Chen Guoqiang went over and whispered in the ear of the short guard. Two figures, one tall and one short, stood together, like a father and son.
After a while, the big cow smiled like a wrinkled flower, and let them go with a playful smile.
"Uncle Chen, what did you do? Last time my father and I came here, this uncle wouldn't let us in."
Qiao Jinling said with admiration.
"Hey! What else can I do? The more a brat is like this, the easier it is to deal with. Here, a box of red plaid."
Chen Guoqiang flashed the cigarette in his pocket.
The red checkered cigarettes are Hongtashan cigarettes in red boxes. Prices vary from 2 yuan to 3 yuan per box. They are not something that ordinary working-class people would smoke.
As soon as Chen Guoqiang entered the leather shoe factory, the conversation started. His youth was here.
"I joined the factory on January 1, 1977. I was not yet 20 years old at that time. I will never forget it. The factory area was not so big at that time, and there were only a few processing plants. I followed the master every stitch.
Learn to make cloth shoes and leather shoes."
"Later, the factory's profits improved, and two mechanized production workshops, maintenance workshops, garages, and office buildings were built on the southeast side of the factory. You see, these will be built later."
There was pride and disappointment in his words. It would be false to say that he had no emotion at all. It was also a pity that a good factory had fallen into its current situation.
"Let's go, the factory director's office is over here."
Chen Guoqiang led them into the office building. Qiao Jinling took a look and saw that it was a very typical old-fashioned building, with a grass green half apron, wooden yellow doors, and a white and red painted wooden sign hanging on each door.
"This is the factory director's office. Let's go in."
Through the yellow wooden door, you can vaguely hear Ji Shiji's playful laughter teasing Jicheng. You don't even have to look at it to know that it looks like the time has passed peacefully.
Ji Jiji did not expect these people to appear in his office at the same time.
"Chen Guoqiang, why are you with them?"
Ji Shijie is a little confused.
"Director Ji, I think the next words are not suitable for children to listen to. Let Lingling take Ji Cheng to play."
Qiao Xiangqian still felt sorry for the child.
Ji Cheng stared with big eyes, not knowing what happened.
"Okay. Chengcheng, you and sister Lingling can go play on the sofa next to you. Take all the snacks grandma bought for you and eat them with your sister."
Ji Jiji didn't know what they were going to say, but from the serious looks on their faces, he knew they wouldn't be good words, so he put the children aside first.
"Sister Lingling, let's eat the fruit peel, plum and glutinous rice sticks that my grandma bought for me. There is also my favorite orange candies."
Ji Cheng felt happy when he saw Qiao Jinling coming. He didn't care what the adults had to say.
Qiao Jinling couldn't bear it, so she took Ji Cheng's little hand and silently walked to the sofa in the corner to watch the development of the matter.
"Everyone, are you here to question me? I've said before, there's nothing wrong with the contract. They say they're leather shoes. I'm just going with what's included in the contract. You have no reason to come to me, right?"
Ji Jiji was sitting deep in the leather seat. He had already committed to the contract anyway, so there was no problem. Could it be possible that just three people could rob him and smash him up?
"Director Ji, we are not here to talk about this matter, we just want to talk to you about Zhen Qingyuan."
Joe went straight to the point, not wanting to beat around the bush.
"Director Zhen? Oh, I only have a casual acquaintance with him. We don't have any deep friendship. Does it have anything to do with me?"
Ji Jiji crossed his fingers and put his elbows on the table, wondering why they mentioned Zhen Qingyuan.
"Then you listen to this first."
Qiao stepped forward and turned on the tape recorder, which contained the conversation between Qiao Xiangxiu and Zhang Mingyi.
…
"Click!"
The radio is turned off.
"Did you hear that clearly? Director Ji? You may not be able to go to jail for your position as director. There are so many people plotting against you."
Joe's confidence to move forward gradually returned.
"Is this Liu Fangzhou's mother? Is she plotting against me for her son? Could it be that she had already planned to introduce Zhen Qingyuan to me?"
Sitting on a chair in the season, the big leather chair that was comfortable and soft just a moment ago is now like sitting on pins and needles.
Qiao Jinling is aware of the seasons. Sometimes the love between people is so strong, but sometimes it is as fragile as a piece of paper, which can be broken by twisting and blowing in the wind.
He teased his father's trust, but little did he know that he was also being plotted by those around him.
"You don't know, Zhen Qingyuan and Zhang Mingyi are having an affair. I don't know what Zhen Qingyuan promised you. Their purpose is to give up your position as factory director to Liu Fangzhou."
"Zhen Qingyuan said that he would give me a batch of interest-free loans. In fact, the leather shoe factory looks good now, but it is actually full of money. Otherwise, I would not have cheated you. If there is no more money, the leather shoe factory will be finished. Chengcheng is still young,
I want to give him a better life."
Ji Jiji glanced at Ji Cheng who was eating cookies.
Interest-free loan?
Qiao Jinling had learned before that in the early 1980s, more than 10 billion in interest-free loans were issued, but no one was willing to lend. After all, the concept of "father's debt is repaid by son" and "debt-free" is still the mainstream idea. As a result,
There are a lot of loans left that have not been taken out.
But gradually people are becoming more and more open-minded, and they know that loans are a good thing, and they can make money by making money. When they rush to seek loans, there are no such large-scale interest-free loans.
Therefore, it was impossible for a leather shoe factory like Jishijie to obtain an interest-free loan in 1987.
Qiao Jinling's guess was good, and Ji Shijie's words were quickly confirmed by Chen Guoqiang. Zhen Qingyuan just wanted to use the interest-free loan to confuse the public and make Ji Shijie think he could get money from him, but in fact, he wanted to kill him.
"This old bastard! He actually wants to plot against me. He talks about interest-free loans. There is no such thing. I asked Zhang Mingyi how could he be so kind? He introduced the director of a credit union and approved an interest-free loan for me! It turned out that he wanted to
Her son is the factory director!”
Ji Jiji was so angry that he clenched his big fist and banged it on the table.
"You still have to have a conscience. Although you have tricked us, I can't just ignore it. I know clearly that there is a fire pit ahead, but I still want to watch you fall into it."
Qiao moved forward with emotion, and Xiao moved with reason.
"I'm so sorry! Brother, brother, I'm so inhumane. It was because of the poor management of the leather shoe factory that Liu Fangzhou gave me such a bad idea. In fact, I can't blame Liu Fangzhou completely. It was me who also had evil intentions and caused the harm in vain.
Got you."
I don't know if Ji Jiji's apology at this moment is sincere.
Qiao looked forward at the season in front of him. He couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or sadness. He just felt that his heart was getting colder and colder. It was obvious that not long ago, it was still beating enthusiastically.
Qiao Jinling watched with cold eyes.
Ji Jiji's apology was not a sincere apology. He would not feel that he was at fault, but that he had no choice but to be forced by the situation. His "elegant person" found another high position, and he had no choice but to apologize to himself.
There is no way to move such a person, he will only choose a path that is more suitable for him because of the situation.
She felt that her father seemed to be a different person at this moment, his eyes were no longer so tender and affectionate, and he gained wisdom every time. If she could make her father understand some truth, then this matter would be valuable.