Chapter 46: Publishing in the Newspaper

Gao Qingkui snorted coldly and found a seat: "There are many accidental deaths. Whether you can live to my age is really not necessarily true."

"Has everyone heard!" Liu Qingjun said: "In the past two days, those who wanted to buy Jiangzhou Yugong Liquor blew up the winery's phone. Factory Director Gao is high-minded and rejected them all, saying that this liquor is just big sorghum liquor that changed its packaging and changed its name, and cannot be sold."

Speaking of this, Liu Qingjun raised his thumb: "Factory Director Gao's character is absolutely this. He is worthy of being a virtuous and respected old Party member and old leader. At a critical moment, he always chooses to stand with the broad masses. He would rather let over a thousand employees starve than sell this fake liquor that changes the soup but not the medicine. This spirit of self-sacrifice and noble quality is worthy of our admiration and learning."

Liu Qingjun's sarcasm made Gao Qingkui's face instantly gloomy. Others were watching the fun excitedly, because everyone present knew about the grievances between these two.

*Creak*, the conference room door opened, and three middle-aged men walked in from outside.

"Everyone is here, right?" The speaker was forty-two or forty-three years old, slim, wearing a well-fitting suit, wearing glasses, and looking very refined.

This person was Zuo Peiming, the Vice Mayor in charge of industry and commerce. This meeting was to discuss enterprise reform, but he also understood in his heart that reform wasn't that easy.

Because there were no reference cases, everyone was shouting reform, shedding burdens, reducing debt, and traveling light, so that there could be development. But how to reform and where to start was a black eye. They said they were crossing the river by feeling the stones, but they had to be able to feel the stones in the river.

"The purpose of convening this meeting today, everyone should know, right? Let's talk about your ideas first."...

Jiangzhou Winery, Gu Bing's office. Zhou Andong, Jian Qiu, and Jiang Yuyue had their heads together, looking at the newspaper spread on the coffee table. On the front page headline, there was a bold and enlarged title: A certain big leader visited the old area to express condolences, and there was a photo of the condolence items, with Jiangzhou Jiangzhou Yugong Liquor as a close-up, very eye-catching.

"It's done!" Gu Bing jumped up and shouted excitedly.

Jian Qiu looked at Zhou Andong: "What do we need to do next?"

Zhou Andong stretched and said with a smile: "Now we don't need to do anything, just quietly wait for this news to ferment."

Jiang Yuyue was excited, her pretty face a bit red. Thinking of her father's disdainful expression toward Jiangzhou Jiangzhou Yugong Liquor, she secretly laughed. Let's see if you beg me or not.

Yan Guohai held the newspaper, his hands trembling with excitement. That meal last night made him very uneasy, and he didn't sleep well at home either. Paper couldn't wrap fire, and Gao Qingkui and Zhang Deyou definitely wouldn't let him go.

But when he arrived at the office and saw the report in the newspaper, along with the close-up of Jiangzhou Jiangzhou Yugong Liquor, his heart, which had fallen into hell, suddenly rose to heaven. He really wanted to laugh at the sky, rejoicing in his choice last night. Gu Bing won, and won beautifully. He didn't have to fear being liquidated by Gao Qingkui and Zhang Deyou.

"Damn it!" Especially Qu Hongqi cursed angrily, then grabbed the enamel teacup on the desk and smashed it heavily on the ground. The cold tea water splashed everywhere, and the enamel teacup also lost its paint, rolling to the corner of the wall.

At nine o'clock in the morning, he sent the self-criticism to Gu Bing's office on time. Unexpectedly, that damn thing didn't even look at it and threw it back, telling him to rewrite it and send it again at four o'clock in the evening. At this time, how could he not understand that Gu Bing was deliberately fixing him.

Returning to the office, he sat for more than an hour, smoked a box of cigarettes, and the more he thought, the angrier he became, and the more he thought, the more stifled he felt.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Suddenly, the office door was knocked. Especially Qu Hongqi took a deep breath, calmed his angry emotions, and said: "Come in!"

A young man pushed the door and entered, holding a newspaper in his hand. After entering, he glanced at Especially Qu Hongqi's face and said cautiously.

"Chang Kezhang, take a look at this newspaper."

"Get out!" Especially Qu Hongqi cursed: "When have I ever read a newspaper."

The young man shivered, but still gritted his teeth and said: "Chang Kezhang, you'd better take a look."

Especially Qu Hongqi was stunned. The young man had already placed the newspaper in front of him. He looked down and his butt seemed to have been plugged into an electric gate. He jumped up, grabbed the newspaper, and stared at it with eyes wide open. The article didn't write a single word about Jiangzhou Jiangzhou Yugong Liquor, but this close-up photo on it was enough.

Especially Qu Hongqi slowly moved his eyes away from the newspaper, as if he had lost his soul. It was a long, long time before he jumped, grabbed the newspaper, and ran out. Because he knew that Zhang Deyou didn't like reading newspapers either, and the Old Factory Director had gone to the city for a meeting, so he definitely didn't know about this news.

Today, Zhang Deyou was in a very good mood. When he arrived at the office, he made himself a cup of tea, and then took scissors to prune the green plants he was raising.

Just as he finished pruning and his butt touched the chair, the office door was slammed open with a *bang*. Zhang Deyou's good mood was gone. He was about to curse, but seeing it was Especially Qu Hongqi, and with a livid face, his heart skipped a beat, knowing something might have happened, so he swallowed the words he was about to curse.

"What's the matter?"

"Something happened!" Especially Qu Hongqi slapped the newspaper heavily in front of Zhang Deyou: "You'd better take a look."

Zhang Deyou's eyelids jumped. In his impression, Especially Qu Hongqi had never been so out of control. He reached out and picked up the crumpled newspaper, looked up, and his whole body froze there.

"Factory Director!" After a long while, seeing that Zhang Deyou hadn't moved, Especially Qu Hongqi called out softly.

"Ah? Ah!" Zhang Deyou let out a long breath. Just at that moment, a breath was stuck in his chest and couldn't come out, almost suffocating him.

"I'll go find the Old Factory Director right away." Zhang Deyou walked away with the newspaper.

In the reception room of the reception center, looking at the noisy scene, Zuo Peiming was very helpless. They had been discussing for over an hour, but still had no clue. Moreover, these guys were already used to the existing system. On the surface, they all supported reform, but in their hearts, they were very resistant.

To them, reform was unknown. Who knew if they would reform themselves out of a job, so it was better to stay as they were. Although the factory was losing money, the power was still in their hands, and the city couldn't ignore them. After all, so many workers had to eat.

"I'll go to the restroom, let them discuss first." Zuo Peiming said to the middle-aged man beside him, stood up, left the conference room, went to the restroom to wash his face, and then smoked a cigarette.

When he was walking back, he saw his secretary, Pei Yuan, coming out of the elevator, with a smile on his face, looking very happy.

"What happy event did you run into?" Zuo Peiming asked with a smile.

Pei Yuan walked over quickly: "Leader, happy event, a big happy event." ===== CHAPTER 47 =====