"Comrade Director..." Fang Zhe shouted in front of him, and Wei Wushuang's image of baring his teeth and claws immediately stopped.
Fang Zhe walked over slowly, while Wei Wushuang stamped his feet angrily behind him.
"Hello, hello! I'm Fang Zhe, the general manager here."
After the director shook hands, he hesitated to speak. Fang Zhe knew that he didn't want to cause trouble. There were too many acquaintances in this area. Maybe the elders of these children's families were acquaintances. This matter could not be expanded as long as it could.
Fang Zhe smiled at Wang Xiaoliu and said, "Do you think you can't pass the training and you won't be able to get back wages even if you return to the factory?"
Wang Xiaoliu was obviously surprised, and was stunned for a few seconds before nodding: "Yes, that's why I came to cause trouble."
Fang Zhe patted him on the shoulder: "There is a lot of work, and you don't have to go to the workshop. In your case, I think you can receive sales training. Go back and prepare for training, study the company's rules and regulations, and don't be impulsive in the future."
Wang Xiaoliu nodded vigorously and said: "Mr. Fang, I was wrong. I drank some wine during dinner last night. I felt that I couldn't pass the training, so I complained to the master in the cafeteria. He said he didn't want to try.
How do you know you won't get back wages? No, our situations are similar, so I just picked one."
Wang Xiaoliu lowered his head as he spoke, and Fang Zhe looked back at the director. How should I put it? Young people don't know the dangers of society, and the canteen master may not have good intentions.
"Can you tell me which cafeteria chef he is?" the director asked seriously with a straight face. He was thinking in his mind that if he found out who it was, he would definitely look good and make this trip difficult for us comrades.
"It's Master Feng. He opened a small restaurant in front of him. I had dinner at his place last night." Wang Xiaoliu was really afraid of being arrested by the police, so he told everything he could. What came to Fang Zhe's mind was still that
In short, if you have a big head and a thick neck, you are either a cook or a cook.
"Okay, you can take us to understand the situation." The director smiled at Fang Zhe and said, "The situation is clear."
Fang Zhe said with a smile: "That's it, their factories will punish you in accordance with the rules and regulations."
Wang Xiaoliu led a group of police officers to find Master Feng. The director scolded Master Feng. How old are you to do such immoral things? Young people are not sensible, but you are not sensible? This time the matter did not become a big deal.
If the trouble gets too big, you'll have to go to jail.
Fang Zhe felt a little helpless when a storm just dissipated. Two things happened in succession today, which was a wake-up call for him. Man, how should I put it? This world really doesn't lack the kind of bastards who don't like other people's good deeds.
Fang Zhe ignored these matters, sent the police away, and invited reporter Long Gang into the office to serve tea.
Long Gang had a good impression of Fang Zhe, especially after learning about him, and felt that it was really not easy. Children from ordinary families discovered business opportunities from stamp collecting, completed initial accumulation, and seized opportunities in the stock market, becoming pioneers.
People who get rich.
Even so, Fang Zhe is not like other young people who indulge in life and money when they have money. Instead, he chooses to do business in a down-to-earth manner. Such young people are really rare.
"Mr. Fang, I was in a rush to submit the manuscript yesterday and didn't have time for an interview. I want to do an exclusive interview today. This is a matter of interview preparation!" Long Gang handed over a piece of paper. Fang Zhe took it and did not read it immediately, but smiled.
: "Reporter Long is too polite. I'm much younger than you. Don't call me Mr. Fang. If you like me, call me brother, or call me by my name. Don't call me Mr. Fang."
In one sentence, Long Gang felt very comfortable and had a better impression of Fang Zhe. It is not easy for young people to be so stable. No wonder they can successfully stay ahead of their peers.
"In this case, I'll call you Mr. Fang. It will be more formal to use the title Mr. Fang in the manuscript."
Faces are given by others, it all depends on whether you can catch them. Fang Zhe understands this, and so does Long Gang.
"Okay, privately I regard Brother Long as a friend. If the manuscript is not urgent, I will treat him to dinner and have seafood."
"It really didn't work. The response to the last report was very good, and the editor-in-chief urged me to do it urgently."
"Then let's change it...to tomorrow." Fang Zhe almost said "another day", but he almost didn't get goosebumps all over his body.
"Okay, I should be fine tomorrow." Long Gang knew that this meal would definitely not be free of charge, but there was nothing against his principles if he ate it.
Fang Zhe lowered his head and looked at the prepared questions. After reading them, he pondered slightly. Long Gang waited quietly for his reaction.
"Brother Long, there is something I don't know whether I should say or not." Fang Zhe looked embarrassed. Long Gang was slightly surprised and immediately said: "Everything must be said to others. News reports are inherently based on facts. As long as
You can tell if it’s true.”
Longgang really has something up its sleeve, you can't just lie.
"That's right. Seeing as these questions are all asked to me, I think the focus of this interview should be changed. It should not be directed at me, but at those workers who have been employed in my company after being laid off. Understand that they have been laid off.
After that, how to face difficulties, persevere, and find a new job? Wouldn’t this be more meaningful?”
"Huh?" Long Gang immediately took it seriously. This topic is indeed a bit sensitive, but as a reporter, how can you do it if you are not brave? Let's do the interview first. Can we report it later? Don't we have an editor and a chief editor?
"Can you tell me more specifically?" Longgang is still very cautious. He can't be careless. This young man's words are full of lies. The Evening News is the mouthpiece of the government, and content that is too sensitive will really put pressure on the work of the party committee and the government.
.Who will take the blame then?
"I won't talk about the current situation of state-owned enterprises here. What I want to remind Brother Long is how to make readers resonate with each other after reading the report. I run a company, and others read the report and just for fun, interview workers who have left their jobs due to difficulties in the company.
, readers themselves or people around them may be facing the same situation. My ideas and positive reports can inspire those laid-off workers to find jobs again."
Fang Zhe was talking eloquently, and Long Gang listened attentively. When he realized that this guy didn't mean to trick him, but was guiding him in the direction of a positive report, Long Gang felt much more relaxed.
"I have a good example here, Comrade Wu Longbin, the company's vice president. I think it is a good material for him to talk about his experience after being laid off. There are many similar examples, and he can be a successful person after being laid off.
A series of reports on employment, Brother Long will be the leader in this type of reports."
Long Gang was still hesitating. When Fang Zhe saw this, he whispered: "Brother Long, some newspapers in the south are raising questions and talking about the suffering of laid-off workers in this type of news reports. The response in society is indeed fierce.
, but they are all negative. When we report on the positive, we are trying to solve problems. News reports can’t just raise questions, right?”
After Fang Zhe finished waiting calmly, Long Gang was still hesitating and weighing.