Huang Xigui actually had the same idea as Gong Jianliang, and even more worried than the other party, after all, the telephone set could not be sold, Gong Jianliang and his post and telecommunications equipment company just did not get 40 yuan for brand use, and their own factory had to lose a sum of money every day.

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, and when he went home, he closed the door and unconsciously used his strength, and the door collided with the door frame with a loud bang, and the whole old room trembled.

The wife who was fanning her daughter and the daughter who was doing her homework were all startled by this loud noise, and they all looked at Huang Xigui in panic.

After a long while, the wife stood up suddenly, pointed at her husband with a fan and scolded: "The surname is Huang, what kind of nerves do you have, don't you see your daughter doing her homework? Are you a man, and you are angry outside, right? Hmph, what kind of ability is it to go outside and throw your face at us?"

Huang Xigui knew that he was at a loss, so he sat aside silently, muttering in his mouth: "Jiang Xinwei, Jiang Xinwei, what are you two going to do to dismantle the factory before you are willing?"

When his wife heard this, she sneered and said: "You factory workers are really stupid, how can so many big men be played by a hairy young man? As long as you unite against him and unite to ask your superiors for living expenses and reimbursement for medical expenses, can he stay and waste more than 30,000 yuan to buy two computers? Can your superiors not remove him from his post?"

Huang Xigui said in his heart: "Computers, he just bought two computers. Buy a computer and put something here, advertise it on a TV station, that's throwing money into the water, and there is no bubble. ”

Because the advertisements were broadcast on the provincial television station and the secrecy in the factory, ordinary people did not know that the factory spent a huge amount of money to advertise the telephone of the post and telecommunications equipment company.

……

The next day I went to work, there was a strange air in the factory, and the workers were in groups of three or five, not working as usual, but muttering something with their heads together.

On the way from the cafeteria to the office, Jiang Xinwei felt this abnormality very sensitively, but he soon knew what was happening, he couldn't help but smile, and still walked towards the office calmly.

As he was about to enter the office, several workers walked up to him with resolute expressions on their faces.

Director Wei was coming out of his office at this time, and originally wanted to talk to Jiang Xinwei about the sales of telephones, but when he saw the movements of several workers, he immediately walked over and asked loudly: "Huang Xigui, what are you going to do?

I have to say that the leaders of this era still have a charisma, especially the selfless leadership. Huang Xigui, who had been asked by Director Wei like this, just now puffed up a sigh of relief and was ready to question Jiang Xinwei with righteousness, and Huang Xigui, who had negotiated with Director Wei several times with the Post and Telecommunications Equipment Company, was also lacking in confidence, and said with a weak heart: "Director Wei...... We...... We just wanted to ask...... How's our phones selling?"

Another worker hid behind Huang Xigui and said loudly, "Yes! We can't just let the loans from the factories go to waste, and then we workers will be the ones who are in debt, and they all have backstage workers who can pat their butts and leave at any time! We won't do it!"

Several workers were encouraged by him and shouted loudly. A worker raised his hand and shouted, "Yes!

Another bold prediction: "They waste our money, and if they succeed in their reputation, we don't have much to gain." But if they fail, they will definitely run away, and we are the only ones who will suffer in the end. ”

One criticized Jiang Xinwei's brazenness: "What do we want to buy computers for a radio manufacturer? Isn't this purely for showmanship?"

One criticized spending money on commercials: "We are all fed ourselves, why give the money to those acting actors?"

One association is very broad: "The woman in the advertisement must be the girlfriend of the two of them! They take our money to have a girlfriend, we don't agree!"

One was filled with indignation: "Let them go! We will solve our own business!"

……

Hearing the movement here, a few more workers ran out of the workshop.

Someone shouted: "Anyway, the factory belongs to the state, and you officials can dismantle it if you want to, and just reimburse my medical expenses." ”

"Yes, as long as we are paid, this broken factory will make trouble with you!"

……

Director Wei knew about Jiang Xinwei and Su Dingyu's situation, they didn't take a penny from the factory to do private things, and the girl who shot the advertisement didn't ask for the remuneration she should have received, so where did he waste the money in the factory? Although he couldn't figure out why Jiang Xinwei wanted to buy two expensive computers, there were now a few factories where the design offices did not have computers, so they didn't need to buy one or two to support the façade, right?

He roared with a grim face: "Presumptuous! They are conscientiously working for the benefit of the factory." If it weren't for them, would you be able to get the business of assembling telephones?"

The worker hiding behind Huang Xigui sneered: "Has this business made any money? The money has not been earned, but you take tens of thousands of yuan to advertise, or help other factories, you officials think we workers are stupid." ”

Director Wei said angrily: "The surname is Ma, and if you have a kind of stand up and say face to face, what is it to hide behind people's homes?...... How many companies are advertising on TV now, don't you see? Are they all wrong?"

The worker gritted his teeth, got out from behind Huang Xigui, and retorted boldly: "People advertise for their own factory's products, and after they advertise, they sell products at the right price." What about us? We advertise for others, and the price is set so high, who wants? Do you think that the person who installed the phone is a fool and spends more than 200 yuan to buy this thing? A phone is my three-month salary, do you know it?!"

"That's it, you're doing it for fools!" said a worker next to him.

Factory Director Wei glared at the worker, and after the worker retracted weakly, he said to Huang Xigui: "Huang Xigui, others don't know, you still don't know the situation? What are you advertising for others? Haven't we already signed a product sales agreement with the post and telecommunications equipment company? All telephones are sold by our factory." …… , you are still fooling around with them, are you a party member?!"

Huang Xigui lowered his head, but then raised his head again and said: "But the last Yiyang City sales still belong to them, and we can only sell in other places, and the distance is long and the cost is large." Moreover, we all felt that the price was too expensive and no one would buy ......"

Soon, the others shouted again:

"Whoever buys it is a fool!"

"As long as you have a fever, you can buy such an expensive one!"

"If I can sell it, I'll have his surname Jiang!"

"You officials say how many phones have been sold. How much money did you make? ”

In the face of the accusations of the public, although Director Wei was not panicked, he was also very depressed, because he had no bottom in his heart.

When he didn't know whether to persuade or order them to work, Jiang Xinwei walked out of the office and said with a smile: "Who said just now that if the phone can be sold, he will have my surname?"

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