After finishing speaking, Ye Fan started counting 1...2...3...
But by the count of seven, almost everyone dispersed.
Soon, Yu Youhe also made arrangements, and Ye Fan entered the conference room of the textile factory.
"We welcome Mayor Ye's speech." Yu Youhe took the lead in applauding, and Zeng Juncai naturally cheered vigorously. Together with representatives of cadres and workers from the textile factory, the applause was thunderous.
"Everyone, please sit down." Ye Fan waved his hand.
After everyone sat down, Ye Fan glanced at everyone with a serious face and said: "It's almost the Chinese New Year. You guys are noisy all day long and the matter can't be solved. And it's so noisy that even the city leaders can't live in peace.
Everyone is busy, and the city leaders have a lot to do. If you are here today, feel free to say anything you have to say."
There was silence for a while.
A wrinkled old man stood up and said: "Mayor Ye, my name is Ma Dongfeng, and I am the old branch secretary of Hongshu Village.
Of course, it was not called a village at that time, but a brigade, and I was the brigade leader. I still remember that the first factory director of Shunhua at that time was named Hou Liufeng.
He came to my house several times for the land. Later we also put forward some conditions, that is, the land could be loaned to them.
The factory director Hou said that the factory had just been built in Shunhua, and it was all funded by the state, and the county had no money. Therefore, there was no way to pay for the land for the time being.
At that time, the villagers also considered this special situation and wanted to contribute to the country. Finally, the factory director said that he could recruit young people from our village to work in the factory. So, the two sides agreed. We will not ask them for the time being.
Money."
"Mayor Ye, my name is Liu Yundong, and I am now in charge of Shunhua Textile Factory." Director Liu first greeted Ye Fan, and then said, "Party Secretary Ma, I also heard what the old factory director said about that time.
At that time, it could be said that we would not pay for the land, but would use the quota for recruiting workers. In fact, we paid for it.
Because there were so many people who wanted to join the factory at that time, our Shunhua Textile Factory was a state-owned factory and a formal state-owned enterprise under the County Economic and Trade Commission.
And after the people from your Red Book Brigade were recruited, they all became full-time employees a year later. Each and every one of them was able to eat national food. But now times have changed and the factory is no longer viable.
The sale is also our Shunhua factory's business and has nothing to do with your Red Book Brigade. Moreover, at that time, the entire team of your Red Book Brigade could only have one thousand people.
It was divided into 200 households. When recruiting workers at that time, basically every household had a young man or girl working in the factory. Even families without children selected people from relatives to work in the factory. Moreover, it was all formal
staff."
"Who said that? If you want to build a factory in our brigade, you will naturally have to solve the employment problem of the young people in the brigade.
First of all, it is convenient to recruit locals, and even dormitory buildings are saved, so it is cost-effective for you to calculate. If you recruit outsiders, you will have to build more dormitories for them to live, right?
Also, you have saved a lot of money on the canteen. We just said we would lend you this piece of land.
Later, you never paid, and we saw that all the young people in our village were in the factory, so we were too embarrassed to come to urge you. This matter has been delayed for decades." A young man next to Ma Dongfeng stood up and said,
He said loudly. This person looks somewhat similar to Ma Dongfeng. He is probably father and son or grandson.
"Ma Hongchun, can you please be reasonable? If you hadn't exchanged land for job quotas, we would have used people from Hongshu Village. What a joke.
At that time, anyone who wanted to join a state-owned factory would, to be honest, have beaten the threshold of my family. The young people in your brigade were either cultured or not, and they were professional but not qualified.
If we were to recruit workers formally, we would have to have at least graduated from junior high school. Basically, the employees coming in from your Red Book Brigade have not graduated from elementary school. They don’t have to pay for the land, and the factory also accepts it.
Moreover, if you hadn't offered such a condition at that time, our Shunhua Textile Factory would have found no land to build a factory anywhere. At that time, land was everywhere, and it wasn't just your Red Book Brigade?
Moreover, Shunhua Textile Factory has been building a factory in your place for so many years. Don't talk about anything else, at least for the convenience of cars entering the factory, the factory has rebuilt the main road.
We in Shunhua later made money to build kindergartens and primary schools, but people from your village would still come to study.
Even for the "Red Book School", we at Shunhua contributed half of the money. The old factory director recorded all of this in his notebook.
Moreover, our factory built in your place has revitalized the economy and developed the place. The income of your villagers has increased, and it is much easier for young men to find wives.
If our factory hadn't built your place, I don't know if your Red Book Brigade would have become a Red Book Town now." Director Liu pointed at Ma Hongchun angrily, his lips trembling with excitement.
"Why don't you say how much pollution your textile factory has brought to our Red Book Brigade, and let's take the example of revitalizing the economy.
How can you invigorate the economy and develop and build our Hongshu Town? What a fart! Even your own factory is so bad that it will collapse soon.
It’s really a joke, a big joke, that you still want to revitalize the economy of our Hongshu Town.” Comrade Ma Hongchun was very sharp-tongued, and when he uttered the words, Director Liu was so angry that his lips turned white. He pointed at Ma Hongchun, who was choked.
