Upon hearing Chen Haisheng's words, Ye Beiping explained, "Director Chen, it's like this."
"Our factory is planning to hold a beer festival, which will be in about a week. It will be held in the town square. We need your approval so I can get approvals from other departments, right?"
Before Chen Haisheng could refuse, Ye Beiping continued, "Director Chen, have you thought this through? Whether hundreds of people can get their salaries before the New Year is entirely up to you."
"If you refuse, then the hundreds of employees of Jiangshan Brewery will not have money for the New Year, which may lead to the closure of Jiangshan Brewery. Then hundreds of people will be unemployed, which will also cause trouble for your government unit, won't it?"
Chen Haisheng shut up completely and lowered his head, beginning to hesitate.
It's just a matter of organizing an event and getting some approval.
If they don't allow it, hundreds of employees will lose their jobs, which would be a huge problem.
Seeing that Chen Haisheng was still hesitating, Ye Beiping directly pulled out his trump card: "Director Chen, think about it, if you take the lead and say a few words during the event, popularizing the law and public security management, wouldn't that be beneficial for your police work in the future?"
"The beer festival will definitely attract more than just one or two hundred people. If it lasts for three to five days, it will be a great help for your publicity and education efforts, won't it?"
Hearing this, Chen Haisheng became even more hesitant.
It can save the jobs of hundreds of employees and also promote education, killing two birds with one stone.
But after the note was issued, everyone saw that it was from the police station, and when something went wrong, the first thing they did was cause trouble for the police station.
Are you sure this is legal and compliant?
Upon hearing this, Ye Beiping immediately smiled: "Director Chen, look at you, you're still the police chief. This event, let alone how much beer our Jiangshan Brewery can sell, will also boost the surrounding consumption quite a bit."
"Money kept in the bank or at home will generate more money. We need to get it circulating so that the economy will improve and the county will become more developed, right? When the time comes, we can work with some state-owned factories to make this a success. It will be a great thing for our county."
The more Chen Haisheng listened, the brighter his eyes became.
If this achievement can be attributed to him, he might be promoted again in a few years.
However, there are still concerns: with so many people, how will security be maintained?
"It still won't work. What if there's an unexpected accident if there are too many people? Even if all the police officers in the station go, it will still be a drop in the ocean."
"Don't worry, Director Chen." Ye Beiping patted his chest confidently and said, "Director Chen, you police officers only need to be responsible for maintaining order. Leave the on-site order to us. Those who are drunk and causing trouble are your responsibility; you don't need to worry about anything else."
"We will arrange a special venue with at least 200 tables. As long as there are enough seats, the order on site will be guaranteed."
Hearing that it was going to be such a big project, Chen Haisheng's heart was also a little excited.
Two hundred tables, with four people per table, means we'll be hosting eight hundred people in one night—that's a huge event.
If Ye Beiping were to hear these inner thoughts, he would only sneer.
It's such a waste to have four people sitting at one table; wouldn't it be better to have six or eight people? A beer festival isn't really a beer festival if it doesn't have at least a thousand people.
However, thanks to Ye Beiping's persuasive skills, Chen Haisheng still approved the request.
On the one hand, Ye Beiping's words made sense, and on the other hand, there was Jin Aiguo's face to consider. He believed that even if there were any problems, Ye Beiping would go to the old man for help.
Chen Haisheng didn't want to investigate the relationship between the two. As the director, he naturally knew that some things he was supposed to know would eventually be known, and he shouldn't pry into things that weren't his to know.
Soon after receiving the approval slip, Ye Beiping left the police station and headed to Jiangshan Brewery.
As Ye Beiping passed the gatekeeper's quarters, he took out a cigarette and handed it to the gatekeeper, Uncle Wu: "Uncle, thank you for your hard work."
Uncle Wu, who had already heard about yesterday's events, smiled and accepted the cigarette, nodding slightly.
"Young man, do you really have a way to solve our brewery's sales problem?"
"Of course." Ye Beiping raised an eyebrow, confidently waved the note in his hand, and then walked towards the office building.
If you were to ask who in the entire factory has the best access to information, it would undoubtedly be the gatekeeper, Wuyi.
In any factory, the security guard deals with everyone from the factory manager to the most ordinary intern, and that's where he learns the most about people.
As soon as Ye Beiping arrived at the office building, he ran into Yan Hua pacing back and forth.
When Yan Hua saw Ye Beiping, his face lit up with joy: "Ye Beiping? You've finally come."
"Um."
Ye Beiping nodded and asked curiously, "Director Yan, what are you doing here?"
"Sigh." Yan Hua sighed and pointed in the direction of the finance office, saying, "Someone went to the finance office to make trouble again, demanding their wages. Right now, the money in the factory's accounts isn't even enough for the final payment, let alone wages."
As he spoke, he also showed a helpless expression.
Even a hero can be brought down by a penny.
Given the current situation, the factory probably won't last much longer.
Upon hearing this, Ye Beiping didn't pay any attention and handed the note from the police station to Yan Hua, saying, "Director Yan, since we are now in a cooperative relationship, then everyone in your sales department must listen to me and strive to sell all the beer in the warehouse within half a month."
"This should be fine, right?"
Yan Hua took the note and glanced at it, but didn't answer the question. Instead, he asked curiously, "This is a police note. What... what do you need this for?"
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