"Old Secretary, are you in good health?" Yuan Fangguo held the old secretary's hand tightly and asked about his well-being.
After being polite, he told the old secretary about his visit to the factory leader this morning, and also gave him a brief report on the specific planning of the park.
After listening to Yuan Fangguo's brief report, Wen Chunlai was very happy. He knew that Yuan Fangguo was not bragging.
Wen Chunlai told them a secret, "Xiao Yuan, that piece of land is not included in the total assets of the machinery factory."
When Yuan Fangguo and the others heard this, they were all shocked. They all thought to themselves, could it be that the land and the employee hospital are not included in the assets?
"Well, I retired in 1982. A year after I retired, the factory bought the land for the park. At the time, it was the private forest land of the sixth group of the neighboring Dahe Village. I remember the price was 1,000 yuan per mu. There were a total of 300 mu of land, and the factory spent 300,000 yuan. My next factory director originally wanted to build it while he was in office, but he and the senior party officials in the factory didn't get along. The two of them fought fiercely, and in 1985, both of them were forced to step down. The next director, after an inspection trip to Guangdong Province, formulated the first five-year plan for the machinery factory. This dud was blown loudly. The workers were attracted by the utopian description and no one cared about the park anymore. As a result, it was delayed again and again, and it has become what it is today."
"Is the factory still the owner of that piece of land?"
"In the factory, it's just a subsidiary company, and the legal representative is Wu Jingzhong."
“Then how can this land be used?”
"Rent or buy," Wen Chunlai said without hesitation. "If I rent, I'll charge a nominal annual rent. If I buy, it's a bit unfair to you. Why would you buy such a remote place?"
"What I'm worried about is the factory." Yuan Fangguo sighed.
"We, the workers' committee, are here to negotiate with them. Wu Jingzhong is the legal representative, but that doesn't mean the land belongs to him. If they don't agree, then we won't care about personal relationships."
"Yes, if those guys feel bad about the thousands of workers in the factory, don't blame us." Uncle Scar said loudly.
The old director also nodded.
"Old Secretary, my idea is this: if I can rent it, that would be great. If I can't, I'll buy it. Then I can go there for a walk inside the hospital. But I don't know what the land price is right now."
"You want to buy it?" The old secretary was surprised.
"Policies are changing a lot these days. If this park becomes mine, even if the policy changes, the park won't change, and the employees will still have a place to walk. If it's not mine, I'm worried that if a policy comes down from above, the park won't be able to be preserved."
Yuan Fangguo's analysis made sense, and the three people, including the old secretary, fell silent after hearing it.
Scarface was the first to speak. "Mr. Yuan, we'll help you negotiate the price, but we have conditions."
"What are the conditions?" Yuan Fangguo asked.
"If the park land becomes yours, the park must be built."
"This is already written in black and white."
"Also, as long as our family quarters exist, your park must be open to our people for free." Uncle Scar was also quite cautious.
The old director nodded involuntarily. He was worried about the same thing. What if the park became owned by Yuan Fangguo alone, and he started charging employees like them?
“This is natural.”
Wenchun came to see him after he expressed his opinion and nodded. "Then let's talk to them together this afternoon. In 1983, the land was 1,000 yuan per mu. I think no matter how much it's worth now, it won't be more than 3,000. Besides, Xiao Yuan is helping us with the renovations on a voluntary basis. We need to lower the price and not let him suffer any loss."
The old director nodded to Uncle Scar.
At noon, Yuan Fangguo invited the old secretary and several others to have some mutton soup. Drinking the hot soup in this winter swept away the coldness in their bodies.
At 2:30 in the afternoon, led by the old secretary, Yuan Fangguo and others walked into the office building.
This time the security guard said nothing more and stood respectfully.
Wen Chunlai took Yuan Fangguo and others straight to Bao Youwei's office.
Bao Youwei, who had drunk two glasses of wine at noon, was sleeping soundly in the heated office.
Before they reached the door, Yuan Fangguo and the others heard Bao Youwei's snoring like a huge bell.
The machinery factory was moved here from the northeast in the 1960s. Heating was specially installed where the factory was built. The heating in the family quarters was stopped a few years ago, but the heating in the factory leaders' office building has not been stopped yet.
"Who is it?" Bao Youwei rubbed his sleepy eyes.
"I..." Wenchun said in a breath.
When he heard that it was the old secretary, Bao Youwei immediately felt unhappy and cursed inwardly.
Although he was unhappy, he still had to greet her with a smile.
"It turns out to be the old secretary." Bao Youwei said with a breath of alcohol.
"Did you drink alcohol at noon?"
"yes."
"Didn't the factory prohibit drinking at noon since 1978?" Wen Chunlai was very angry.
"I don't want to have any official social engagements. Alas, my body has been ruined by work." Bao Youwei sighed.
"Xiao Yuan came to see you this morning, right?"
"Um."
"Then let's have a good talk this afternoon."
"What to talk about?" Bao Youwei asked subconsciously.
"Do you really not know or are you pretending not to know?" Wen Chunlai asked angrily.
"Oh, I see. Okay, let's talk about it this afternoon. You, go call Wu Jingzhong and the others over." The "you" Bao Youwei was referring to was Uncle Scar, who was still an employee at the moment.
Uncle Scar glared at Bao Youwei and walked out angrily.
But the first thing he did was to ask the factory staff to pour tea.
There are not many people in the factory office now, just a young girl and an old girl.
The little girl didn't understand what was going on, so she quickly picked up the kettle and ran straight to Bao Youwei's office.
As soon as she arrived at the office, she was immediately scolded by Bao Youwei, "You have no eyesight. Can you sit here? Go to the conference room."
The little girl walked into the meeting room with a look of grievance on her face.
Not long after, Wu Jingzhong and Ji Gaoguan also came to the meeting room. Now there were only three of them in the factory party committee, so an odd number of people voting was in line with the requirements.
Wu Jingzhong wrapped himself tightly and walked into the meeting room. He did not sit down immediately, but went to the window.
"The heating is so hot that I want to sleep." Wu Jingzhong opened the window and spat fiercely downwards. The cold wind rushed in, and the entire conference room no longer seemed so stuffy and dry.
Bao Youwei was only wearing a thin coat. After taking a sip of the hot tea he had just poured, he said calmly, "Then let's have a good talk."
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