Chapter 109 Chapter 109 1st update

Coming out of the conference room, Gu Yangbo smiled and shook hands with Jiao Yang, saying that he was thanking the Industry Department on behalf of the people of Lingjiang City. Although Lingjiang City had a stake in the factory, the Industry Department was able to give Lingjiang City a break and retain its people and equipment, for which Lingjiang City was still grateful.

Jiao Yang came from a state-owned factory, and her eloquence was no match for Gu Yangbo, who was trained at the grassroots level. In the end, she could only force a smile and hurriedly say goodbye.

Vice Governor Hong smiled and shook his head, nodding at Gu Yangbo: "You, you are so ungrateful after getting the advantage."

He said: "For the province, as long as the Embroidery Clothes Factory can continue to contribute to the economy of Southern Province and to the export and foreign exchange earnings of Southern Province, it doesn't matter where the factory is. Of course, I also understand the importance of this factory to Lingjiang and Jiangbei. I hope that the Lingjiang Embroidery Clothes Factory can continue its tradition and achieve greater success in the future."

Shen Moer smiled and said, “Yes, Vice Governor Hong, I promise to complete the task!”

After Gu Yangbo and Shen Moer left, Secretary Luo replaced a cup of hot tea for Vice Governor Hong who was sitting at his desk. Vice Governor Hong put down his reading glasses, sighed, and said, "It is not easy to cultivate a leading export-earning enterprise, but it is very easy to destroy it. Some people only care about their own interests, not the interests of the country and the people!"

Secretary Luo paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "You are the one who is in charge."

Vice Governor Hong shook his head: "I am old now. The future depends on you."

Looking at the sunset outside the window, the gray-haired old man was silent for a long time, and then murmured in a low voice: "Fortunately, everything is getting better. In the future, it will get better and better, right?"

On the other side, after saying goodbye to Gu Yangbo, Shen Moer took Xiao Liangliang and Shen Yinyin back from the security room, found a place to feed the children, and then took Xiao Liangliang, who was "going to the city" for the first time, back to Jiangbei County.

"Your job is not easy either. You worry about thousands of people, and even the children have to suffer with you." Shen Yinyin sighed.

Shen Moer touched her daughter's delicate little face and smiled: "Do your job well."

If at the beginning it was just to make her own life a little better, after so many years, when the factory became bigger and bigger and more and more workers came, Shen Moer did feel the pressure of the burden on her shoulders.

Today, she is no longer the same as when she first came to this world, when she only considered herself an "outsider" and watched everything in this world with cold eyes.

Now she has gradually integrated into this world. She has lovers, friends and relatives in this world, and has already become a part of this world imperceptibly.

She cares about the rise and fall, honor and disgrace of this land, and will do her utmost to defend the cause they have fought for for many years.

Fortunately, the haze has gradually dissipated, the sun will shine on this land, and everything will get better and better.

*

A week after Shen Moer returned to work at the Embroidery Factory, the factory relocation progressed like a rocket, and quickly progressed to the stages of removing signs, dismantling equipment, and transferring personnel files.

By the second week, the sign of "Lingjiang Embroidery Factory" had been hung outside the factory.

The workers coming in and out looked at the new sign, feeling a little curious and a little confused, but ultimately they all came to the conclusion: It doesn't matter what the name of this embroidery factory is, it's still this factory and these people.

So the last bit of uneasiness and worry disappeared, and I went to work happily.

The whole factory seems to have changed, but in fact, it seems that nothing has changed.

Jin Caifei felt something was not right, and then Mao Jianxin called.

A few years later, Mao Jianxin set foot on the land of Liuqiao Commune again. He felt mixed emotions. This was the place where his ideals started, and it was also the place where he failed. Of course, it will now be the place where he will make a comeback.

"Leader of the relocation team of the Second Embroidery Factory of Southern Province?" Zhang Ming handed the letter of introduction back with both hands, and smiled as he placed the teacup in front of Mao Jianxin and several staff members. "The comrades of the team, please wait a moment. Our Deputy Director Feng will be here soon."

Mao Jianxin raised his eyes and said, "Is your Director Shen not here?"

Zhang Ming smiled and said, "Director Shen is breastfeeding and has flexible working hours. She is definitely not here right now."

Mao Jianxin choked. As a superior, he wanted to give Shen Moer a warning, but he didn't expect Shen Moer to not show up at all. However, Mao Jianxin quickly comforted himself that Shen Moer was obviously afraid of him and didn't dare to stick her head out.

"It seems that your factory really doesn't pay enough attention to the relocation work. Fortunately, Deputy Director Jiao sent us to inspect the progress. With your work attitude, I don't think you can complete the relocation task in three years, let alone three months."

Mao Jianxin crossed his legs and began to complain: "It's not okay to disobey the superior's work assignments and cut corners. Deputy Director Jiao said that the province can understand Lingjiang City's idea of ​​keeping the leading enterprise locally, but since it has been agreed in front of Deputy Governor Hong, then we must do as agreed. We can't deliberately hold people back or use other shady means..."

