Chapter 1535

Damn it, Jian Minglang cursed in his heart, Zhou Andong, you damn bastard, you're not done yet, are you?

But having just been lectured by the old man, even if he was burning with internal fire, he didn't dare to say anything else.

He could only watch helplessly as this damn brat Zhou Andong performed there, putting eye drops on him.

Jian Yulan had a cold face and a tightly furrowed brow; Jian Minglang's work ability might be a bit lacking, but he was relatively filial to her, his eldest aunt.

At this moment, watching him being squeezed by Zhou Andong to the point of being at a loss and looking pitiful, she, as an aunt, felt very uncomfortable, and her anger surged upward.

No matter what, Jian Minglang was also a member of the Jian family. Relying on the fact that the old man had a good impression of you, Zhou Andong, you actually teased him like this and gave him a hard time—how could your heart be so vicious?

Coming from a small place, your thinking should be very simple, but Zhou Andong's scheming is so deep and cunning; how could you let such a person become a Jian family son-in-law?

Jian Qiu is the same; how old are you, and you're still so willful? If you don't like Tong Huaiyu, that's fine; there are so many aristocratic children for you to choose from, yet you had to find a mud-legged person, and a person harboring evil intentions at that.

If such a person were to become a Jian family son-in-law, it would very likely bring trouble to the family in the future.

Jian Yulan became angrier the more she thought about it; if it weren't for the old man being here, she wouldn't have been able to resist going up and slapping Zhou Andong twice.

And Li Yan's face was even uglier; looking at Zhou Andong, it was as if she wanted to swallow him alive.

After all, her own son had been ridiculed and mocked to the point of being worthless; no mother could stand that.

Especially since the old man had just gotten angry, she didn't dare to say anything.

She just cursed Jian Zhengguo in her heart, knowing only how to be busy day after day.

Even on New Year's, he didn't know how to take a day off; if you were here, how could you allow this dog Zhou Andong to be so arrogant?

Watching the gloomy faces of Jian Yulan and Li Yan, Gu Minglan sneered in her heart.

If you two dare to bully my son-in-law, I'll flip the table, and no one will spend this New Year.

Jian Qiu poked Zhou Andong in the waist with her finger, telling him not to look for trouble, otherwise, this New Year would be impossible to spend.

Zhou Andong also felt that the heat was about right; if he continued, it would make things difficult for the old man.

"What I want to talk about next is the entry of major enterprises into the industrial park, which is also not a problem; the problem is..."

Zhou Andong paused, which made Jian Minglang's heart thump, almost jumping out of his chest.

"Second brother mentioned enterprise reform and restructuring; the liquor factory reform was experimental in nature and was led by Secretary Cheng. Because it didn't have the conditions for replication, Secretary Cheng didn't continue to push the reform forward but prepared to find another enterprise for a pilot project.

After all, enterprise reform isn't just about selling it off; it's about saving the enterprise so it can pay taxes to the country, and let the employees have medical care when sick and food when hungry.

I don't know what the purpose was for second brother to write enterprise reform into the old city renovation plan. I also don't know why Secretary Cheng didn't object at the time.

But in second brother's plan, regarding the content of state-owned enterprise reform, I didn't see legality, stability, scientificity, or a specific basis for operation. I only saw three words..."

Zhou Andong paused again and held up three fingers: "That is: 'Prodigal son'!"

Next, Zhou Andong didn't need to say it; the old man and Jian Zhengxue both knew.

Jian Minglang's enterprise reform and restructuring was just selling, selling, selling—turning state-owned into private.

Zhou Andong sighed: "It's really a case of 'the son selling the grandfather's fields without feeling heartache'; those hopeless enterprises that are beyond saving can be sold, but why did you sell those few enterprises that were still performing quite well?

It's true that the existing state-owned enterprise system is rigid; even if the performance is still relatively good at this moment, in the current economic tide, as time goes by, if they don't reform, they will definitely be marginalized or even eliminated by the market.

But this is not a reason to sell the enterprise; it's entirely possible to find a path of modern enterprise development led by the government."

As soon as Zhou Andong's voice fell, not only the old man, Jian Zhengxue, and Jian Zhengrong, but even Jian Mingzhi and Jian Yufang fell into deep thought.

Zhou Andong picked up a cigarette again, and Jian Mingfan once again diligently took a lighter to light it, then squatted down to massage Zhou Andong's legs.

Jian Qiu also picked up a teacup and brought it to Zhou Andong's mouth.

And Jian Yue came behind Zhou Andong and started massaging his shoulders.

Zhou Andong leaned back on the sofa with an enjoyable expression: "Here, that's right, and here..."

When everyone came back to their senses from their deep thought, they saw Zhou Andong with his eyes half-closed.

Being fed tea, having his legs massaged, and his shoulders kneaded—he was enjoying the treatment of a landlord from the old society.

Jian Zhengxue immediately felt sour; one was his own daughter, one was his own niece, and one was his own nephew.

He had never had such treatment, yet this little bastard Zhou Andong was enjoying it.

"Tell me!" Jian Zhengxue endured the sourness in his mouth: "Your thoughts on the path of modern enterprise development led by the government."

"Then I'll talk about it."

Zhou Andong took the cigarette from his mouth into his hand, and Jian Mingfan hurriedly picked up the ashtray and held it in front of him.

Seeing this scene, Jian Zhengrong also felt sour; that was his own son, who had never been so diligent toward his father.

"Not bad, the young man's future is very bright." Zhou Andong nodded with satisfaction: "Our country is in the midst of a profound social transformation from 'plan-oriented/government-oriented' to 'market-oriented/enterprise-oriented'.

The most important thing is how government-led enterprises can walk the path of marketization well and explore a high-quality enterprise development path for the socialist market economy.

The so-called government-led, I think, means enterprises where the government has the dominant power in resource allocation. Government-led enterprises represent public interests and serve the fundamental and long-term needs of the whole society.

In a certain sense, as state-owned enterprises under the modern economy, government leadership and market mechanisms form an organic combination of public interests and market mechanisms...

This is a unique relationship of coordinated development between the government and an effective market, a relationship of cooperation and win-win between ownership and management rights..."

"Wait!"

Jian Zhengrong suddenly shouted to stop, then stood up and left, returning quickly with a pen and a notebook.

"Continue!"

Zhou Andong continued: "Specifically, government-led enterprises operate on the principle of separation of the two rights in modern enterprises. That is, ownership belongs to the government, and management rights are entrusted to professional managers...

In the relationship between the two hands of government leadership and market mechanisms, the government is in the dominant position, macro-controlling the selection of managers and enterprise development planning.

At the same time, it must also respect market mechanisms, actively act according to market laws, and consciously adapt to the requirements of market mechanisms..."

Zhou Andong talked for more than an hour; the living room remained silent, with only the rustling sound of Jian Zhengrong's note-taking.

In the middle, Zhang Ping, Zhang Yuemei, and Jian Yufang, who were cooking in the kitchen, came out once, saw the situation, and went back in.

Gu Minglan looked at Zhou Andong with undisguised pride; this is my Gu Minglan's son-in-law.