.
He now knows what it means to be an ant on a hot pot.
…
In less than a week, Jishantang was used as a negative teaching material. It was repeatedly talked about and discussed over and over again among enterprises that were restructuring or studying restructuring. As a result, Golden Land Magazine became the focus of public opinion. After suffering a lot of infamy and contempt, employees now dare not say that they are from Golden Land Magazine when walking on the street. As for the retired people, they simply stay at home to avoid being criticized and gossiped outside.
Of course, if something like this happens, he must be held accountable. President Wang will definitely not take the blame on himself, let alone put in a good word for Du Donghai. The vice president, the director of the logistics office, and the deputy director are all in trouble. This time There were three official positions available for him, but it was a pity that Du Lingao could no longer wait to become a full-time employee. Three days ago, he was kicked out by Jishantang and rushed back to his hometown.
"How's it going, Lao Ma? Is this article well written?"
At Ma Shou Chang's house, Qu Xiuzhen picked up the cup, blew away the tea leaves floating in front of her eyes, and took a sip of the fragrant jasmine tea, with a look of pride on her face. .
"This guy is so ruthless. Golden Land Magazine is now famous in the entire Northeast, but it's those people who brought it on themselves." Ma Shouchang took off his glasses and put them aside: "Sickness should be treated with strong medicine, like this The phenomenon needs to be rectified. Compared with the south, the pace of reform in our old industrial base is slow. Many places are difficult to advance. There are many problems to be solved. However, the people at Golden Land Magazine are still creating problems. Bingkun chose to affiliate with it at that time. It’s just an expedient measure. It’s better for them to just pick peaches as soon as they see enough profits. What about integrity? Where is the integrity? If all enterprises and institutions do this, who will come to invest in Jiangliao?”
Qu Xiuzhen said: "I was shocked by his idea at the time, using Jishantang to provide a typical case for promoting corporate reform. Thanks to him for being able to come up with such a way to cut off a strong man's wrist, ordinary people can't do it. It’s impossible to have such a big heart.”
"I'm more inclined to believe that he is determined to make Golden Land Magazine look good. Didn't Du Donghai leave the position of vice president? He was supposed to retire in a few years, but now he is in ruins." Shouchang shook his head: "Only he can do this kind of thing of killing one thousand enemies and damaging eight hundred. Of course, personal grudges are personal grudges. This incident has indeed accelerated the pace of reform in Jiangliao Province. There is nothing wrong with beheading generals and offering sacrifices to flags."
"By the way, Lao Ma, I heard from people in the courtyard that Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei had a fight."
"Really?" Ma Shouchang disagreed: "Isn't it normal for husband and wife to bicker? Look at us, haven't we been bickering for most of our lives?"
"It's because of his assignment. Didn't Zhou Bingyi's father come back? His sister Zhou Rong also said that she would consider coming to work at Jichun University, so that Zhou Bingyi could relieve himself of the burden of taking care of his mother and do some practical work. Hao Dongmei's mother was dissatisfied with her son-in-law's decision to take care of her in Jichun. Hao Dongmei had the opposite view from her mother. She believed that the reason why her father left in such a hurry was because of the heavy workload. You see the conflict between mother and daughter. , Zhou Bingyi is caught in the middle and is in a dilemma." Qu Xiuzhen sighed heavily: "Every family has sutras that are difficult to recite."
Ma Shouchang knew what she meant by this. Zhou Bingyi and Hao Dongmei still had no children. They said everything outside, but would they be happy if they had children? Last year, Ma Shouchang was hospitalized due to illness. Their son came back and stayed for two days. When he heard that his life was not in danger, he went back to Shanghai to find a wife. After all, Zhou Bingkun came back from Shenzhen to visit him after knowing about it.
At this point, the biological son has not done as well as the year-end friend.
…
one year later.
In a fairly high-end hotel near the Red Star Wood Processing Factory.
As soon as the landlady saw Xu Da Zuo entering the door, her face became grimacing, as if the god of plague had come to the door.
Lin Yue doesn't need to think about it to know why - he pays me every day for meals without giving me any money. If he asks for more money, he will pay 10% or 20%, and then he will take credit after everything is done. No boss has ever encountered such a customer. Not frowning.
Thirty years later, the situation has improved a lot. In the 1980s and 1990s, especially in the Northeast, many hotels fell on the back of IOUs.
