Chapter 122: The Match Factory Is Going Close?

There is also a lottery in the middle, and if you are lucky, you don't have to buy food for three months in the New Year, and the factory is all inclusive.

Chen Zhen and Zhang Baixue also steamed the lean meat they made a few days ago, and simply ate a bite of dinner with steamed rice soup, and then went to the direction of the party with cotton clothes and scarves.

The scale of this party is much larger than before, the stage is a lot longer, and the rented sound and lighting are even more advanced, I heard that the equipment was made from the film factory Wang Guotao.

Before the start of the party, it was a common practice, Hou Hongwen's summary of the whole factory this year, as well as the outlook of some leaders for the new year, Hou Hongwen sat in the middle, compared to the next few deputy factory directors with a relaxed smile on their faces, much more serious, but everyone was also immersed in the New Year.

"Hou Hongwen's expression looks a little wrong!"

Chen Zhen frowned, let out a hot breath and said, Zhang Baixue subconsciously looked over and didn't take it to heart: "No, isn't he usually like that?" Come on, come and sit down, there will be no place when it's late! ”

The reason for the venue is that it can't fit everyone, and there are only about a hundred or so seats.

"In terms of logistics, we have carried out overall planning for the economic situation in the factory, and strive to feed and clothe everyone and eat well!"

"The environment of the workshop should be greatly improved to provide a good working space for everyone......"

“…… Ten percent of the proceeds are used to distribute welfare ......"

……

Several deputy directors summarized some of the work they were in charge of last year, and promised to go to a higher level for the next year's work.

There were smiles on their faces, and then the wired microphone was handed to Hou Hongwen, who didn't react at the first time, and looked at the front with a somewhat empty look.

Song Tianying smiled awkwardly and patted Hou Hongwen under the table, Hou Hongwen reacted at this time, and his expression immediately put on a smile.

The words mentioned above are still the content of some manuscripts, nothing more than summary and hope, and after Hou Hongwen put down the manuscript, he still did not stop talking: "The above are some of our speeches before the Chinese New Year, in addition, I hope that you can learn more technical things in the factory, or you can find some side jobs after work, so as to improve the living standards of each family, don't feel that the greenhouse in the factory will go with the flow, no!" ”、

Yes?

Boost technology? Looking for a side hustle?

This Hou Hongwen has something to say, and this is not from the manuscript!

Although everyone was allowed to have a side hustle before, this practice was not placed on the rules and regulations, so what's wrong with it today?

Song Tianying was slightly stunned for a moment, and looked at Hou Hongwen with some puzzlement, Hou Hongwen suddenly realized that he had something to say too much at this time, and then adjusted his mood, paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Okay, I wish you all a happy New Year and a happy New Year in advance, and then start to enjoy the annual party of our match factory!" ”

Immediately, the people below clapped their hands and applauded, and everyone shouted one after another, and they were still very popular in this winter.

Hou Hongwen walked down with steps, and Song Tianying hurriedly chased after him, and wanted to say something but was directly stopped by Hou Hongwen: "It's okay, you do it first and accompany everyone to see the party, I'll go to the toilet!" ”

Song Tianying couldn't resist the other party, so she could only watch Hou Hongwen's back disappear from view.

The lights of the party were very gorgeous, and the people below applauded, and when the first show came out, all the people present became popular, and Hou Hongwen made a creaking sound when he stepped on the snow, and went back to the office directly.

"Hey!"

Hou Hongwen sighed and lit a cigarette, the noisy sound of the party outside seemed to be a little noisy during the Chinese New Year, and a puff of cigarette slowly spit out.

opened the cabinet, two documents were placed in the drawer, Hou Hongwen took them out, they were all red-headed documents, Hou Hongwen frowned and stared at the documents.

"Decision on Personnel Transfer of Qingshan Pingjiang Match Factory"

Hou Hongwen has also worked in Pingjiang Match Factory for a few years, although there is no great merit in the past few years, but there is no mistake in the past, this year is a year with a high probability of his position change, and he will be able to work for a few more years, if he can't go up......

Hou Hongwen continued to serve as the party secretary and director of the Pingjiang County Match Factory.

This sentence directly extinguished Hou Hongwen's thoughts, he is already fifty-eight years old, and if he continues to serve as the factory director, he has already decided that he will continue to work in this position until retirement.

A soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, and Hou Hongwen naturally understands this.

But Hou Hongwen is also downplayed, he is so old, how big an official is big, there is nothing to regret, it is good for people to live a little easier in this life.

The second document had been issued a week earlier, and Hou Hongwen had read it countless times, and every time he read it, he ......

"Oooo

There was a knock on the door, interrupting Hou Hongwen's thoughts.

Hou Hongwen subconsciously pressed the two anthologies on top of the document and motioned to come in.

The person who came was Chen Zhen, and after Chen Zhen came in, he rubbed his hands and smiled: "Director Hou, have a good New Year." ”

Hou Hongwen symbolically replied: "Haha, happy New Year, why don't you come here to watch the performance below, what's the matter, this year's party is not good?" ”

"Where can it be, this year's welfare is the best in so many years, there are prawns on the beach, many people applaud, as for the party, it is even grander, and it is too lively below!"

Chen Zhen described the pomp of the New Year with a smile, and subconsciously looked at Hou Hongwen's expression.

Hou Hongwen is worthy of being an old man, he didn't show any emotion, but his face was kind, there was no problem!

"Then what are you doing here?"

Chen Zhen didn't go around the bend anymore: "Director Hou, I didn't watch you alone or watch the performance, I came to talk to you or something, what's wrong, is something wrong!" ”

Chen Zhen's words became serious, Hou Hongwen was slightly surprised, but he was very bland, and silently finished the last puff of cigarette: "Hehe, it's not a big deal, you can see for yourself!" ”

Immediately, Hou Hongwen took away the anthology, and the two documents were displayed in front of Chen Zhen.

"Waiting for the factory director, we can't be happy if you can continue to be our factory director, as for the official, sometimes it's ......"

Before Chen Zhen's words were finished, Hou Hongwen directly interrupted: "Look at the next one!" ”

The voice was heavy and deep, very magnetic, and Chen Zhen's premonition was a little bad in an instant!

The title of the document directly made Chen Zhen unable to sit still in an instant!

Notice on the Bankruptcy and Bankruptcy of the Match Factory in Binh Giang County, Thanh Son City, Dongshan Province