"Speaking of dishonest means, how dare we show off our skills in front of Team Leader Mao?"

Feng Wei walked slowly into the meeting room and said with a smile, "Team Leader Mao, I think the working group is also eager to get things done. How about this, we don't have to go through the steps of drinking tea and chatting. I will directly take you to see the parts that have been handed over and packed up?"

Mao Jianxin's face darkened. "What do you mean, Deputy Director Feng? I, Mao, never resort to any shady means."

Feng Wei smiled and said, "Why, Team Leader Mao, do you want to sit down and talk about the topic of light first?"

Mao Jianxin's face changed. He felt that Feng Wei's words were meant to imply something. He knew that it was meaningless to argue with Feng Wei. The most important thing right now was the relocation work. He finally stood up and said, "Let's take a look at your work progress first."

The other staff members looked at each other and stood up.

As the group walked out, someone was talking at the other end of the corridor:

"Is Director Shen here? I have something I need to ask her about."

"Yes, I am, but Deputy Director Xing is inside. Please wait a moment."

"Okay, I'll wait."

The two of them didn't speak loudly, but the corridor was very quiet, so they could hear it clearly. Mao Jianxin's face became even uglier, and he glanced at Zhang Ming coldly with a sinister look. Zhang Ming pretended not to notice and smiled and chatted with other members of the working group.

Mao Jianxin could only pretend that he didn't hear it. Otherwise, would he go to Shen Moli to argue with her and ask why she, as the factory director, didn't receive the working group in person?

Based on Mao Jianxin's understanding of Shen Moli, he would be the only one who would be embarrassed.

"We have counted the people who are willing to relocate, and we are doing the handover these days. The personnel files have also been transferred to the county, and will be transferred to the province after the county's unified review. Fortunately, the sign of the Southern Province Second Embroidery Garment Factory is ready, and the personnel files can be directly transferred to the Second Embroidery Garment Factory."

Feng Wei said: "I'm afraid the comrades in the working group will have to worry more about this connection work."

Mao Jianxin frowned: "Has everyone's files been transferred to the county?"

Feng Wei looked at him and said, "It's not a difficult task. Two hundred and eighty-two people, our personnel department can do it by working overtime."

Mao Jianxin immediately raised his voice: "Two hundred and eighty-two people, how is that possible? It's less than one tenth of the total number. This is impossible! You did it on purpose. You are messing around!"

Feng Wei paused and said calmly, "Team Leader Mao, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. We are completely following the spirit of the relevant documents from our superiors and adhering to the principle of voluntariness, allowing the workers to make their own choices."

Mao Jianxin blurted out in anger without much thought: "How is it possible? Your factory is willing to relocate, and you have even reported it to the Industry Department. According to the report, at least half of the workers are willing to relocate."

Otherwise, this relocation plan would not be able to pass the internal discussion of the Ministry of Industry.

If, if there are only two or three hundred people in the end, not only will he not be able to explain to Deputy Director Jiao, even Deputy Director Jiao will not be able to explain to Director Qiu.

"Oh, how come I didn't know about this report?" Feng Wei raised his eyebrows. "Team Leader Mao, are you kidding? I'm in charge of the office, how could I not know about any reports that have been issued? Have you been deceived?"

Mao Jianxin's eyes flashed. He and Jin Caifei both knew that the report was of tainted origin. However, from the moment the report was delivered to the desk of the leader of the Industry Department, the report had to be true.

He was panicked for a moment, but soon calmed down: "Of course, it's stamped with the official seal of the Southern Province Second Embroidery Factory, how could it be fake?"

Feng Wei's eyes were deep, and he smiled: "I wonder if you can let me take a look. I really didn't know that the factory had submitted such a report."

The deputy team leader named Jiang next to him interrupted and said, "Deputy Director Feng, it seems that your factory's comprehensive management work is not in place and there are big problems! There is indeed such a report. We happened to bring it with us. You can take a look at it. The report clearly states that the proportion of employees willing to move to the provincial capital is more than 80%. Moving to the province is a great thing for the factory and the workers. Your factory leaders should not have the idea of ​​occupying the mountain for a long time and not wanting to return. This kind of thinking is unacceptable."

As he spoke, Deputy Team Leader Jiang took out the report from his briefcase.

Mao Jianxin wanted to stop it, but firstly he had no reason and secondly he was too late.

Feng Wei casually glanced at the report and turned to look at Zhang Ming. As Zhang Ming had personally witnessed Feng Wei's seal-changing incident, he almost immediately understood what Feng Wei meant. Coincidentally, the secretarial office was not far away, so Zhang Ming quickly ran to get a document and handed it to Feng Wei.

Feng Wei held two documents and said calmly, "Team Leader Mao, Deputy Team Leader Jiang, your report is forged. If you don't believe me, take a look. The seal at the end is somewhat similar to our factory's seal, but if you look closely you can still see the difference. The most obvious difference is the size."

