"Haha, Lao Cheng, you offended Lao Luo today."

"You fat Li, are you sitting next to you and watching jokes? You don't know how to help me with me."

"Old Cheng is going to do it, one is going to be the three of us, how can we get a few of our brothers to speak?"

"I don't deliberately want to be in trouble with Lao Luo. It's because their reinstallation office has too harsh conditions. Good guy, this is deliberately taking us as class enemies to guard against."

"Isn't it? When did we go through ambiguous work? There were no agreements in the past, so we also completed the task with quality and quantity. Good guy, this reform has not been changed, and what kind of agreement has been made? How can the state and state-owned enterprises sign an agreement? Aren't we a family?"

"You just take it down, Lao Liu, the equipment your factory has made for the Zhongyuan Paint Factory, has nothing wrong with it? In my opinion, the reinstallation is for your factory to come!"

"Go to you, it's been a year since that happened. Only you, old horse, always talk about it..."

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The heads of a group of enterprises left the Economic Commission compound and found a restaurant on the side of the road to sit down. They ordered food and ran together. These factories were all chemical equipment. In the past, there were many meetings together. The factory leaders were familiar with each other and spoke unscrupulously. When the meeting was held just now, everyone was already talking, but they were inconvenient to clamor in front of Luo Xiangfei. Now that they have come out, there are no officials around them, so they complain.

"As far as I can tell, Lao Luo also has his difficulties. These five sets of large fertilizer equipment have been paid by each of them, and the savings of the people also put pressure on him. It is understandable that he is worried that our subcontracting companies will lose their chains. But the problem is that this hole cannot be opened. Once this hole is opened, we will have to issue military orders in any project in the future. Wouldn't we be uncomfortable with ourselves?"

Cheng Yuanding sat in the upper head and said to everyone. During the meeting today, he was the first to attack Luo Xiangfei, which was considered to have carried the thunder for everyone. So when the seats were arranged, everyone gave him to the upper head, so he took it as the only one sitting down.

Hearing Cheng Yuanding say this, Deng Zongbai nodded and said, "Old Cheng's words are reasonable. Actually, if Director Luo changes his opinion and makes some demands to everyone, we are not unreasonable people, right? We are all key national enterprises, so how can we deliberately not do good quality? But we have to sign and write, and if we have any faults, we will be punished severely. We cannot be abusive to their faults."

"Yes, that's the reason." Ma Weixiang, the director of Haidong Chemical Equipment Factory, echoed, "In my opinion, the country has established this reinstallation office and coordinated the development of major equipment. This is a good thing. The reinstallation office should serve our companies. How can we make things difficult for us? Do you think so?"

Shi Yongjin, deputy director of Huxi Petrochemical Machinery Factory, interjected: "In terms of everyone's opinion, what should we do next? The Economic Commission recruits us. If we don't cooperate completely, we will definitely not be able to explain it."

"It's okay, just stretch it first, see who can stretch it." Cheng Yuanding said, "We don't refuse, just say that there is a difficulty and don't let go. Let's see if Luo Xiangfei can calm down."

"Old Cheng, according to your opinion, you won't force Lao Luo to get angry, right?" Ma Weixiang asked timidly. He had never dealt with Luo Xiangfei much and did not understand Luo Xiangfei's temper, so he was eager to ask Cheng Yuanding for advice.

Cheng Yuanding said indifferently: "No, Lao Luo is well-educated. Besides, we are not doing things for our own business, we are all working for the country. Why should he be anxious with us, right?"

"Yes!" everyone responded unevenly.

"Haha, as long as everyone is united and reinstalling, there is no way to deal with us. If the law does not punish the public, can he still punish us factory managers?" Cheng Yuanding said carelessly.

Ma Weixiang smiled and said, "It's just right that I've been trampling. I've long wanted to retire and go back to hold my grandson. I've been revolutionizing for most of my life, so I should enjoy Qingfuluo."

"Yes, I just go back and enjoy the peace and happiness!"

Everyone was angry with each other, and the waiter on the other side had already brought the wine and food one after another. Everyone poured the wine and then started drinking.

"Director Ma, let me introduce you to me. This is my fellow villager named Ruan Phucen, who opened a small machinery factory in Hoi An area. He happened to be having dinner here, and when he met, he insisted that I bring him to see you."

As Ma Weixiang came to the capital, Dong Yan, the technical director of the factory, brought a middle-aged man with wrinkles on his face and looked terrible, to Ma Weixiang and introduced him.

"Oh, it's Director Ma. I've always heard from Director Dong talk about you, but I haven't had the chance to meet you. You smoke, you smoke." The man named Ruan Phucen smiled and hurriedly took out the cigarette from his pocket. Without saying a word, he stuffed it into Ma Weixiang's hand.

