Volume 1 Township

"County Magistrate Wang, this is our printing factory, in the past, when our factory was prosperous, it was the most profitable enterprise in Lubei County. In the past two years, from the salesman to the management, I have thought of all kinds of ways, but I can't get the job, and it has slowly become what it is today. Du Ziteng, the deputy director of the printing house, looked at a pile of cold machines in the printing factory and said to Wang Zijun with a sad face.

This was the third day after the worker's suicide, and Wang Zijun took Sun Hezhou to the printing house in Lubei County. The director of the printing factory had already been transferred to the agency two years ago, and now the deputy director of the factory is Du Ziteng.

Wang Zijun didn't speak, and inspected the factories one by one. For this young deputy county magistrate, Du Ziteng didn't dare to have any too high expectations, but when he took a serious walk, he thought in his heart whether he could take the opportunity to apply for more flour or other benefits for the New Year, and always respectfully followed behind the deputy county magistrate.

"What do these people do?" Wang Zijun walked into a large workshop and saw that several workers were busy, so he asked Du Ziteng.

"County Magistrate Wang, these masters are all old workers in the factory, they are maintaining the equipment, although the factory has stopped production, but these equipment is not good if it is not maintained just by throwing it here, over time, these baby bumps will become scrap iron" Du Ziteng explained to Wang Zijun while beckoning the workers who maintained the machine to come over and talk.

Wang Zijun took out the cigarettes in his bag and distributed them one by one, and after sending them around, he threw them to Du Ziteng again, and then said with a smile: "I came today to learn about the situation of our printing house." Just now, seeing that the masters are carefully maintaining the machine, I can fully see that everyone still has a deep affection for this printing house. I was deeply touched by everyone's sense of responsibility to treat the factory as home. The masters have worked in this factory for decades, and they should know the situation in the factory very well. Therefore, I hope that the workers and masters can talk to me openly and honestly today, find out the crux of the cause of our factory's failure, and see how our factory can get out of the predicament. ”

At the beginning, these workers were still scruples about Wang Zijun, but Wang Zijun's words made their tense faces slowly relax. Seeing the gentleness of the young deputy county magistrate's face and putting his posture so low, he was greatly moved, and Suo Ng spoke bluntly.

"County Magistrate Wang, if you want to make our factory lively, then we have to give us some orders, as long as there are orders, we can produce immediately, so that our factory will naturally live." An old worker pinched the cigarette roll in his hand and said with a smile.

"County Magistrate Wang, I think the technology of our factory is also a little backward, if the county can support our factory, give us a new set of equipment, and achieve technological innovation, it is estimated that it will be profitable in less than a month."

The workers were gossiping and saying everything, and Wang Zijun wrote down these opinions one by one in his notebook. Wang Zijun already has a general idea of saving this enterprise, but these workers have worked in the factory for many years, and it is their front-line workers who know the factory best.

"County Magistrate Wang, the masters who should be said have said it, and if you want me to say, as long as we can get back the money owed to us by the city liquor farm, our printing factory will be able to save it," a middle-aged worker in his forties shouted coldly.

What are the arrears of the city winery? Wang Zijun was stunned, he didn't expect that an enterprise like the printing house, which couldn't even pay salaries, would still have external debts.

Wang Zijun's gaze subconsciously looked at the worker who spoke.

Although the middle-aged man was a little hesitant under Wang Zijun's gaze, in the end, he still looked at Wang Zijun's gaze.

"What's going on?" Wang Zijun asked Du Ziteng beside him.

Sitting in Du Ziteng's office, Wang Zijun finally understood the whole story, it turned out that this Hongyi City Distillery is the most profitable enterprise in Hongyi City, and the Red Luo Ūn series of wines produced by the factory are even more well-known inside and outside Jiang Province.

In the past, the Lubei County Printing Factory was dedicated to providing boxes and other packaging for the Red Luo Ūn Distillery, at that time, because of business problems, the Red Luo Ūn Distillery owed some money to the printing house, and the front part of the account was settled, and the back was owed, and the remaining arrears accumulated day by day, and in the end it was like a snowball, accumulating more and more, so far, it adds up to almost one million. However, with the decline of the Lubei County Printing Factory, the Hongluo Ūn Distillery has the meaning of reluctance.

In the past, county leaders also had the idea of wanting to come back, but without exception, those who asked for the account, not to mention that they didn't want a penny back, and they would be disgraced. As a well-known enterprise in the city, the Red Luo Ūn Distillery is almost the heart of the city leaders. In addition, the relationship between the factory director and the leaders of the municipal party committee is not ordinary iron, and the county cannot afford to offend it at all, so the arrears have been put on hold for a long time and have almost become a bad debt.

