Chapter 2293

"Old Factory Director, you are not young anymore, no matter how anxious you are, you have to be slow; if you really fall, and roll down the stairs, it will really be fatal."

Zhou Andong kindly reminded him from behind; Hu Dajun's face turned even greener; this dog thing really wants him dead.

Arriving at the first floor, Hu Dajun pushed with both hands heavily, then stepped out in one step, followed by Zhou Andong who also came out.

"Old Factory Director, I heard that you were transferred to the Public Transport General Company to serve as Party Committee Secretary?"

Hu Dajun nodded without any expression on his face, and continued to walk quickly toward the gate.

He hasn't taken office yet, so he doesn't have a car, so he can only take a taxi or take a bus.

Zhou Andong kept chasing Hu Dajun: "Old Factory Director, where are you going, I'll let the driver drive you there, saving you from taking a taxi."

"No need!" Hu Dajun refused flatly: "I'd better take a taxi; using a public car for private purposes is very bad when seen by others, thinking that I, Hu Dajun, have been transferred, and still taking advantage of the Woolen Mill."

"You can rest assured about this." Zhou Andong didn't give up at all. He continued to persuade: "Using my private car to send you, no one will say you are taking advantage of the Woolen Mill."

Hu Dajun started cursing in his heart; you, Zhou Andong, have money, you, Zhou Andong, have your own private car, you, Zhou Andong, are awesome, okay? But I don't want to sit in it, can you stop?

Zhou Andong said with great emotion: "To talk about it, it's still the Old Factory Director who has high awareness. I asked the driver to use a private car to send you, but you refused, saying that using a public car for private purposes is not good. Anyway, I can't do what you do, being so noble."

The gate of the Woolen Mill was closed, and the gatekeeper grandpa was listening to the radio in the gatehouse. Inadvertently looking up, he saw the old factory director and the newly appointed factory director running over one after another, thinking something had happened, and hurriedly rushed out of the gatehouse.

"Factory Director!" The old man greeted Hu Dajun first, and then looked at Zhou Andong behind him: "Factory Director!"

Hu Dajun said with an iron-blue face: "Open the door."

It is said that old people become refined; although this old man didn't know about the struggle in the upper levels of the factory, he knew that a new emperor means a new court, and for ordinary employees, they prefer Zhou Andong.

Therefore, after hearing Hu Dajun's words, the old man first looked at Zhou Andong, and seeing that this new factory director didn't object, only then did he open the gate with a smile.

Zhou Andong was very satisfied with the gatekeeper old man's performance; if this old man didn't know what was good for him, he would definitely consider transferring Old Zhao over.

Watching Hu Dajun get into a taxi, Zhou Andong took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and then handed one to the gatekeeper old man.

The old man hurriedly took it and thanked him with a full face of smiles: "Thank you, Factory Director!"

Zhou Andong took a puff of the cigarette: "From now on, we are a family, why be so polite!"

"A family?" The old man was stunned, then nodded fiercely: "Yes, yes, yes, a family, a family!"

Zhou Andong laughed, and then said with great emotion: "The Old Factory Director is worthy of being an old Party member and an old cadre; his awareness is too high. I said I would send a driver to send him away, but he refused, saying that using a public car for private purposes is not good."

The old man curled his lips, opened his mouth wanting to say something, but the words reached his throat, and he swallowed them back.

"Grandpa, what is your surname?"

Zhou Andong's "Grandpa" almost scared the old man's soul away, and he hurriedly said: "My name is Chen Guixing, Factory Director, you can just call me Old Chen, don't call me Grandpa."

Zhou Andong laughed loudly: "You are older than my father, calling you Grandpa is what I should do; this has nothing to do with whether I am a factory director or not."

Zhou Andong turned and walked back. Old Chen stared quietly at Zhou Andong's receding back; the sunlight sprinkled on him, outlining his firm figure, making the emotions in Old Chen's heart surge like surging waves.

He just stood there in the scorching sun, frowning, searching his intestines for a long time, but couldn't think of any adjectives to accurately describe the indescribable emotion in the depths of his heart.

A dignified factory director actually called him, an old man who looks at the gate, "Grandpa"; when had he ever had this treatment before? Whether it was Shi Guoqiang or Hu Dajun, they were too lazy to even look at him, and even the drivers called him Old Chen Tou.

