King of Industry

Zhao Guoyang was thinking about it in the office, at this moment, the BP machine on his waist suddenly rang.

He picked it up and opened it, and the message was only eight words: Comrade Zhao, please call back quickly!

Looking at the number, it was from SJ City, and Zhao Guoyang knew it immediately.

Picking up the office phone, Zhao Guoyang dialed the number on the BP machine, and the other party connected immediately.

Hello, is this Zhao Guoyang, Section Chief Zhao? Mao Zhichun's signature Songjiang Mandarin came from the other end of the phone.

I'm Zhao Guoyang, may I ask who you are? Zhao Guoyang asked knowingly.

Ah, Section Chief Zhao, I'm Mao Zhichun from Songqi Group! Finally found you, it's not easy! Mao Zhichun let out a long breath on the other end of the phone.

It's Chairman Mao. Hello, hello. Just call me Xiao Zhao. In front of you, the big chairman, I have the nerve to mention the section chief! Zhao Guoyang also said politely.

As the boss of Songqi, Mao Zhichun certainly has the qualifications to ignore the existence below the department level.

However, he naturally wouldn't really regard Zhao Guoyang as an ordinary section chief, but said enthusiastically: Hehe, then I will ask you to call you Brother Zhao. I just wanted to let you know about this call today. , your certificate of 'Special Technical Advisor of Songqi Group' has been sent to you, and it will arrive in about two days.

Uh, okay, thank you Chairman Mao! Zhao Guoyang said politely.

Hearing that Zhao Guoyang was indifferent, Mao Zhichun felt a little happy.

He coughed and said, Besides, along with the certificate, there is also the reward you gave us for helping Songqi Group last time. The money is not much, so don't mind it, bro...

Regarding the bonus, Zhao Guoyang didn't expect much to be honest, and it was impossible to ask Chairman Mao how much money he had on the phone, so he just said a few more thanks.

Besides, there is one more important matter to discuss with my brother. Mao Zhichun said politely.

Zhao Guoyang was startled when he heard this. Chairman Mao spoke politely, but he could still hear the unquestionable tone in his tone.

Could it be that Songqi Group really intends to break up with Jiangnan Province and transfer itself there? Zhao Guoyang thought secretly in his heart.

Hearing Zhao Guoyang's silence on the other end of the phone, Mao Zhichun quickly said: It's like this, our SJ City Government and Songqi Group just had a meeting the day before yesterday, and it was confirmed that we will send a research team to Samba in early March this year. Sao Paulo, China. Investigate the development of new models of Volkswagen and Samba Motors. And you, my brother, are the technical consultant specially designated by our Mayor Huang...

Mao Zhichun talked eloquently: The goal of our investigation team this time is to let Volkswagen and Samba, a car company, design a new type of Santana for our Chinese market. The original intention of the design comes from Comrade Guoyang. What SJ City told us...

When Mao Zhichun said this, Zhao Guoyang knew what he was talking about. He thought, what he said to the big bosses in Songjiang was listened to by them.

Indeed, the old Santana has gradually failed to keep up with the requirements of domestic reception vehicles. Designing a new Santana with a longer body and better comfort is a top priority for Songqi Group.

On the phone, Mao Zhichun saw that Zhao Guoyang had been silent for a long time, thinking that he was not happy.

Chairman Mao immediately became anxious: Brother Zhao, this time our joint investigation team of the SJ City Government and Songqi Group was led by Mayor Huang himself. I issued a military order in front of him, saying that we will definitely Please come here, you must ask for this favor!

Hearing Mao Zhichun's nervousness, Zhao Guoyang couldn't help but burst out laughing, and quickly said: It's my honor that Chairman Mao, Mayor Huang and you all think of me so highly. It's just that this investigation group went to Samba Country If so, the time should not be short, right? After all, I am an employee of Hongda Machinery Factory, and I can’t justify being away from the factory for a long time...

Hey, don't worry about that!

Before Zhao Guoyang could finish speaking, Mao Zhichun quickly expressed his opinion, Mayor Huang has already greeted you, senior officials Zhuo, and the Provincial Machine Works Committee. During your absence, it is considered a business trip, and we will take care of your salary. The Automobile Group will undertake it, special affairs must be handled specially!

Uh, that's not what I meant... Zhao Guoyang was a little speechless.

understand!

Mao Zhichun knew the elegant meaning after hearing the string song: At your Hongda Machinery Factory, I will personally call your Director Mu to explain. I heard that Director Mu is a cadre transferred from the army, and he will definitely take care of the overall situation...

Mao Zhichun said everything for this sake, so Zhao Guoyang naturally had no reason to refuse, so he could only agree.

What's more, he hasn't been able to go abroad in this life. Although the Samba country is not a developed country, in the early 1990s, its development momentum was not inferior to that of China.

With Zhao Guoyang's personal promise, Mao Zhichun was in a good mood immediately. After chatting with Zhao Guoyang for a few more words, he hung up the phone in a hurry, saying that he was going to report to Mayor Huang.

Hearing Chairman Mao's undisguised words, Zhao Guoyang felt a little more fond of him.

After putting down the phone, Zhao Guoyang noticed that the clock on the table had already pointed to eight o'clock.

It stands to reason that it has been a while since I went to work, but the office is still empty, which makes Zhao Guoyang feel a little strange.

Is there something like a day off in the factory today? Why haven't you heard of it?

Thinking of this, Zhao Guoyang was just about to get up and go out to have a look, when Xu Dongfeng's loud voice sounded outside the office.

Didn't I agree. Five grades, 120 square meters, 100 square meters, 90 square meters, 80 square meters, and the smallest 60 square meters? It is said that I have been in the factory for a long time, and I am working as a technician. For such an important position, why should I be allocated a 90-square-meter job? Why do you suddenly say that you want to take care of the old comrades and adjust me to an 80-square-meter job?

It can be heard that Xu Dongfeng seems to be in a bad mood.

When Zhao Guoyang was wondering what was going on, Xu Dongfeng, Zhang Chaoyang and Chang Yuan had already walked in.

Uh... Section Chief Zhao, good morning! Seeing Zhao Guoyang sitting upright, Zhang Chaoyang and Chang Yuan hurriedly nodded and bowed to him.

Xu Dongfeng was also stunned, and said to Zhao Guoyang weakly: I said Guoyang, why are you still sitting here, and don't check your room allocation standards. Uh...you are already the section chief, what's the matter? The grade of 100 square meters should not escape...

Hearing this, Zhang Chaoyang and Chang Yuan were secretly stunned, a little amazed at Xu Dongfeng's words.

However, both of them also knew that Xu Dongfeng and Zhao Guoyang had always lived in the same dormitory, they had a very good relationship, and they were used to being casual.

This point, others can not learn.

Hearing that it was about allocating houses, Zhao Guoyang remembered what Factory Manager Mu had said to him back then, as if there were six houses of 120 square meters in the factory, and he had one.

However, it is not known whether the situation has changed in the past few days.