Chapter 2329

Jin Shiguang Woolen Fashion Factory!

Factory Director's Assistant and Deputy Factory Director Kong Weimin sat in his office, his brows tightly furrowed, his hand gripping the telephone receiver, dialing Factory Director Hong Jinyan's mobile phone number over and over again, but it never got through. He anxiously tried dialing her pager several times, yet still received no response.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

The office door was knocked. Kong Weimin hesitated slightly, then gently put down the phone and slowly stood up, walking toward the door.

When he opened the door, he saw the secretary raising his hand, preparing to knock again.

"Factory Director!" The secretary hurriedly lowered his hand.

Kong Weimin nodded, saying as he walked: "It's going to be too late, we can't wait any longer, let's go!"

Just as Kong Weimin hurriedly got into the car, rushing to the main factory in a state of anxiety, less than five kilometers away from the factory, there was a slightly dilapidated two-story building. This small building looked very dilapidated on the outside, but the interior decoration was very luxurious.

At this moment, inside this two-story luxury building, a thrilling battle had just ended. And the protagonists of this battle were Hong Jinyan and Wen Simao.

It had to be said that these two were very well-matched in physique; Wen Simao weighed at least 240 or 250 jin, while Hong Jinyan was taller than Wen Simao, and her physique looked even more formidable than his.

Especially her rough, dark skin and the flesh on her face covered in red blood streaks, making her look exceptionally fierce. By comparison, Wen Simao looked benevolent in front of her.

And what was incomprehensible was how Wen Simao could bring himself to do it with a woman who would make any man shrink back and even become devoid of desire at the sight of her?

Wen Simao leaned lazily against the head of the bed, a cigarette dangling from his mouth, the smoke rising slowly in front of him. Because of the intense activity just now, his body was covered in a layer of fine sweat, shimmering in the strong light.

"Your mobile phone has been ringing for a long time, and your pager has beeped several times too. Is there something important? Aren't you going to return the call?"

Wen Simao glanced casually at the mobile phone and pager placed by the bedside, then refocused his attention on the naked Hong Jinyan.

Hong Jinyan turned over, lying on top of Wen Simao like a lazy Neapolitan Mastiff. She stretched out her fingers, which were like small wooden mallets, and deftly snatched the cigarette from Wen Simao's hand, took a deep drag, and then said in a somewhat coquettish tone.

"No matter what it is, nothing is as important as being with you."

Wen Simao couldn't help but burst into laughter. He grabbed a handful of Hong Jinyan's breasts, which were fuller and more surging than an ordinary person's, feeling the somewhat elastic touch.

"I want 15,000 more coats this quarter; there shouldn't be a problem, right?"

"No problem!" Hong Jinyan took a deep drag of the cigarette, the smoke crawling out of her bloody mouth. Then, she handed the cigarette in her hand to Wen Simao's mouth. Wen Simao opened his mouth and held the cigarette in it.

"On the 15th of next month, we will definitely be able to deliver the goods."

Wen Simao nodded very satisfactorily, the smoke drilling out from the corner of his mouth and then rising slowly in the air.

"I know a scalper who is very well-connected in Russia and has a good relationship with the Gulag. These 15,000 coats are for him. Once the sales source in Russia opens up, we can truly achieve great wealth."

"Gulag?" Hong Jinyan's short, thick brows arched: "As far as I know, the Gulag is an agency of the former Soviet government responsible for managing labor camps."

Wen Simao shook his head: "I don't know about that."

Hong Jinyan didn't dwell on this question either, but sat up: "Let's go, let's go take a bath together."

Wen Simao picked up the ashtray on the bedside table, pressed it hard against the table, then put the ashtray back, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom with Hong Jinyan.

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Woolen Mill Cultural Center!

At this moment, almost all cadres above the deputy section level of the entire factory had arrived. More than a hundred people were gathered in the venue, yet there was no noise, and it was deathly silent. Everyone's gaze was focused on the Secretary, who was sitting on the podium, smoking leisurely, while the Factory Director's figure was long overdue.

Jiao Liwei, Shao Yan, Zhang Qun, and other factory leaders sat below, looking very casual and relaxed. However, a careful observation would reveal that the smiles on their faces were somewhat stiff, giving a strong impression of forced laughter.

And Gu Bing, sitting on the podium, appeared very leisurely on the surface, but in reality, the pressure in his heart wasn't small either. After all, facing the sea of heads below, he had no idea what the specific content of this meeting was, nor did he know what arrangements Zhou Andong had made.

Under these circumstances, he didn't dare to speak easily, fearing he would disrupt Zhou Andong's plan. However, time ticked away, and the meeting time had already passed by several minutes, yet that damn bastard still hadn't shown his face.

Just like that, Gu Bing could only sit silently on the podium, stared at tightly by more than a hundred pairs of eyes, while he himself had no idea what to say. This feeling was really not pleasant, making him feel incomparably awkward.

