Director Sun's idea is very simple. Let Fang Zhe and Red Star Factory shake hands and make peace. Red Star Factory will stop selling to outsiders. Originally it was for one year, but now it will be changed to half a month, and everyone will give in. There is no way, Director Sun
After receiving Hu Shuo's report, I immediately reported it to my superiors, but the answer I received was a bit vague.
This is troublesome. The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. It seems that only one Fang Zhe suffers from this matter, while the two state-owned enterprises benefit from it. The directors must have a preference in their hearts. She has transferred Meng Tingzhi.
The policy is to provide some compensation and peace is the most important thing. This is the opinion of the two main leaders.
"Still can't be contacted?" Director Sun's face looked a little ugly, and Hu Shuo said from the side: "Mr. Fang is afraid, right?"
One sentence seemed to clarify the truth, and Director Sun suddenly understood. Isn't that what Fang Zhe said before contacting him?
This is hiding from him. Even when higher-level leaders come, Fang Zhe also hides from him.
This is true. There is work in the Red Star Factory over there, and there is a way out for the inventory of the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory. It is too difficult for the bureau leaders not to be moved. Now it is Deputy Director Meng’s side. Try to explain it to her so that she can understand her difficulties.
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"Well, let's go back." Director Sun left with his hands behind his back, and the two factory directors quickly followed. When Director Sun got on the car, Lao Wang caught up and asked: "Director, can you still sell that cloth?"
Director Sun looked at him expressionlessly: "It's up to you." He got into the car and drove away in a hurry.
"What do you think? How do I know what to do?" The black line on Lao Wang's end is too annoying without clear instructions.
Hu Shuo didn't say anything, but sneered in his heart, and said to himself: You are not afraid of offending your conscience when you say this. Have you reported to Director Sun, who is in charge of this matter before? You reported directly to the next level. Director Sun didn't show you any shame, so you deserve it.
Now. Now you let others make the decision? If there is a problem in the future, Director Sun will take the blame for you? It’s really a shame! You didn’t even know you had offended someone, right?
Director Sun's face in the car turned pale with anger, and he calmed down his breathing for a while. This Lao Wang is really capable, he even plots against me.
Fang Zhe drove Fang Lihua almost out of the city and headed west along the highway.
Fang Lihua felt uncomfortable anyway, and complained: "The pager has been ringing for a long time, and it's all the office numbers. It seems that the bureau leader has arrived at the company. Go back and find a place with a phone, listen, I'll call back and ask
ask."
Fang Zhe thought for a while and nodded: "It's okay to ask, but don't have too much hope."
There was a public phone on the roadside. Fang Zhe parked the car. Fang Lihua took a moment and rushed to the phone to make a call. It was a long distance ahead. This was the last glimmer of hope. Fang Lihua still had hope for the bureau leader and could not be unreasonable.
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After a call back, Wu Longbin answered the phone and explained the matter in detail. Fang Lihua's heart dropped to the bottom.
Unwilling to give in, he hung up the phone and called Hu Shuo again. Hu Shuo spoke first: "Is it Lihua?"
"Well, it's me. Mr. Fang didn't want to see anyone, so I made the phone call secretly." Fang Lihua also kept an eye on it.
Hu Shuo frowned after hearing this and said: "Lao Wang's handling of things is not fair, but we are still fraternal units. The leaders of the municipal bureau have to consider the overall situation. Director Sun said before that the Red Star Factory can be postponed for three months. Tell Mr. Fang
Understand, there’s a lot of pressure up there.”
Fang Lihua's lungs were about to explode with anger, but she still endured a few hums and said proactively for the first time: "It's okay, I'll hang up first."
This matter of hanging up the phone has never happened before. Hu Shuo was a little confused. In the past, he hung up the phone first after giving instructions. Now Fang Lihua hangs up the phone proactively. What does this mean?
Fang Zhe held a cigarette in his mouth and knew the result after one glance at Fang Lihua's expression. He waited for her to get in the car with a smile, thinking: This person is ready, I got it. Even if I kill her, I won't go back to the Sixth Cotton Textile Factory. So.
At first glance, it’s not too much of a loss.
The car continued to drive, but Fang Zhe didn't speak and Fang Lihua didn't speak either.
"Are you not angry anymore?" Fang Lihua still spoke. Fang Zhe drove the car calmly and said calmly: "Is there any use in being angry?"
"How could they do this? The Red Star Factory does not follow the contract, and the bureau leaders are still protecting it." Fang Lihua gritted her teeth.
"The rules are made by them, so they can abide by them or not abide by them. They are used to doing things this way. As long as it is something that is beneficial to them, they can take it over and talk about it."
Fang Lihua was completely speechless. She lowered her head and didn't know what to think about. Although Fang Zhe was very angry, she calmed down and found that anger was useless. Is there any point in being angry about useless things?
"Where do you think the news leaked out?" Fang Lihua asked suddenly, and Fang Zhe smiled: "Of course it's the young people in the sales team, they have no experience. When dealing with those old people, they can only say a few words.
Set, everything has been explained."
"These idiots, go back and deal with them properly." Fang Lihua clenched her fists as if she wanted to hit someone.
"Suffering a loss is not a bad thing, and this matter will just be forgotten. It should be a trick thought up by the merchants. After getting the cloth, they quietly find other manufacturers to produce it, and then make a fortune. I will let these people spend their time.
I'm happy. Of course, the key is Red Star Factory. Even though they are selling very well now, they can print as much as they want later."
Fang Lihua was suddenly shocked after hearing this: "Mr. Fang, wasn't the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory implicated? No wonder Director Hu was in a bad mood on the phone just now. Did he think of this step?"
Fang Zhe shook his head: "He must not have imagined our arrangement. What he thought was that I would not give up, otherwise I would not hide and disappear. There is still room for redemption, and I will not hide and disappear."
"Red Star Factory is proud for a while, but they will cry later. When the time comes to get it back, don't be soft-hearted." Fang Lihua said sternly.
Fang Zhe sighed: "After all, I still have less money, otherwise I wouldn't have to worry about these things if I bought the Red Star Factory."
Fang Lihua rolled her eyes after hearing this: "Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death for what you said? You have less money, can I still live?"
Fang Zhe chuckled, stepped on the accelerator, and the car moved forward rapidly. Another thought came to his mind: private enterprises must be facing difficulties if they continue like this, and they must find ways to change this situation.
What if the funds come from outside? Even Hong Kong City and senior officials are treated better than they are now.
Along the way, Fang Zhe has been unable to make up his mind whether he should go out and get a leather bag company and come back to pretend to be one.
Outside Jinshui Town, when Fang Zhe's car started to slow down, he saw someone holding a sign on the roadside: Welcome Ms. Fang Lihua.
When I looked carefully at the roadside, I saw that there was not one person standing there, but three. Two men and one woman, all dressed neatly.
Fang Zhe pulled the car over, stopped and said hello: "Hello, are you here to pick up someone from Songjiang Yuanda Company?"
When the man in the lead saw this, he immediately stepped forward and spoke: "Yes, we are from Jinxin Printing and Dyeing Factory. I am Qin Dahe, the director of the factory."