Chapter 121

"Comrades, comrades, after getting off work tonight, go to the Cultural Palace for a meeting. It's about distillery reform and share distribution. This is closely related to your own interests, I hope everyone will be present, don't miss the opportunity."

In each workshop, smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

"Finally there is news, I waited until I had no confidence."

"The city leaders announced it in person, how could there be an accident."

"It is estimated that the factory has also been studying this matter for the past few days."

"You say, can Zhou Andong really let me live in a building?"

"I believe him, anyway, this time he is factory director, I raise both hands and feet in support."

"Me too, if it weren't for Factory Director Zhou, I guess my family wouldn't be able to open the pot now."

"Right, the one who cursed the most was Chai Guangde. His wife was in confinement, couldn't even drink a mouthful of fish soup, had no milk, and the child was hungry and howling, but he had no money to buy milk powder, borrowing from the east and scraping from the west. If it weren't for Factory Director Zhou selling the liquor and supplementing the wages and raising the money, his child would have starved to death."

"Pah, Chai Guangde is the most ungrateful, ungrateful thing."

Zhang Deyou stood in front of the office window, looking at the distillery gate for a long time without moving. He was really unwilling, but things had reached this point, and he was powerless to turn the tide, so he could only accept this result.

Finance Section Chief Liu Jian stood beside Zhang Deyou, listening to the broadcast, his already uneasy heart becoming more and more irritable. How exactly did we lose? Factory director, deputy factory director, plus these middle-level cadres, were actually overturned by an employee, thrown into a mess, and until now they hadn't figured out how they had fallen.

Could it be that Zhou Andong is really God's illegitimate son? Otherwise, why every time, when it looked like he was about to be stepped to death, he would turn over?

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Deyou spoke: "Is everything ready?"

Liu Jian nodded, but was very hesitant: "Really want to do this?"

Zhang Deyou's face was a bit ferocious: "Do you think Zhou Andong won't check the accounts?"

Liu Jian didn't speak. Zhang Deyou continued: "If we don't do this, I, the old factory director, including you, won't have a good result."

Liu Jian suddenly felt a bit afraid, but thinking that once the account problem was exposed, the consequences would be even more serious, he could only bite the bullet and go to the end.

"Are we going to attend the meeting?"

"Go!" Zhang Deyou said: "To avoid arousing their suspicion, the old factory director and I will also go."

All afternoon, all employees had no heart to work, all thinking about the employee meeting after getting off work. This was also the first time they were so happy to hold a meeting during their off-work time.

"Bell..."

The bell for getting off work rang, and the employees walked toward the Cultural Palace laughing and making noise.

The factory department also became lively. People from all sections walked out of the office, some with smiles on their faces, looking forward to the future. Some were uneasy, not knowing what tomorrow would be like.

Gradually, the factory department quieted down. Liu Jian was the last to come out of the Finance Section, stood at the door and looked back, then turned and locked the door and left quickly.

Gao Qingkui held his enamel teacup and left the office. At this time, Zhang Deyou also came out. The two looked at each other and walked toward the stairs one after another.

Suddenly, the door of Gu Bing's office opened, and Zhou Andong walked out from inside. Seeing Gao Qingkui and Zhang Deyou, he said happily: "Oh, Old Factory Director, Vice Factory Director Zhang, what a coincidence, let's go together."

Gu Bing, Jian Qiu, and Qian Zhen came out subsequently, warmly greeting the two, without the tit-for-tat from before, which made Gao Qingkui and Zhang Deyou suddenly suspicious, and their hearts suddenly became a bit uneasy.

Inside the Cultural Palace, it was noisy. When Zhou Andong and the others entered, it immediately quieted down. Seeing Zhou Andong, Gu Bing, Gao Qingkui, and Zhang Deyou walking together laughing and talking, everyone looked unbelievable.

What's going on? Before, they were fighting to the death, wishing they could swallow each other alive, how did it change overnight, as if they were old friends who hadn't seen each other for decades, walking together laughing and talking?

Couldn't figure it out, so they didn't think about it, and then they cast their eyes on Jian Qiu, who was walking beside Zhou Andong, especially those women, all envious and admiring.

To talk about women, you still have to have vision. Look, Zhou Andong's ex-wife, only divorced for a few days, Zhou Andong not only got a bonus of 80,000 yuan, but also became factory director, holding 12% of management shares.

That woman just didn't have the fate to enjoy happiness. Look at Director Jian again, usually not giving any man a good look, but only took a fancy to Zhou Andong, this divorced man, and no one knew about it quietly. Then she became the factory director's wife. This vision, among so many girls in the factory, not one could compare. No wonder she could be director, this is also a kind of strength.

On the stage, Zhou Andong pressed Gao Qingkui into the middle position: "Old Factory Director, you are virtuous and respected, this position must be yours to sit in."

Along the way, Zhou Andong's flattery to him, and the respect he showed him at this time, was like feeding him dog shit, making him disgusted. But he couldn't not accept it. If he got up and sat in another place, those employees below would definitely think, Zhou Andong doesn't care about your previous actions, you are still caring, and they would definitely scold him behind his back, and they wouldn't know how ugly it would be.

A smile that was hard to detect hooked on the corner of Zhou Andong's mouth, and he sat beside Gao Qingkui: "Old Factory Director, you say a few words."

No matter how disgusted he was in his heart, Gao Qingkui still had to have a smile on his face: "No, you say it."

Zhou Andong looked at Zhang Deyou again: "Vice Factory Director Zhang, why don't you say a few words?"

Zhang Deyou also shook his head with a smile: "I don't know about distillery reform and share issues, nothing to say."

"Alright then!" Zhou Andong held the microphone and tested the sound: "Are you comrades waiting anxiously?"

"Yes!" A deafening shout sounded below.

Zhou Andong laughed loudly: "If you are anxious, it proves you are not stupid."

A burst of light laughter sounded below, of course, there were also discordant voices, but they were covered up.

Zhou Andong dragged on time, telling a few harmless dirty jokes from time to time, making the male comrades laugh loudly, and the female comrades blushed, but couldn't hide the smile on their faces, looking at Zhou Andong with inexplicable brilliance in their eyes.

Jian Qiu sat below, rolling her eyes at Zhou Andong, but the upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her mood at this time.

The venue completely became Zhou Andong's personal talk show performance. The employees below didn't feel anything wrong, but the atmosphere was very happy. However, Gao Qingkui and Zhang Deyou felt more and more uneasy in their hearts, always feeling that something was a bit wrong, but couldn't say what was wrong.