Text Chapter Ninety-Nine: Mixed Fish and Dragons

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Zhou was disappointed, he faintly felt that this Wang Dynasty must have understood this data, but the other party refused to admit it, and he couldn't help it.

This round of confrontation is inconclusive for the time being.

Wang Chaogui came out of the temporary office of the working group, and his whole person was not good.

In the eyes of outsiders, he has always been wilted, and he can't make a fart with three sticks, maybe only his wife understands how anxious and uneasy he is now.

After coming out of the office, Wang Chaogui did not go to the financial department, but went home directly.

The house was empty, so he closed the doors and windows, dragged out the big green box under the bed, opened the box and examined it carefully, and found that the materials were neatly placed in the box without any problems.

He breathed a sigh of relief, which was temporarily relieved. Regardless of where the working group got the materials in their possession, it should have nothing to do with their own.

Soon, Zhao Yuanchao's call came.

"Chaogui, where are you?" Zhao Yuanchao's confident voice came from the phone.

"Brother Zhao, I'm at home. As soon as I came out of the working group, I went home to rest and settle down. Wang Chaogui said worriedly.

He decided to conceal the news that the working group had already obtained the true information about Zhao Yuanchao, because he couldn't tell clearly, and he couldn't think of anyone else who could have Zhao Yuanchao's information except himself.

He didn't make a ghost in the dynasty, unless it was Zhao Yuanchao's own reporting materials.

"You're just cowardly! Tell you, it's okay! A friend in the province said hello to me. It's all a false alarm, and the kid in the leader of the working group is a mallet who doesn't understand anything! No one listens to him at all!" Zhao Yuanchao said triumphantly.

"Okay, okay! Brother Zhao, I'll smoke a cigarette and go back to the factory in a while. "Wang Dynasty is only promised.

Hearing Zhao Yuanchao say this, he seemed to feel a lot more at ease. It's just that he was a little hesitant again, should he mention the material just now to Zhao Yuanchao?

Zhao Yuanchao's laughter came from the phone.

"Haha! Don't come to the factory, wait for half past six, go directly to the No. 1 box of Manyuanchun, I have an appointment with a few leaders, and it is good to take care of you!"

Wang Chaogui looked at his watch, it was almost six o'clock, and he hurriedly left, he didn't dare to arrive later than Zhao Yuanchao, he still remembered the last time he was scolded for being late!

At 6:15, Wang Chaogui rushed to the Manyuan Spring Restaurant on Liberation Road.

This Manyuan Spring Restaurant was opened by Zhao Yuanchao's brother-in-law, and the business is quite good, and he can often get some rare game from the countryside, so the leaders of the factory are willing to come here when they invite guests to dinner.

In the No. 1 box, in addition to Zhao Yuanchao and Wang Chaogui, there are several leading cadres in the factory, all of whom are not much different from Zhao Yuanchao's job level.

Everyone sat down separately, first served a circle of Wuliangye, and drank a round of cold dishes.

Zhao Yuanchao raised his wine glass, cleared his throat, and said to everyone: "Brothers, thanks to everyone's care, I, Zhao Yuanchao, have no danger this time, and I will survive safely." The leaders of the province have already spoken, to protect local enterprises and outstanding cadres, this inexplicable working group, I think it will be out of the way in a few days!"

"Brother Zhao, I heard that the working group is led by the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, can the words of the provincial leaders be effective?" Sitting on Zhao Yuanchao's right hand was Du Songtian, the director of the knitting factory, and asked with the strength of wine.

"! The relationship in our province said, that is a hairy boy, the son of a big family in the capital, who was thrown to the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection to be gilded, and he has only been there for less than half a year, and he has no connections. We're not worth him!" Zhao Yuanchao took a sip of wine and said with a smile.

"Brother Zhao is mighty, even the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection is not false, amazing! It's amazing!"

"Everyone, everyone, are all my own brothers, then I will not speak secretly. This time, the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection sent someone to check on us, which shows that there are people in the factory who are restless and want to rebel against us! A few of our brothers have to form a group, and their five fingers are clenched into fists, and no one can do anything to us!" Zhao Yuanchao looked at the general and said viciously.

"That's, that's! who ate the bear's heart leopard gall. Dare to fix our brother Zhao and find out that dog!"

"Brother Zhao is right, this mountain is high and the emperor is far away, as long as we form a group, no one will be recruited!"

"It's hard to prevent thieves, and after the working group leaves, let's also carry out a self-inspection campaign! ”

The cadres had a lot of discussions, and most of them were advocating that Zhao Yuanchao had a background to the sky, and at the same time, they came up with ideas by the way to send this working group away as soon as possible.

