"Please approve the construction of a military factory, and we will manufacture the signal receivers."
"What? Did I hear that right?"
People from both the military and political departments stood up simultaneously, thinking she was crazy. What did the military factory produce? Signal receivers?
Although the items are very useful, they are not yet big enough to warrant long-term, large-scale production. Building a factory for them is fine, but a military factory is really unnecessary.
Even Feng Guang turned his head slightly, "Are you sure?"
"We just received economic support from above. If we ask for more money now, it will not only seem like we are asking for an exorbitant amount, but we will also likely not get much."
The current commercial sector is saturated, and there are no better investment targets. Adding a few more garment and steel factories will not make the provincial capital's economy take off overnight.
Regarding new equipment, Zhou Qi was right about one thing: Does the lack of new weapons mean we can't fight a war? Equipment isn't the most important thing.
Zhou Qi: I never said that, really!
"Pshaw! Heilongjiang Province isn't without arsenals. According to you, building another one is the top priority?" someone scoffed.
"You're being narrow-minded again, aren't you?" Ruan Xianxian wasn't angry at all. "None of what I said above matters. What matters is that person's perspective."
She pointed upwards.
"To put it bluntly, as long as we demonstrate enough value to attract that person's attention to Heilongjiang Province and make them consider focusing on cultivating and supporting us,..."
Instead of wanting people to ask for money and food.
Resources are limited. Instead of rushing to grab every opportunity to fight for a piece of the pie, why not be the child your parents love most? Let them willingly allocate resources from their own hearts?
"Easier said than done, what are you tilting it with? A signal receiver?"
Ruan Xianxian looked at the person who was always picking on her with her clear and bright eyes, and immediately cursed, "Take your father's money."
Now I understand why people fight even at serious international conference tables. In this small conference room alone, some people not only deserve to be scolded, but also deserve to be beaten.
"you!"
The man stood up, leaning his upper body over the long table, as if trying to make her understand why the flowers were so red!
Ruan Xianxian rolled up her sleeves and said, "Come on, jump onto the table and see if I can rub you until you're done for."
Feng Guang rubbed his forehead, his sharp gaze fixed on the man whose face was red and neck thick. With just one look, the man fell silent instantly.
"Are you mute?! You're hungry, why are you running to the toilet instead of eating?" As long as someone is backing him up, this guy can't hide his smug and arrogant face.
Feng Guang glanced at her: That's enough for you!
Comrade Zhang tapped the table. "Getting back to the point, I believe everyone here understands what you mean: you're confident you can get that person's attention to Heilongjiang Province?"
Ruan Xianxian remembered Feng Guang's warning to be careful of this person, so she answered cautiously, "Nothing is absolute. Since you asked for my opinion, I'll just share my thoughts briefly."
As for what to do, that depends on the decisions of the leaders.
"Is Comrade Ruan being modest? Or is he saying he's not confident himself and is just making fun of us?" Comrade Zhang spoke slowly.
She wasn't a military general who easily lost her temper, and this level of provocation had no effect on Ruan Xianxian, so she simply shrugged.
“I don’t want to talk, but you insist that I do. When I do talk, some people refuse to believe me and instead accuse me of just having fun.”
Comrade Zhang, tell me, isn't it too difficult to be a person?
Zhang Dongsheng remained silent.
A moment later, the slow, deliberate voice came again: "If you want others to believe you, but you have no rules and no guarantees, and you still say it's just for fun?"
"Your Uncle Feng dared to make a solemn pledge in front of a table of high-ranking officials, what? You don't dare?"
Trying to use the same old tricks Feng Guang used on her? That stubborn, unyielding, scoundrel-like stubbornness is back in full force.
With her arms crossed and legs crossed, she raised her pointed chin and looked at Zhang Dongsheng with an expression that said, "You have such good taste."
"When my grandfather was healthy, I said I would definitely outlive him. And what happened? His mouth is crooked, his eyes are slanted, and pus is oozing from the corner of his mouth. I even won first place in the long jump competition in the village last month."
I came to the provincial capital as a translator. Before I arrived, everyone thought I, a former educated youth sent to the countryside, was just there to make up the numbers. But what happened? I can say that I was the one who led the exhibition to success. But, well...
When it came to the matter, I said I could do it, but from what you said, you meant I either had to reveal the whole plan or sign a pledge.
Do you know what you look like right now?
I borrowed a dollar from a friend, and after getting the money, I forced my friend to swear that he hadn't stolen it.
With a flick of her eyelids, Ruan Xianxian's lips flew off, "Excuse me for being blunt, but it's a bit shameless."
hiss--
ha--
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Strange noises of people trying to draw out the air conditioning came one after another from the conference room.
Zhang Dongsheng took a deep breath. In all these years, no matter how foul the military's unreasonable trolls were, he had never been this angry.
He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, then paused for a moment before speaking again: "Think about it, what you said makes sense. Capable people don't need oaths to back it up."
The First Machinery Plant mainly deals in military industry. I can arrange for you to have your own factory there, where you can do whatever you want.
Zhang Dongsheng was a smart man. From the moment Ruan Xianxian said she hoped that person's gaze would fall upon Heilongjiang Province, he knew that the good things she had were definitely not just the signal receiver.
He picked up the white porcelain teacup and took a sip. After entering the First Machinery Factory, he would also share in the achievements.
Before she could even swallow her saliva, Ruan Xianxian, her face full of curiosity, suddenly asked, "Comrade Zhang, what is your relationship with Zhang Jian, the factory director of the First Machinery Plant?"
Pfft, cough cough cough!
He almost spat out a mouthful of water, but Zhang Dongsheng forced him to swallow it back, causing him to choke and cough incessantly.
Feng Guang's tense back relaxed slightly. As expected of his daughter-in-law, her reaction was so quick.
Zhang Dongsheng took out a blue and white checkered handkerchief from his shirt pocket, wiped his mouth, and changed the subject, saying, "The machinery factory currently has some of the most advanced equipment and machines in China."
" allocating some funds to build a separate workshop for you would save a significant amount of money, which can then be used for more useful purposes."
"Where would it be even more useful?" Ruan Xianxian asked with a grin, resting her chin on her hands. "Comrade Zhang hasn't said what his relationship with Factory Director Zhang is yet."
Seeing that he remained silent, Lin Rui Cong, who had received a signal from Feng Guang, explained, "Director Zhang is Director Zhang's cousin. What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Then she continued, "By the way, how did you know they were related and knew each other before?"
Ruan Xianxian raised one hand to cover her lips, as if she were whispering, but the actual volume was quite loud.
"Those who clean toilets in the alleys are probably relatives of the street sanitation managers. Keep an eye out for them if you don't believe me."
"Why?" Lin Rui asked knowingly.
Ruan Xianxian glared at him, "Fertilizer is a good thing for irrigating crops. Don't you know the principle of keeping fertilizer in other people's fields?"
Everyone: ...
This is a veiled reference, so are you a toilet or fertilizer?
Well, Director Zhang's expression had already turned rather unpleasant.
"Comrade Ruan has gone through so much trouble, yet he still insists on setting up another factory. Why take the long way instead of the shortest route? Can I interpret this as you wanting to monopolize power in the new factory?"
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