Chapter 20 of December, given the smooth progress this month, Xiaoqiao is preparing to set this month's goal at Chapter 40, please encourage everyone!

In addition: The monthly ticket was originally rushing to 17, but now it is 19. Please help Xiaoqiao rush up.

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The leader of the silk threading factory reported at 1:20 noon. When another deputy general manager finished talking, Jiang Xidong took the time to say, "Mayor Hou, it's time for dinner."

Hou Weidong said: "Didn't the chefs strike in the factory? It's good if there is no strike. We'll have dinner in the factory cafeteria." He looked at the few people who had not reported it yet and said: "In this way, we don't have to work hungry, go to the dining table and eat and talk."

Jiang Xidongdao: "Mayor Hou, this is your first time meeting with the team. We can't be too casual, so we'll go out to eat."

Hou Weidong refused and said, "Just let the food group make some home-cooked dishes, just enough to eat."

The group walked to the factory. Since he often breathed fresh air at Qinglin Primary School, he attached great importance to the cleanliness of the community. This is not a matter of face, but a problem that reflects the spirit and taste of the leaders. He went to Qinglin Town to be the deputy mayor and planted many osmanthus trees in Qinglin Town. Lao Xing of the grain station admired it very much, but things were both sides. The osmanthus trees, as a street tree, have grown up in grades, but they grew too slowly, and were still similar to those in the past few years. When the sun shivered, some people also scolded: "It was Hou Weidong who wanted to plant osmanthus trees. If he planted yellow trees, he would now be shaded."

"Director Jiang. The factory area has a good sanitation and is very clean. The cleaners did not have a holiday." Hou Weidong praised.

Ren Lindu followed and thought to himself: "The factory environment is good, and the production is not enough, so it's useless."

Jiang Xidong was guilty for no reason and said, "The cleaners are temporary employees, and the strikers are all formal workers in the factory."

Cheng Yonggui took over the conversation and said, "Foreign workers still have the thinking of the planned economic model. They are lazy to work. They have no sense of crisis and are strictly managed in the factory. They are more serious and they feel that they are strict in their management and have to go on strike."

Hou Weidong just looked at the tidy factory area and didn't ask for it.

Just two o'clock in the hour hand, the rumbling sound of machines came from the factory, and the originally monotonous and calm factory was immediately full of vitality.

Hou Weidong put down his chopsticks and said, "Today's meal is the most comfortable. If you don't drink, you can eat an extra bowl of rice."

Jiang Xidong was a little distracted. When Hou Weidong finished speaking, he said, "Mayor Hou, have you eaten? Today is really simple."

Hou Weidong: "Today we ate Gongbao chicken, konjac duck, braised fish, and the chicken, duck, fish and meat were all complete. In the past, landlords could not eat this well even during the Chinese New Year."

"One day our team invites Mayor Hou to dinner."

"I have contacted township enterprises in the county and are a layman in the management of large and medium-sized state-owned enterprises. Today is a good opportunity. Please ask Director Jiang to be my teacher, and I will take a look at the production process."

In the past, Deputy Mayor Liu Chuandao had a bad temper. When he was in charge of the company, he liked to train people and got angry at all times, but he dared to talk back to Liu Chuandao. At this time, facing the young and kind Hou Weidong, he was subconsciously a little afraid. He heard that he was going to check the factory process and was a little reluctant, but he had no reason to refuse the reasonable request of a deputy mayor in charge.

The silk threading factory was designed by a college student studying in the Soviet Union. The production workshop was arranged in the order of production process. The factory was also in the style of the former Soviet Union. The factory was tall, with good lighting, and the machines were roaring. The workers were all in their own positions, nervous and orderly.

Yang Bai's words came to Hou Weidong's mind: "Jiang Xidong started as a grassroots worker in the factory. He worked as a technician, workshop director, chief engineer, and a master in management of enterprises. The silk and spinning factory actually operates well and there is no reason why he cannot afford a salary."

Now Yang Bai's words are combined with the actual situation of the silk threading factory, which makes Hou Weidong suspicious, but he looks energetic on his face and listens to Jiang Xidong's introduction with relish.

When he walked out of the factory, Hou Weidong shook hands with the leaders of the silk threading factory one by one. He finally shook hands with Jiang Xidong and fully affirmed the silk threading factory: "The management of a large enterprise is a profound knowledge. The management of the silk threading factory reaches such a level, which shows that the factory leadership team is very combat-oriented, and I am more confident."

When Hou Weidong left the factory, Jiang Xidong went to the workshop with a lot of thoughts. As soon as he returned to the office, Cheng Yonggui walked over with a smile and said, "Boss, Hou Weidong has a good reputation for our factory today. He is just a local bun, and he doesn't know how to manage modern enterprises."

Jiang Xidong did not regard Cheng Yonggui as an outsider and snorted, "I heard from my friend that Hou Weidong is very cunning. Today he has something to say and highly evaluates our factory. Then why do workers go on strike? Behind his praise is this question. Didn't you, a fool, hear this subtext?"

Cheng Yonggui thought about it and found that this was indeed the case. He beat eggplant by frost and then cursed: "Those workers are all stones in the thatched cottage, smelly and hard."

Jiang Xidong said with a dark face: "Stop cursing people, what's the point of cursing people? The things I have to do to you must do firmly. If the matter is serious, you can't make any mistakes."

