Chapter 2332

Before that, I said a lot, even openly declaring war on Shi Guojiang and Hu Damu, mercilessly accusing them of disregarding human lives and committing crimes. Yet, none of it had the shock value of these two words: anti-corruption.

Some people struggled to stay calm, smiling and occasionally nodding to show support for the factory director's anti-corruption stance. Others' faces instantly turned pale, their whole bodies engulfed by overwhelming fear. Still others felt such deep unease that their legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

But there were also those whose faces showed undisguised contempt. Because during Zhou Andong's action of stopping Mogaoyu from reporting, they had already seen that this fame-seeking dog was of the same ilk as Shi Guojiang and Hu Damu.

Therefore, in their view, Zhou Andong's so-called anti-corruption was actually just a means to eliminate dissent, undermine Shi Guojiang and Hu Damu's foundation in the factory, and eradicate their influence. They even suspected that this so-called anti-corruption might be a bargaining chip Zhou Andong used to exchange interests with Shi Guojiang and Hu Damu.

Most people who thought this way were like Mogaoyu—depressed and unsuccessful. They had intelligence, but relatively low emotional intelligence. Take Mogaoyu as an example: as a university student in the early 1980s, who would dare say he lacked intelligence?

And people with high emotional intelligence share a common trait: they get along well with others. They can read people's minds, understand empathy, see through situations, know how to maintain propriety in their actions, and won't overstep boundaries.

This may sound utilitarian, but in complex workplace environments—especially in official circles—if a person cannot perceive the situation, cannot guess others' thoughts, and cannot uphold their own position, they will ultimately only be marginalized.

So, when they view problems, they often rely solely on personal preference, because their vision is limited, they only see surface phenomena, and thus naturally assume what they see is the truth.

Moreover, there are others like Kong Weimin and Chu Hongjun, who not only have high intelligence but also high emotional intelligence. Otherwise, how could they stand firm in such a complex environment at the woolen mill without any background?

Precisely because they can see through phenomena to grasp the essence, when Zhou Andong mentioned anti-corruption, they immediately realized the factory director held substantial evidence in his hands—evidence enough to put certain people in mortal danger, possibly even making Shi Guojiang and Hu Damu unable to protect themselves. And since only one person could provide such evidence, their gaze naturally turned to Liu Lijuan.

Zhang Qun and the others stared intently at Liu Lijuan, each face grim and terrifying. As for the report letters in Zhou Andong's hands, they were actually not too worried.

After all, workers reporting them were merely spreading hearsay, baseless rumors, and unfounded claims—there was no way any real evidence could exist.

Besides, they were party committee members and factory leaders. Even if Zhou Andong truly had some so-called evidence, according to regulations, he would have to submit it to the city, where a special investigation team would be organized to investigate them. The factory itself had no authority to handle such matters.

Therefore, regarding those so-called report letters in Zhou Andong's hands, they didn't take them seriously at all. However, Liu Lijuan's situation was completely different. She, too, was a party member and a factory leader, and she understood factory affairs far better than ordinary workers.

Thus, if Liu Lijuan provided Zhou Andong with evidence, it would definitely be solid, undeniable, and truly reliable—capable of delivering a fatal blow to them.

Besides, there was Zhou Andong himself. If he lacked absolute confidence, had not grasped key evidence, and had no assurance he could destroy them in one blow and put them in mortal danger, he absolutely would not have openly declared war on Shi Guojiang and Hu Damu at the factory cadres' meeting, nor unreservedly proclaimed his intent to carry out anti-corruption.

Liu Lijuan completely ignored the stares that seemed to want to devour her alive. Her face always bore a faint smile, her gaze fixed on Zhou Andong, her eyes revealing unreserved admiration.

Zhou Andong achieved such brilliant accomplishments at such a young age—this was no accident or fluke, but a true reflection of his own strength. He not only possessed extraordinary talent and ability, but also courage and wisdom others lacked. Such a person, no matter where they go or what position they hold, will radiate dazzling light.

At the same time, Liu Lijuan couldn't help but feel fortunate about her correct choice. If she were an enemy of someone like Zhou Andong, she estimated she wouldn't even sleep soundly at night, plagued by nightmares all night long. Anyway, she may not know about others, but she can be certain: after tonight, Zhang Qun and the others will definitely sleep poorly and eat poorly.

Just as everyone was lost in their own thoughts, Zhou Andong placed the envelope in his hand on the table, then spoke with an increasingly stern tone.

"First, the biggest corruption problem among our factory leadership cadres is misusing public funds for eating and drinking!" Zhou Andong's voice echoed in the meeting room, his tone filled with anger and disappointment.

"Just before the meeting, Comrade Tian Hongwei reported to me that Guan Mingli's personal entertainment expenses reimbursed last year alone reached as high as 370,000. This number shocked me—I truly cannot imagine how one person could spend such a huge amount of public funds on eating and drinking in a single year."

Zhou Andong grew more and more agitated, slapping the table repeatedly with a crackling sound, saying heartbrokenly: "370,000, comrades—just eaten away like that. I don't know who Guan Mingli entertained, what he ate, or that he averaged over 20,000 per month."

"Yet, in stark contrast to Guan Mingli's high entertainment expenses, school staff wages have no money for payment, school buildings lack funds for repair, dormitories lack funds for construction—how ironic and absurd this is."

Zhou Andong took a deep drag of his cigarette, then fiercely pressed the butt into the ashtray, as if venting his inner dissatisfaction and anger. Then, with sharp eyes, he scanned the crowd below. Although somewhat distant, no one dared to meet his gaze—once they felt his eyes on them, they either looked away or lowered their heads.

Zhou Andong exhaled a long breath, then paused slightly, adjusted his tone, and continued: "When I first took over Jiangzhou Liquor Factory, someone raised a very important question to me.

This question concerns the essence and nature of enterprises. They believe the main body of an enterprise should be its economic and market attributes, and that enterprise leaders should not be subject to the same strict restrictions as other party and government cadres.

Due to business needs, they ask: can public funds be used for banquets? Can offices be larger? Can cars be better? And so on.

Furthermore, some have suggested that if enterprises pursue economic benefits and display vitality, then in management and party conduct and clean government construction, can we relax a little? Can we separately formulate a set of regulations for the main responsibility and supervisory responsibility of the enterprise party organization, and list a checklist, etc.? These arguments are actually what is known as the 'special theory of state-owned enterprises'…"