"What are you doing! this is the venue!" He Gen scolded angrily, not only because the little secretary interrupted his glorious moment, but also because of the uneasiness in his heart.

The office secretary didn't have time to adjust his breath, so he said intermittently: "There is news in the Chengdao area. ”

Lin Yonggui stood up.

Everyone, including Sioux City, looked nervously.

He Gensheng felt that his blood pressure was going to rise, he didn't care about Lin Yonggui and several deputy secretaries present, and scolded directly: "Is it a blowout!"

The office secretary shook his head and handed the envelope to Lin Yonggui.

The envelope was plain white, indicating that it was a copy of the office, and the other party had reported it by telephone.

He Gensheng felt a strong sense of unease.

Lin Yonggui opened the envelope solemnly, read it carefully, his face softened suddenly, and read: "At 27 minutes on September 21, Chapter 129 Marine Oil Production Plant (two consecutive votes), Chengdao No. 12 well produced oil, and Sha Mingyin, the captain of the 17th exploration team. ”

He Gensheng's face turned red when he brushed it. He just said that it is absolutely impossible to produce oil......

His glory.

His eyes are on him.

All of a sudden, the irrepressible shame made him feel irrepressible anger. He has the best face, but he has been humiliated by Sioux City more than once...... He looked at Su Cheng's expression now, just like he was watching a chicken enemy.

The conference room was also a mess, whispering, admiring, and snickering......

Qu Guoda took the opportunity to stand up and laughed: "Congratulations to Director Su, if you don't insist, such a good shallow water oil field will be let go by us." ”

Wei Kong also said loudly: "Chengdao is the most suitable place in Bohai Bay to exploit shallow sea oil, we will win, and we can finally march to the ocean!"

He Gensheng was called by them, and said angrily: "What about the oil, just like Professor Song said, there can only be a small well with a daily output of 2 tons on Chengdao, and such an oil well has no meaning, right, Professor Song?"

Song Zhijun knew better than anyone how his 40-page research report came out, he just didn't expect that the speed of exploration in Sioux City would be so fast.

Forced to Chapter 129 Marine Oil Production Plant (two companies asked for votes) to the corner, Song Zhijun had no choice but to insist: "From a geological point of view, the Chengdao area does not contain the foundation of large oil fields, and it is indeed possible to find one or two small oil reservoirs." ”

In this passage, more words and embellishments have been added than before.

Lin Yonggui was already relaxed, and ordered: "Go and see if their production testing is done, and send it over when the data comes out." ”

He sat down and didn't even look at He Gensheng.

The stubbornness of this guy just now has seriously affected his prestige.

If it weren't for the oil produced from the No. 12 well in Chengdao, the majesty of Lin Yonggui's hard-won establishment would be gone. Nothing could make him angrier than that.

He Gensheng quietly sat down in his chair.

The surroundings are full of people's discussions, and there are people who compliment Sioux City when they don't ~~-update the first ~~. Everyone is a person who believes in the organization, and generally speaking, the organization will not let the individuals who adhere to justice be wronged, and the more they are wronged, the more rewarded!

He Gensheng listened to the noisy voices in his ears, but he felt that his soul seemed to be floating, first trampled by thousands of troops, and then seemed to return to the period of movement, his soul was pulled into the old factory director who was tied up by himself, and became him, and was paraded in the street by his young self, beaten shirtless by his young self, shaved by his young self, and humiliated by his younger self.

Humiliate!

He Gensheng took all the whispers as whispers to humiliate himself...... My body trembled.

"Squeak. ”

The wooden door opened again.

Everyone closed their lips in unison.

"Production test results. The secretary who came in a hurry held an envelope in his hand.

"How much. Lin Yonggui didn't have time to see it. His mood was equally excited, for him, the shallow sea strategy was not a gamble, and it was finally time to turn over the hole cards.

The young man who reported the news raised his voice with honor, and shouted with full anger: "Nissan,...... 3 to 40,000 barrels. ”

He Gensheng's head was like paste, and when he heard this, he laughed and repeated: "3 to 4, only 3 to 4......"

"Wan!" The person next to him couldn't help but give him a wake-up call.

"What?"

"It's 30,000 to 40,000 barrels ......"

"Isn't that going to be ......" He Gensheng, who had a confused head, was shocked.

"5,000 tons per day, 2 million tons per year. Sioux City announced the number in a calm tone, but his mood was by no means calm.

It was a hard-fought victory.

Sioux City was tasting the fruits of victory, and the others were cheering.

As oilfield cadres, no one cares more about crude oil production than they do.

There are still people who are calculating that "the daily output is 5,000 tons, the annual output is 2 million tons, and the reserves are definitely hundreds of millions of tons." ”

"Fortunately, Su Dong insisted on fighting!"

"Definitely a world-class oil field!"

The pulling of tables and chairs, and the noisy shouts, make today's conference room more lively than the New Year's Day party.

Lin Yonggui also clenched his fists tightly, his heart pounding, and he would not stop everyone from celebrating spontaneously.

Secretary Liu stroked his forehead and tried not to attract everyone's attention.

Song Zhijun quietly followed the door, wanting to sneak outside.

