Wang Juan arrived at the gate of the courtyard, which had been quiet all the time, and found that there were quite a few cars parked outside today.
Not only bicycles, but there are also cars and motorcycles, which take up a lot of the small road.
"It looks like quite a lot of people have come." Ye Yun knew that there would be quite a few people coming. Was she, the street director, the only one who was worried about job vacancies?
Many residents are worried about how to work hard to find a job, and everyone is keeping an eye on the recruitment quotas of factories in their area.
If they were not worried about arousing public anger, they would really say that they would only recruit people from the jurisdiction.
Now that we know that a factory is going to be established, how can we not be excited? Of course, we rush over at a brisk speed.
"When I passed by just now, they had already announced not to kill people. It's only been a short time." Ye Yun couldn't help but sigh.
At this time, Wang Juan discovered that a policeman was coming from a distance and was actually directing the traffic. Of course, the most important thing was to let the people who were arriving later park their cars in a suitable place.
"You can't park here, it's a hindrance to everyone's travel." The police stopped a person who was about to park at the door.
What can the other party do? He can only park a little further away. He looked up and saw Ye Yun, "Isn't this Director Ye? You are late today."
"Not too late, not too late." Ye Yun smiled, "It's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early."
"Director Ye, what you said is wrong. Although Zhao Lei developed motorcycles here, everyone knows that there is no place to build a motorcycle factory here."
"You have a place there," Ye Yun interrupted. She knew that the factory would never be set up here. "I remember you don't have a place there either."
Humph, she also knew that the higher-ups meant to build a suburb, and if factories were to be built in the city, they would probably only be small ones.
After all, if we suddenly move out a large area to build a factory, many households will have to be relocated. It will be a troublesome issue to resettle them.
"Of course I have room. I just went back to get the land information, so I came late. Otherwise, I would have come earlier." The other party patted his briefcase.
Hahahaha, you see, Zhao Lei has been developing products here with Ye Yun, so what? Once he really develops something big, won’t it be his turn?
Ye Yun glanced at the other person and said, "You are just a closed textile factory, do you think that place is big?"
I was too lazy to talk to him. "It's just a small place. I have it in my hands."
The motorcycle factory is different from other factories. This factory was positioned from the beginning to go overseas, so the scale may not be large at the beginning, but in order to facilitate expansion in the future, space must be reserved.
It is because of these considerations that she could not let Zhao Lei go. She absolutely cannot do that.
"Let's go." Ye Yun called Wang Juan and went straight into the courtyard.
Wang Juan knew that many people came today, after all, there were so many cars. After entering the courtyard, she was stunned, her mouth opened wide, "So many people."
After walking around the screen wall, you will see a group of people gathered together. You have no idea what is inside, you can just see a crowd of people.
Zhao Lei was standing helplessly on the side, and Old Gong was so anxious that he kept jumping up and down. "I said if you want to see the motorcycle, just watch it. We still need to improve it."
"Make way, please." Old Gong tried to shout for a long time, but unfortunately no one listened to him at all.
Zhao Lei sighed helplessly again. Looking at the crowded crowd, Wang Juan knew that he was in a very depressed mood.
Ding Cong passed by and handed the loudspeaker in his hand to Zhao Lei.
After Zhao Lei took it, he stuffed it directly into Lao Gong's hand and said, "Use this."
Old Gong looked at the speaker in his hand, "Aren't you worried about waking up your family's Ping An?"
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