Chapter 104 Is the result important?

Lu Wenhao and Zhang Jianfeng just walked out of the train station with their bags.

Dozens of manpower tricycles rushed to them one after another, and the tricycle drivers were lying in the business.

"Boss, are you taking a car?"

"Boss, my car is cheap."

"Boss, I'm the most familiar with the road. No matter the streets and alleys, I'll help you to the place!"

One person even snatched the bag from Lu Wenhao, and the other person grabbed Lu Wenhao's arm and wanted to force Lu Wenhao to his car.

Lu Wenhao could see that most of these tricycle drivers were wearing shabby work clothes, and some even printed words such as Shougang, FAW, etc.

Seeing this scene, Lu Wenhao felt a little nervous.

These coachmen are all excellent technical workers, but they have lost their jobs and can only rely on this method to support their families.

Zhang Jianfeng squeezed in from outside the crowd, took Lu Wenhao's bag back from the tricycle driver, and stared at the same time, he began to scold the group of drivers: "What are you doing, what are you doing!"

Seeing that Zhang Jianfeng's face was not good, the coachmen suddenly became softer and no longer dared to come forward to pull people. They just muttered in a low voice: "Boss, wherever you are going, it is most convenient to take our car. No matter how far it is, it only costs one dollar to travel."

"That's right!"

Lu Wenhao smiled and said, "How much does it cost to go to Wudaokou from here?"

"One dollar!"

"One dollar?"

Lu Wenhao was a little unbelievable. He might not be familiar with other places in Yanjing City, but he was very familiar with Tsinghua Park from the train station to Wudaokou. He had been walking this section for four years, and he had taken taxis, tricycles, or even motorcycles.

If five years ago, the per capita salary was only more than 100 yuan, and one yuan was about the same from the train station to Wudaokou. But now, what can one yuan do?

Zhang Jianfeng didn't think as much as he thought. He pointed to one of the coachmen and said, "Come on, the Family Court of the Economic and Trade Commission, do you know?"

"Know!"

"It's just the two of us."

The coachman was happy and hurriedly called Lu Wenhao and Zhang Jianfeng to get into the seat: "No problem, it's one dollar, but the distance is a bit far, and it takes about an hour and a half!"

When the other coachmen saw that the guests had already chosen the car, they were all angry and fell over the front of the car one by one, and then went to find other customers.

Lu Wenhao sat in the back seat of the car, looked at the same style of human-powered tricycle coming and going on the road, and asked the driver strangely: "I didn't seem to have seen so many tricycles in Yanjing last time."

The driver asked while pedaling the car, "Have you been to our Yanjing?"

Lu Wenhao nodded: "I've been here. I was in Yanjing for four years."

The coachman sneered: "Four years ago, the companies in Yanjing were so prosperous. Who would have come out to pedal tricycles to make money? You also saw that there were seven or eight people snatching a customer, and I didn't earn five dollars a day. If I hadn't been able to live, who would have done this job?"

Lu Wenhao began to ask tentatively: "Are you a laid-off worker?"

The driver did not look back, and seemed to be pedaling the bike wholeheartedly and said in a leisurely tone: "Aren't I just a laid-off worker? Our factory has not opened for half a year, and the salary is only half the money. Fortunately, I still have the strength to die and can pedal the tricycle, otherwise the whole family can only drink the northwest wind."

"What is your factory doing?"

"Hongqi Steel Factory, I don't know if the boss has heard of it."

Hongqi Steel Plant is a first-level subsidiary of Shougang Group, mainly producing special steel.

Lu Wenhao nodded: "I have heard that the largest steel mill in Yanjing, it turns out that the Hongqi Steel Factory is doing well!"

The coachman sighed helplessly: "Who said it was not? At that time, our Hongqi Steel Factory was so beautiful, and the products were not worried about selling them. Those who wanted to buy our steel had to queue up. Who knew that the situation in recent years has been getting worse every year..."

Lu Wenhao sighed: "If a person has no future intentions, he will have immediate worries."

...

In the Office of the Director of the Economic and Trade Commission, Chen Junfeng looked at Zhang Jianfeng and Lu Wenhao with a haggard face: "Why are you here? Sit down!"

Zhang Jianfeng looked at Chen Junfeng's pale face and said excitedly with anxiety: "Old leader, you..."

Chen Junfeng waved his hand: "Isn't this busy with work?"

Zhang Jianfeng didn't point it out: "Old leader rest more and pay more attention to his health!"

Chen Junfeng took a deep breath and patted Lu Wenhao on the shoulder: "I feel wronged."

Lu Wenhao shook his head: "I don't feel wronged, I'm just frustrated."

Chen Junfeng sighed and said, "You are also implicated by me."

