Chapter 2285

Zhou Andong took out a cigarette and handed one to Gu Bing, then lit one himself: "After our appointment is announced, immediately convene a meeting of all factory cadres to adjust the division of labor for the leadership team."

Gu Bing was not surprised and said: "Let Dai Weimin be in charge of the factory's discipline inspection work?"

"Right!" Zhou Andong narrowed his eyes: "Announce the establishment of the Supervision and Inspection Office."

"What is that saying in martial arts novels?" Gu Bing nodded and said with a smile: "In the world of martial arts, only speed is invincible. You are really fast enough. I reckon some people might not be able to recover even after going home at night."

The two were chatting when the car stopped at the entrance of the Jinwan Hotel. Zhou Andong and Gu Bing got out of the car and entered the gate, and saw Zhou Qianyi and Zhang Xuan standing in the rest area chatting, with more than thirty people sitting or standing around.

Zhou Qianyi had been paying attention to the gate, and when she saw Zhou Andong and Gu Bing coming, she said to Zhang Xuan: "My brother is here."

Zhang Xuan turned her head to look over, then clapped her hands: "The boss is here, everyone get ready, we are leaving."

More than thirty people, actually including foreigners, the oldest should be fifty or sixty years old, with white hair, and the youngest looked to be thirty or forty years old. One by one, all in suits and ties, looking like urban elites.

"Boss, let me introduce you!" Zhang Xuan introduced them to Zhou Andong one by one, and Zhou Andong politely shook hands with them one by one.

These people were also very respectful to Zhou Andong, mainly because Zhou Andong's deeds were too legendary. He actually acquired Sony and became the fourth largest shareholder of Sony.

Although they didn't know exactly how much wealth Zhou Andong had, they were all in finance, and they could guess by analyzing it. Zhou Andong's current net worth definitely ranked in the top ten in the world and top three in Asia.

Zhang Xuan checked the time: "It's almost time, let's go, you still have to go to the Organization Department first."

"Let's go!" Zhou Andong turned and walked out.

A group of people went out of the hotel, the bus was already prepared, and Zhou Qianyi and Zhang Xuan took the people onto the bus.

Zhou Andong and Gu Bing got into the Mercedes-Benz, and then went straight to the Organization Department.

At this time, the entrance of the Woolen Mill could be described as decorated with lanterns and colored banners. Hundreds of workers were waiting with small red flags, and there was even a drum band, which looked very grand, and this also attracted many onlookers.

"Woolen Mill, are there any big leaders coming to inspect again?"

"Don't know, if there were leaders coming to inspect, why wouldn't there even be a welcome banner?"

"You don't know, the Woolen Mill has changed commanders, it is said that Zhou Andong has been transferred to the Woolen Mill as director."

"Really?"

"It can't be fake."

"Oh my, this way, the Woolen Mill workers are going to be arrogant again."

"Isn't that so!"

Back then, there was no one who didn't envy the Woolen Mill workers. Whoever had a piece of woolen fabric produced by the Woolen Mill to make clothes was a very glorious thing, and having a woolen blanket produced by the Woolen Mill was a family asset worth being proud of.

National leaders visiting abroad would come to the Woolen Mill to choose clothing fabrics. The sports delegation participating in the 23rd Olympic Games held in Los Angeles and the 11th Asian Games held in our country in 1990, the fabrics for the entrance ceremony uniforms were all produced and provided by the Beijing Wool Textile Factory.

In the early 1980s, it was the most glorious time for the Woolen Mill. The output value reached more than 700 million, products were supplied to the domestic market, military needs, and also exported to European and American markets to exchange for a large amount of foreign exchange income for the country.

"Oh my, this way, the Woolen Mill workers are going to be arrogant again."

"Isn't that so!"

"The Woolen Mill is better, our days are better too."

Three or four years ago, there was almost no one who didn't envy the Woolen Mill workers. If anyone could have a piece of woolen fabric produced by the Woolen Mill to make clothes, it was absolutely an supreme glory. If there was a woolen blanket produced by the Woolen Mill at home, it was a family asset worth being proud of by the whole family.

Not only that, even national leaders visiting abroad would come to the Woolen Mill to pick clothing fabrics. And the sports delegation going to Los Angeles to participate in the 23rd Olympic Games, as well as the 11th Asian Games held in our country in 1990, the clothing fabrics worn by those sports athletes at the entrance ceremony were all produced and provided by the Beijing Wool Textile Factory.