Mao Jianxin's face turned pale all of a sudden: "How is this possible? This is the seal of your factory, how could it be forged?!"

Deputy Team Leader Jiang frowned as he took the two documents. As an "old bureaucrat" like him, he didn't even need to look at them carefully. He could tell at a glance that the two seals were not only different in size, but also in the spaces between each character.

He carefully looked at another document that Zhang Ming brought over. It was a report on the completion of the half-year production task submitted by the Second Embroidery Factory of Southern Province to its superiors. This was a report that had to be sent to the desks of leaders at all levels in the province and city, so it was impossible to falsify it.

Besides, the Provincial Department of Industry also has archived historical documents reported by the Second Embroidery Factory of Southern Province, so it would be very easy to compare them. There was no need for Feng Wei to tell such a lie that would be easily exposed.

Then, the only possibility is that the report they brought was fake.

A fake report led the Ministry of Industry to decide to relocate a leading enterprise. This...hiss.

After reading it, Deputy Team Leader Jiang handed the two documents to the other people.

He glanced at the pale-faced Mao Jianxin. Mao Jianxin was a middle-level manager at a Southern Province Embroidery Factory. He suddenly emerged as the leader of the relocation working group. The others were also worried.

However, this matter was led by Deputy Director Jiao, and this person was also appointed by Deputy Director Jiao himself, so they naturally couldn't say anything.

Now it seems that there is a lot of trickery involved in this matter.

Deputy Team Leader Jiang was somewhat glad that he was only a deputy team leader, otherwise he would not be able to get rid of the blame.

Seeing that Mao Jianxin didn't say anything, Deputy Team Leader Jiang hesitated for a moment and said, "Let's go to the workshops and departments to have a look. Let's organize a meeting of all the cadres and workers in the factory this afternoon. We need to confirm the true wishes of the cadres and workers on the spot."

Even if the report is not true, since such a report can be sent to the desk of the leaders of the Industrial Department, it means that the factory still has the intention to relocate, and the responsibility of their working group is to provide good supervision.

Feng Wei: “Okay.”

All the workshops in the factory were busy with production. The working group walked around and randomly checked some people's willingness. Almost all of them gave the same answer: "There is no place like home. We are doing well. Why would we go to the provincial capital? We don't even know which way to go in the province."

Some people also said: "The conditions in the provincial capital are good, but the factory also said that you will still get the same salary if you go to the provincial capital. Oh my god, buying things in the province is expensive. You have to pay for even a scallion. It's not like us. We can go back to our hometown to get some vegetables to supplement our income. It's not cost-effective. It's not cost-effective to go to the provincial capital at all."

Others said: "I just listen to Director Shen. Wherever Director Shen tells us to go, we go. We follow Director Shen's orders. It's absolutely right to follow Director Shen. Without Director Shen, how could I be a worker? I would have to dig the ground at home every day and take care of the old hag who beats people at the slightest provocation!"

The people in the working group looked helpless.

Nothing gained.

"It should be arranged by the factory in advance, right?"

Someone whispered to Deputy Team Leader Jiang that this was not impossible. This was the old routine used by all enterprises and institutions to deal with inspections from above. They would get a group of people with better "awareness" to say nice things, whitewash the situation, and cover up problems. They were very familiar with this routine.

"Let's see what happens at the meeting this afternoon," said Deputy Team Leader Jiang.

Ever since Mao Jianxin learned that the seal on the report was fake, he has been a little distracted, like an ant on hot pot. Everyone in the working group has noticed it, but they pretended not to know. No one wanted to get involved in this matter. It was best to pretend not to know.

Anyway, they just need to do their job well.

At noon, Mao Jianxin hurriedly found Jin Caifei and told him what happened in the morning. He angrily said, "What's wrong with you? You can't even do such a small thing. If you can't get the stamp, we can think of other ways. How could you stamp a fake one?! I tell you, if this gets back to the province, we're all done. We're done!"

Jin Caifei screamed, "How is it possible? I stamped it from the secretarial office. I saw it with my own eyes! Do you think I'm a fool? I forged the official seal?! This is against the law. I'm not crazy. How could I do this?!"

"How could this be? It's impossible. I clearly got the seal from the secretarial office. She took the seal out of the drawer, and I saw her stamp it with my own eyes. How is it possible? How could it be fake?!" Jin Caifei was going crazy. It was precisely because she saw the clerk stamp it with her own eyes that she did not have the slightest doubt, let alone comparing it with other documents.

Who would have thought that the stamp from the secretarial office was fake? !

Crazy.

It's crazy.

Jin Caifei was shaking all over and was about to collapse: "What should I do? I submitted the report, and I will definitely be held responsible. What should I do? What should I do?!"

Mao Jianxin gritted his teeth and said, “A trap, this is definitely a trap set by Shen Moer, damn it, this stinky woman did it on purpose, she deliberately framed us!”