"County Magistrate Wang, this arrears are not so easy to ask. In these years, the status of Huang Shiren and Yang Bailao has reversed, the one who owes the debt is the master, and the one who has debts has become a grandson, I advise you not to think about this, when the old secretary was in the past, he had a big quarrel with the Hongluo Ūn Distillery, but it was useless, he was criticized and not said, and he was transferred to the CPPCC in a daze. Although Du Ziteng looked at the deputy county magistrate who was a little tempted, he hurriedly persuaded that although he had just met this young deputy county magistrate, he had a natural sense of intimacy with this leader who did not have any official arrogance.

Wang Zijun smiled lightly and handed Du Ziteng a cigarette, but did not express his position, but led the topic elsewhere.

After finishing the investigation of the printing house, Wang Zijun spent most of the night, combined with the experience of enterprise reform that he learned in later life, and made a detailed plan.

Early the next morning, Wang Zijun came to Liu Chengjun's office as soon as he went to work. After the secretary's briefing, Wang Zijun saw Liu Chengjun holding a watering can to water a basin of uā on the table.

"County Magistrate Liu, you are very elegant." Wang Zijun smiled and greeted Liu Chengjun, not only showing respect for this political leader, but also silently praising him.

This officialdom is really a wonderful world, just like a haha mirror, which can not only infinitely magnify people's strengths, but also properly beautify people's weaknesses. Let's take this hasty thing as an example, if it is an ordinary man who puts this every day, it is nothing to do, and he does not eat or drink, what is the use; However, if it is replaced by a leader who likes this uāuā sloppy, then it is easy to understand, and the taste is elegant.

Liu Chengjun listened to Wang Zijun's joke, and did not put down the kettle, but chuckled and said, "County Magistrate Wang is here, sit down." ”

Wang Zijun smiled and sat down on the chair opposite Liu Chengjun. Although Liu Chengjun was still pouring uā, he asked with a look of concern on his face: "County Magistrate Wang, the conditions in our Lubei County are a bit difficult, are you still used to it?" If you need anything, just tell me, and I'll let someone do it for you. ”

Liu Chengjun's concern did not make Wang Zijun feel warm, he knew very well in his heart that Liu Chengjun said this was nothing more than a routine. However, Wang Zijun also knows that in the officialdom, the concern for the leader must fully show your gratitude, even if the leader gives you a sesame gift, you have to hold it like a watermelon.

He immediately smiled and said: "Thank you County Magistrate Liu for your concern, I didn't come to our Lubei County to enjoy, no matter how bad the conditions are, I also know in my heart that you have taken good care of me." I have come to you today to talk to you about the printing press. ”

Liu Chengjun was still very satisfied with Wang Zijun's attitude, but what he didn't expect was that Wang Zijun came to him and actually wanted to talk to him about the printing house. Unexpectedly, he put the kettle on the table, and his eyes stared at Wang Zijun even more tightly and said: "County Magistrate Wang can enter the corner so quickly, it's not bad, in the end, he was selected, and his quality is quite good." ”

"County Magistrate Liu, I haven't thanked you for the matter of the printing house, it is said that I am responsible for this industry, you don't say a word, you take all the responsibility for me, I really feel like you in my heart." As Wang Zijun spoke, he put a high hat on Liu Chengjun.

As for the responsibility for the printing house incident, no matter how much responsibility is pursued, it cannot be discussed on the head of Wang Zijun. If the leaders have to be held accountable, then Liu Chengjun, as the leader of the county government, will be unable to escape the blame. But Wang Zijun's words still made Liu Chengjun feel very comfortable and useful. As a squad leader, who doesn't want his subordinates to say that he has the courage to take responsibility?

"County Magistrate Wang, as the squad leader of the political fǔ, we have both division of labor and cooperation, and I will not shirk if something goes wrong. It's not my ìng grid. You just know it in your heart, we can get together to set up a team and put our guys on hold, it's not easy, just work together to do a good job. Liu Chengjun tapped the table lightly with three fingers and said with a smile.

The atmosphere of the conversation between the two was much better. Wang Zijun and Liu Chengjun talked a few more words, and handed over the research plan they had written to Liu Chengjun and said: "County Magistrate Liu, I have conducted a survey in the printing house in the past two days and written a research report. ”

Liu Chengjun took the report and only glanced at it a few times at first, but when he turned to the back and saw that Wang Zijun proposed to restructure the printing house, his face became much more dignified. The hand that turned the paper was much slower.

"County Magistrate Wang, your plan is good, but this needs money, you know the financial situation of our county, I don't even have a big head on how to pay salaries to the cadres and workers of the county during the New Year, as for loans, since last year, our county's banks are not ready to lend to the printing house to support." Liu Chengjun gently put the plan on the table and said with a long sigh.

