Chapter 172 Notice of Bankruptcy of the Match Factory

Xiao Zhao immediately closed his mouth, listening to Chen Zhen's sharp scolding, he lost his temper, his eyes secretly skimmed Chen Zhen's face, and then picked up the payment slip in his hand and walked outside.

"Stop!"

Chen Zhen shouted sharply.

It's over!

Didn't he hit the muzzle of the gun, Xiao Zhao's heart was pounding, and he was uneasy.

"Put down the payment bill, since you are going to leave in the afternoon, you must be packing up at home now, you don't have to go over to run in vain, now it's time to eat, hurry up and eat!"

Chen Zhen's tone softened a lot, which also made the other party immediately breathe a sigh of relief, hurriedly put down the payment slip, nodded fiercely, and then withdrew with a smile.

Chen Zhen lit a cigarette and looked at the willow leaves outside the window, the blue color of the sky was mixed with a few white clouds, in his previous life, it was indeed because Hou Hongwen went to the Ministry of Industry, and when he came back, he directly announced the documents in the ministry, and all the personnel were laid off.

As for the endowment insurance, you can choose to give it up directly, or you can choose to pay the corresponding money according to the length of service to pay the insurance until you retire, and you can still receive the insurance at that time.

But this money also has to be three or four thousand yuan, at this time everyone basically no one has this money, can only eat a dog gnaw mud, all laid off to go out to find a job again, because everyone can't react at all, the original hands of those handicraft work and the current market is not proficient, naturally many people have lived a life of borrowing money.

The Pingjiang Match Factory, which was originally high, collapsed like this, who would have thought that the people in the factory could not accept this fact, and the arrogance in their hearts could not fall for a while, and the original century-old brilliant factory collapsed like this!

Chen Zhen understands that this matter can't just stop, since he has relived his life, he must not watch this match factory fall like this, and he must make the match factory stand out in this laid-off boom, complete technological transformation, and expand investment!

Thinking of this, Chen Zhen didn't notice that the cigarette butt had burned to the cotton and slowly extinguished itself, Chen Zhen poked a few times directly in the ashtray, and immediately got up and put the Zhongshan suit on his body and walked out.

People on the road in the factory are talking a lot, and there are many fewer people who are serious about their work.

"Wait, Director Hou's trip is more auspicious, usually the most is to see the leaders in the city and province, this time I went directly to the capital, there must be something big happening, let's find the way quickly!"

"Yes, the Ministry of Industry in Beijing seems to manage all these industrial state-owned enterprises, and our life and death are in their hands, but there is no chance at all, let's ......"

"Hey, hey, don't work, what else are you doing, the factory is gone, and you're left with a stunned young old scalper working here, if you have this energy, it's better to pick up a few more bottles and go out to sell rags, and then you can earn a few steamed buns!"

……

A group of people were talking at the door of the second workshop, smoking and joking, which was completely invisible during the previous working hours, but now it is different from the past, and the early world is cold.

"You guys, what are you doing, hurry back to work, I usually turn a blind eye to my nonsense during working hours, and now it's even more outrageous, just sit at the door and chat!"

At this time, the director of the second workshop came over, directly pointed at these chattering people and shouted loudly, and everyone was no longer afraid of the past, but got up lazily: "Director, don't rush us, this factory is gone, it's still dry, go home and bake sweet potatoes!" ”

"Work, don't want today's working hours?"

The director shouted angrily, as soon as he said that the working hours were not as arrogant as before, even if he knew that the factory was about to close down, but it was better to calculate more working hours, in case the ministry would solve the salary matter when the time came!

Chen Zhen walked over from the side at this time, and the director of the second workshop also walked over with an expressionless face.

"Did you hear about it?"

"En, I just heard that I'm going to look for the waiting factory to see the situation now, but it's really not okay, I'll go to the capital with him!"

"Okay, if you need help, remember to tell me!"

……

The two chatted a few words, and Chen Zhen looked at each other with sincere eyes and then said: "You go to my new home, let my daughter-in-law bring the previous pile of documents, and come to the waiting factory as soon as possible, Zhang Baixue knows what I said, I'll wait for you!" ”

Although the director of the second workshop was younger than Chen Zhen, he hoped to keep the factory, so he nodded violently and walked towards Building 16 from the back door.

"Oooo

After a knock on the door, Hou Hongwen's voice came from inside, and Chen Zhen did not hesitate, and directly pushed the door in.

Hou Hongwen had one or two shirts on his bed, as well as water bottles and towels, all of which were placed in a black shoulder bag.

After Chen Zhen came in, only Hou Hongwen was at home alone, Hou Hongwen didn't raise his head, he was still busy on the side, raised his hand to wipe his sweat and said: "It's a bit messy at home, you can find a place to sit down first, you must have heard about it, it's what they said, I tried my best!" ”

After Hou Hongwen finished speaking, a breath surged up in his heart, and the clothes he was holding in his hand fell directly on the bed, making a dull sound.

Chen Zhen hadn't seen Hou Hongwen break down emotionally, and said in a calm voice: "Maybe there is still hope for the match factory!" ”

"What hope can there be, the leaders of the city called me the day before yesterday and communicated with me in advance, and the ministry came out with a list of bankrupt and reorganized industrial state-owned enterprises, and Pingjiang Match Factory was on the list of bankrupts."

"I immediately contacted the people in the province in the hope of being able to maneuver, but the people received the same death order, there is no way, I will go to the capital tonight, and I will go to the meeting of the ministry early tomorrow morning."

……

Hou Hongwen sat on the bed with his buttocks, and there was both anger and powerlessness in his words, like a child, this nearly sixty-year-old man was ...... at this time

"Director Hou, I mean maybe there is really hope for the match factory!"

Chen Zhen said it emphatically again, and Hou Hongwen didn't seem to realize it, but continued: "No, it's really not ......."

Well?

What do you mean!

Hou Hongwen immediately raised his eyes and looked at Chen Zhen with hope: "Ah, what are you talking about, do you have a way to solve this matter?" ”

Chen Zhen hadn't said anything at this time, and a shout from the director of the second workshop came.

"Section Chief Chen, Director Waiting!"

The panting shouts followed, and the director of the second workshop took a few breaths with a stack of documents in his hand, stood at home and said, "Hou...... Waiting for the factory director, our Pingjiang Match Factory ...... There is salvation! ”