Zhao Yuanchao nodded, raised his glass again, and said: "This time, I called everyone to come, and there is still something to discuss with everyone, which is actually a good thing." I found a Hong Kong businessman to invest, and I wanted to demolish and rebuild the piece behind our grain store and build a big shopping mall. Let's go out of the land, they will pay for it, and when the time comes, we will build a commercial street. What do you think?"

"That's a good thing!" We Liufang should also build a commercial street like the city, and then attract investment and invigorate the economy, which is a good thing!"

"Now that the factory is in a recession, it is of course good to attract foreign investment. Anyway, there are more than 100,000 people in our factory, and they all have to eat, drink, and Lazar, and it's not bad to have a commercial street. Secretary Lan of the Secretariat of the General Factory also praised.

Zhao Yuanchao saw that everyone agreed, nodded, and continued: "Since everyone thinks it's good, then I'll do it! In addition, I have already negotiated with Hong Kong businessmen, and when the commercial street is built, the row of shops facing the street in the outer circle will leave two rooms for each of our brothers, and the internal price is 800 yuan per room, and each person will subscribe for two, what do you think?"

As soon as Zhao Yuanchao threw out these words, everyone in the audience smiled happily and praised Brother Zhao for his righteousness and wide access.

You must know that 800 yuan per shop is equivalent to giving money to these leading cadres. Shops are not as good as residences, these people, in the willow mill, call the wind and rain, no problem with how big the house they want, but to get two shops, it is a rare opportunity!

Seeing that everyone was chatting hotly and everyone was happy, Zhao Yuanchao nodded with satisfaction, and then turned to Wang Chaogui who was sitting next to him and whispered: "Chaogui, you will also subscribe to one when the time comes." The accounts for this project will be handed over to you later. ”

Wang Chaogui hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

......

Fat Dun's home is in the row of old houses next to the big grain store.

It was a black one-bedroom apartment, less than thirty square meters, and after the death of his parents, Fat Dun and his grandmother lived in it.

At the behest of their neighbors, they asked someone to chisel the window facing the street and turn it into a small shop, relying on their grandmother to make some pickles and radishes for whatever, and sell them on the windowsill in exchange for food and living expenses for their grandparents and grandchildren.

The neighbors around were very distressed that this white-haired grandmother with a silly grandson often bought his family's pickles and dried radish.

Grandma Fat Dun's hands are very skillful, her old man's pickled pickled dried radish taste very good, just a piece of pickles can be picked up two large bowls of rice, especially in the increasingly sluggish economy of Liufang, this kind of high-quality and inexpensive food, very popular with laid-off workers.

In the past few days, Fat Dun always told his grandmother that he had gone to school to find the boss. Grandma also knew that Fat Dun actually wanted to go to school and play with children of the same age, so she always ran to school.

Grandma didn't know what the boss was, but she had seen the half-sized children who had come to the house to help before, and they had a good heart, and if Fat Dun played with them, Grandma was relieved.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, there were few pedestrians on the street, and there was naturally no business in the store at this time.

Fat Dun Grandma put on reading glasses, took out a sewing kit, sat at the door of the house and squinted at the sun to thread needlework, and the old man wanted to buy another pair of soles for her grandson.

At this moment, several men swaggered across the street.

The leader is a middle-aged man with sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, wearing a floral shirt, small sunglasses, and a shiny crocodile leather bag under his arm, which is the same color as the pair of red dragonfly leather shoes under his feet.

"Yo, grandma is basking in the sun here?" greeted the monkey-like middle-aged man with a grin.

Grandma Fat Dun raised her head, she didn't know this person, she was suddenly greeted by someone, and she looked a little cramped and uneasy.

"Are you the owner of No. 101?" said the monkey-like middle-aged man with a smile on his face.

Grandma Chubby opened her mouth, her eyes were a little confused, and she nodded a little blankly.

The monkey-like middle-aged man waved his hand, and someone behind him immediately handed over a thick paper contract.

"Grandma, you're lucky! The factory is going to be demolished, and your land has been taken over by Hong Kong businessmen, and a big shopping mall will be built in the future." The factory decided to change the house for you. You have signed this contract, and you can live in a big house with your grandson!" said the monkey-like middle-aged man.

Such a group of people surrounded Grandma Fatun, and the neighbors around them surrounded them.

Grandma Fat Dun didn't seem to react at once, shook her head, and said with a face full of embarrassment: "Leader, what are you going to sign? My old woman is illiterate!"

"It doesn't matter if Grandma is illiterate, just press a handprint here, and after pressing the handprint, take your grandson to live in a big house." The monkey-like middle-aged man laughed dryly.