Wu Longbin is gone, and his fate is one of the epitome of countless ordinary workers in this era. This is still the epitome of ability and ideas, while more people are at a loss and waiting for the wave of fate to be swept away, passively drifting with the tide.
No one's fate can erase the past glory of state-owned enterprises and their huge contributions to this country. The complete industrial system is achieved by state-owned enterprises. Without state-owned enterprises that the country concentrates all its efforts to build, there will be no cornerstone of this national rejuvenation.
Three days later at the airport, Wu Mingzhu stood in front of the security hall, glanced at Fang Zhe, who was standing at the end of the crowd, and said to Wu Longbin: "I want to have a few words with Fang Zhe alone."
When his mother's face clearly showed displeasure, Wu Longbin grabbed his wife's hand and said, "Let's go over there."
"Why are you doing this?" Fang Zhe looked at Wu Mingzhu, who was slowly walking in front of him, and smiled bitterly.
"I'm leaving, are you stingy with even a hug? Or, when Yun Jue left, I didn't get a hug from you."
"I didn't send it off when she left." Fang Zhe replied calmly, and Wu Mingzhu's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Really? She is her, and I am me." Before Fang Zhe could refute, Wu Mingzhu had already taken a step forward and hugged Fang Zhe.
This is a foul, this is hitting someone with the ball. Fang Zhe is shouting silently! But that's all, there is no wave on Zhe's expression.
"My father, please take care of me. I know you don't have this obligation. Just treat it as something I owe you and I will definitely pay it back in the future." Wu Mingzhu finally let go. Even at the last moment, she didn't get what she wanted.
Reply. But it wasn’t nothing. At least she knew that Fang Zhe didn’t send Yun Jue as a gift.
This was enough to make Wu Mingzhu happy for a while. As for the reason, Wu Mingzhu didn't want to know.
Wu Mingzhu, who was holding her luggage, walked forward without hesitation and never looked back. It wasn't that she didn't want to, but that she didn't dare.
At night, Teacher Bai was leaning against the door, wearing a white floral sleeveless nightgown.
"Now I am sure that you are not in love with Yun Jue and Wu Mingzhu."
"Sister Bai is so gossipy, aren't you afraid of ruining the image of the goddess?" Fang Zhe sat on the chair and turned around, turning back with a wry smile. In recent times, he has really shown a lot of wry smiles.
"Can you tell me why?" Bai Li had no intention of being moved by Fang Zhe's wry smile and insisted on her spirit of gossip.
"If it's just a physiological need, there are many ways to solve it." Fang Zhe was a little confused, but Bai Li understood what he meant. She smiled charmingly: "I...your thoughts are really surprising."
After Bai Li finished speaking, she turned around and went back to her room, looking a little flustered. At that moment, she almost blurted out: "Where's me."
Ten days have passed since the agreement was reached until this morning. Factory Director Hu would make a phone call every night: "Well, it's me. Is there still no movement over there?"
"Well, Wu Longbin hasn't shown up for a week in a row." Fang Lihua's answer was very calm. Director Hu scratched his head, looked at his fingertips, and sighed: "The city has nodded, I will go back now.
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It is no longer important whether this is a competition of patience. What is important is that Director Hu found that he actually did not have any chips in his hand. Even those fixed assets are not something that must be obtained. There are many rich people these days.
There are few, but there is only one person who is willing to spend money to buy the so-called fixed assets of the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory.
When Director Hu's car arrived downstairs in the office, Fang Lihua stood waiting downstairs. When the car parked, she opened the door: "Director."
"Get ready and formally notify the other party tomorrow." Director Hu looked tired and haggard, and Fang Lihua was shocked: "What happened? Didn't you just nod?"
"Isn't it because of the money? The bank is very dissatisfied, arguing with the city government all day long. If the debt is not repaid, the interest must be paid, right? There are also some leaders who question the contractor.
I hope the contractor is an employee of the factory, not an outsider. It took two meetings to finally resolve this matter."
Fang Lihua breathed a sigh of relief and followed Director Hu into the office. She quickly made tea and put it on the table: "I'm going to notify other leaders to come to the meeting." Director Hu raised his hand to stop her: "Remember to breathe first.
, the contract was not approved, so it was changed to leasing. Forget it, you can inform me, I will make the call myself."
Seeing that it was already ten o'clock in the evening, Director Hu, who picked up the phone, said again: "Get me something to eat."
Fang Zhe, who had already laid down, was about to go to bed. When he put down the book in his hand and went to the bathroom, the phone rang.
"Hello, I'm Fang Zhe." Not many people know this number, and Fang Zhe doesn't have that many phone scams now.
"I am Hu Shuo from the Sixth Cotton Spinning Factory. There are some minor changes regarding the contracting matter. I think it is necessary to communicate."
Fang Zhe's heart skipped a beat. Was the land he had already obtained so close to flying away? But he still asked calmly, "Really? It seems I need to find another place to organize production."
Hu Shuo knew that he would react like this and quickly said: "Mr. Fang misunderstood, please listen to me explain slowly..."
The smile on Fang Zhe's lips after hanging up the phone showed that he was in a good mood. Contracting had to be renamed as leasing. It was really an ironic thing. But as long as it did not prevent Fang Zhe from making money, other conditions remained unchanged.
Director Hu was not having a pleasant time during this period, and his voice was a little hoarse. He had gone through so many arguments and explanations.
However, this has little to do with Fang Zhe, as long as it does not affect his purchase of fixed assets. At the last moment, Fang Zhe did not give an accurate answer. He just said that he needed to think about it and would discuss it tomorrow.
Fang Lihua, who came back with a bowl of noodles, saw Director Hu with a serious expression and asked with concern: "Unpleasant?"
"Haha, would you be happy if it were you? If you change your mind about things that have been agreed upon, Fang Zhe is very well-educated by not throwing the phone down on the spot. Some of our comrades have no overall perspective and cannot unite at this critical moment.
If they are unanimous, it will only hinder them." Director Hu's tone contained a murderous aura, and Fang Lihua's mind instantly thought of Deputy Director Xu.
"Some comrades are indeed very active recently." Fang Lihua carefully touched up, and Director Hu sneered: "Not only are they active, they are jumping up and down. When I reported to the city, I often heard his name. Yes.
It is strange for such a person in the leadership team to be able to run the factory well."
Teacher Bai appeared at the door again: "Why aren't you asleep yet?" His tone was irritating, and his eyes were flashing. Two tender lotus-white arms were placed on his chest, holding up the mountains. Fang Zhe was momentarily sluggish...