Secretary Cui is only average in his work. He can handle some routine tasks without any problems. Since Huang Youwei was transferred from Yegang, Secretary Cui was also assigned to him.
Some things, in the end, require compromise.
Huang Youwei had just been transferred here, and it wasn't like he could solve everything with just a few words. The relationships and personnel involved in the municipal administration of a place are incredibly complex, and in some places, there are even numerous factions, which is hard for ordinary people to imagine.
Finding a way out of a complex situation, promoting local development, suppressing certain networks of influence, and not hindering the implementation of one's own ideas is already extremely difficult.
Just like when Huang Youwei was at the steel group, he had dinner with some people from the county and township. At the dinner table, he said, "You, with just a transfer order, you are a great and upright official. In front of you, I am a dog with my tail between my legs. But once I leave this door, I will have a 'king' painted on my head."
A few years later, you receive another transfer order. Are you promoted? Demoted? Or is it a promotion in name only, or have you been imprisoned?
The "king" character on our foreheads is painted there for a lifetime.
In Huang Youwei's eyes, Secretary Cui was narrow-minded and sometimes even less ambitious than Lu Feng; he would only ever be a deputy director.
The festive atmosphere of the New Year is growing stronger in the streets and alleys. Every household is buying the last batch of New Year's goods, carrying large and small bags. Some are riding motorcycles, while others are riding bicycles.
You can often see Dafa vans on the road, carrying a whole bunch of old women to the hair salon. Getting a perm is the most ritualistic thing for women every year.
Lu Feng and his family of three boarded the plane. Lu Feng sat next to Duo Duo and reached into Duo Duo's pocket.
"This is my money!" Duoduo exclaimed, covering her pocket with her hand.
"Dad is keeping it for you." Lu Feng stared at her and said, "Don't you trust your father?"
Duoduo shook her head and turned to look at Jiang Xiaoyan, saying, "Mom, Dad stole my money."
Duo Duo originally thought her mother could help her out, but Jiang Xiaoyan said, "Children shouldn't have so much money on them. Mom will keep it safe for you. You'll be starting first grade this summer, and you can get textbooks and other things from Mom, okay?"
"No good!" Duoduo said decisively.
Jiang Xiaoyan sighed and looked at Lu Feng, saying, "I learned it all from you."
"What do you mean, 'learn from me'? I'm a really good person." Lu Feng said anxiously.
"Your lines don't sound like something a good person would say."
Lu Feng felt that he couldn't get money from Duo Duo through the usual tricks, so he thought for a moment and said, "Duo Duo, Dad is an investor. Many people entrust their money to Dad, and Dad earns more money for them the following year. There's a saying that goes, 'A fixed salary is not as good as a flexible investment.' If you invest this money with Dad, I will give you more money next year."
The little guy thought about it very seriously for a moment and asked, "Then how much can you give me?"
“Twice, that’s twice as much money as you. Once you spend this money, it’s gone. But if you keep it with me, you’ll have endless money.” Lu Feng’s big eyes shone with innocence.
"Then you have to keep your word, pinky promise!"
"Pinky promise! Never to break it for a hundred years." Lu Feng said, then reached into her pocket and took out some money.
After calculating for a while, there was a total of 1,600 yuan. These people were quite generous. Lu Feng counted out 800 yuan and handed it to Jiang Xiaoyan, saying, "Half for each of us!"
"How could you give this to Mom?" Duoduo exclaimed anxiously, "Isn't it supposed to turn into more money?"
"Son, this is called risk sharing, which improves your financial resilience. Don't worry, would your dad lie to you?"
Although Duoduo couldn't understand, she thought Lu Feng was quite professional, so she became obedient and looked forward to earning more money next year at this time.
Jiang Xiaoyan sat there speechless. This child was incredibly clever. If she finished elementary school and was further influenced by Lu Feng, an ordinary person really wouldn't be able to handle her.
The plane began to taxi, then took off and sped northward.
Jiaming Food Factory is still in production this year. According to Gao Zhiwei, they will continue production without stopping and work hard all year to face the fierce competition in the market and catch up during this year.
"Um... Xiao Wang!" Gao Zhiwei stood in front of the second-floor railing, a cigarette dangling from his hand. He was wearing a gray suit, and his hair had grown long, styled in a side part. He ordered a young man below, "Wash those cars in the factory."
"Okay, I'll call someone right now. Director Li already gave the order." Xiao Wang was quick-witted and immediately went to call someone, then came out with a bucket of water to wash the car.
"Didn't this car just get washed a few days ago? The leaders from headquarters seem to have a lot on their minds," a young man muttered.
"Brother Wang, did you get any benefits from following the big boss?"
"He's only been here a few days, what benefits can we offer him?"
"I don't want anything in return. I just want you to take me with you after the New Year so we can drive around and see what it's like in Beijing."
Although the sun was shining brightly, the weather was not warm at all. The buckets were full of cold water, and as they kept rinsing the towels, their hands were already frozen red, but the group was working enthusiastically.
The factory here is now a subordinate production area. Some important functional departments have been transferred to the headquarters. Of the eighteen factory areas that Lu Feng originally planned, nine have completed the second phase of construction and are in use.
Jiaming Foods quickly became a leading food manufacturer in China. Summer was Gao Zhiwei's peak period, with monthly sales soaring. However, competitors also emerged.
Food companies such as Uni-President, Master Kong, and Want Want entered the mainland market one after another. In the summer of 1992, the first pack of instant noodles officially rolled off the production line in Tianjin, and then began its sweeping expansion.
Local enterprises like Hualong and Baixiang have risen rapidly, with international giants like Coca-Cola and Sprite following closely behind. Lu Feng was right; food companies are easy to run. After all, who doesn't eat?
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