"Hey, Zhou Bingkun!"
The two turned to face each other, and Xu Dazuo was stunned for a moment before he recognized him. After all, Zhou Bingkun had left the Red Star Wood Processing Factory for more than ten years. If he hadn't heard the conversation between Sun Ganchao and Xiao Guoqing that day, he would have almost died. Forgot about this person.
Gu Xing
That's why people can't help but think about him, I just thought about him a week ago, and I met him here a week later.
Lin Yue smiled at him: "Isn't this Deputy Director Xu of the Red Star Wood Processing Factory? What a coincidence."
"I heard that you went to the south? Why are you here?"
"I'm a little tired of staying in the south. I came back to take a look. I'm about to go to the factory after dinner to catch up and celebrate the National Day. How about it? Are they there?"
"In, at, the old place, the blanking workshop."
"Thanks."
"etc."
Lin Yue was about to leave when he was stopped by Xu Dazuo: "When old acquaintances meet, we won't say more than a few words. Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Do you need to pee?"
"Well, I feel a little urgent to urinate."
Xu Dazuo ignored his answer: "Do you know that Jishan Hall is closed?"
"Oh, I heard it from my family."
"Then do you feel it's a pity?"
"Can you go back to the past if you feel it's a pity?"
"No." Xu Dazuo said, "Speaking of the past, do you still remember what you said when you left the Red Star Wood Processing Factory?"
Lin Yue said: "What are you talking about?"
"Didn't you say that you want Director Yang and I to regret it, and also told us not to come to you to ask for help in the future if we have the ability? This 'in the future'...it's been fifteen years, right?"
Deputy Director Xu looked at him with a smile, but even a fool could hear the sarcasm in his words.
Lin Yuexin said that this guy was very smart and could still remember things fifteen years ago so clearly. But it was no wonder when he thought about it. There was a shortage of industrial coupons at that time. A deputy director gave him, an ordinary worker, ten industrial coupons. It was a great shame and humiliation, and Sun Chanchao and Xiao Guoqing heard that Jishantang was taken away by Golden Land Magazine and that he was in debt. Isn't that just like drinking a bowl of sour plum soup to quench his thirst in the dog days of summer?
Now that enemies have bumped into each other again on a narrow road, if you don't use sarcasm and make some sarcastic remarks, wouldn't that be a waste of a good opportunity for revenge?
"Indeed, fifteen years."
"I will retire in a year or two. You said... can I wait until the day you fulfill your promise?"
Lin Yue couldn't laugh or cry: "Deputy Director Xu, the Red Star Wood Processing Factory is about to close down. Don't you have any sense of crisis?"
"A sense of crisis? What a joke, what kind of sense of crisis does a person like me who is about to retire need?"
Also, for the two factories that appear most frequently in the TV series, the Hongxing Wood Processing Factory and the Songhuajiang Soy Sauce Factory, the more difficult the operation is, the more the factory directors eat and drink, euphemistically calling it business necessity, but is this really the case?
Generally speaking, you can get drunk now and be happy until retirement. As for the future path of the company, that is a matter for the successor to worry about.
"Sorry, I need to pee urgently. Please lend me some."
Lin Yue was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned aside and walked towards the backyard of the hotel.
Xu Da curled his lips: "Arrogant, be arrogant if you can. Even if I haven't moved my land for fifteen years, I will still be better off than you."
By chance, the proprietress looked over, and he glared at her fiercely and walked towards the innermost box.
Dong Dong Dong~
Knocking on the door outside, Director Yang's voice came from inside: "Come in."
He pushed the door open and saw a table full of food. The factory manager was sitting by the window. Next to him was a middle-aged man with a big belly in a black suit and red tie. He was somewhat bald.
"It's Deputy Director Xu here."
Director Yang stood up and said with a smile: "Here, let me introduce to you. This is Mr. Li Xianrong from HK, and this is Deputy Director Xu of our wood processing factory."
The two shook hands and exchanged a few pleasantries. Xu Dakai walked over to Factory Director Yang and sat down.
"By the way, Deputy Factory Director Xu doesn't know yet, but an old friend will be here later. The reason why someone like Mr. Li is willing to come to the Northeast for inspection is all due to him."
"Old friend, who is it?"
