Chapter 1393

The group got back into the cars, and it was only then that Cheng Zhanjun and Deng Zhangli suddenly remembered that something had felt wrong when they arrived at the old distillery that morning.

Now they finally knew what was wrong: the distillery had halted production, and not a single employee was at work, which was why it was so desolate.

At the time, they hadn't thought in that direction; after all, the end of the year was the peak sales season, and halting production for a day would mean a huge loss for the distillery.

Besides, it had snowed so heavily and it was so cold outside that nobody would be wandering around for no reason, so they had overlooked it.

The cars drove forward with a swaying motion, and with Jian Zhengxue, the big boss, not speaking, no one dared to make a sound.

At the same time, they were starting to realize that they had been played by Zhou Andong.

This kid had some nerve, daring to play even them.

Locking the gate, leaving us standing awkwardly at the entrance to watch your clumsy performance—do you really take us all for fools?

Some felt dissatisfied inside, while others wore cold sneers on their faces.

You, Zhou Andong, want to use us to solve your punishment problem.

If you had just asked nicely, it wouldn't have been impossible; it was really just a matter of a single word.

But playing us like this—do you really think we have no temper?

Cheng Zhanjun, however, was thinking to himself: this kid is truly something else.

Scheming against this person and that person, and now he's actually schemed against his own father-in-law.

My nickname, "Cheng Dadan" (Bold Cheng), should probably be handed over to you.

………………

The Guesthouse!

Tian Zhuang and several other middle-level leaders of the distillery, including Old Liu who watched the gate, were actually all at the guesthouse.

When they saw General Manager Wang Zhongqi come out of the elevator, Tian Zhuang hurried over.

"Are they coming?"

Wang Zhongqi nodded: "They'll be here in a moment."

Tian Zhuang smiled: "Old Liu, when you see the Chairman, you know what to say, right?"

Old Liu patted his chest with a loud thud: "Director, don't you worry, I guarantee I'll handle things beautifully."

"Good!" Tian Zhuang waved his hand: "The rest of you come up with me to apologize to Department Head Xiong."

Wang Zhongqi watched Tian Zhuang and the others get into the elevator and shook his head helplessly.

I'll mourn for that Department Head Xiong—before you came down, didn't you bother to find out who Zhou Andong is?

"Sigh!" Wang Zhongqi sighed and led more than ten security guards from the security department out of the guesthouse.

After waiting for about five or six minutes, the motorcade arrived.

Jian Zhengxue got out of the car and smiled when he saw Wang Zhongqi.

"Comrade Wang Zhongqi, we meet again."

Wang Zhongqi was stunned, then immediately said excitedly: "Secretary, you still remember my name."

Cheng Zhanjun said with a smile: "Secretary Jian's memory is famously good."

"Secretary Cheng, Mayor Deng..."

Wang Zhongqi greeted the other leaders and then made a gesture of invitation.

"Leaders, please come in, it's too cold outside."

The group followed Wang Zhongqi into the guesthouse. Old Liu had been watching, and as soon as they entered, he shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Chairman!"

Zhou Andong paused, and the others looked over as well.

"Old Liu!"

"It's me!" Old Liu walked over with a sobbing tone: "Chairman, I've caused trouble, big trouble."

"Here it comes!"

Jian Zhengxue said to himself, while a mysterious smile appeared on Cheng Zhanjun's face.

Zhou Andong frowned: "What trouble have you caused?"

Old Liu lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake.

"The day before yesterday, the provincial inspection team came to the distillery to inspect, but because I didn't know who they were, I didn't let them in. That leader was very angry and said he would definitely teach the distillery a lesson, and then last night, the punishment notice from the Provincial Department of Industry arrived."

Zhou Andong raised an eyebrow: "Just because you didn't let the provincial inspection team through the gate, the Provincial Department punished our distillery?"

"There's more!" Old Liu said: "They were also very dissatisfied with Director Tian's hospitality."

Zhou Andong asked: "Why are you here?"

"I came with Director Tian," Old Liu said. "Director Tian went to apologize to the leaders from the province, but he hasn't been able to see them."