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The man's body was trembling and shaking a few times. Ye Fan knew at the first glance that Director Liu would probably faint if he didn't come forward. He quickly said: "Help Director Liu sit down and take a rest."
Turning around, Ye Fan lightly knocked on the table and said: "Actually, both of you can give in. If the Red Book Brigade said that it was not greedy to join the factory as a worker, it would be absolutely impossible for you to give up the land.
Isn’t it? Don’t tell me to be nice, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.”
"Of course, otherwise, we would have driven them away long ago." Ma Hongchun nodded.
"And Shunhua would definitely not have built a factory in Red Book Club if it wasn't greedy for your land and no money, right? Moreover, recruiting workers with lower quality would also be detrimental to the factory." Ye Fanzhuan'er asked Liu again
Factory director.
"Well, Shunhua had just built the factory at that time, and there was a big funding gap. There was nothing we could do. Otherwise, we wouldn't have gone to the Red Book Brigade to build the factory. As a result, it's so messed up now, alas..." Director Liu's expression changed.
A little pale, he sighed.
"Old Party Secretary Ma, I want to ask you the truth. Has the Shunhua Textile Factory really promoted the development of the local economy in the Red Book Brigade for so many years?
There is also urban construction. Shunhua is a large factory, with an estimated number of three to four thousand employees at its peak, and more than 10,000 people including their families.
Your Red Book Brigade at that time only had more than a thousand people, and the development Shunfa brought to you is immeasurable. Do you admit this?" Ye Fan turned to Ma Dongfeng and asked.
"But they have also brought pollution to us. Mayor Ye, you don't know. This garbage is everywhere. After the land is destroyed, we can't even grow crops. What will the people of our brigade eat if they don't enter the factory..." Ma Hongchun
As soon as he got to this point, Boss Ye had a straight face and hummed, "Stop talking, I'm asking Party Secretary Ma. We are not discussing pollution issues now, but construction issues?"
When Ma Hongchun saw it, he was about to argue, but his father, Ma Dongfeng, snorted with a straight face: "Little calf, shut up, the mayor is chatting with me, what are you talking about?"
Ma Hongchun blushed when his father scolded him, smacked his lips a few times and finally said nothing. The guy sat down angrily.
"To be honest, Shunhua has indeed brought us a lot of benefits. I agree with some of what the factory director said just now.
Indeed, the development of Hongshu Town to this day has a great relationship with Shunhua here. But, even so, the land that Shunhua should give us must be returned to us, right?
It is natural to pay back debts. Shouldn't we pay back the land we owe? Mayor, no matter what you do, you have to be reasonable, right?
In this world, there is still room for reasoning, right? Mayor, we ordinary people are inherently weak. We used to say that people should not fight with officials.
After all, Shunhua belongs to the state, and we ordinary people are wary of fighting against the state. We have no choice, our things cannot be taken away in vain.
Even the country has to be reasonable, right? Mayor, you can't let us people suffer too much. The people are suffering, and their lives are so miserable..." Don't look at this old guy Ma Dongfeng. He is old.
This guy has been a party secretary for decades, and his thoughts are beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. He actually knows how to play the pathos card, and his words are smooth and sensational.
This old guy is quite difficult to deal with. Boss Ye cursed in his heart and said: "If nothing else, you have admitted this. If Shunhua Textile is very prosperous now and continues to do it, you guys
Will they still come to demand the return of the land? Besides, many of your people in Hongshu Town are probably still working in the factories, right?"
Ye Fanwen naturally had profound meaning in his words.
"No, I told the old factory director at the beginning. The factory would not leave for a day, and the brigade would not come to claim the land for a day. In fact, at that time, they were also afraid that the villagers would be driven out soon after they recruited them into the factory. Such a thing is not the case.
No, what can you do if people want to drive people out after their factory is built? How can ordinary people like us fight against a factory run by the government?" Party Secretary Ma said casually.
"Ma Hongchun, and the *** mayors of Hongshu Town, did you all hear what the old party secretary said?" Ye Fan asked the representatives of Hongshu Town.
"I heard it, but what my dad said is that if the factory doesn't leave for a day, we won't come to get the land back. But, now that the factory has obviously collapsed, it's only natural that we get the land back, right?" Ma Hongchun looked slightly slanted.
He glanced at Boss Ye.
"Everyone heard it." Ye Fan glanced at the fifty or sixty people sitting in the conference room and asked.
"I heard you all." Everyone nodded.
"That's good." Ye Fan nodded, and said with a serious face to the group of people on the side of the old party secretary, "I will tell you now, not only has Shunhua Textile Factory not collapsed, but it will also develop.
Bigger and better. It will also bring more income to your Hongshu Town and create more job opportunities."
"Impossible, mayor, are you also lying? How is it possible? The factory is about to be sold, and the land was auctioned that day. If we hadn't stopped it, the money would have been divided long ago." Ma Dongfeng, the old party secretary, and
His son Ma Hongchun stood up and stared at Ye Fan angrily. They thought Ye Fan was lying to them.