Chapter 2: Power is like medicine

Fang Yue took over his father's class in 1985. He worked as a worker in the third workshop of Qinghua Factory, and began an ordinary life of marrying a wife and having children and making money to support his family. Now nearly 30 years old, he has a virtuous wife, an eight-year-old lovely son who has just entered the second grade of primary school, although the efficiency of the factory is not as good as day by day, but he can pay a salary every two or three months, and can barely make ends meet.

Recently, the news that the Qinghua plant is going bankrupt has been spreading, and not long ago the city's liquidation team finally entered the factory, and almost all the major workshops stopped production. Since the news came out at the beginning of the year, they have made trouble, quarreled, cried, and petitioned, but they have not seen a glimmer of hope to keep the factory.

Today, all employees were suddenly notified to hold a meeting in the auditorium, and everyone was not allowed to be absent. So at eight o'clock in the morning, when Fang Yue walked into this auditorium that could accommodate two or three thousand people, the dense crowd of human heads almost dazzled his eyes. Fang Yue was startled, he thought there weren't a few people coming. In the past, when meetings were held, the noise from the auditorium could be heard from a distance of 100 meters, as if dozens of bombers were whistling past their ears, and today they are still the same people gathered here, but the depression in the air can make the bombers unable to take off.

How long has it been since this auditorium has not been used again? Fang Yue almost forgot when the leader spoke on the rostrum. The cascading and stirring harsh echoes. He stood in the corner, listening to the whispered discussions of a few colleagues around him, and a deep anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"Do you know why you're having a meeting today?"

"I heard that this quarter's salary is going to be settled."

"Pull it!"

"Who fooled you, and still paid a salary? The factory is not collapsed, I would rather not have this three months' salary. ”

"Well, that's right, I hope it's good news."

This kind of discussion was everywhere in the auditorium of 2,000 people, and the evil thing was that except for the crowd around you, you could only faintly hear a low humming sound five paces away, which seemed to be there and seemed to be nothing, as if there was an auditory hallucination, first panic, then beating hard, and then breathless.

Fang Yue only learned today that it was so terrifying to put the heaviness of two thousand people together!

Xia Zhizhong, deputy director of the factory, the chairman of the labor union and the heads of several important departments appeared on the rostrum, and He Xiaobo, as the new head of the production planning section, also attended the rostrum.

These people, without exception, are all Yuan Dazhu's henchmen!

He Xiaobo is the one who betrayed Ji Zheng, a few years younger than Ji Zheng. The two entered the factory at the same time, both young and promising, and soon became friends, and they have been very close for so many years. But fate sometimes likes to joke, when the old factory director was in power, he appreciated Ji Zheng very much, and promoted him all the way to the throne of the deputy factory director, but he didn't want to see He Xiaobo, if it weren't for Ji Zheng's many times to intercede with the old factory director, let him be a small production team leader in the third workshop. He Xiaobo will most likely have to work as a worker for another 10 years.

After the old factory director retired, Yuan Dazhu took over, and Ji Zheng was squeezed out by Yuan Dazhu so much that he barely kept the position of deputy factory director. He Xiaobo thought that after the change of leadership, he should have a bright future, but he didn't expect that because of his good relationship with Ji Zheng, Zhaoyuan Dazhu was jealous, not only was he not promoted, but even the chicken-like production team leader was also lost.

More than ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the young man who was in his prime and top gun has entered middle age, but he still has achieved nothing, and He Xiaobo's mentality has already changed. Every time Ji Zheng was promoted, a sharp thorn was buried in his heart, piercing his heart day and night. But every time he celebrated, as a good friend, he had to attend, with a smile on his face and blood in his heart.

The gentleman regards the happiness of his friends as his own happiness, and the villain regards the happiness of his friends as his own pain, so when the opportunity suddenly came, He Xiaobo chose to betray without hesitation. …,

On the battlefield of future and friendship, Ji Zheng lost in a mess!

He Xiaobo got his wish and was appreciated by Yuan Dazhu. Within a few days, he became the head of the production planning section, and he walked from a worker to the section chief, a step he walked for 17 years.

The director of the office took the microphone and said: "Everyone be quiet, be quiet, each workshop will report the list later, and the factory that does not come will be dealt with strictly." Okay, let's start the meeting now, Director Yuan has important matters, and today's meeting will be presided over by Director Xia. Next, welcome Director Xia to speak! ”

Xia Zhizhong frowned, today's evil thing, Deputy Director Wang, who was closest to Yuan Dazhu, was unwilling to do it, and went to attend the signing ceremony, but he didn't want to do it, so he had to take on this task. He thinks very clearly about the pros and cons, his relationship with Yuan Dazhu is not as close as Lao Wang, Qinghua Factory can't keep it, Yuan Dazhu can be promoted immediately after waiting for this matter, his own future is all on him, if he doesn't have some dead power, how can he keep his glory and wealth?

He Xiaobo sat on the rostrum for the first time, looking down at the black pressure under the stage, nervous as if he had seen a woman's body for the first time on the night of his wedding, his legs trembled slightly, and when he sat down, he calmed down and felt very proud. Ji Zheng, that fool, thought that a little trick could get rid of Yuan Dazhu, he was really a scholar, naïve and naïve! How about now. It's not a ruinous end, and the tired wife and children are not at peace. I heard that Su Rui's illness is not light, maybe I should take the time to take a look, Su Rui is much more beautiful than the yellow-faced woman at home......