Zhou Andong said to Jian Zhengxue: "Secretary, you all go to the restaurant to eat first; I'll find out what's going on."

Jian Zhengxue glanced at Zhou Andong—I go to eat, then who is this play of yours for?

"I also want to know what's going on, and who organized this provincial inspection team?"

"I know this," Zhou Andong said. "It's Deputy Department Head Xiong Zhaoming from the Provincial Department of Industry. They notified me before they came down."

Wu Huilin said with a dark face: "Old Liu, go find Director Tian and bring him back for me."

"Good!" Old Liu turned and ran toward the elevator.

Wu Huilin took a deep breath: "Chairman, I had already given instructions to provide good hospitality, so how did we end up offending them?"

Zhou Andong snorted: "We'll know after asking Tian Zhuang in a moment."

Soon, a sweating Tian Zhuang and several others ran down.

"Chairman!"

Zhou Andong said with a cold face: "What's going on? Tell me."

Tian Zhuang glanced at Jian Zhengxue; he hadn't met him before, but he knew this person must be a high-ranking leader.

"That morning, because something had come up, when Department Head Xiong arrived, I didn't have time to greet him, and he was blocked at the gate by Old Liu.

Department Head Xiong was very angry at the time, and because of the lunch reception, he was very unhappy again and didn't eat a single bite..."

Zhou Andong waved his hand to interrupt him: "How did you arrange it?"

Tian Zhuang said aggrievedly: "According to the hospitality standards set by the group, four dishes and one soup."

Zhou Andong nodded: "Go on."

"At noon, Department Head Xiong and the others didn't eat, so I thought I would host them properly at the guesthouse in the evening."

Tian Zhuang's voice grew quieter: "I arranged four tables and more than ten cases of the special supply version of Yugong Wine. After arranging it, because I had urgent matters to handle, I forgot to tell the guesthouse that the hospitality expenses were to be covered by the distillery.

The next day, Department Head Xiong was going to inspect the electronics factory, but he was stopped by the guesthouse and asked to settle the bill. They had eaten over 30,000, and Department Head Xiong was very angry at the time and paid the bill."

Deng Zhangli asked Wang Zhongqi: "Is that what happened?"

"Yes!" Wang Zhongqi nodded: "After Department Head Xiong paid the bill and left, less than half an hour later, Director Tian ran over saying he wanted to settle the bill."

Zhou Andong looked at Tian Zhuang: "Go on."

Tian Zhuang said with a mournful face: "At the time, I was still thinking that Department Head Xiong was really classy, paying for the hospitality expenses himself. But who would have thought that the Provincial Department's punishment notice would arrive."

Zhou Andong's face was livid, and he said sternly: "Such an important matter, why didn't you report it to the group's leadership?"

"This punishment is because I didn't host them well, and I was afraid of being disciplined, so I didn't dare report it to you."

Tian Zhuang shrank his neck: "I just thought I would find Department Head Xiong to apologize and admit my mistake, and have him rescind the punishment."

"Stupid!" Zhou Andong pointed at Tian Zhuang's head with his finger: "Is your head filled with water? I repeatedly instructed that today, provincial leaders were coming to the distillery to inspect, and that we must be well-prepared for the reception.

Yet you locked the gate. If people know there's a reason, fine, but if they don't, they'll think our distillery isn't welcoming. You're sabotaging me and our distillery; you don't want our distillery to do well, do you?"

"No!" Tian Zhuang shook his head: "It snowed so heavily last night, I thought the provincial leaders wouldn't come down, so I took a chance, thinking that if I apologized to Department Head Xiong today, the punishment would be rescinded and it would be fine, but Department Head Xiong hasn't seen me until now."

Zhou Andong was so angry he raised his hand to hit him, scaring Tian Zhuang into shrinking his neck.

Zhou Andong gestured a few times but didn't end up hitting him.

"Get back, wait for further processing."

Tian Zhuang didn't say a word and left with his people.

Watching them leave, Zhou Andong sighed: "Secretary Jian, leaders, let's go eat first."

"Hmm?"

Jian Zhengxue glanced at Zhou Andong unexpectedly—is it over just like that, or is there more plot to come?