Qian Lingyun's voice was full of anger and helplessness, as if he was speaking up for those laid-off workers.
"Secretary Peng, everyone here, you are all veteran cadres of Pingyang City. Tell me, have there been any incidents in Pingyang City over the years where hundreds of people surrounded the city government? Have there been any incidents where a group of people went to Yanjing to petition for a higher level?"
After everyone present understood what Qian Lingyun said, they all fell silent. The executive vice mayor in charge of social security, Yang Wanquan, and another vice mayor in charge of letters and visits, lowered their heads with worried looks on their faces.
Although Pingyang City has seen many petition incidents over the years, such concentrated, frequent, and urgent petition incidents are rare.
Each of them knew that it was the closure of the cotton mill that caused more than 2,000 employees to lose their jobs, which led to the frequent occurrence of letters and visits.
But even so, what can we do?
The city's finances can no longer afford to support so many laid-off workers. Apart from selling off assets to quench thirst, what other good ways can be used to revitalize the cotton mill? Everyone couldn't help but wonder.
Peng Yutao felt that his authority was challenged by Qian Lingyun, and faced with his tough tone, he felt like he was being questioned in return.
His expression gradually became gloomy, and a visibly angry arc appeared at the corners of his mouth.
With a "bang", Peng Yutao slammed the teacup in his hand on the conference table to express his dissatisfaction with Qian Lingyun.
Everyone was shocked and couldn't help but look at Peng Yutao. Feeling the anger emanating from him, everyone became more cautious and no one dared to speak easily.
If he spoke up at this time, he would definitely offend one of the two top leaders.
It is not worth offending anyone just to dispose of an asset that has little to do with you.
Everyone continued to wait and watch, and would not dare to express their opinions until the winner between Peng Yutao and Qian Lingyun was decided.
Qian Lingyun didn't care about Peng Yutao's anger at all. Instead, he chuckled and pointed at Wei Haiyang who was sitting at the service desk in the meeting room. He said loudly, "Little Wei! How did you serve Secretary Peng? Didn't you see that there was no water in Secretary Peng's cup? Why don't you come and fill it up?"
There was a hint of teasing and relaxation in Qian Lingyun's voice, as if to ease the tense atmosphere.
Wei Haiyang wanted to get up reflexively, but he suddenly realized that Peng Yutao didn't say anything, so he smiled awkwardly, raised his butt, and sat back down.
He is Peng Yutao's secretary, how could he possibly obey Qian Lingyun's orders?
Even if Qian Lingyun was right, he had to wait for Peng Yutao's signal before taking any action!
Wei Haiyang was frightened, he almost fell into Qian Lingyun's trap... He couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, you gods are fighting, why do you always want to drag us mortals into the trap?
Just when Wei Haiyang was feeling anxious and didn't know what to do, Peng Yutao took the initiative to unscrew the lid of his teacup and gently placed it on the table.
Wei Haiyang understood Peng Yutao's hint, and then he put on a smiling face and hurriedly took the kettle to fill Peng Yutao's cup with water.
Because of this little episode, the atmosphere at the scene eased somewhat.
The members of the Standing Committee, who were so frightened that they dared not even breathe, secretly breathed a sigh of relief while drinking water.
Peng Yutao also realized that his action of smashing the cup just now was ungraceful. While Wei Haiyang was pouring the water, he quickly adjusted his mentality and spoke to Qian Lingyun in a calm tone again.
“Old Qian, everyone is very clear about the problem you are talking about, but it is precisely because of this that we have to sell the cotton mill. Only with the money can we pay social security for the more than 2,000 employees!
Only with money can we create more jobs and help those who have lost their jobs regain hope in life!"
Qian Lingyun shook his head in disapproval, "Secretary Peng, how much are the assets of the cotton mill worth? How many years of social security can it pay for these two thousand employees?
Also, how will you use this money to create jobs? Do you have a practical plan? If not, it would be irresponsible of you to say so! "
There was a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction in Qian Lingyun's voice, as if he was questioning Peng Yutao's decision.
"You!" Peng Yutao was speechless for a moment. His dignity as the top leader was being rubbed to the ground by Qian Lingyun.
Although he was angry in his heart, he did not show it directly. Instead, he smiled helplessly and asked, "Old Qian, what plan do you have for the resettlement of these two thousand employees? Why not tell us so that we can discuss it together?"
Qian Lingyun expected Peng Yutao to ask this question, which also meant that in this matter, he, Peng Yutao, no longer had the capital to compete with Qian Lingyun.
Everyone looked at Qian Lingyun again.
Qian Lingyun smiled calmly, then suddenly tightened his expression and said seriously, "First of all, the cotton mill must not be sold before the laid-off workers are properly resettled!"
"Secondly, I suggest that the sale of the cotton mill assets be replaced by restructuring and merger!" Qian Lingyun's voice was steady and powerful, full of confidence and determination.
All the Standing Committee members, including Peng Yutao, showed shocked expressions after hearing Qian Lingyun's words.
How to reorganize? Which company to merge with? How to generate benefits after the merger?
This is not a problem that can be solved by just a few words at the meeting!
Everyone's hearts were filled with doubts and curiosity, as if they were waiting for Qian Lingyun's explanation.
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