Actually, Xu Jiaguo wouldn't have had so many problems back then.
Don't let him cut back on R&D, or on worker welfare.
The motorcycle factory might not have so many problems. After all, both sides have invested money, and Wang Shouren can't take all the output for himself.
But he insisted on courting disaster, ordering Wang Shouren to cut all these things or to take responsibility himself.
When Wang Shouren first heard about this, he almost burst out laughing.
If he were to separate it himself, he would have to submit a report explaining why.
It also needs to be reviewed by higher authorities, and it's very likely that it won't pass the review.
Unexpectedly, Xu Jiaguo got involved in this, and it's likely that Li Weiguo wanted to see what Wang Shouren could achieve, so he agreed.
In this incident, the only one who was sacrificed was Xu Jiaguo.
Unfortunately, he knew nothing. He thought his boss had taken care of his problems. Oh, he did take care of his problems, but it only cost him his own life.
"This guy really brought this on himself," Wang Shouren remarked.
“That’s right.” Kui Datou nodded in agreement. “Then, what should we do with the factory over there?”
"What should we do? There's no need to do anything." Wang Shouren shook his head. "Let's wait until the end of the year. The higher-ups will give us an explanation eventually." Wang Shouren looked at the document and said, "You've done a good job these past few years. You'll be appointed as the deputy factory director. After that, you'll have to take on even more responsibilities."
Kui Datou's achievements over the years have been quite good.
Starting as a workshop foreman, he worked his way up step by step, gaining a comprehensive understanding of the entire factory's operations. He was quite a versatile individual.
After explaining some things to him.
Wang Shouren then took Qin Jingru out.
Before heading to Old Li's place, I had to prepare the necessary items. He didn't have many hobbies, just a fondness for alcohol. I grabbed two bottles of good liquor, hopped on my motorcycle, and set off with a roar towards Old Li's location. Old Li lived in what was known as the "compound."
Many people are unclear about what a "compound" is or where it is located; they only know the term "compound children."
This "compound" refers to the location of a certain government agency, which is also the residence of many high-ranking officials at the ministerial level or above. The descendants of these officials live in this area, which is why they are all the children of officials living in the compound.
To enter this area, one must undergo a series of checks.
Wang Shouren was a regular here, and after a brief check at the entrance, he was allowed to pass.
Old Li's rank wasn't low; after all, he was Mr. Liang's disciple. After announcing his arrival, he...
Then a chubby-faced child recognized him and, upon seeing it was Wang Shouren, immediately pounced on him.
Li Xian, the grandson of Old Li and the eldest grandson of the third generation of the Li family, has loved all kinds of martial arts since he was a child. His father was also a martial arts master. In the past, when he came to Old Li's place, his father would often pull him over for a sparring match. Over time, the boy came to like Wang Shouren.
"Uncle Wang, it's been a long time since you've come."
"Hey, here I am. Here, I brought some goodies." Wang Shouren held up the thing in his hand, then took out another piece from his pocket, stuffed it into his hand, and whispered, "American stuff."
Qin Jingru looked at the scene with a strange feeling; it looked more like a handover between spies.
Having accepted Wang Shouren's bribe, the little brat ran off to show off.
At this moment, Old Li's wife came out at the sound. When she saw it was Wang Shouren, she was also happy: "Isn't this Little Wang? You haven't come for quite a while. Come in, come in. Oh, you've come all this way, why did you bring a gift?"
To be fair, Wang Shouren used to be quite handsome, but now that he's grown up, that boyish charm is gone. Wearing glasses, he actually has a scholarly air about him, a refined and gentle appearance that's very popular with elders. Plus, he's usually quite sociable, so many elders like him. Qin Jingru quickly went to greet him: "Aunt Luan, that's why we've come to see you."
Old Li, holding a newspaper, also came out and snorted coldly: "Heh, you don't come here unless you have a reason. Come in."
Wang Shouren scratched his head somewhat awkwardly: "Uncle Li, I've just been busy."
He explained as he walked inside.
The house was quite long, but it lacked warmth. Old Li had three children: his second son died in battle, his eldest son was stationed on the frontier, but his youngest son was nearby. Both he and his wife were professors at a university, and the youngest son, having inherited Old Li's knowledge, was also an architecture major. At this time, besides Old Li and his wife, only his eldest grandson remained in the house.
"Here you go, I brought two bottles of good wine. Don't drink too much, just a small cup a day is enough." Wang Shouren picked up two glass bottles from the gifts he brought back. They had no labels, and it was clear that he had brewed the wine himself.
"Heh, you're drinking your own brewed wine, Wang Caishen? What's going on? Is this a big deal?" Old Li teased as he took the wine.
Everyone in the industry knows that this young guy has a hobby: health preservation. In fact, he started this kind of health preservation when he was in his early twenties.
Who has a family member who starts taking care of their health in their 20s?
In his early twenties, according to traditional Chinese medicine, a young man with abundant "fire" in his body is fearless and reckless, not caring about the consequences. Who would pay attention to health preservation then?
But this guy is an oddball; there's nothing he doesn't know about anything related to Tai Chi or health preservation. As a result, his homemade wine has become something everyone in the industry wants.
However, he was indeed extremely busy, so Qin Huairu was in charge of brewing the wine. During the Lunar New Year, he would simply give a gift to each elder to smooth things over, and that was it. Although he seemed to be living a carefree life in Hong Kong during those years, he would actually be subjected to a lot of sarcastic remarks from elders upon his return.
These things were all done by Qin Huairu, her virtuous wife.
Now, Qin Family Village is already considering opening a winery and planting some medicinal herbs. However, their planting skills seem to be lacking in Beijing. They plan to find a suitable place to grow medicinal herbs and cultivate them there.
Therefore, Wang Shouren's homemade wine was still quite valuable in the eyes of the older generation.
"Aunt Luan, this is for you." Qin Jingru took out a small bottle and handed it to Old Li's wife.
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