"It's unnecessary." Feng Xiaochen replied, "Since I'm here, I'd better go to the factory to take a look. Maybe I can give the factory some ideas. It's not a problem if the train ticket is not reported. Even if I'm visiting my second uncle and aunt. My second uncle has worked in Qingdong for so many years, I've never visited you."

"Okay, OK, it's a little remote here, but the air is absolutely fresh, and the scenery is beautiful, especially in the morning, walking on the grass with dew is a pleasure." Feng Fei said. The nephew was able to calmly look at the factory's neglect to him, which made Feng Fei feel very pleased. Of course, the dissatisfaction with the factory was a little bit worse.

After talking about this, Wu Suyang also returned from the toilet. Everyone got on the jeep and headed into the mountains. The roads passing through the mountains were well repaired. Perhaps because Dongxiang Machinery Factory built artillery, and artillery needed to be transported and exported through roads, so the road conditions should not be too bad. The main things that affect the speed of the jeep are countless curves, and some places even walk into a 8-shaped large road. The jeep is an old driver with good skills, but he dare not drive too fast, because if some sharp turns turn too fast, the car can't control it.

After struggling on the mountain road for more than three hours, after several ups and downs, a small basin finally appeared in front of it. Looking down from the mountain, there is a blue-gray building in the center of the basin, hidden among the green trees. This is Dongxiang Machinery Factory, a third-tier factory with nearly 5,000 employees and family members.

"It's Master Feng!"

Outside the factory department, Feng Xiaochen finally saw the factory leader who went out to greet him. According to Feng Fei, this is the fifth-ranked deputy director in the factory, named Wan Jiawei, who is in charge of logistics work. Feng Xiaochen thought evilly that this may still be the sequelae caused by his own meat tickets back then. Dongxiang Factory regarded him as a logistics expert.

"Hello, Director Wan, just call me Xiao Feng." Feng Xiaochen said modestly while shook hands with Wan Jiawei.

"That's not good. Master Feng is a master's degree and senior talent from our National Academy of Social Sciences. We all say that Feng Gong's family's ancestral graves are well buried, and three generations are all the elites of the country." Wan Jiawei opened his mouth and praised all the three generations of the Feng family starting with Feng Weiren. Nowadays, graduate students are still very rare. Calling someone a "master's degree" is also a respectful title, just like later generations calling people a doctor.

After a few greetings between the two parties, Wan Jiawei said to Feng Fei: "Mr. Feng, how do you think it is more convenient to arrange Feng Zhuo's accommodation? I have already said hello to the hospitality in the factory. If you want Feng Zhuo to live at home, it would be better for the family to be more intimate. Let the cafeteria arrange it in the evening, and you and Director Wu will have a few drinks with Feng Zhuo and wash the dust. I happened to have a material on it, and I had to prepare it quickly, so I couldn't accompany you."

This was too explicit. Wu Suyang's face suddenly appeared a little embarrassed on his face, while Feng Fei almost sank his face: Damn, I have been calling my nephew from the capital to find a way out for the factory. This is how you treat my nephew. I sent a deputy factory manager with a low ranking, and only said a few beautiful words. I refused to accompany him for a meal, and even said that I would accompany me. Is this a business or a private matter?

Feng Xiaochen stood beside Feng Fei, and could guess Feng Fei's thoughts as he listened to Feng Fei's breath. Although Feng Fei was his uncle, he was a skilled person after all, and he was not able to make any changes. Although Feng Xiaochen was young, he was a man of two lifetimes. In terms of his ability to deal with the scene, he was more than two streets away from Feng Fei.

"Director Wan took his busy schedule and came out to pick me up in person, which was really touching. The issue of accommodation and meals is not to worry about Director Wan. I just need to eat and live at my uncle's house. By the way, Director Wan, before I set off in Beijing, Director Xiaotong of the National Science and Technology Commission specifically talked to me and explained some things, some of which also involved Dongxiang Factory. You see when it will be convenient for you, I will convey it to you." Feng Xiaochen said with a smile.

"Director Xiaotong? Are you talking about...Director Peng Xiaotong?" Wan Jiawei asked tentatively.

"Yes, it's Director Peng Xiaotong." Feng Xiaochen responded lightly.

"Director Peng Xiaotong..." Wan Jiawei's face also looked a little ugly.

There are many department-level cadres in the Science and Technology Commission, and Wan Jiawei cannot know them all. However, he estimated that there was only one director named Xiaotong, that is Director Peng Xiaotong, who is in charge of Dongxiang Machinery Factory's business. This Director Peng is the immediate boss of Dongxiang Factory. Wan Jiawei is also a regular manager in terms of level. Zheng Lisheng, the director of Dongxiang Factory, is a deputy director. However, whether it is Wan Jiawei or Zheng Lisheng, they must respect themselves when they meet Peng Xiaotong, because he is the supervisor.

But it was just such a Director Peng. Feng Xiaochen actually called him "Director Xiaotong". Could it be that Feng Fei's nephew is very familiar with Peng Xiaotong?