Time passed quietly, and the hands gradually pointed to ten-eleven. The slightly thick and heavy door of the Cultural Center was slowly pushed open. Gu Bing, sitting on the podium, looked over, a smile appearing on his face.

Seeing the Secretary's gaze toward the back and the change in his expression, everyone turned their heads in unison, only to see Zhou Andong and Liu Lijuan walking in, chatting and laughing.

Seeing this scene, everyone's face revealed an expression of astonishment, especially Shao Yan and Zhang Qun; even their surface relaxation couldn't be maintained. Their faces changed drastically, their gazes moving tightly with Liu Lijuan's footsteps. If looks could kill, Liu Lijuan would have already been torn to pieces.

Zhou Andong and Liu Lijuan arrived at the front. Liu Lijuan said with an apologetic face: "Factory Director, I'm really sorry. Because I didn't manage the reporting time well, I caused you to be late for the meeting."

"You had important matters to report to me; I think the comrades can understand." Zhou Andong smiled and turned to go up to the podium.

Liu Lijuan walked to the seat next to Dong Dashan and sat down. In enterprises and institutions, internal Party positions take precedence over leadership positions, and Liu Lijuan's internal Party ranking was seventh, behind Dong Dashan.

As for those gazes that wanted to eat her alive, Liu Lijuan ignored them completely. Since she had chosen to take a side, she naturally wouldn't hesitate anymore, nor would she care about Shao Yan and Zhang Qun.

Zhou Andong sat down, picked up the cigarette Gu Bing had placed on the table, lit it, moved the microphone in front of him, and scanned the crowd below: "Except for Tian Hongwei from the Sales Department, Chen Gong from the Factory Office, and Tang Yun from the Labor Union who have matters and cannot attend, who else hasn't come?"

Below was deathly silence; no one spoke. Zhou Andong laughed: "I think everyone might not have heard clearly, so I'll say it again: who hasn't come?"

Chu Hongjun, Factory Director of the First Factory, sitting in the second row, poked Kong Weimin next to him and whispered: "Who hasn't come? The Factory Director must know in his heart. What are you waiting for?"

Kong Weimin took a deep breath, stood up, and said: "Factory Director, our Jin Shiguang Woolen Fashion Factory's Factory Director Hong is out, and we haven't been able to contact her, so she is absent from this meeting."

"Oh!" Zhou Andong said indifferently, raising his hand to press down: "Comrade Weimin, sit!"

Kong Weimin sat down and secretly let out a breath. Even though there was some distance, facing Zhou Andong, he felt tremendous pressure.

"Dong, dong, dong!"

Zhou Andong tapped the microphone and continued to ask: "Only Comrade Hong Jinyan from Jin Shiguang is absent because she couldn't be contacted? Is there no one else?"

Hu Lan, sitting in the middle of the crowd, looked at the backs of the few people sitting in front, her eyes full of anxiety. Jin Shiguang Design Chang Kezhang Su Dali, Sales Chang Kezhang Jin Feng, and Procurement Chang Kezhang Zhu Qingfa hadn't come to the meeting.

And the few people sitting in front were the former chiefs of the Design, Sales, and Procurement sections. After Hong Jinyan took office, she transferred them to idle positions and replaced them with her own cronies.

Now was the time to report Su Dali, Jin Feng, and Zhu Qingfa, but they were indifferent, which made Hu Lan anxious. If she weren't afraid of exposing herself as an undercover agent, she would have reported them.

Just as she was hesitating whether to remind them, the long-haired young man sitting directly in front of her finally stood up. He was the former Design Chang Kezhang, Mu Gaoyu: "Factory Director, Jin Shiguang Design Chang Kezhang Su Dali didn't come to the meeting."

Immediately after, two people next to him also stood up. They were the former Sales Chang Kezhang Chen Guang and Procurement Chang Kezhang Du Jialian: "Factory Director, Sales Chang Kezhang Jin Feng and Procurement Chang Kezhang Zhu Qingfa didn't come to the meeting either."

Kong Weimin's face changed, because he had been contacting Factory Director Hong Jinyan and had arrived relatively late, so he really didn't know that Su Dali, Jin Feng, and Zhu Qingfa hadn't come to the meeting. This made him very embarrassed, and at the same time, he felt uneasy.

After all, he was the Factory Director's Assistant and Deputy Factory Director. In Jin Shiguang, except for Hong Jinyan, the top leader, he was the one who made the decisions. It could be said that he was under one person and above ten thousand.

And for this meeting, Factory Director Hong Jinyan was absent, which could be glossed over with an excuse, but who the hell did you think you were, daring to treat Zhou Andong's words as wind in the ears? You really had no sense of the situation at all.

Did you really think that with Hong Jinyan backing you, you could ignore Zhou Andong? Even Guan Mingli had been dealt with; you were still going against the wind and pissing—you really were three stupid pigs, unable to see the situation at all.

Zhou Andong took a puff of his cigarette and then laughed: "Jin Shiguang is quite good. The Factory Director isn't in the factory and can't be contacted, and what is the reason these three section chiefs didn't come to the meeting?"