In the early 1980s, it was the most glorious moment for the Woolen Mill. At that time, the output value of the Woolen Mill was as high as more than 700 million. Products were not only supplied to the domestic market, military needs, but also exported to European and American markets to exchange for a large amount of foreign exchange income for the country.

Therefore, even if there were relatives who were Woolen Mill workers, it was a matter worth showing off, especially the so-called ex-factory price woolen materials and blankets bought through relatives, which could be boasted about greatly.

And apart from the main factory, the Woolen Mill also had two branch factories. Among them, the first branch factory was located on the west side of the main factory, called Beijing Wool Textile Factory. The second branch factory was located on the north side of the main factory, called Qinghe Wool Textile Factory.

The three factories were like a stable 'pin' shape, distributed on both sides of the Qinghe River in an orderly manner, jointly constituting the famous wool textile industrial base in Beijing, and also an important pillar enterprise supporting the economic development of Beijing.

Moreover, Qinghe was not just the Woolen Mill, there were more than a dozen wool textile factories, all of which were enterprises belonging to the district streets, generally small in scale, all relying on the Woolen Mill for survival. Therefore, the Woolen Mill couldn't eat meat, naturally, they couldn't drink soup either.

Now, hearing that Zhou Andong was about to take office as the director of the Woolen Mill, not only were the Woolen Mill workers encouraged, but even the workers of other wool textile factories and the small merchants doing various small businesses in Qinghe were very happy.

Because everyone knew very clearly that if the Woolen Mill could reappear in glory under Zhou Andong's leadership, not to mention how much the workers' wages would rise, as long as it returned to the level of a few years ago, then what followed would inevitably be the recovery of consumption power. By then, the business of small merchants and peddlers on the streets and alleys would definitely become prosperous.

At this time, in the factory director's office on the third floor of the factory building, Hu Dajun was standing by the window with his hands behind his back. His gloomy eyes were tightly fixed on the gate, his face gloomy as if it could wring out water.

Beside him, Deputy Factory Director Zhang Qun was also standing beside Hu Dajun with his brows tightly locked, his gaze also cast toward the gate along with Hu Dajun. The two watched silently, preparing for the welcome team for Zhou Andong's taking office.

"Who exactly organized this?" Finally, Hu Dajun broke the silence and squeezed this sentence out from between his teeth, his voice low and full of anger.

Today was the day Zhou Andong took office, and also the day he was dismissed. So many people at the gate welcoming Zhou Andong, in Hu Dajun's view, was celebrating his departure.

Zhang Qun shook his head slightly upon hearing this: "Don't know, can ask the people below, someone should know."

Hu Dajun didn't respond immediately after hearing this, but still stared dead at the welcome team outside the window, as if he wanted to find the mastermind through the crowd. After a long while, he said slowly to Zhang Qun.

"Go and check, I want to see who is so bold, dare to do this kind of thing without my consent."

Zhang Qun nodded and turned out of the office.

At the same moment, Executive Deputy Factory Director Jiao Liwei was also standing by the window looking at the gate. He was holding an exquisite teacup in his hand, with a smile of unpredictable meaning on his face.

"Interesting, interesting, someone actually expressed loyalty to Zhou Andong so impatiently. Doesn't he worry about being retaliated against by Shi Guoqiang and Hu Dajun? Or does he really think that after Zhou Andong arrives, he can fully control the entire Woolen Mill?"

This guy was talking to himself, and when he raised the teacup and lowered his head to drink tea, his body suddenly stiffened, and his face changed sharply.

"Not right!"

Jiao Liwei said in a lost voice. Hu Dajun was dismissed as factory director, maybe not many people really took him seriously. But Shi Guoqiang was different. Even if he was no longer the factory party committee secretary, he was still the director of the State-owned Assets Office. If he offended him, there would definitely be no good fruit to eat.

But now this situation was already very obvious. Although Zhou Andong had never appeared in public, there was no doubt that he must have secretly contacted some people and won their support. Otherwise, who would be stupid enough to recklessly hold a welcome ceremony for him and offend Shi Guoqiang?

Jiao Liwei stared at the factory gate, his originally calm face now became extremely serious. If Zhou Andong had really won the support of some people, then Hu Dajun's plan to try to frame Zhou Andong's power would probably become a complete farce.

By then, Zhou Andong would have the upper hand. If he wanted to protect himself, it would definitely not work to be neutral, not participate, not interfere, not help, not make decisions. Because Zhou Andong would definitely not allow such a neutral faction as him to exist, and would definitely force him to take sides.

If he didn't want to choose, then he would become the target of Zhou Andong's attack, and this was absolute, there would not be a single exception.