Looking at Zhou Andong's back gradually disappearing from his field of vision, Old Chen couldn't help but sigh deeply, and muttered to himself with great emotion: "This person, they are really different.

No wonder Factory Director Zhou can make business flourish, and the scale so large, even the Japanese company was acquired by him. Look at Hu Dajun, besides showing off his power, eating, drinking, and having fun every day, what serious things can he do? A perfectly good Woolen Mill was ruined by him like this, making it smoky and unrecognizable."

Old Chen muttered in his mouth, full of anger, and spat a mouthful of saliva fiercely in the direction where Hu Dajun left by car, as if he could vent all the dissatisfaction in his heart this way.

Then, he angrily closed the gate forcefully, and just as he was about to return to the gatehouse, he suddenly saw that the Factory Director Zhou, who had just left not long ago, had returned, with two other people beside him, who were the newly appointed Gu Shuji and the old Secretary.

"Factory Director Zhou, Gu Shuji!"

Old Chen hurriedly walked forward a few steps, came to the three of them, and greeted Zhou Andong and Gu Bing enthusiastically with a full face of smiles. But toward Shi Guoqiang, who was standing on the side, he didn't even look at him, completely treating him as air.

Shi Guoqiang naturally noticed Old Chen's cold attitude; his eyes instantly became cold, piercing straight at Old Chen, but his face wore a gentle smile. It must be admitted that this old guy's city mansion is much deeper than Hu Dajun's.

"Comrade Gu Bing, Comrade Andong, just send me here."

Shi Guoqiang wore a gentle smile on his face, and his tone was very kind: "Although I no longer serve as the Factory Party Committee Secretary, I am still the Director of the State-owned Assets Office.

In the future, if the factory encounters any tricky problems that cannot be solved, just call me. After all, we are all doing it for the good of the factory; as long as it is within my power, as a superior department, I will definitely go all out to help everyone solve the problem!"

"Old Secretary!"

Zhou Andong held Shi Guoqiang's hand tightly, his eyes full of sincerity and earnestness, and his tone was incomparably sincere.

"At the beginning, the central leaders personally talked to me, hoping that I could take on the heavy burden of the Woolen Mill's factory director. My heart was uneasy and resistant.

Because I know that I am still young, my experience is shallow, and I really lack enough experience to take on such an important position. So, I refused without even thinking.

However, the leaders found me three or four times, gave me patient encouragement and support with earnest words, and that warmth and trust gradually dispelled the lack of confidence in my heart, finally giving me the courage to accept this heavy burden resolutely.

However, even though I had already agreed, my heart was always uneasy and had no bottom. Therefore, before officially taking office, I went all out to invest in various preparatory work.

This includes launching a comprehensive and in-depth investigation of our Woolen Mill, not letting go of any details, and striving to know the situation in the factory like the back of my hand.

It is precisely based on such solid and sufficient preliminary work that I made the decision to adjust the cadre work division at today's inauguration meeting.

To tell the truth from the bottom of my heart, I did this not to deliberately target any one person, but entirely from the perspective of the overall long-term development of our Woolen Mill, and it was a decision made cautiously after careful consideration!

Honestly, I was especially afraid of causing your misunderstanding, and my heart was always hanging in the air. Fortunately, now that I have heard your words of understanding and support, my heart that has been hanging high can finally fall steadily back into my stomach!"

Hearing Zhou Andong's words, Shi Guoqiang's eyes condensed, and he laughed and said: "Comrade Andong is overthinking, you can completely put your heart into your stomach, and if you encounter any difficulties in the future, you must notify me in time."

"Definitely!" Zhou Andong nodded hurriedly, and the smile on his face looked even more sincere and earnest, as if he really trusted and was grateful to Shi Guoqiang.

"Alright!" Shi Guoqiang smiled and said again, "The weather is so hot that it can steam people; you guys, just send me here."

After speaking, Shi Guoqiang turned and got into the car that had been following behind, and then the car window slowly lowered, and he waved at Zhou Andong and Gu Bing with a smile.

However, the moment the car drove out, the smile on Shi Guoqiang's face disappeared without a trace, instantly covered by a layer of frost, gloomy and frightening. The speed of his face change was so fast that it was jaw-dropping.

