Seeing Wang Tianxiao like this, Station Chief Li was unsure what he was thinking, but he really wanted to grab Wang Tianxiao by the collar and interrogate him fiercely about what was going on and why he said those things.
But Wang Tianxiao didn't give him many chances and turned away directly.
After leaving the power station, Wang Tianxiao went directly to Wenyuan Prefabrication Plant.
They didn't do anything else special, except to discuss with Wu Ping to temporarily stop shipping to Mijia Village and prioritize supplying utility poles to Dongyuan Town.
Generally, orders are shipped in order of priority; whoever places an order first gets to use it first.
It's rare to skip ahead of customers and send messages to later ones like this.
Wu Ping then raised his doubts, and Wang Tianxiao, without mincing words, directly explained his difficulties to Wu Ping, who then understood.
Although Wu Ping was in charge here, Zhang Wenyuan had already instructed him that if Wang Tianxiao made any requests, Wu Ping should not doubt them or have any objections, and should just carry them out directly.
Wu Ping wasn't familiar with the specific structure of the factory, but he was well aware that Zhang Wenyuan and Wang Tianxiao must have some kind of tacit understanding. Although he was Zhang Wenyuan's brother-in-law, he was only able to thrive because of his brother-in-law.
Therefore, he has always been very tactful and would not do anything he shouldn't do.
He could clearly sense that if Wang Tianxiao were to take over the factory, there would be no chance for him.
Judging from his daily behavior, thinking, and management style, Wang Tianxiao is not lacking in ability; in fact, he surpasses him in many aspects.
Wang Tianxiao often comes up with ideas and concepts that I had never thought of before, but when implemented, they are so useful and effective, as if they were true and wonderful principles that have been verified over a long period of time.
After thinking it over, he decided to follow Wang Tianxiao's idea first, and then report to Zhang Wenyuan.
This way, neither thing is neglected, and neither is offended.
The prefabrication plant's notice was quickly sent to Mijia Village.
When the rice and grain didn't arrive on time, he started to get restless.
On the first day, he thought it was just a temporary problem, but by noon on the second day, seeing that the utility pole still hadn't arrived, he couldn't take it anymore.
He rushed to the prefabrication plant to ask why.
I stood at the gate for a long time, and with great effort, I finally spotted the person in charge of the prefabrication plant, a deputy director named Wu Ping.
He hurriedly pulled Wu Ping aside to ask the reason, and the answer he got was that there was a recent shortage of supplies, and orders were pouring in everywhere. The factory had been working overtime to produce, but it still couldn't keep up with the demand, and there was really nothing they could do.
No matter how much he pleaded or said, Wu Ping still told him to go back and wait for further notice. The factory could only ship according to the requirements and urgency of the delivery, and there was really nothing they could do.
Mi Liang was a semi-educated man. Seeing Wu Ping's polite manner, he felt embarrassed to argue with him. But in his heart, he wondered why Wangjia Village could make such rapid progress, but it didn't work out in their Mijia Village. Did they have a problem with their Mijia Village?
After leaving the prefabrication plant, he thought for a moment and then went to the town to find the leader in charge of their village. But the leader couldn't do anything about it. The factory had its own arrangements, and the leader couldn't interfere with the normal operation of the enterprise. He was just told to wait for the time being, and that it would be their village's turn soon.
This really angered Mi Liang.
He promised the villagers that the whole village would have electricity by the end of June, but now it's already halfway through May and there are still no power poles.
If this continues, the pits that were dug will be covered up again by the soil when the rainy season comes, or even washed away by the rain. The pits will have to be dug again, which will not only be a waste of manpower and money, but also take up a lot of time.
Under Mi Liang's leadership, Mijia Village strives to become one of the most economically developed villages in Qingquan Town. He is an idealist and a very intelligent man, and the villagers strongly support him.
If I can't keep the promises I made to everyone, I'll definitely disappoint them.
They say he's a terrible village chief.
Moreover, since Mijia Village has basically formed an initial industrial chain, a lot of tofu is regularly delivered to nearby towns every day. Everyone is actually very busy, and it's not easy for them to find the time to dig pits. If you keep doing this, the villagers will have a lot of complaints.
I don't know what's wrong, it's really worrying.
Is it because Wangjia Village is bigger and has a larger population than our Mijia Village that we receive special treatment? Do you look down on our Mijia Village?
Or perhaps it's because there's something shady going on behind the scenes that you're unaware of.
Thinking of this, Mi Liang suddenly remembered what the old folks in the village said: this society is all about personal connections. Many people in power, as long as they have even the slightest bit of authority, will try to gain benefits and bully others.
The prefabrication plant must be overflowing with orders right now; many people are eager to have their orders shipped.
Is it possible that some villagers gave bribes to Wu Ping, the person in charge of the prefabrication plant, in order to receive their goods on time?
Looking at that person's smiling face now, it seems a bit hypocritical.
Thinking back carefully, it seems he did have that intention.
Thinking about this, Mi Liang felt more and more that it must be because she hadn't done her job well and didn't understand social etiquette.
If someone needs this item, they'll definitely be unhappy if you go looking for it empty-handed.
Well... how about I send something myself?
He rode his bicycle around the streets, stopping briefly at the entrance of each shop or supply and marketing cooperative, but he was somewhat troubled, unsure of what to buy.
As he was wandering around, he suddenly heard the roar of a motorcycle behind him. He quickly moved aside, but the motorcycle stopped right next to him.
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