In Liu Chengjun's opinion, as long as he splashes this basin of cold water, this young man will become depressed, what's the use of having empty ambitions? You haven't soaked in the blood water of practice for a few times, and you have rolled a few times. When you hit your head and blood in real life, you will understand that your ambition of racking your brains to design several pages is simply on paper, and it will automatically disappear in the bud

However, when he looked at Wang Zijun with a steady victory, he found that this young man was not frightened by his words at all, and his eyes that had been staring at him seemed to be even more brilliant than just now.

"County Magistrate Liu, what you said is right, money is a big problem, whether it is resuming production or restructuring, no money is not good, therefore, I am ready to collect the external arrears of the printing house." Wang Zijun calmly took a sip of water and said lightly.

"You...... What did you say? Do you want to recoup your debts? County Magistrate Wang, County Magistrate Wang, do you know where the enterprises that owe money to the printing house are? Liu Chengjun lit a cigarette and said to Wang Zijun in a deep voice.

"I know, isn't it the Red Luo Ūn Distillery, I heard that the efficiency of this enterprise is very good, and if you want to repay the debts of the printing house, it is simply a thousand cows, and you don't have to work hard." Of course, Wang Zijun understood what Liu Chengjun meant, but he pretended to be confused and deliberately said nonchalantly.

Liu Chengjun said in his heart, of course I know that the benefits of this Hongluo Ūn distillery are good, and I also know that they are very rich in the factory, but can I just know this? Get the money back from other people's pockets, it is estimated that you can't do it without two brushes, those guys are all from the second uncle, and all of them have eyes that have grown to the sky, where do you care about you as a deputy county magistrate?

I had the heart to explain this to Wang Zijun, but looking at Wang Zijun's confident face, I suddenly remembered the little thing about Wang Zijun and Zhang Shengli that was circulating in the county party committee compound, and an idea suddenly surged in my heart, it is better to take the opportunity to knock on this guy who doesn't know the depths.

"Well, your plan is good, but the money from the Red Luo Ūn Distillery is not so easy to get, you have to pay attention to the working methods." Liu Chengjun pondered for a moment and nodded lightly.

Listening to Liu Chengjun's statement, Wang Zijun couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this county magistrate Liu is really not an ordinary person, his words are not leaky, and he can be regarded as advancing, retreating, and defending. If your prince asks for the money back, it will be inseparable from the strong support of my county magistrate Liu; If you don't want to come back, it's your Wang County Magistrate's fault, as the number one, didn't I already remind you at the beginning, pay attention to the working methods. Why don't you use snacks?

Although he was full of slander at County Magistrate Liu's attitude in his heart, Wang Zijun did not show any expression on his face, but said with a smile: "I must follow County Magistrate Liu's instructions, communicate more with Hongluo Ūn Distillery, and strive to get this money back." ”

Liu Chengjun nodded with a smile, picked up the hot tea and took a sip gently.

Liu Chengjun didn't speak, and Wang Zijun also understood what the county magistrate meant, there was a tea culture of serving tea to guests in ancient times, and now, the county magistrate also gave himself this hand.

"County Magistrate Liu, if you don't have other instructions, I won't bother you." Wang Zijun stood up from his chair and said with a smile. Well, County Magistrate Wang, come to me to sit and sit if you have nothing to do, the lights are not picked up, the words are not clear, let's have a good job, it is also beneficial to the work. If you are not used to eating in the guest house, go to my house and I will ask your sister-in-law to cook you something to your liking. Liu Chengjun stood up, and his tone of voice was a little enthusiastic.

In the face of the olive branch stretched out by the county magistrate, Wang Zijun will naturally not be stupid to shirk, although he has a backstage and does not have to rely on Liu Chengjun for anything, but Wang Zijun's life experience in his previous life for decades told him that it is not possible to solve everything with a backstage, and if he wants to go further, he must use all the power that can be borrowed to blindly make enemies, which is really unwise.

"County Magistrate Liu, then I'm welcome. To tell the truth, there are greedy worms crawling in my stomach these days, if I am used to eating my sister-in-law's cooking, I will eat white food at home if I have nothing to do, County Magistrate Liu should not be upset. ”

"Hahaha, I can still afford to have a meal." When Liu Chengjun heard Wang Zijun say this, he immediately burst out laughing, and he himself walked out of the table like a brother and sent Wang Zijun out of his office.

Looking at Wang Zijun, who was gradually walking away, Liu Chengjun sat back on his desk, gently flipped the plan on the table, and said to himself: "Young people, it's good to suffer a little setback" While speaking, he threw the research report into the ōu drawer of his desk.