Chapter 120

Gao Qingkui lifted his eyelids and said with a fake smile: "I officially retire the day after tomorrow, not tomorrow."

Zhou Andong wandered around the office, looking at this and touching that, as if he were interested in everything: "The weather forecast says it will cool down tomorrow, it's freezing cold, and it's not a day difference. With your old arms and legs, what if you fall? That would be life-threatening."

Gao Qingkui held his enamel teacup and took a sip of hot tea: "I'm about to retire, so I have to stand the last shift well and draw a perfect period for my career."

Zhou Andong bared his teeth and nodded; "Since you are afraid of having regrets, then I will wait one more day." Then he turned behind Gao Qingkui and patted the back of the chair, "This chair should be very comfortable to sit on, why am I still a little impatient?"

Gao Qingkui smiled slightly: "Young man, you have to be patient. Being anxious, how can you accomplish big things?"

"Also right!" Zhou Andong agreed, "Then alright, Old Factory Director, you stand the last shift well, I'm leaving."

Watching Zhou Andong leave the office, the smile on Gao Qingkui's face immediately disappeared, and then he got up and looked out the window, muttering to himself; "Stayed here for a lifetime, really a bit reluctant to part with it."

Zhou Andong looked back at Gao Qingkui's office. That old thing hadn't done anything at all. Could it be that he had just been drinking tea in the office for the past few days?

Returning to Seeing Jian Qiu's office, he found that she was still looking at the song list: "Haven't finished reading it yet?"

Seeing Jian Qiu raised the piece of paper in her hand: "The little story written on the back, are you trying to shoot an MV?"

"Right!" Zhou Andong said: "Without an MV, who would know our liquor? The song would be sung in vain."

Seeing Jian Qiu thought thoughtfully: "The story is very touching, but to shoot the effect first, you have to find a good director."

Zhou Andong said: "When the time comes, you and An Jing go back, you guys figure out the director and actors."

Seeing Jian Qiu nodded and asked: "What is Gao Qingkui busy with?"

Zhou Andong said: "Can you believe it? That old guy is just drinking tea in the office."

Seeing Jian Qiu frowned: "He is just drinking tea?"

"Right!" Zhou Andong still hadn't figured out what Gao Qingkui wanted to do, "But I don't believe he would honestly drink tea in the office for several days. Behind it, there must be some unspeakable purpose hidden."

Seeing Jian Qiu's slender fingers tapped the table rhythmically: "You say, he is doing this, is it to attract our attention?"

A bright light flashed in Zhou Andong's mind, and he blurted out: "Finance Section!"

Seeing Jian Qiu was stunned: "Finance Section?"

Zhou Andong's eyes narrowed: "Gao Qingkui retires, Zhang Deyou's promotion failed, this completely exceeded their expectations. And what they are most worried about, and also the most fatal, is the financial problem."

Seeing Jian Qiu said: "If there is a problem with the finances, it's impossible to finish the accounts in a few days, right?"

Zhou Andong said softly: "Can't finish, so, something will likely happen tonight."

Seeing Jian Qiu's face changed, and she stood up abruptly: "Do they really dare?"

"Work handover must be done tomorrow. By then I will check the accounts, no one can object. If there is no problem with the accounts, nothing will happen tonight. If there is a problem, they will definitely take risks."

Zhou Andong walked back and forth twice, "Call a general meeting of all employees, it must be after the bell rings, when getting off work. The reason... is the distillery establishing a joint-stock company and the issue of share distribution. Must emphasize that no one is allowed to stay in the office, everyone must attend the meeting."

Zhou Andong walked out, "You go find Gu Bing and Uncle Qian, I'll go find Yao Jun to arrange it."

For the past few days, Yan Guohai had been walking with wind, drinking a small cup every day when he got home, sighing about the importance of standing in line, and feeling sorry for those who stood in the wrong line. But for some reason, the more unlucky those people were, the more he wanted to laugh. He also knew this was very bad, after all, they had all eaten from the same pot, but he just couldn't help but be happy, right?

He was Gu Bing's person, and Zhou Andong, this factory director, was also wearing the same pair of pants as Gu Bing. In the future, not to mention rising steadily, he would definitely not stop at the position of Sales Section Chief.

The bell for getting off work at noon rang. Yan Guohai left the office and prepared to go eat, when he heard someone shouting behind him: "Old Yan!"

Yan Guohai turned his head, saw it was Zhou Andong, and hurriedly turned around to welcome him back, saying with a flattering smile: "Factory Director, what's the matter?"

"Talk while walking." Zhou Andong didn't stop his feet, "Vice Factory Director Qian will be transferred to Jinli County Distillery to serve as factory director and be responsible for the merger and reorganization work. I plan to let you serve as deputy factory director to cooperate with Factory Director Qian's work. Do you have any problems?"

Yan Guohai was so excited that his whole body trembled. He puffed out his chest and raised his head: "Factory Director, don't worry, I will definitely cooperate well with Factory Director Qian's work."

Zhou Andong drew a big cake: "Our factory is about to establish a joint-stock company, and will form a group in the future. By then, whether there will be a position for you on the board of directors depends on your own performance."

Yan Guohai's eyes turned red: "Factory Director, look at my performance, I definitely won't let you down."

Zhou Andong smiled: "Tonight after getting off work, hold a general meeting of all employees, about reform and share distribution. This relates to everyone's own interests. You go back and explain it, it's best if everyone goes to the meeting."

Out of the factory gate, the two separated. Zhou Andong went to the second workshop but didn't find Yao Jun, then went to the boiler room, and sure enough, he was there. He was holding a lunch box and squatting on the ground, bragging and farting with several colleagues while eating.

"Da Jun!" Zhou Andong called out.

"Factory Director!"

"Factory Director!"

Several employees hurriedly greeted Zhou Andong.

Zhou Andong waved his hand with a smile: "You guys eat, I have something to find Yao Jun for."

Yao Jun shoveled a few times messily, ate the last few bites of rice, and then wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Let's go!"

Zhou Andong and Yao Jun left the boiler room, didn't walk far, found a place sheltered from the wind, took out cigarettes, and the two lit one.

"Hoo!"

Zhou Andong took a deep puff, "After the handover tomorrow, I want to ban smoking in the whole factory."

Yao Jun said with a smile: "Aren't you afraid that those big smokers will make trouble? Our factory has banned smoking more than once or twice, and which time wasn't it abandoned halfway?"

Zhou Andong snorted coldly: "When buying shares, it will be written in the contract that one must obey company management and smoking is not allowed in non-smoking areas. If they don't agree, we won't sell them shares."

"You're awesome!" Yao Jun gave a thumbs up, "What's the matter, say it."

Only then did Zhou Andong talk about the real business. Yao Jun's face also became serious, and the two muttered for more than half an hour before dispersing.

For the past few days, all employees in the factory had been discussing the distillery reform. The last reform was aimed at products, but this one was a real reform, closely related to everyone's own interests.

It could be said that they had been full of energy for the past few days. As long as they thought about the share issue, it seemed they had endless strength in their bodies. Every day after getting off work, they would chat in groups of three before going home. Everyone was looking forward to establishing the company early so they could buy shares.

Only on this harmonious and prosperous surface, no one knew that an undercurrent was slowly brewing.