Chapter 204

"Factory director!"

Finance section chief Gu Qing is a woman in her late thirties. She was originally the finance section chief of the Jinli County Winery. At the beginning, Du Chunlai strongly recommended her, and she didn't let Zhou Andong down. Her ability was very strong.

"Establishing a scholarship fund is a good thing. I raise both hands in favor, but you have to give us a general range so we can discuss it. Of course, I hope the more the better, because my daughter is taking the college entrance examination this year."

As soon as her words fell, a burst of light laughter sounded in the conference room. Of course, the more the better, this is closely related to their own interests.

Zhou Andong smiled and asked Seeing Jian Qiu and Gu Bing: "What are your opinions."

Gu Bing said heroically: "Our factory is not short of money. As long as they are admitted to key ones, we must reward a ten-thousand-yuan household. We don't ask them to return to the factory after graduation, but we must let them be proud of being children of winery employees."

Hearing Gu Bing's words, Zhou Andong tsk-tsked in wonder, and even Seeing Jian Qiu looked at Gu Bing in surprise. She didn't expect this guy to be able to say such words.

The people below listened, one by one very excited, all looking at Zhou Andong eagerly. Because no matter what Gu Bing said, the final decision was the factory director.

Zhou Andong asked Seeing Jian Qiu: "What about you?"

Seeing Jian Qiu said with a smile: "I think Secretary Gu's words make sense. In the future, no matter where they are, in what field, while they are proud of being children of Jiangzhou Winery employees, I also hope that they will become the pride of the winery."

Zhou Andong nodded: "Fine, as long as they are admitted to key ones, they will be rewarded with a ten-thousand-yuan household."

"Pop, pop, pop..."

The conference room sounded with warm applause. Supply section chief Tang Fuyuan said: "To get a good omen, just 10666. Whether it is being admitted to university or in the days to come, I wish the children all the best."

"This is good!"

"I agree!"

"I also agree!"

"..."

Tang Fuyuan continued: "Non-key 6666, specialized 2666."

Zhou Andong looked at Gu Bing and Seeing Jian Qiu: "Do you have any opinions?"

Gu Bing and Seeing Jian Qiu shook their heads: "No!"

"Fine!" Zhou Andong made a decision, "That's it. Next, let's talk about the rewards for primary and junior high schools, including high school."

Tang Fuyuan said: "This is encouragement. For the top three in the class, reward 300, and for the grade, reward 600."

Zhou Andong swept a glance at everyone: "Do you have any opinions?"

"No!"

"No!"

"That's it."

"..."

"Fine, then that's it." Zhou Andong made a decision, and said to Gu Qing: "Chang Kezhang Gu, in a while, you have someone post this news on the bulletin board at the gate, let everyone be happy, and then work hard to get a detailed charter out. In the future, this scholarship fund will be managed by your finance section."

"Okay!" Gu Qing agreed.

Zhou Andong got up: "Then adjourn the meeting."

Before it was even announced, less than half an hour after the meeting adjourned, all the factory employees knew about it, and it boiled over. In the past few decades, there hadn't been such happiness this year. Good things came one after another. As a winery employee, the sense of happiness exploded.

On June 1st, several police cars drove rapidly into the gate of Zhao Jianlong's villa. With the harsh sound of emergency braking, Xing Wenbin got off the car and took several people into the villa quickly.

Half an hour later, Xing Wenbin came out holding a thick stack of account books, and then got into the car and drove away, which could be described as coming like wind and going like electricity.

Dai Hongwei was waiting in the office. Hearing the knock on the door, he knew Xing Wenbin was back: "Come in!"

Xing Wenbin walked in with the account books and put them on the desk: "They are all here."

Dai Hongwei picked up one and started flipping through it. His face became more and more gloomy. He didn't read it after reading half of it, and then patted the thick stack of account books with his hand, and it took a long time before he said.

"It's really terrible. It is estimated that half of the people were dragged into the water by Zhao Jianlong."

Xing Wenbin didn't speak, because this matter was not something he could participate in. As long as he executed the leader's orders well, some words, whether they should be said or not, could not be said.

"Let's go!" Dai Hongwei stood up, "Take the account books and come with me to see Secretary Cheng."

Zhao Jianlong's arrest, I don't know how many people used force in secret, but as time passed, they found that no matter how much force they used, it was useless.

At the beginning, they knew everything about Zhao Jianlong's situation, but gradually they found that their hands couldn't reach in. At this time, some people began to panic, because they didn't know Zhao Jianlong's situation, didn't know what he said inside, which made them restless.

Cheng Zhanjun took the thick stack of account books and flipped through them silently. Dai Hongwei sat on the sofa drinking tea, and Xing Wenbin had already left.

Time passed bit by bit. Cheng Zhanjun picked up another account book. When he opened the first page, his hand suddenly paused, and a look of shock and disbelief appeared on his face.

"How is it possible." Cheng Zhanjun muttered, picked up the cigarette on the desk and lit one, and then looked at Dai Hongwei, "Have you read all these account books?"

Dai Hongwei shook his head: "I just flipped through them casually."

"It's too shocking." Cheng Zhanjun sighed, lowered his head and continued reading.

The winery rented two floors in the municipal government reception center to receive award-winning writers and members of the judging committee, as well as reporters from various magazines. As for the TV station, they were rich and powerful, and had already booked rooms in luxury hotels before coming.

This evening, Zhou Andong set up more than ten tables in the reception center restaurant to entertain the award-winning writers and members of the judging committee, as well as reporters from various magazines. Of course, the people from the provincial TV station couldn't be neglected, so they were all called over, and they drank the ***-type Jiangzhou Yugong.

He Zhongyi was not good at socializing, but his halo as a first-prize winner of this literature competition still made many people like to gather around him. After all, there were many reporters today, and everyone wanted to rub some heat.

Su Xiaohui sat at a table with a group of women, because Zhou Andong said at the beginning that family members could participate in the awards gala, so there was more than one person who brought his wife.

Zhou Andong came relatively late. When he walked into the restaurant, the first person who saw him was the person in charge of this gala, the director, Kang Xingda.

"Director Zhou is here." Kang Xingda hurriedly stood up and greeted him.

Kang Xingda said politely: "It's all for work, not hard." And I also want to thank your factory's Deputy Factory Director Jian. If it weren't for her coordination, our work wouldn't be so smooth."

"Director Zhou!" Zhao Meifeng walked over, "Hello, I am Zhao Meifeng, the deputy editor-in-chief of Mengya."

"Hello, hello!" Zhou Andong shook hands with Zhao Meifeng again, "Brother Jie told me everything. I really want to thank you for your righteous words last time."

Zhao Meifeng smiled slightly: "I have had a relationship with Shengjie for many years, and I am naturally not an outsider with you, so there is no need to say thank you. In addition, I look down on some people's hypocrisy the most. They are clearly dirty inside, full of filth, doing unseen things behind their backs, but they always criticize others from a high position. They are whores who want to set up a memorial arch for themselves."

Zhou Andong was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, and then Zhao Meifeng also laughed.