Chapter 2404

Feng Hong was about to say something more when Deng Fuping scolded, "Feng Hong, shut your mouth."

Feng Hong dared not speak again. Xiong Wanhua said to Yin Deshan, "Old Factory Manager, raising opinions is one thing, but don't curse people."

Yin Deshan slammed the table heavily and said, "So what if I curse you? I'm being mild by cursing you; it's a good thing I didn't beat you. Xiong Wanhua, you bastard, if I had known you would turn out like this, I never should have promoted you in the first place!"

Xiong Wanhua was also over fifty years old, but when Yin Deshan called him a bastard, he didn't dare to make a sound. He had indeed been promoted by Yin Deshan himself.

Yin Deshan was cursing, but Su Xinghui remained silent, and no one else dared to make a sound.

Yin Deshan said, "You bastards, none of you are good things. Xiong Wanhua, I ask you, how many female secretaries have you changed? Which female secretary hasn't had a scandalous rumor with you? Those female secretaries are all young enough to be your daughters. Do you have any shame?"

Xiong Wanhua blushed and said, "Old Factory Manager, don't listen to some baseless rumors."

Yin Deshan said, "Baseless? Then explain to me why you always choose young and pretty girls as secretaries."

Xiong Wanhua said, "This is also for the sake of the corporate image. We often have to negotiate business with clients, so of course, we need to find some female secretaries with good images."

Yin Deshan said, "I don't believe that business can't be negotiated without young and pretty female secretaries. I think you have a belly full of lecherous thoughts. Which of those female secretaries of yours has any ability? Besides looking pretty and acting flirtatious, what other skills do they have?"

Xiong Wanhua's face turned deep red, but he had nothing left to say. He could only light a cigarette and smoke in silence.

"And you, Deng Fuping, Xu Kefei, Fu Shengqiang, you bastards, how many companies have you opened yourselves, and how much business have you done with the factory? Is that doing business? That's sucking the blood of the factory! Touch your own hearts, do you have any conscience?"

"You sons of bitches, you turned the factory into this state and then shout about bankruptcy every day, saying that layoffs aren't scary, that capable people take the initiative to go do business, and only the incapable wait for these dead wages every day. Why are you hoping for bankruptcy? Isn't it because once it goes bankrupt, your rotten deeds will be buried and no one will care, making it easy for you to escape responsibility?"

Yin Deshan was very excited. He spoke for over an hour before stopping again due to a violent coughing fit. Su Xinghui stepped forward again to pat his back, helping him calm down, and poured him a glass of water.

These words seemed to have exhausted all of Yin Deshan's strength. After drinking the water, he waved his hand and said, "You all speak now."

Others began to speak, continuing from where Yin Deshan left off. This went on for several more hours. During these hours, Xia Song's pen never stopped; he filled an entire notebook with dense notes.

During these hours, Su Xinghui's posture remained almost unchanged. He sat there with a cold expression, saying nothing. Yi Bingcheng and the group leaders also remained silent, smoking gloomily, and the entire conference room was filled with smoke.

Su Xinghui appeared calm on the surface, but in reality, he was incredibly angry. What these workers said was similar to the report materials he had received late that night. This factory indeed had major problems!

By this time, the workers were very tired. Su Xinghui glanced out the window; it was already pitch black. In fact, there was no electricity in the conference room, so someone had bought candles and lit them on the conference table, providing a dim, yellowish light. Xia Song recorded the workers' words by this candlelight.

At this moment, a middle-aged female worker who had been elected as a municipal, provincial, and national model worker many times was crying: "Why did such a good factory end up like this? Why must it go bankrupt? Why is there no electricity or heating? Why does my daughter have to go out to accompany others to sing?"

The model worker's series of "whys" and her weeping made everyone silent. Yes, why did all this happen? A perfectly good factory ended up like this.

The model worker could no longer speak and was sobbing. The female workers sitting next to her gently patted her back, whispering words of comfort.

