Zhuang Jianye looked at Qin Hongjun, who was lying on the table crying without saying a word, and his face was about to turn into a bun. Was he asked by the department leader to do ideological work?
"I said, Lao Qin, it's nothing but don't go through the trouble. It's for the old man. We bleed, sweat but not shed tears"
"A man won't shed tears easily, but he hasn't reached the sad point yet!"
As soon as Zhuang Jianye opened his mouth to persuade, Qin Hongjun said a few words that made him speechless and speechless, but he still pinched his nose and said, "Then crying won't solve the problem."
¡°But I can vent my frustration, Xiaozhuang, I¡¯m not afraid of your jokes, that¡¯s why I¡¯m like this in front of you. If it were someone else, wouldn¡¯t I be the same Wuwuwu"
Zhuang Jianye had goosebumps all over his body when he heard this. He couldn't help but heard that these words were too touching. If things continued to develop, he would have to decide whether Ning Xiaohui would be able to let him into the house when he returned home. In desperation, Zhuang Jianye finally got angry and directly picked up Qin Hongjun from the table and shouted loudly: "Old Qin, just say it if you have something to say, and let it go as soon as possible. As long as you can hold it in without crying, I promise you!"
"Haha, I know you, the director of Zhuangda Factory, are loyal!"
Before Zhuang Jianye finished speaking, Qin Hongjun jumped up from the wine table without Zhuang Jianye carrying him, with tears still hanging on his face, but he was smiling extremely happily.
When Zhuang Jianye saw this, he used his hand to tap his forehead. Defend against the sky and the ground, but he still couldn't defend against Qin Hongjun, a shameless son of a high-ranking official, the grandfather who caused trouble in Xinhai, the father who fought against the Japanese during the Long March, and a hero of two generations. How could a character create such a thing?
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Zhuang Jianye is not the only one making similar remarks. In a guest house not far from the old Beijing braised pork restaurant where Qin Hongjun and Zhuang Jianye ate, a middle-aged man in his forties was talking to the young technician next to him who had just been assigned to the unit. His childhood memories with Qin Hongjun.
"Don't look at Director Qin who is always carrying it all day long, and he looks like he won't let anyone in. If he loses his face and starts acting rogue, not many people in the whole compound can handle it.
Uncle Wang, who was looking after the gate of our compound, was almost driven crazy by Qin Hongjun. He had no choice but to take out the poor radio and let this guy modify it, so he didn't chase after Uncle Wang. Ask him why he has two grandma Wang! "
The young technician didn¡¯t react for a while, so he put the tea into his mouth and took a sip. The next moment, all the water he drank spurted out with a ¡°pop~~¡± sound.
¡°Obviously, he has figured out what is going on with the two grandma Wangs.
But if you want to understand, it's okay to be so rude in front of the leader. The key point is that the water sprayed out also wet the bed next to it. This made the young technician who had just started working very uneasy. He quickly took out his handkerchief and started talking. Wiping the bed, he explained awkwardly: "Director Zhou, I"
"Don't make such a fuss. After hearing all the feats this little boy of mine has done, let alone spitting saliva, even spitting food is not an exaggeration."
Director Zhou waved his hand nonchalantly, and then the smile he just showed slowly froze: "Besides, it's still a matter of debate whether we can continue to live here today. If Director Qin can't persuade the factory director named Zhuang Jianye, we will just I can go home tonight if I can."
The young technician who was wiping the bed suddenly stiffened after hearing these words. He raised his head and looked at Director Zhou who took out a cigarette and lit it himself. He said with relief: "With Director Qin's status and ability, a nameless person can't be seen." He¡¯s just a legendary factory director, so he should be fine!¡±
"Still unknown?" Director Zhou took a puff of his cigarette and was amused by his little technician: "Xiao Hu, do you know what Tengfei Factory does now?"
Xiao Hu shook his head blankly: ¡°I¡¯ve never heard of it!¡±
¡°Let me tell you something, you saved three months¡¯ salary to buy a bladeless fan, right?¡± Director Zhou asked.
Xiao Hu nodded: "It's still a big sale in a state-owned store. Even so, it still costs 88 yuan. Hey~~ Director Zhou, the bladeless fan I bought was produced by Tengfei Factory, right? No I don't think the place of production is either." Southwest, but the factories along the southeast coast.¡±
"Tengfei Factory still makes fans? They make special motors. Even though there are more than a dozen brands of bladeless fans, 99% of them use Tengfei Factory motors. In other words, no matter which factory produces them, For bladeless fans, it all depends on the attitude of Tengfei Factory, otherwise no matter how beautiful the bladeless fan is, it won¡¯t be able to spin!¡±
"Ah~~" Xiao Hu opened his eyes in surprise when he heard this, and looked at Director Zhou who was smoking slowly: "This is not a monopoly in political economics!"
"That's right, it's a monopoly!" Director Zhou answered without hesitation. He immediately put out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray on the coffee table and continued: "They still have a monopoly."Not only that, the gas turbines used in dentistry in domestic hospitals and the ventilators used in emergency departments will soon be fully covered by Ascendas Factory. "
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Hu was so shocked that he could not utter a word. In his cognitive scope, similar situations could only exist in capitalist countries, but he did not expect that there are such companies in China, such as medical equipment. He didn't understand this, but bladeless fans were something that could be seen and touched. If every fan used a motor from Tengfei Factory, wouldn't this factory be making money every day?
No wonder the director of his family has a life-and-death relationship with this factory. If he embraces it, it will be a golden thigh.
As a result, Xiao Hu was still daydreaming. Director Zhou's next words completely confused this young man who had just entered the society: "The key is that these businesses are just side businesses of Tengfei Factory. , in other words, it is not their main business at all.
As for what their real main business is, I only learned from Director Qin that Tengfei Factory also makes drones, but I didn¡¯t find out what type of drones they make. I only heard that most of them are used for export.
But one thing is certain. They are now vigorously promoting the production of gas turbine power units and have achieved certain results. It must be one of their main businesses. "
After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes to look at Xiao Hu who was already stunned: "Do you think a factory like this is still unknown?"
"This" Xiao Hu shook his head, then nodded, then shook his head again, and finally said incomprehensibly: "With such a great achievement, it is reasonable to say that it is enough to be a model, why haven't you heard of it?"
"Typical? Do you think which typical model in China can live longer? Director Bu and Director Ma rise to fame and fall faster. From my perspective, Director Zhuang of Tengfei Factory is much smarter than those two, muffled voice Making a fortune is better than anything else. Besides, you all know that there is a monopoly. Don¡¯t the factory directors of other factories know that? It is much better to hide one¡¯s capabilities and bide one¡¯s time than to shoot for the first time!"
After saying that, he took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it dully, and sighed: "I just don't know if Director Qin can do it, otherwise our institute's miserable life will end"
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