Deputy Director Zhang returned to the office.

When he returned to the office, he deliberately called Director Wen to his office.

After Director Wen entered the house, Deputy Director Zhang closed the door.

"Shi Ru, you say, Bai Zhan, that kid, can you feel the sincerity of our factory this time?" Deputy Director Zhang stared at Director Wen, hoping to get a positive answer from his mouth.

"Well, who can say for sure." Director Wen shook his head, "Bai Zhan, this kid is equivalent to Zhuge Kongming in the clothing industry of Xishan Province, you are the reincarnation of the emperor's uncle, and you have to look at the thatched house twice, right?" Besides, we hurt that kid enough before......"

"I don't have any malice, I do this for our factory! Bai Zhan is a cadre anyway, isn't this consciousness yet? Deputy Director Zhang was a little annoyed when he heard that his hard work during the day might be completely useless.

"Stop, Lao Zhang, what are you doing this for, everyone knows it, now that the door is closed, you don't need to flaunt these things to yourself!" Director Wen raised his hand and blocked Deputy Director Zhang's words.

He shook his head and sighed: "Perhaps, I am the only one who wants to save the factory......"

"Wen Shiru, you are ......" Deputy Director Zhang was scarred by Director Wen, and his face was a little unbearable, "Haven't I adjusted it now?" If you have a good relationship with Comrade Bai Zhan, don't you also hope that our factory will get better in the future? Don't you always ......"

Director Wen shook his head and did not speak again.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled down.

After a while, Director Wen waved his hand, got up and walked to the door.

When he arrived at the door, he turned his head and looked at Deputy Factory Director Zhang: "I, Wen Shiru, although there are some things that I have done wrong, but I am guarding this post, and the only hope is that I can keep this factory!" I hope that by the time I retire, the state-owned garment factory will not be lost in the hands of my Wen Shiru! ”

He turned and walked out.

Leaving Deputy Director Zhang, he was in the office for a long time.

In the evening, after work.

In the summer evening, when it's time to get off work, the streets are still brightly lit.

When I entered the community, there were people coming and going, and many people were outdoors.

Grocery shopping, homecoming, walking, and bustling people are all outdoors.

When Deputy Director Zhang passed by a gazebo, there were two elderly people playing chess in the pavilion.

Next to it is a radio with a wooden shell, and Peking Opera is playing inside.

Deputy Director Zhang sat down next to the two old men and glanced at the chess game: "Old Sun, this chess, I'm afraid you're going to lose!" ”

"I lose? Not necessarily! The old man surnamed Sun was not angry, he touched a "car" and slapped it forward, "I'll change it with you!" ”

The old man on the opposite side unhurriedly pulled his horse back and said happily: "It's okay if Lao Sun loses the chess game, he's an old guy, but the biggest winner among us!" ”

"What do you mean by that?" Deputy Director Zhang's heart moved.

"The plastic factory where Lao Sun is located was bought by a Taiwanese plastic factory, and this old guy has changed from a cadre of a state-owned enterprise to a shareholder of a capitalist!" The old man shook his head and sighed, "Alas, we are still eating the state's pension, and people are eating the dividends of the capitalists!" That money is enough for us to retire for 500 years! ”

"Exaggerated, exaggerated, not so much." The old man surnamed Sun smiled, obviously in a very good mood, "Lao Zhang, don't you listen to Lao Ma's nonsense...... Besides, aren't your garment factories also in contact with Hong Kong businessmen? ”

"Our factory, there is not a single word." Deputy Director Zhang shook his head, and asked tentatively, "Lao Sun, let's have a relationship, you can reveal how much money you can make as a shareholder?" ”

"I didn't calculate it, but if I sell all my shares, I shouldn't have a problem buying two villas in the city." Old Man Sun was still smiling, and said these words lightly.

“……”

Deputy Director Zhang didn't know how he got home.

All he remembers was that night, he was alone in the restaurant and drank all night.

His wife asked him what was wrong, and he didn't say a word.

He only felt that there was a fire burning in his heart.

Lao Sun, in their factory, is just a director!

And I, Zhang Dexun, am the deputy director of the factory!

He can earn two villas, if it were me, how much should I earn?

Bai Zhan...... What is Bai Zhan!

This factory must find a way to complete the joint-stock system!

I must complete the shareholding reform before I retire!

Who, can't stop it!

He took out his mobile phone and called up the phone number of Mr. Su of Su's clothing.

Just about to dial, he hesitated again, but changed it to Zhuo Yifan's phone and dialed it.

"Mr. Zhuo, I am the deputy director of the state-owned garment factory, Zhang Dexun, I ......"

"Okay, Mr. Zhang, I just have something I want to ask you." On the other end of the phone, the corners of Zhuo Yifan's mouth gradually curled.

……

A new day.

Liu Dongmei was busy in front of her sewing machine.

In the past few days, she has not had any conflicts with other people in the workshop - there are enough raw materials, and she is busy working every day, so naturally she has no effort to argue with people.

Although there have been conflicts with many people in the workshop before, this does not mean that Liu Dongmei is not satisfied with her current situation - the commission for the work in the seventeenth workshop is twice as high as the commission given in the factory before, which means that people who are quick with their hands and feet can make a lot of money.

And she, Liu Dongmei, is one of the most nimble female workers in the entire workshop, not to mention that the team leader has additional subsidies.

According to the current rules in the workshop, her current income is not much lower than that of the previous workshop director, although she is not doing the work of the workshop director, but her income is no worse than that of the workshop director - this is okay.

Liu Dongmei quickly put the pants in her hand with her hands and feet, and then quickly cut the thread short, and threw the finished pants into the frame next to her, while her left hand had already picked up the raw materials for the next pair of pants.

As soon as she aimed the raw materials at the sewing machine and was about to step on the car, she heard someone shouting at the door of the workshop: "Liu Dongmei, someone is looking for it!" ”

"Who, didn't you see that I was busy ......" Liu Dongmei muttered dissatisfiedly, but still got up and walked to the door.

At first glance, outside the door was a long-legged girl with a cold face, Liu Dongmei recognized her: she was a girl from the factory, and there was also a word "winter" in her name, called Dong Xiaoyi.

"What are you looking for me?" Liu Dongmei has no good impression of the people in the factory.

"Liu Dongmei, right? Deputy Director Zhang is looking for you, come with me. After Dong Xiaoyi finished speaking, he turned around and walked in the direction of the factory office building.

Deputy Director Zhang, looking for me?

Liu Dongmei's heart tightened.

Seeing that Dong Xiaoyi had already gone away, Liu Dongmei didn't think much about it, she pulled off her sleeve and handed it to a female worker: "Put me in the car." ”

Then, she trotted two steps and followed Dong Xiaoyi towards the factory office.

She was nervous.