Jiao Liwei's brows locked tighter and tighter, his mouth kept pounding, what should I do, what should I do...

Similarly, Dai Weimin was also standing quietly by the office window at this moment. The sunlight fell on him through the glass, reflecting the faint, unpredictable smile on his face.

Since meeting Zhou Andong, it was as if he had gained a new life. He ate well and slept well, and even his dreams were beautiful things. In just these two or three days, he seemed to have become several years younger all of a sudden.

Tian Hongwei stood on the side, looking in the direction of the gate, but his face was blank. He held back for a whole morning, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Factory Director Dai, you asked me to organize people to hold this welcome ceremony at the gate, what is the intention?"

Dai Weimin didn't answer directly, but asked: "You say, someone organized people to welcome Zhou Andong with such great fanfare, what would Shi Guoqiang and Hu Dajun, including some others, think?"

Tian Hongwei was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Hu Dajun will definitely be very angry, and will definitely immediately ask people to investigate who the mastermind is. However, he is leaving his post today, he must know clearly in his heart that even if he investigates, he has no way."

"But there is also Shi Guoqiang. Shi Guoqiang is still the director of the State-owned Assets Office after being dismissed as secretary. As long as he knows who did it, he will have plenty of time to vent this anger today in the future. As for others, they must also want to see the joke of me, the mastermind..."

Speaking to this point, Tian Hongwei suddenly closed his mouth, then turned his head to look at Dai Weimin.

"I understand, you are beating the grass to scare the snake!"

"Right, this is beating the grass to scare the snake." Dai Weimin narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of light that was hard to detect flashed in his eyes: "When everyone knows that you organized this welcome ceremony, I reckon they will still scold you for being stupid in their hearts.

But after two days, when adjusting the division of work, when I take over the factory discipline inspection office, they will understand that it turns out that those who stand on the side of Factory Director Zhou are not just you, but also me.

In this way, the minds of these people will inevitably begin to change. They will be unable to help but ponder, since we two have clearly stated our position to support Factory Director Zhou, then there must be others who have also been secretly bought by Factory Director Zhou.

By that time, their so-called alliance will inevitably have cracks, and the interior will inevitably become everyone in danger, grass and trees are soldiers, and they will be on guard against everyone around them at all times because of mutual suspicion and distrust."

Tian Hongwei laughed, and at the same time, he was filled with emotion in his heart. Although Dai Weimin had sat on the cold bench for so many years, he could sit so steadily on the cold bench, which naturally could explain many problems.

"I don't need to cover up anymore, I have to go down and welcome Factory Director Zhou in person."

"Go!" Dai Weimin nodded: "It's not time for me to be exposed yet, otherwise I would go down to welcome him too."

Tian Hongwei checked the time: "It's almost time, I'll go down now, don't let our Factory Director Hu rack his brains to investigate."

Dai Weimin said with a smile: "He should know it's you now, after all, most of the people at the gate are from your sales department."

Just as Tian Hongwei walked out of Dai Weimin's office, Zhang Qun walked into Hu Dajun's office with a very ugly face.

Hu Dajun asked without turning his head: "Who organized it?"

Zhang Qun walked quickly to the window and stood quietly beside Hu Dajun: "It's Tian Hongwei!"

"Tian Hongwei?" Hu Dajun's voice suddenly rose several degrees, as if he had been greatly stimulated, and his face was full of disbelief, shouting: "How is it possible?"

Zhang Qun took a deep breath and said slowly: "At first I didn't dare to believe it was Tian Hongwei, but most of the people gathered at the factory gate are sales department workers, they personally admitted that it was Tian Hongwei who organized them to come to the gate to welcome Zhou Andong."

"Ha!" Hu Dajun laughed angrily and said: "Good, really too good, I had long expected that someone would betray us, but I never expected that the first person to jump out and betray me would be Tian Hongwei."

Zhang Qun took a cigarette out of his pocket and handed it to Hu Dajun. Immediately after, he took a lighter and lit the cigarette for Hu Dajun. After doing all this, Zhang Qun also lit one for himself.

"He, Tian Hongwei, has a butt full of shit, and actually has the courage to stand on the side of Zhou Andong, that old fox. He is purely seeking his own death by skinning a tiger for its skin." Hu Dajun took a fierce puff of cigarette and cursed fiercely.

Zhang Qun snorted coldly and mocked: "Skinning a tiger for its skin, you have to have the ability to subdue the tiger. Otherwise, you can only end up as food in the tiger's mouth, being gnawed until not even the bones are left."