Chapter 1374

Liu Qingjun accompanied him with a smile on the side, but his eyes revealed disdain.

And the few people who came with Liu Qingjun to welcome them showed sneers at the corners of their mouths.

He doesn't know a damn thing, yet he loves to act high and mighty; it's truly disgusting.

"Sigh!"

Xiong Zhaoming sighed: "Actually, these things are easy to talk about; if the VCDs don't sell, losing a little money is just losing a little money. Didn't the old man say to cross the river by feeling the stones? If you don't understand, you can try and make mistakes.

As for the common people, if they buy a product with poor quality, let them curse a few times; it won't cost them a piece of flesh. But what I worry about most is that you stole someone else's technology, and if they sue your factory—

Losing money is a small matter; the main thing is that the country cannot afford to lose this face. That's why I say Zhou Andong is too young. After achieving a little bit of success, he's gotten carried away and doesn't know his own name anymore. This is unacceptable."

A young girl was so angry that her willow-leaf eyebrows stood up. Just as she was about to speak, she was stopped by an older woman next to her.

The girl opened her mouth, but in the end, she swallowed what she was about to say, glared fiercely at Xiong Zhaoming, and muttered something under her breath.

Looking at her appearance, it probably wasn't anything nice.

At this time, the group arrived at the assembly workshop, which was quite large in scale. Xiong Zhaoming shook his head with regret.

"Originally, the department leaders were very optimistic about your electronics factory, but after seeing it in person, you will definitely take a big tumble on VCDs."

Liu Qingjun was also a bit angry. Are you here to conduct research and investigation, or are you here to make things difficult for us?

The VCD hasn't even gone on sale yet, and you're already singing its doom. Is that how a leader should act?

"Let's go!" Xiong Zhaoming took the lead and walked forward: "Let's see how this VCD of yours is."

Liu Qingjun took a deep breath and calmed his mood, but the smile on his face disappeared.

In the crowd, Factory Director Wu and Factory Director Zhang looked at each other, slowed their pace, and hid at the very back.

"Old Zhang, have you looked into VCDs?"

Factory Director Zhang nodded: "I think the market prospect for VCDs is very large; it will definitely replace video recorders."

Factory Director Wu said thoughtfully: "I think so too."

Factory Director Zhang asked: "Do you have any other thoughts?"

Factory Director Wu said: "I didn't before, but after seeing the Jiangzhou Electronics Factory producing VCDs, I did have a few thoughts."

Factory Director Zhang's heart stirred: "You want to get involved too?"

Factory Director Wu looked at Xiong Zhaoming, who was walking in front and still talking eloquently: "I think our factory has no chance left, so we might as well burn the bridges and give it a shot."

Factory Director Zhang slowed his pace again, his voice dropping even lower.

"You heard what Department Director Xiong said; he is not optimistic about VCDs at all."

Factory Director Wu said mockingly: "Besides eating, taking, carding, and demanding, he doesn't know a damn thing."

Factory Director Zhang blinked: "Aren't you afraid I'll report you for cursing Department Director Xiong like that?"

"Haven't you cursed him enough in front of me?" Factory Director Wu said with a smile: "If you want to report me, go ahead. At worst, we'll just hurt each other."

Factory Director Zhang gave a 'heh' and also laughed: "Tell me your plan."

"The two of us cooperate." Factory Director Wu's expression became very serious: "As far as I know, VCDs don't have much technical content. As long as you can buy the parts, you can assemble them yourself."

Factory Director Zhang frowned: "Cooperation is fine, and buying parts to assemble them yourself is also fine, but where do we buy the parts? If we buy them abroad, we don't have foreign exchange. If we buy them domestically, besides Wan Yan, there's only Jiangzhou Electronics Factory, but will they sell them to us?"

"Where there's a will, there's a way." Factory Director Wu said: "If you don't try, how do you know they won't sell?"

Factory Director Zhang pondered for a moment, then nodded heavily: "Fine, let's try."

Factory Director Wu smiled: "Tonight, we will go see Zhou Andong."

Accompanied by Liu Qingjun, Xiong Zhaoming had been pointing out the country's faults the whole time.

After visiting the assembly workshop, they went to other workshops and then arrived at the factory's conference room.

Here, the middle-level leaders of the electronics factory were all present, all standing up and applauding in welcome.

This time, Xiong Zhaoming finally felt the sensation of being valued.

Liu Qingjun scanned the room: "The leaders of the Industrial Department value and pay special attention to our electronics factory. Just when our work was at its most difficult, our emotions at their most fragile, and our direction and goals most confused, Department Director Xiong Zhaoming came to our side.

I think everyone feels the same as I do—very excited, very moved, and also very impulsive. Because Department Director Xiong Zhaoming has pointed out the direction for the development of our electronics factory and also proposed very specific goals.

As the director of the electronics factory, I deeply feel the glory of the mission I shoulder and the weight of the responsibility I bear. I believe that as long as we keep Department Director Xiong Zhaoming's teachings in mind—

Keeping a heart of hope, a heart of joy, a heart of helping others, and a heart of resilience, with everyone sharing the same desires and hearts, our Jiangzhou Electronics Factory will definitely be able to recreate its brilliance..."

Liu Qingjun had spent half his life in the system; his flattery skills were absolutely first-class, and his speeches were always ready on his lips and quite high-level.

Sure enough, Xiong Zhaoming was floating on air, and his impression of Liu Qingjun as a director was excellent. Especially when compared to Zhou Andong, he was even more satisfied with Liu Qingjun and even more disgusted with Zhou Andong.

"Next, let's invite Department Director Xiong Zhaoming to say a few words."

"Clap, clap, clap..."

The applause rang out, and it was very enthusiastic; the treatment compared to the winery simply could not be mentioned in the same breath.

"Today I saw a different electronics factory, although there are many shortcomings, and even under the leadership of certain young leaders, it has taken a wrong turn.

However, I personally am optimistic about the future of the electronics factory. Because in all the staff, I saw a spirit that staff elsewhere do not have..."

This guy's speech praised the electronics factory's leaders and staff very highly, but he tried his best to belittle Zhou Andong.

Although he didn't openly mention his name, everyone could hear that this old thing was cursing the chairman.

This made the people from the electronics factory below frown more and more as they listened, and become more and more dissatisfied.

It was just that seeing the factory director smiling and showing no reaction, they had fire in their hearts but didn't dare to let it out.

Xiong Zhaoming spoke for a full hour, and the time was already approaching eleven o'clock.

Liu Qingjun said: "Department Director Xiong, it's noon already; the food in the cafeteria is already prepared, let's go eat first."

"Good!" Xiong Zhaoming nodded: "Let me see how the food in your electronics factory is. The food in the winery's cafeteria yesterday was something I will never forget for the rest of my life."

Liu Qingjun said with a smile: "The cafeteria food is all set to the group's specifications, about the same as the winery."

Xiong Zhaoming's expression changed immediately, and his favorability toward Liu Qingjun dropped to the lowest point.

"However," Liu Qingjun continued: "Regulations are dead, but people are alive. Since Department Director Xiong is here for research and investigation, of course, we cannot follow those so-called standards."

As soon as Xiong Zhaoming heard this, his favorability toward Liu Qingjun shot back up, and it was even higher than before by a large margin.

"Good!" Xiong Zhaoming laughed loudly: "Then let me taste whether the food in your electronics factory's cafeteria is delicious or not."