After a pause, Chen Junfeng continued: "As an old comrade-in-arms, I have transferred to Jiangnan Province and served as a member of the Standing Committee of the Jiangnan Provincial Party Committee. I am in charge of industry. I have entrusted his relationship to transfer you and Xiao Zhang to Jiangnan Province."

Lu Wenhao shook his head: "Director Chen doesn't have to be so troublesome. Now Guangming Factory is in big trouble."

Lu Wenhao handed the file bag in his hand to Chen Junfeng.

Chen Junfeng opened the file bag and opened it, but his face was unexpectedly very calm.

Lu Wenhao seemed to understand something, and he said in surprise: "You have long discovered that there is something wrong with this Mitsubishi Vice President Yataro Iwasaki?"

Chen Junfeng said without comment: Is there any problem, is it very important?

Lu Wenhao sat on the chair with a little discouraged look.

Chen Junfeng sighed: "The general trend is going to happen, and there is no way to turn things around."

Lu Wenhao shook his head: "Director Chen, there is actually a way. As long as there is capital injection, this game of dead chess can be revitalized."

Chen Junfeng said with a serious look: "More than 20,000 large, medium and small enterprises in Dongjiang Province are facing the same difficulties as Guangming Machinery Factory. Each factory needs funds injection, but the province has no money, local governments have no money, and the country has no money, what else can we do?"

Lu Wenhao looked angry: "Are you just watching the Guangming Factory go bankrupt?"

Chen Junfeng patted Lu Wenhao on the shoulder: "The Guangming Municipal Government has nothing to do, otherwise it would not have cooperated with the two scammers to perform such a play! They did this, but they wanted to attract foreign capital."

Lu Wenhao sat decadently on the chair, his eyes dissipated.

Zhang Jianfeng opened his mouth and finally sighed deeply.

Chen Junfeng looked at Lu Wenhao earnestly: "I know you are unwilling to accept it, and I also understand your feelings for Guangming Machinery Factory. It's just that this is a severe baptism of state-owned enterprises by the market economy and a new round of capital reshuffle. It just depends on who can persevere until the end!"

...

In the KTV private room of the Marriott Hotel in Guangming City, the music was deafening and neon lights were flashing.

Several ladies stood on the stage and twisted their waists to the rhythm of the music.

Two sisters Xiao Ze snuggled up to Zhang Shigang, one on the left and the other on the right.

Zhang Shigang held the microphone and sang: "You are like a fire in winter, the blazing flames warmed my heart..."

At this moment, the door of the private room opened from outside.

Zhang Shigang didn't notice it at all and still sang: "Every time you walk into me quietly."

Zhang Shaowen looked at Zhang Shigang who was having fun and walked towards Zhang Shigang with a smile on his face. Zhang Shaowen's assistant slowly walked into the private room with a password box.

Zhang Shigang finally saw Zhang Shaowen coming in, and he waved his hand.

The lady in the private room turned off the music knowingly.

Zhang Shaowen patted Zhang Shigang on the shoulder: "Brother Zhang, I'm so excited."

Zhang Shigang shook his head: "It's just a joy in suffering."

Zhang Shaowen smiled without saying a word, and his eyes fell on the ladies around him.

Zhang Shigang understood and waved his hand again.

The ladies left the private room one after another.

In the entire box, only Zhang Shigang's bodyguard and Zhang Shaowen's assistant were left.

Zhang Shigang poured Zhang Shaowen a glass of wine.

Zhang Shaowen took the wine glass and toast to Zhang Shigang.

Zhang Shaowen finished drinking the wine in his arms in one sip and gave a wink at his assistant.

The assistant understood and placed the password box on the table. He asked Zhang Shaowen for his consent and slowly opened the password box.

Zhang Shigang looked at the password box, densely packed green light bills, neatly arranged, and his eyebrows were inadvertently raised, pretending to be nothing.

Zhang Shaowen smiled: "This is one million...USD."

Zhang Shigang closed the password box and handed it to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard received the password box and held it in his hand.

Zhang Shigang smiled and said, "Mr. Zhang, if you have such a business in the future, come to me! Thank you Mr. Zhang!"

Zhang Shaowen picked up the wine glass, poured it all over and handed it to Zhang Shigang: "Brother Zhang, then let's work together again?"

Zhang Shigang looked at Zhang Shaowen with a smile: "As a businessman, I will never miss any opportunity to make money."

Zhang Shaowen looked at Zhang Shigang with a deep taste and said, "The Guangming Machinery Factory has removed the original equipment and has some practical value. You come forward to buy it for me."

Zhang Shigang looked at Zhang Shaowen in disbelief and smiled slightly, "Boss Zhang is really cruel!"
Chapter completed!