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Chapter 391

Zhang Ling received the hint in his eyes and was about to step forward, but was discovered by Zhou Chun: "Director Zhang, this is an opportunity to listen to the voices of the people."

With no other choice, Zhang Ling had no choice but to retreat behind Secretary Qi.

The group of people walked in the direction of the noise.

Because Zhou Chun was there, everyone did not dare to speak loudly and prayed silently in their hearts, praying that it was just an ordinary crowd making trouble.

"I don't care. What I want today are clothes from the Suhang Garment Factory. If you give me other clothes now, aren't you cheating?" A woman's sharp voice echoed in everyone's ears.

Zhou Chun heard the words "Suzhou and Hangzhou clothing" clearly.

Ma Jiayou, who had been silent all this time, raised his head when he heard these words.

He suddenly remembered that Su Hang had firmly told himself that he would solve everything.

Could it be...

Is this his solution?

Thinking of this possibility, Ma Jiayou's eyes flashed.

"Comrade, now that the Suhang Garment Factory has stopped production, we have no way to get the goods. Can you please be considerate of us?"

A somewhat helpless voice sounded.

"The clothing factory has stopped production?" Zhou Chun became interested.

His eyes fell on the two quarreling women: "Let's go over and take a look."

Everyone walked towards the clothing store in front.

Seeing so many people coming in, the two women stopped arguing.

Ma Jiayou's eyes fell on one of the women.

The woman glanced at Ma Jiayou and made a gesture.

Ma Jiayou suddenly understood.

As expected, it was arranged by Suhang.

This brat, using such a method to attract the leader's attention, has such a brain that most people can't think of.

"What are you arguing about? The provincial leaders are here for inspection today. If you have any problems, you can tell them directly and they will solve them for us ordinary people."

The fashionable woman wearing a hat immediately walked up to Zhou Chun. Even when facing provincial leaders, she was still not timid.

"Boss, my name is Wu Yang. I came here today to buy clothes from Suhang Garment Factory, but the store owner brought me other clothes. I don't like them, so I asked for a return."

Hearing the words Suhang Garment Factory again, Zhou Chun became interested.

He asked bluntly: "How is this garment factory?"

Just as Zhang Ling was about to speak, Ma Jiayou stepped forward: "The clothes have been sold to big cities such as Jiangning. The styles are fashionable and are loved by the people. Both the price and the fabric are acceptable to the people. It is a factory that has truly solved many jobs for the people."

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When Zhang Ling heard this, he felt that things were not good for him.

He hurriedly walked up to Zhou Chun, squeezed Ma Jiayou out of the way without leaving a trace, and said anxiously: "Leader, this garment factory is a private factory, which has disrupted the economy of our Jing City. It was closed down two days ago due to fire protection issues.

Moreover, the boss Su Hang is very unconvinced and has been looking for someone to make trouble. Maybe this comrade was sent by him."

Zhang Ling's words angered the woman.

The woman rushed forward: "Comrade, please don't talk nonsense. I am an ordinary citizen. I don't know the Suhang you are talking about. I only know that the clothes produced by Suhang clothing factories are fashionable and cheap."

Zhang Ling was about to refute, but Zhou Chun waved his hand.

"I want to listen to the voices of the people."

Wu Yang immediately stepped forward: "Leader, I want to report the situation."

Zhou Chun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Say, as long as it's within a reasonable range, I can solve it for you."

The woman was excited: "I am a native of Jingshi. My father and three brothers are farmers. My family used to be in a very difficult situation. We relied on doing odd jobs to make money to support our family. But some time ago, they all worked in Suhang garment factories, and I

I also really like the clothes produced by Suhang Garment Factory.”

"But..." the woman's voice was a little choked. "Now the Suhang Garment Factory has stopped working. I have inquired about it. Some people are jealous of the booming business of the garment factory, and they have cooperated with the first and second factories to allow the workers of the first and second factories to get the benefits.

Economic improvement is obviously caused by people deliberately making things difficult for them, and there is no problem with their fire protection."

When Zhang Ling heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

He walked up to Wu Yang and warned in a low voice: "You are facing the leaders of the province. If you dare to talk nonsense and exaggerate, you will not get good results."

Zhang Ling's warning made Wu Yang tremble with fear.

"I won't complain. I'm afraid. I'm just an ordinary citizen. I just want to reflect on the problems our people are facing now. Don't leaders always think about the people? Why am I being threatened when I report problems? I'm leaving."

Wu Yang made a move to leave.

Ma Jiayou quickly stopped her: "The provincial leaders work for our people. Don't worry, with the leaders here, no one can threaten you."

He glanced at Zhang Ling meaningfully.

Zhou Chun glared at Zhang Ling fiercely: "Comrade, who dares to threaten you while I'm here?"

Zhang Ling suddenly felt as if he had failed to steal the chicken but lost the rice.

He was depressed to death.


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