A strange smile appeared on the corner of He Xiaobo's mouth, and the fire in his eyes was high. I usually don't think anything about it, but sitting here today, I experienced the pleasure of power for the first time, and I thought of Su Rui uncontrollably in my mind. Thinking of Su Rui's girl-like skin, her face more beautiful than a star, her dignified and charming eyes, her writhing waist and plump buttocks when she walked, she fantasized about her stripped naked and lying on the bed, her eyes were like silk, her red lips were half-closed, and her lower body reacted in front of the two thousand workers in the auditorium.

Power is undoubtedly the best medicine!

Xia Zhizhong coughed, tapped the microphone with his fingers, and after making a banging sound, he said in a deep voice: "Comrades, Qinghua Plant has gone through decades of ups and downs since its establishment, and has experienced many setbacks and even tribulations. It can be said that without your parents and you, there would be no Qinghua Plant today. But the times have come to this point, development and reform is the primary task at the moment, although I am very sad, but I have to say that the current situation of Qinghua Plant hinders the pace of development and reform in Qingzhou, this point, we must obey the overall situation..."

The audience was in an uproar, and there was a sound of discussion, and He Xiaobo sneered in his heart. You are all people who are going to be abandoned, and the grasshoppers after the autumn will not be able to jump for a few days. Xia Zhizhong maintained a stern expression on his face, and said: "But what I also want to say is that Qingzhou wants to develop and the economy must be reformed, no matter whether the Qinghua Plant is bankrupt or not, it cannot be premised on sacrificing the interests of our ordinary workers!" ”

The workers calmed down and listened carefully to Xia Zhizhong's speech, and their haggard eyes fully expressed their inner longing and prayer. Xia Zhizhong talked about the present from history, imagined the future from the present, talked about policies, talked about the overall situation, and talked about the possible compensation plan for about two and a half hours before it ended. Then the chairman of the union began to speak, and it was nothing more than the same old thing as to repeat it over and over again, and by the time he finished speaking, it was already noon.

At the same time, in the Peony Hall of Minghua Hotel, Vice Mayor Liu Sheng announced the bankruptcy of Qinghua Plant.

The chief of staff looked a little irritated and shouted, "Quiet, keep quiet." Let's hold on for a while and study a few of the city's texts on the reform of state-owned enterprises. Section Chief He, please take everyone to learn. ”…,

He Xiaobo coughed like Xia Zhizhong, cleared his throat, took out a thick stack of papers, and prepared to start his first speech in his life. Xia Zhizhong took the microphone and interjected: "Comrades who have not eaten breakfast may be hungry, and I hope to learn the lesson of this hunger, eat well in the morning, eat enough in the middle, eat less in the evening, and eat more breakfast is beneficial to health." Just now, I discussed with Section Chief He and Section Chief Yang, and when the text is finished, the finance department will give everyone a double meal fee, so please be calm for a while. ”

He Xiaobo was interrupted for the first time, and his heart was crooked, have you discussed it with me? Discuss the ghost! However, their task today is to gather the workers in the factory and try their best to drag them down, so that no one will get the news and gather people to make trouble in the hotel, sabotage the contract, and affect the overall stability of Qingzhou.

When He Xiaobo was preparing to study Wen Jiàn. On the second floor of the hotel, there is a group of people in the peony hall who pushed the door in, and the one who walked in front was Xu Fuyan, secretary of the Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee, and there were men and women in the back dozen people, some wore suits and skirts, and some wore the uniforms of the procuratorate and the public security bureau.

Zhou Yuanting was stunned, strode over, and said with a smile: "Secretary Xu, you have been in Guanshan recently, and you haven't been in contact with the city several times, so I didn't have time to wait for you to come back to support this signing." But now the time is just right, everyone applauds, please make an important speech! After speaking, he took the lead in applauding, Zhou Yuanting was used to being domineering, even in public, he rarely gave Xu Fuyan face like this, today he obviously realized that something was wrong, and his posture immediately lowered, wanting to probe Xu Fuyan's tone.

Xu Fuyan smiled and swept around the hall, stretched out his hands and pressed down twice, and when the applause stopped, his face suddenly changed, and he pointed to the people behind him and introduced: "Mayor Zhou, these are comrades from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, the Supreme People's Procuratorate and the Public Security Department, Comrade Yuan Dazhu is suspected of economic crimes, and he should be isolated and reviewed, and I have expressed my support on behalf of the Municipal Party Committee!" ”

Zhou Yuanting's face stiffened, and he forced a smile: "I also make a statement, the city government resolutely supports the work of the comrades in the province. However, Comrade Yuan Dazhu has always been very good, and it is unlikely that he will make mistakes economically, and I hope that you will seriously investigate and not wronged good comrades. ”

The middle-aged man on Xu Fuyan's left smiled and said, "Mayor Zhou, please rest assured!" ”

The three young men walked in front of Yuan Dazhu, Yuan Dazhu glanced at Zhou Yuanting helplessly, saw him pursing his lips, his face was suddenly like paper, his whole body was weak, and he sat down on the chair.

(Alas, the plot has been adjusted to the next heavy dà, and it has been boiled until... I just finished writing, I tried my best, I'm sorry) ......,