Just now, he said that although he no longer serves as the Factory Party Committee Secretary, he is still the Director of the State-owned Assets Office. In the future, if the factory encounters any tricky problems that cannot be solved, just call him.

These words sound like a promise on the surface, but in reality, this is a naked warning, warning Zhou Andong that the Woolen Mill is still under his management, and it is best not to act rashly or recklessly.

As long as we can live in peace and not invade each other, we can maintain a situation of peaceful coexistence. Otherwise, if you, Zhou Andong, act arbitrarily, then the Woolen Mill will encounter various unpredictable troubles at any time, the consequences will be serious, and you, Zhou Andong, must weigh it carefully.

And Zhou Andong told him, don't think I'm young and easy to scare; I was invited by the central leaders three times to be this factory director, and before taking office, I had already conducted a detailed and in-depth investigation and understanding of the Woolen Mill. I know clearly what problems exist here!

If the factory really encounters some troubles that cannot be solved, I will definitely find you, but it will definitely not be to compromise and ask you to come forward to solve the problem, but to invite you to drink tea with the Discipline Inspection Commission.

"Director!" The driver glanced at the rearview mirror, seeing the leader's face was black and frightening, couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and asked cautiously: "Are we going back to the unit?"

Shi Guoqiang took a deep breath: "Go back to the unit!"

Watching Shi Guoqiang's car go further and further away, until it completely disappeared from his field of vision, Zhou Andong couldn't help but laugh "heh", and then said to Chen Xinggui beside him.

"Grandpa Chen, hurry back to the gatehouse, the weather is really too hot, you are not young anymore, don't get heatstroke!"

Hearing this, a warm current surged in Chen Xinggui's heart; he was so excited that he patted his chest several times and responded loudly: "Factory Director, you can put your heart into your stomach, my body is very strong, it's not so easy to get sick!"

Zhou Andong laughed loudly: "You are the first post of our Woolen Mill, it can be said that the responsibility is heavy, if you accidentally get sick, it will be a huge loss for our Woolen Mill, so, you must not be the slightest bit careless!"

While speaking, Zhou Andong's gaze swept over the gatehouse, and suddenly, as if he had discovered something, he frowned and asked: "I say, in such hot weather, why didn't you arrange an electric fan for Grandpa Chen?

Is this how the factory leadership team works? For grassroots employees, especially old employees like Grandpa Chen who work diligently and without complaint, can't you give them more care and attention?"

Gu Bing, who was standing on the side, was confused and didn't understand what medicine Zhou Andong was selling in his gourd at all, but after all, they were old partners, so he nodded in cooperation and said.

"The current factory leadership team is indeed a bit unreasonable; this is a serious problem in thinking, wanting to make changes is probably not an easy thing, and it requires ideological education and training."

"Ideological education is indeed not something that can be done overnight." Zhou Andong nodded: "After I go back, I will let the factory office send a fan to Grandpa Chen."

Chen Xinggui was stunned instantly after hearing this. What the hell? Still want to specially equip him with an electric fan? This sudden surprise made him a bit unbelievable.

Gu Bing said with a smile: "I have a fan in my office, I don't know if it can be used, I'll go back and check, if it can be used, I'll have someone send it over."

"Okay!" Zhou Andong nodded, turned to look at Chen Xinggui beside him, and said affectionately: "Grandpa Chen, in a while, Gu Shuji will arrange for someone to send you a fan. You, just wait in the gatehouse with peace of mind, and don't leave first if there is anything, so as not to find anyone when the fan is sent."

Chen Xinggui's lips trembled slightly with excitement, his eye sockets instantly moistened, and there were thousands of words in his stomach, but he didn't know how to say them, and could only turn into sobs and silence.

Gu Bing patted Chen Xinggui's shoulder lightly and comforted him with a smile: "Grandpa Chen, don't worry, I will have someone send it to you when I get to the office."

Watching Zhou Andong and Gu Bing's receding back until they disappeared from his sight, Chen Xinggui took a deep breath, then straightened his back that was originally a bit hunched, and returned to the gatehouse with big strides.

At this moment, a firm light that had never been seen before flickered in his turbid eyes, as if the whole person had regained new vitality and vigor. From this moment on, this old man became Zhou Andong's most firm supporter.

Gu Bing tilted his head and looked at Zhou Andong, asking the doubt in his heart: "What kind of moth are you going to make again?"