When Hou Weidong returned to the office, he immediately called Jiang Jin, director of the Planning Commission, and said, "Director Jiang, do you have any reports from the silk threading factory there?"

Jiang Jin said excitedly: "Mayor Hou, I am just about to report to you that the silk threading factory has resumed production and starts on time at 2 o'clock in the afternoon."

"I understand. You should have a report there. Please organize a set for me and send it to me."

"Mayor Hou, I'll send it here right away."

After getting the thick report, Hou Weidong smiled and said to Jiang Jin: "I didn't say it clearly. You can just send someone here for such a thing. There is no need to go there in person."

Jiang Jin smiled and said, "I have been educated by the Party for many years. I still understand the rules of keeping my eyes on the ground. Mayor Hou needs a report, so of course he has to send it in person."

When Hou Weidong was the secretary of the Jin County Party Committee, Jiang Jin was the director of the Planning Commission. The two were on the same level in terms of level, but Jiang Jin’s position was important, and Hou Weidong always respected him when he came into contact with him. At this time, the status of the two changed, and Jiang Jin’s attitude changed by 180 degrees without any discomfort or unnaturalness.

After Hou Weidong became the deputy mayor, he also appreciated Jiang Jin's sleekness. Sleekness is often not a derogatory term, but is the armor of real society.

"Director Jiang, you have been engaged in economic work and are an expert. If you treat the silk threading factory as a patient, can you summarize the diseases of the silk threading factory in one sentence?"

"Mayor Hou has made a big project, and I have to go back and study it carefully."

Hou Weidong sent Jiang Jin to the door, shook his hands, and said, "Before the Spring Festival, our responsibility is stability, and after the Spring Festival, our responsibility is research."

Through the investigations over the past few days, Hou Weidong has a preliminary understanding of the silk threading factory. He is very cautious and has not expressed his true views on the silk threading factory so far. He still has several steps to complete: First, ask Vice Governor Zhou Changquan, who is in charge of the provincial government and has a say in policy grasp; second, he has to wait until the processing office comes up with the research report, but he has no great hope for this report from the bottom of his heart; third, he needs to verify the materials provided by Yang Bai and sort out the clues obtained from the discussions over the past few days.

Only after completing these three steps can he make accurate judgments about the silk threading factory, which is also the basis for further decision-making.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Hou Weidong came to Zhu Minsheng's office and went up the stairs. When he saw that Zhao Chengyi's office was open, he walked in directly.

Zhao Chengyi saw Hou Weidong walking in, stood up and said, "Mayor Huang is talking about things in Secretary Zhu's office. Please sit here for a while."

Liu Kun was sitting opposite Zhao Chengyi's table. He was the mayor's secretary and Zhao Chengyi was the secretary of the municipal party committee. When the two met, they were very polite to each other. At this time, he saw Zhao Chengyi enthusiastically making tea for Hou Weidong, and was forced to stand up and said, "Mayor Hou, please sit down."

Hou Weidong sat on the sofa, took the "Lingxi Daily" and browsed it casually. As the saying goes, the book is made, Duan Ying's signed article was titled "Revisiting the Development Zone in Seven Years".

Seeing Duan Ying's name, Hou Weidong looked up at Liu Kun's silhouette. Liu Kun's hairstyle has not changed for many years. It is fixed with mousse. It is neat and shiny, and the facial contour is soft and clear. He is a pretty handsome young man, but he is a bit petty.

He took his eyes back from Liu Kun's silhouette to the newspaper. Duan Ying divided the development zones in Lingxi into four grades: one is the locomotive-type development zone, two, Lingxi Development Zone and Tiezhou Development Zone, the second is the automobile head development zone, six, including Shazhou Development Zone, and the third is the motorcycle model development zone, among which Youyiyang Development Zone, and the fourth is the Niu Automobile Model Development Zone, among which Chengjin County Development Zone.

Yiyang County Development Zone has always been a model for county-level development zones and has been at the forefront of development zones for a long time. This time, Duan Ying was divided into three categories of development zones, which made Hou Weidong unexpectedly.

When Zhao Chengyi was filling up tea for Hou Weidong, he saw him looking at the article intently and said, "Secretary Zhu attaches great importance to this article and has given special instructions. I heard that this reporter named Duan Ying has worked in Yiyang Newspaper and Shazhou Newspaper before. Do you know Duan Ying?"

Duan Ying was the eternal pain in Liu Kun's heart. When he heard Zhao Chengyi mention this, he remained silent.

Hou Weidong did not mention Duan Ying's incident, saying: "Tiezhou's GDP has increased significantly in recent years, which has a lot to do with the development zone. I feel a lot of pressure on my shoulders."

Zhao Chengyi smiled and said, "The newspaper is still in Secretary Zhu's office. I read his instructions and gave comments on the construction of the Southern New District. When you go in and talk, Secretary Zhu will personally explain the task to you."

Liu Kun was disturbed by the words Duan Ying. When he heard the conversation between Zhao Chengyi and Hou Weidong, he couldn't help but have a huge gap. After years of hard work, he became the mayor's secretary. It was originally something to be proud of, but all his achievements were always dark under Hou Weidong's light, which made him both disappointed and unfair.

Following Mayor Huang Ziti out of the municipal party committee, Liu Kun said lightly: "Today I met Mayor Hou in Secretary Zhao's office, and he also came to report to Secretary Zhu."
Chapter completed!