Along the way, the cadres did not stop him, lined up in rows, and smiled: "Professor Song, is it meaningful for you to say that this oil field is meaningful." ”

"Professor Song, 40,000 barrels is written as 4 barrels, is a clerical error. ”

"Professor Song, have you been to Chengdao in person, is there too much oil and it is too much to paste your brains?"

When the oil is not out, everyone will not make sarcastic remarks about Sioux City, because they all understand the pressure of organizing exploration. China's oil industry is the most oil-scarce in China, and foreign experts and professors are clamoring for exploration in China's oil-poor environment.

The pressure that Sioux City was under, the frustrations that Sioux City experienced, the first generation of oilmen, the second generation of oilmen, the third generation of oilmen, and the fourth generation of oilmen in China...... It's no different.

As both oil workers and oil cadres, everyone can understand Sioux City.

However, no one will give him a good face to an expert who only knows about opposition and does not know about construction, and can draw a wrong conclusion in 40 pages.

Song Zhijun's face turned pale and stumbled out of the conference room. Leaving the difficult brother He Gensheng to accept the searing of the spotlight.

Wei Kong walked over gently, rolled up his 40-page report and put it away, and smiled at Su Cheng.

An expert who has lost his reputation is worse than a small brick movers.

The laughter in the conference room lasted for more than ten minutes.

When everyone was tired, they lit cigarettes one after another to return to their smoky nature.

Qu Guoda took half a cigarette in one breath, and couldn't help but praise: "With a daily output of 30,000 to 40,000 barrels, it is 1 million US dollars a day." Haha, such a large oil field is cost-effective even if it is reclaimed. Sucheng has made a great contribution to our oilfield, and with Chengdao Oilfield, our task next year will be completed. ”

"You can't reclaim the sea. Sioux City whispered.

"If you don't fill it, you can't fill it, and you can't go to the sea with a drop of oil. We listen to you. Qu Guoda said with a smile: "After this incident, we can see that those experts and professors are just like the old men who play chess in the compound, bragging about what they really asked him to do, and he would have to be strained after two steps." ”

He Gensheng likes to play chess in the family courtyard, and he is the best at "** horse". For this specialty, he has bragged in front of people more than once.

Qu Guoda's method of scolding Huai, in this conference room, is tantamount to naming names.

But He Gensheng can only be born.

The oolong he made was too big, so embarrassed to argue again.

Moreover, both of them are the directors of the oil production plant, they are not afraid of each other, and he is not sure to shut up Qu Guoda.

He didn't speak, but Lin Yonggui was not ready to let him go, he still remembered the style of this old man in front of him, and after thinking for a long time, he knocked on the cup and said: "Director Qu just talked about mining...... Chengdao Oilfield, is our first shallow sea oilfield how to exploit, let's discuss, Sioux City, what do you think?"

"Yes. Su Cheng had already thought about it and said: "I think that as China's first shallow sea oilfield, we should give full play to its advantages, not only to organize forces for development, but also to ask the head office for help, so that they can draw capable forces from other oil fields to help us carry out technical research ......in shallow sea oilfields."

"Well, this suggestion is good, Secretary Liu, you have to arrest the matter of asking for help from the head office, and you must tell the value and prospects of our oil field. Lin Yonggui regained the majesty of the number one.

Secretary Liu had to agree to this begging job.

After naming a few more people, and then letting the Standing Committee members speak in turn, Lin Yonggui said with a smile: "I also have an idea, judging from the current production inspection, the scale of the Chengdao Oilfield is already equivalent to an oil production plant, because of its particularity, I think it should be independent." ”

He Gen raised his head violently.

The Chengdao Oilfield is on the territory of the four oil production fields, and Lin Yonggui's words are tantamount to snatching them from He Gensheng.

This is almost inevitable, how could Lin Yonggui make He Gensheng comfortable. If it weren't for his organizational ties to the oil company, he would have just let this guy retire.

It's not much better now, though.

Lin Yonggui did not allow He Gensheng to distinguish, and then decided: "On the basis of the original No. 4 oil production plant, a new marine oil production plant will be established. Secretary Tao, you first shoulder this matter, in addition to the personnel and equipment of the fourth factory, you can also transfer the manpower of other units and departments. Lao He, you actively cooperate with Secretary Tao's work and take charge of the daily affairs of the fourth factory. ”

He Gensheng used to be the director of the fourth factory, and was fully responsible for the work. Now, Lin Yonggui sent Secretary Tao to the fourth factory, which is equivalent to replacing his position.

He Gensheng was angry and anxious, unable to speak.

Lin Yonggui turned his head and said: "This exploration of the Chengdao oil field depends on Sioux City to overcome all difficulties and persevere. This also illustrates a problem, such as this kind of cadres with initiative, should be given more space. For offshore oil production technology, not only our Shengli oilfield, I think the whole of China's oilfield, is not familiar with, at this time, I think, should introduce fresh blood. Let the outside capable companies get involved......"

Su Cheng's eyes lit up when he heard this. Lin Yonggui didn't say it directly, but if he could form an independent company and participate in the marine extractive industry, it would be more than just a book that could be described by Wanli. ！！！