Chapter 1373: Went to the Wrong Door

"Director, I'll go down and take a look."

Even Jiao Meimei felt the pressure, becoming very careful, slowly pushing open the car door, and closing it gently, very afraid of startling Xiong Zhaoming.

After getting off the car, Jiao Meimei felt a lightness on her body, but seeing the tightly closed gate, what followed was full of anger and humiliation.

Zhou Andong, you are too bullying, Jiao Meimei walked to the gate aggressively and kicked the gate.

Because she was wearing high heels, and the icy road was very slippery, when she kicked the gate with one foot.

The other foot slipped, the heel suddenly broke, and a terrible light sound came from the ankle bone.

The whole person lost balance, fell heavily to the ground, followed by the severe pain in the ankle, making her groan.

"Director Jiao!"

Several people ran down from the bus, men and women, with anxious faces.

"Are you okay?"

Several people helped Jiao Meimei up in a hurry, and then heard Jiao Meimei's miserable scream.

"Ah, pain, pain, pain, ankle twisted."

A woman pointed to a stone at the gate of the electronics factory: "Help Director Jiao to sit there for a while."

Several people helped Jiao Meimei carefully again, and she sat on the stone.

Then the woman squatted down, rolled up Jiao Meimei's trouser legs, and her body shivered.

Only to see Jiao Meimei's ankle twisted strangely, obviously the bone was broken, and it was very serious.

Xiong Zhaoming walked over, seeing Jiao Meimei's twisted ankle, pale with pain, full of sweat, this guy grinned.

"Hurry up and send Director Jiao to the hospital."

At this time, the others also surrounded, a young guy carried Jiao Meimei onto the car.

Two women also followed onto the car, after all, it was an ankle fracture, it wouldn't work without someone to take care of her.

Besides, the opportunity to have intimate contact with a leader like Director Jiao, they wouldn't be able to find it in the future.

More importantly, they had a premonition that today wouldn't be smooth at the electronics factory either.

Rather than staying here and being angry, it's better to go take care of Director Jiao and perform in front of the leader.

The car drove away, Xiong Zhaoming turned around and looked at the tightly closed gate, the fire in his heart began to gather again.

A middle-aged man said in a low voice: "Director, it's not eight o'clock yet, it's the peak time for work, how come there's no one?"

"Hmm?"

Xiong Zhaoming was stunned when he heard the middle-aged man's words, that's right, it's the time for work, how come there's no one?

Another person said hesitantly: "We wouldn't have gone to the wrong door, right."

"No way." The middle-aged man raised his hand and looked around: "Look, the factory gates of the enterprises on both sides, aren't they all facing this street?"

Another person said: "Some big factories can't have only one gate."

The middle-aged man looked at the imposing factory gate, and the golden characters of Yuzhou Technology Electronics Company, how could this be the main gate.

"Today isn't Sunday, right."

Another person said: "Today is Wednesday."

The middle-aged man came to the guard room and looked through the window.

"No one."

Xiong Zhaoming turned around and walked back: "Get in the car, go forward, see if there are other gates."

A group of people got into the car and drove along the main road. A crossroads appeared in front, and Xiong Zhaoming ordered the driver.

"Turn left!"

After the green light was on, the driver drove the car and turned left, and from afar he saw a gate in front, with many people coming in and out.

"It seems that we really went to the wrong door."

The middle-aged man said, thinking in his heart that Jiao Meimei's fall was a bit worthless.

Xiong Zhaoming's face also eased a lot, if he wasn't here with a purpose.

Just the cold reception he suffered at the Jiangzhou Distillery yesterday, he would definitely return to the province directly today.

The car stopped at the gate, Xiong Zhaoming got off the car, saw this gate, built more imposing than the one just now, and knew that he had indeed gone to the wrong door.

Liu Qingjun walked over quickly with people and reached out very enthusiastically: "Director Xiong, long time no see."

Xiong Zhaoming searched in his brain, but still couldn't remember where he had seen Liu Qingjun before.

Seven or eight years ago, he hadn't sat in this position, and followed the department leaders to the Jiangzhou Electronics Factory.

At that time, the Jiangzhou Electronics Factory was very awesome, ranking first or second in the country.

It was only when he became a deputy director that the Jiangzhou Electronics Factory had declined, and he had no interest in paying attention to it.

The reason he knew Liu Qingjun was because he had been paying attention to the Jiangzhou Distillery.

Zhou Andong acquired the debt-ridden electronics factory that was about to close down, which made him very interested.

So he inquired about the electronics factory, and Liu Qingjun, this factory manager.

"Hello!" Xiong Zhaoming responded faintly: "We have met before?"

Liu Qingjun said: "Three years ago, I

"Oh!" Xiong Zhaoming made an 'oh' sound, but still couldn't remember: "I really can't remember."

"You truly are a noble person who forgets things easily." Liu Qingjun said with a smile: "Let's go, let's go to the workshop and take a look."

The electronics factory did not have a welcoming ceremony with colorful flags fluttering or gongs and drums sounding.

But it was very clear that yesterday's encounter at the winery had made Xiong Zhaoming mentally prepared.

He did not have very high expectations for today's itinerary.

Therefore, this guy's mood was still considered calm.

"I heard that your Jiangzhou Electronics Factory has also developed a VCD?"

"Yes!" Liu Qingjun said: "We have already started stocking the shelves, and it will officially go on sale on the 16th."

Xiong Zhaoming nodded and said very earnestly: "The Jiangzhou Electronics Factory is not what it was ten-plus years ago. Now that you are making this VCD, can you sell better than international big brands like Sony and Hitachi?

I think you are being a bit too ambitious; taking such a big step is not a good thing. I actually think the walkie-talkies your factory developed are quite good.

You could completely focus your energy on that, continue research and development, and make the walkie-talkies bigger and stronger—isn't that better than you making this VCD? Besides, I heard that VCD is foreign technology.

Your factory just took it and started making VCDs. When the time comes and they sue you, it won't just be the Jiangzhou Electronics Factory losing face, but the country as well."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Liu Qingjun did not explain, and he couldn't be bothered to: "You are right, but this was a decision made by the group's board of directors, and I don't have the final say."

"Hmph!" Xiong Zhaoming snorted coldly: "This person Zhou Andong does indeed have a bit of ability, but he is still too young and lacks experience.

This VCD thing is high-tech. He made a snap decision to launch it; even if you can build it, can the quality be better than Sony and Hitachi?

Not to mention how much loss you'll suffer if this thing doesn't sell. If the common people really buy it home for several thousand yuan and it breaks in a few days, won't they be cursing you?"