Chapter 1405

Wu Huilin said to a girl beside her: "Take Secretary Jian to my office."

The girl was named Feng Huiqi, also a university graduate who had just graduated this year, and from the management major of Peking University.

When this girl came to apply for a job, the whole group was shocked; a high-achieving student from Peking University.

In this era, wanting to enter any unit was really just a matter of picking.

But she came to Jiangzhou, a small city, and applied to this private enterprise, the Yugong Group.

In her words, the Yugong Group had just set sail, and she came at the right time, neither early nor late.

After Wu Huilin learned this news, she directly arranged Feng Huiqi into the secretary department of the president's office.

She had never been equipped with a secretary, thinking of letting Feng Huiqi train in the secretary department for a year before transferring her to her side to serve as a secretary.

After two years, she would be sent to a branch company to train for another two years; if she was really a talent, she would be transferred back to her side to serve as an assistant.

It can be said that Wu Huilin was cultivating Feng Huiqi as a management talent for the group.

It's just that plans couldn't keep up with changes; Zhang Xuan, who had been serving as Wu Huilin's assistant, was transferred by Zhou Andong to Tanghezi to set up an agricultural company.

Wu Huilin had no one by her side, so she thought of Feng Huiqi.

But this girl had just entered the company, and whether it was ability or experience, there were deficiencies, so serving as her assistant definitely wouldn't work.

Therefore, she brought Feng Huiqi out in advance to serve as her secretary.

And the director of the president's office, Huang Bin, temporarily acted as an assistant.

Wu Huilin's office was about 50 or 60 square meters, not small.

But it was arranged very simply: a desk, a chair, and a bookcase behind it.

Opposite was a set of sofas for guests, with two green plants placed beside it, and nothing else.

After Jian Zhengxue entered, he looked around: "President Wu is so frugal; the office is decorated so simply."

Feng Huiqi said with a smile: "Our Chairman often says, 'For every bowl of porridge and every meal, think of the difficulty of its origin. For every half-thread and half-silk, always remember the difficulty of material resources.' 'Looking through the history of the country and family of former sages, success comes from diligence and frugality, and failure comes from extravagance.'

Therefore, from the Chairman to the President, and then to the ministers and managers, they have always been strict with themselves and frugal in office."

Jian Zhengxue nodded, his face expressionless, but he was even more satisfied with this cheap son-in-law of his in his heart.

He really didn't expect that Zhou Andong had donated several hundred million in charity, yet he was so frugal himself.

Especially since the Yugong Group was a private enterprise, it was Zhou Andong's own; as long as he was willing, he could live as luxuriously as he wanted, and no one could control him.

He had never met a young man like Zhou Andong who only talked about contribution and not enjoyment.

And now that he had met him, he had become his son-in-law, so he was still very proud in his heart.

If he knew that Zhou Andong had never said these words, he didn't know what he would think.

And the reason why the offices of the group's leaders were simply decorated was because this building was just a transition.

When the Yugong Building was completed, all departments of the group would move there, and by then, how the distillery's leadership would decorate would be their own business.

Feng Huiqi poured a cup of tea for Jian Zhengxue and Xiong Zhaoming and placed it on the coffee table.

"Secretary Jian, I'll wait outside; if there's anything, just call me."

"Good!" Jian Zhengxue sat on the sofa, and Xiong Zhaoming stood upright.

After Feng Huiqi went out, Jian Zhengxue raised his head to look at Xiong Zhaoming.

This guy's legs shook, almost kneeling on the ground.

"Secretary, I admit, I made a serious mistake and shouldn't have easily imposed punishment on the distillery."

Jian Zhengxue picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea: "What I want to know is not this."

Xiong Zhaoming broke out in a layer of fine sweat on his forehead; could it be about their heavy eating and drinking at the electronics factory?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was right; after all, they were all ignoring their image, drinking until they were flushed, and it even made the news.

This matter could be light or heavy, mainly depending on how the leader viewed this problem.

"The hospitality at noon when we went to the electronics factory for research exceeded..."

Jian Zhengxue waved his hand very impolitely, interrupting Xiong Zhaoming's words.

"I don't want to know what you ate, what you drank, or what you said in the reporter's interview that day."

Xiong Zhaoming was stunned; if it wasn't these, what else could it be?

He didn't dare to ask, and he was so anxious that the shirt he was wearing inside was soaked with sweat.

Jian Zhengxue picked up the teacup again and took a sip of tea, then looked at Xiong Zhaoming.

Xiong Zhaoming's legs kept shaking, and a sense of urgency to urinate struck him; his bladder was about to explode, but he didn't know what Jian Zhengxue wanted to know.

Sweat rolled down his forehead; even if it fell into his eyes, the stinging pain made him very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to blink.

After a long while, Jian Zhengxue said: "I want to know why you were so eager to visit the research institute."

Xiong Zhaoming's head buzzed, his body swayed, and he dripped a few drops of urine in his pants, but finally held it back.

"I don't have time to waste with you here," Jian Zhengxue's voice had no fluctuations, calm enough to make people afraid: "If you don't want to say it, then get out."

"I'll say it," Xiong Zhaoming couldn't hold on anymore: "A business manager from Lenovo named Zhai Weiping found me; if I could find out what project the Jiangzhou Electronics Factory Research Institute was researching, Lenovo Group would invest in building a factory in Fengjing."

Jian Zhengxue frowned: "Lenovo computers?"

"Yes!" Xiong Zhaoming nodded.

Jian Zhengxue asked: "Are you sure this Zhai Weiping is from Lenovo?"

"I'm sure!" Xiong Zhaoming said: "The Lenovo computers purchased by the department were my responsibility; at that time, a regional person in charge named Wei Yanan was the one who docked with me. And Zhai Weiping was introduced to me by Wei Yanan."

Jian Zhengxue asked again: "What is their purpose in paying so much attention to the research institute's research projects?"

"I don't know," Xiong Zhaoming shook his head: "I just felt that this matter wasn't difficult, and it wasn't asking me to steal secrets, so I agreed."

"Xiong Zhaoming!" Jian Zhengxue's voice suddenly turned cold: "You are the Deputy Director of the Industrial Department; even if Lenovo builds a factory in Fengjing, what can you get?"

Xiong Zhaoming's throat rolled: "I can build a bridge for the city; this is also a huge favor."

Jian Zhengxue stopped talking, his eyes looking at Xiong Zhaoming getting colder and colder.

The sense of urgency to urinate that Xiong Zhaoming had finally held back appeared again.

Especially Jian Zhengxue's cold eyes and the momentum of a superior, which made him a bit unable to breathe.

"Think clearly, are you going to tell me honestly, or wait for the Discipline Inspection Commission to find you?"

"Gurgle!"

Xiong Zhaoming swallowed his saliva, and sweat came down again.

"Zhai—Zhai Weiping gave me 50,000 yuan."

Without any warning, Jian Zhengxue took the teacup and smashed it heavily on Xiong Zhaoming, scolding angrily.

"You bastard, use your dog brain to think. Just to know the research project of the research institute, why did he give you 50,000 yuan, and build a factory in Fengjing to give you a ladder to win over favors?"