Feng Xiaochen seemed not to notice Wan Jiawei's performance. He said: "Actually, it's not a very formal conversation. He just chatted casually during dinner. Director Xiaotong still attaches great importance to the matter of Dongxiang Factory. He said that the Dongxiang Factory faces a lot of pressure to change production, so I asked me to take a look on his behalf. He also asked me to express his greetings to all the leaders on his behalf. He has been busy with work recently, so he may not have time to go to Dongxiang Factory to learn in person... By the way, learn this word, but Director Xiaotong's own words were not made up by me."

"When you are having dinner? Why do you eat with Director Peng?" Wan Jiawei asked subconsciously.

Feng Xiaochen pretended to be low-key and said, "It's not that Director Xiaotong is too polite. I just went to the Science and Technology Commission to discuss something, so he had to treat me to a meal. I said it's okay to have a meal, so I just went to the cafeteria to deal with it casually. He said no, and he had to take me to a restaurant outside, which made me very embarrassed."

"Uh..." Wan Jiawei was stunned. What Feng Xiaochen said didn't sound real, but reason told him that this might be true. After all, Feng Xiaochen is a graduate student of the Academy of Social Sciences, not the kind of person who can speak nonsense. What is Peng Xiaotong's relationship with him? Dongxiang Factory can find out by just asking about it. Feng Xiaochen cannot talk nonsense about such a problem.

But if Peng Xiaotong really invited Feng Xiaochen to dinner and had to go to a restaurant outside, Dongxiang Factory's neglect of Feng Xiaochen now would be ridiculous and the consequences would be very serious.

"Master Feng, look at this incident. It turns out that you are so familiar with Director Peng, why didn't you say it earlier?" Wan Jiawei immediately made a decision to remedy. He reached out and almost snatched a bag in Feng Xiaochen's hand into his hand, and then said, "Let's not stand here and chat, hurry up and go to the office."

"There is no need for this? Director Wan, don't you still have a piece of materials to prepare?" Feng Xiaochen said in a pretense of panic.

Wan Jiawei waved his hand and said, "I'll just have to work extra night shifts in the evening. Mr. Feng, I'll get used to the same thing as you see, and I want to have a good chat with you. Let's go to the small conference room to sit there. I have some good tea leaves. By the way, Lao Wu, go and talk to the small cafeteria and ask them to arrange it well and welcome Mr. Feng to the evening. At that time, please ask Director Zheng and Secretary Yu to accompany you."

The dude's face became so fast that the dull Feng Fei didn't react at once. I don't know what happened. Feng Xiaochen was calm. He brought out Peng Xiaotong's name just to scare the people of Dongxiang Factory. In fact, Dongxiang Factory was enthusiastic about Feng Xiaochen himself, and Feng Xiaochen didn't care whether he was enthusiastic about Feng Xiaochen. He came to help Dongxiang Factory. If Dongxiang Factory didn't give him a good face, he could just leave. Anyway, the only thing he lost was Dongxiang Factory. His artificiality was entirely to support Feng Fei. From the attitude of Dongxiang Factory towards him, Feng Xiaochen could feel that Feng Fei had no status in the factory, and probably no one believed anything. Since Feng Xiaochen was here, he naturally had to help Feng Fei with a long face.

Peng Xiaotong invited Feng Xiaochen to dinner, but it was true. Feng Xiaochen was going to visit Dongxiang Factory and asked Meng Fanze to help him clear the relationship between the Science and Technology Commission in advance. Meng Fanze has several old subordinates in the Science and Technology Commission, one of which is Peng Xiaotong's director. The director handed Feng Xiaochen to Peng Xiaotong and specifically told Peng Xiaotong that this was his junior of his old leader. How dare Peng Xiaotong not be enthusiastic about Feng Xiaochen?

A factory staff took Feng Xiaochen to the small conference room, and indeed made a cup of fragrant tea for him and Feng Fei. Wan Jiawei took the excuse to explain the dinner and went straight to the factory director Zheng Lisheng's office. After carefully closing the door, Wan Jiawei walked to Zheng Lisheng's desk and lowered his voice and said, "Old Zheng, Feng Fei's nephew from the technical department is here."

"What's wrong?" Zheng Lisheng raised his head and asked in surprise.

"He said he knew Peng Xiaotong." Wan Jiawei said.

"He knows Peng Xiaotong?" Zheng Lisheng was indeed a little surprised, "How could he know Peng Xiaotong?"

Wan Jiawei shook his head and said, "I'm not convenient for me to ask in detail. However, he said that Peng Xiaotong personally invited him to dinner, and that he ate in a restaurant outside. Judging from what he meant, he and Peng Xiaotong should be very familiar with each other. I don't think it's fake."

"How is this possible?" Zheng Lisheng's face became serious, "Didn't Feng Fei say that his nephew is only in his 20s? And he is a student, how could he have something to do with Peng Xiaotong?"

"Can he be the relative of which leader?"

"This is even more impossible. Feng Fei is his biological uncle. If he is a relative of the leader, wouldn't Feng Fei also be a relative of the leader?"

"That's right,...but what if it's his wife's relationship?"

"You mean, he might be the son-in-law of a leader?"

"Or grandson-in-law..."
Chapter completed!