Dong Yan is the technical authority in the factory and is a subordinate who Ma Weixiang relied heavily on. The person he introduced was naturally inconvenient and Ma Weixiang was too cold. He smiled and took the cigarette, lit it with the lighter that Ruan Phucen came up to light it, took a sip, and said casually: "Lao Ruan, it's not simple. You can just take a Chinese cigarette. Our table is not as good as the cigarette you smoke."

"Where is it, Director Ma laughed at me. I am just a farmer, bringing a few packs of good cigarettes for the needs of doing business. These are all leaders, come on, everyone smokes..."

As Ruan Phucen said, he began to smoke around the table and everyone with a flattering smile on his face. The factory managers did not notice where this country man came out at first. When they saw Ma Weixiang sitting there and smiling knowingly, they realized that this was Ma Weixiang's acquaintance. So they took the cigarette handed over by Ruan Phucen casually. Some lit it immediately, while others were clamped on their ears or thrown on the table in front of them. No one refused this kindness.

After Ruan Phuket got the cigarette, it did not disappear as smoothly as everyone hoped. Instead, it stood beside Ma Weixiang, looked at the dishes on the table, and said exaggeratedly: "Oh, leaders are so frugal. These dishes are not worthy of everyone's identity. Let's do this, I'll be the waiter, and give us your best dishes on this table."

"Lao Ruan, what are you doing?" Ma Weixiang's face changed slightly, and he felt very unhappy. The people on this table were all leaders of a large state-owned factory. According to Dong Yan's introduction, Ruan Phoen only opened a small and small boss in the following area. What's the turn of him to say this here?

Haidong Province is a province with relatively fast pace of reform. There have been many small bosses like Ruan Phucen in the province. Most of them are under the banner of community and team enterprises, but they actually run personal enterprises. Officials actually know the tricks. It is just that the people do not raise their heads and officials do not investigate. As long as these small bosses do not cause any trouble, everyone is willing to turn a blind eye.

Haidong's bosses are smart and hardworking, so many people are doing a very prosperous business, and it is not uncommon for those with a property of over one million. Judging from Ruan Phuket's appearance, he is probably a person who "gets rich first", otherwise he would not dare not even ask about the price and asks the waiter to serve the best dishes.

Although these individual bosses make more money, in terms of personal wealth, they are more than any factory manager on this table. But the factory managers will not take them seriously at all. It is already very worthy of everyone to be able to take a cigarette from him. If he wants to do this, he will overestimate himself.

"Dong Yan, please don't spend money, you fellow villager. We factory leaders haven't seen each other for a long time. If you want to talk to the past, you may not have time to talk to him." Ma Weixiang turned his head to Dong Yan and said with a cold face.

Hearing Ma Weixiang's words, before Dong Yan could say anything, Ruan Phucgen nodded desperately and said, "I understand, Director Ma, you don't have to be polite. I'm eating there, so I won't disturb everyone. However, I'll make this table of dishes. You'll leave after you finish eating, and I'll pay the bill."

As he said that, he bowed to the factory directors and then walked away with a smile on his face. Dong Yan quickly chased after him and accompanied him back to his original table.

"This person is really a bit naughty."

Watching Ruan Phucang walk away, Ma Weixiang commented sarcastically.

"Old Ma, there are many such small bosses in Haidong. We often have you Haidong people in our factory to do sales. They dare to sell those flying in the sky and swimming in the water." Deng Zongbai said with a smile.

"Don't look at them as rustic, they all have money." Shi Yongjin said, "Look, he still thinks that our table of dishes is cold and insists on adding dishes to us."

"Isn't it? They are so self-employed, eating more luxuriously than us. Eating hundreds of meals is nothing."

"I also heard that many restaurants now have that kind of high-end dish, which is prepared for them."

Everyone laughed and regarded the farmer entrepreneur who just emerged as a laughing stock.

"Uncle Fugen, don't mind. There are leaders of big factories on that table. Like the fat man with a little bald hair, his level is as high as that of our regional specialist."

On Ruan Phucang's table, Dong Yan whispered to explain to Ruan Phucang. Ruan Phucang is Dong Yan's elder and is considered an uncle who has been in the fifth squad. Dong Yan's family has received some care from Ruan Phucang in their hometown, so Dong Yan is quite respectful to Ruan Phucang. Ma Weixiang just threw a look on Ruan Phucang, and Dong Yan was really afraid that Ruan Phucang would be unhappy.

"Oh, it's okay. If the leader can pick me up a cigarette, it will give me a lot of face." Ruan Phucen didn't mind what happened just now. No one who came out to do business has ever seen anyone rolling his eyes. He didn't expect to be able to get these unattainable state-owned enterprise leaders with a meal. The reason why he rushed to help others pay for the bill was only an instinct. Who knows which relationship could be borrowed slightly in the future?

"Dong Yan, what are you going to the capital for a meeting? Why are so many leaders here?"
Chapter completed!