At this point, Su Xinghui finally spoke: "Let's do this. Everyone has said enough, and it's getting late. There's no electricity in the factory, so it's not suitable to continue. Let me say a few words."

The worker representatives stopped and looked at Su Xinghui. Today, this young working group leader hadn't said much, but sitting there, he made the workers feel that he was different from the municipal and factory leaders. In particular, his act of patting the old factory manager's back twice warmed their hearts, so they were willing to listen to him.

Sometimes, leaders don't need to say too much or do too much; small details can bring great hope to the workers.

"I have heard everyone's words. Your opinions mainly focus on several points: first, questions about the factory's entertainment and other expenses, which you feel are too high; second, dissatisfaction with the factory's personnel arrangements, which you believe are based on nepotism; third, questions about the third-industry companies, which you feel are used for personal gain; fourth, the hope that production can resume soon and that it won't go bankrupt."

"Fifth, the issue with the security department, which you believe has too much power, arbitrarily arresting, handcuffing, and beating people, and only listening to the leaders; sixth, doubts about the factory leaders' abilities, believing they cannot lead the factory out of its predicament."

"Seventh, major problems in procurement and sales, where raw materials are of poor quality and high price, while the prices of sold products are kept very low, with many sold to the factory leaders' connections; eighth, the factory leaders don't care about the workers' suffering, living in new houses themselves while letting workers live in dormitories without electricity or heating..."

Su Xinghui summarized the problems reflected by the workers, which surprised even him. The company had too many problems; he could list over a dozen just like that.

Su Xinghui said, "We have recorded all the problems you have raised. Afterward, we will launch an investigation into these issues to see if they are true. If they are, we will severely punish those responsible. If they are not, we will also give everyone an explanation. How does that sound?"

Su Xinghui slowly scanned the worker representatives. He found that their eyes did not show joy, but suspicion. Su Xinghui was not angry; instead, he felt a deep sorrow. How many times had these representatives been disappointed to have such eyes?

Su Xinghui said to Yin Deshan, "Old Factory Manager, you are an old Party member. Please believe in our Party; our Party will definitely not stand by and watch!"

Yin Deshan nodded heavily and said to everyone, "Everyone, let's go back for today. We'll see if the working group can get to the bottom of things here. If they can't, it won't be too late to come back!"

Everyone believed Yin Deshan's words, so they stood up one after another, preparing to leave.

At this moment, Su Xinghui also stood up and said, "I'll go with you to see where you live."

Yin Deshan said, "Team Leader Su, the places where we live don't even have heating or electricity now. We don't have anything good to entertain you with."

Su Xinghui said, "Old Factory Manager, I just want to see where you live now, and how you live without heating or electricity."

Yin Deshan nodded silently and walked out of the conference room first. The worker representatives followed him downstairs, followed by Su Xinghui and the working group. Yi Bingcheng and the group leaders exchanged glances again and helplessly followed behind.

Since Su Xinghui wanted to see where the workers lived, they had no choice but to go.

However, they felt incredibly repulsed by Su Xinghui in their hearts. Of course, mixed with that repulsion was some fear; perhaps that repulsion was just to cover up the fear.

Although Su Xinghui's rank was not high—only a division-level cadre—the general manager and Party Secretary of the Yanfang Group were deputy bureau-level, and there were countless division-level cadres. But not all division-level cadres were the same.

Could Su Xinghui be compared to those division-level cadres? He was the head of a working group sent directly by the State Council. He was three ranks higher than the local officials; even the Yanzhong Municipal Party Secretary, a deputy ministerial-level cadre, dared not slight him. Did they dare to slight him?

If Su Xinghui refused to let this matter go and insisted on getting to the bottom of it, they really couldn't hold out. If this matter were investigated and a result found, what would happen?

No matter how afraid they were, they had no choice now. Could they say they wouldn't go if Su Xinghui said he wanted to see? That was impossible, so they could only follow along. ===== CHAPTER 2406 =====