Nodded and stood up slowly, "Yang Jinping, Director Yang."

Hearing Lu Nan's tone was not good, Yang Jinping regretted for no reason, was he guilty of being able to pinch him to death? If you die, I will not die. Huang Chengju will do nothing about me!

But now, he didn't tolerate it. Yang Jinping said with a stiff face: "What do you want to say? This is not a one-man show..."

"I know you." Lu Nan stretched out his finger and pointed at him from afar. The expression on his face was a little lonely and cruel, "You should take care of yourself!"

After that, he never looked at Xiao Hanqing's ascites and went out with his sleeves.

The conference room was collectively trapped in petrification. They had seen such arrogant people, but Lu Nan was really...

Lu Youming held his smirk, shook his head halfway, and finally found a proper adjective: The young man was ambitious and did not express his worries! At this time, Cui Shouzhi came over and whispered: "Did you see, Director Yang's face is broken... Lu Nan, this kid, isn't simple!"

"Maybe it can really fight. I heard that there is someone behind Lu Nan." Lu Youming nodded, stretched out his thumb, and said mysteriously: "It's taller than Boss Jian!"

Yang Jinping felt aware and looked around in a daze, but said everyone was silent, as if he was mourning here.

"What, what, what's wrong with you?" He suddenly stood up irritably and shouted helplessly.

Xi is paralyzed. But life still has to continue.

The restructuring of the weaving factory is like a high-speed locomotive. It goes forward. All the scum and decayed scents are crushed into pieces. All the delusions are hindered from the reform. They will be ruthlessly despised. Just like the reform of China, it will not allow any country or collective interference.

The Hanzhong Textile Factory All Staff Conference is about to be held. Governor Sun Fuhu is in a dilemma.

Many people blew the wind in Sun Fuhu's ears and also gave Xiao Hanqing a lot of eye drops. But he repeatedly considered that he didn't touch this thing. The reform was successful. He had a glimpse of his face. The year-end work summary Xiao Hanqing always gave some credit. In terms of failure, he was at most face-loss, but he didn't have to bear leadership responsibilities. Since that's the case, he just made a wall view.

But something unexpected happened early this morning.

The Provincial Department of Industry sent a letter to the municipal government. It determined that the "state-owned private" reform of the Hanzhong Textile Factory was a change of direction and swallowed state-owned assets and was immediately stopped. It was severely stopped. It was held accountable for civil and criminal liability. The letter also stated that the Party Group of the Department of Industry decided to withdraw all local staff in the reform working group after careful research. It also reported the matter to the Provincial Party Committee and the Government.

"It's so evil!" This unexpected news made Sun Fuhu feel energetic all of a sudden. He studied it for a long time but still couldn't figure out the taste. This matter was obviously a bit strange. The letter was not coming soon or later, but the textile factory came when it was about to hold a meeting of all employees!

Who wants to mess with Lu Nan? Sun Fuhu thought of Huang Chengju, the former director of Hanzhong Textile Factory, who had just been to the Provincial Department of Industry, rejected his idea.

Huang Chengju didn't resist at the beginning, so he chose to retreat directly and would never cause trouble again. What's more, there was shit under his butt!

However, Lu Nan advocated holding him accountable for the collapse of his children's primary school building, and blatantly supported and helped the Xi family to appeal to the relevant departments. Huang Chengju was forced to fight the beasts and resisted, and it was a last resort.

He repeatedly measured and transferred the report to the provincial party secretary Tian Zhongfa. Tian Zhongfa replied to the instructions: This matter should be resolved by the Hanzhong Municipal Party Committee and the government. I mean, we must be cautious and not hurt the enthusiasm of the majority of cadres and the masses to reorganize, but also strictly follow the law.

Jian Runan's Tai Chi technique was well-recommended, and his opinions were not leaked, but he had no tendency. As the leader in charge of economic work in the province, Sun Hu could not let go. In desperation, he had no choice but to sign the report to the Provincial Department of Industry and the Hanzhong Municipal Party Committee and Government. He made up for the behavior of the Provincial Department of Industry to mix sand, and at the same time he did not make any substantial obstruction to the reform work.

After being in a coma for three days, Xi Hong woke up. She was not pretty, but had big bright eyes. When she learned that she might have spent the rest of her life in bed, she cried all day. Fortunately, the reform working group was very concerned about Xi Hong's condition. Not only did she send a female worker from a textile factory to take care of her, she also paid 20,000 yuan in treatment fees at one time.

Luo Huiying took out a large stack of red tickets from his pocket and stuffed them into Xi Hong's mother's hand, explaining: "This was sent by the young team leader Lu, who asked someone to send it to him, and he paid it out privately."

Two stacks of brand new tickets, and the bank seals were not removed, and you can tell that it was 20,000 without counting them. Xi Hong's mother was both moved and sad while holding the money. Who was so easy to be a factory manager in the past?

"Sister, stop crying." Luo Huiying said: "I see, that team leader Lu is very good, it's really good. You didn't see him digging Xiaohong that day, his hands were cracked, and all ten fingers were worn out. This is what Huang Chengji's old man should put on the old man.

Stand the side and command for more times, shout a few times!"

"Yes." Xi Hong's mother wiped her tears, thought for a while, and said, "You scolded Team Leader Lu that day, and you were fine afterwards?"

"What's the matter? I'm so arrogant that I didn't care about me at all. Don't worry, sister, Xiaohong's treatment must not be delayed. You can go back to work with peace of mind, there is enough manpower here..."

The two sisters were talking, but the ward door was pushed open with someone. Ma Lian walked in with an angry look on her face.

"What's wrong?" Luo Huiying asked.

Ma Lian put the bag on the front desk and said angrily: "Xing Erhu was in a meeting today and said that we would boycott the working group together during the meeting. He also said that once our factory has changed, the workers will be laid off."

"Ah?" Luo Huiying grabbed the horse's arm nervously and asked, "Is it true or false?"

"Really." Seeing that his face changed color, Ma Lian realized that she was vague and explained: "What a f*ck! I said Xing Erhu's affairs are real, and the fact that we have to be laid off is fake!"

"How do you know?"

Luo Huiying is also a worker. The textile factory workers are low and tiring. If they are young, they may be able to work outside and get a job. When they are older and have children, they can only rely on men or do some small business. After hearing that they are laid off, they naturally become worried. Ma Lian reads what Lu Nan said to the workers last time when he went to the workshop, and asked back: "You said, if this team leader Lu really doesn't care about our workers, can he have such kindness? I think, just because he is willing to bow to us, he will definitely not be ungrateful!"

Luo Huiying's eyes lit up and said, "That's right, I've paid privately and given Xiaohong 20,000 yuan! Those bad-hearted people have money to raise Xiaomi!"

The two of them felt relieved and wiping the body of the sleeping Xi Hong while chatting. Luo Huiying wiped it, and suddenly threw away the towel and shouted: "It's broken. The meeting will be held on Monday. If this matter is to be disturbed by Xing Erhu, then Team Leader Lu will be angry to death? I have to remind him to be more careful! Ma Lian, my sister is here, don't be busy, hurry up and explain the truth to the other young sisters in the workshop. Don't be fooled!"

People are all impatient people. As soon as they knew the matter, they immediately went out. Xi Hong's mother saw that the two of them were slipping away, so she had to sigh, pick up the towel, twist it in the basin, and wipe her daughter's body.

A meeting of ten thousand people was held in the textile factory stadium.

It has to be said that large and medium-sized state-owned enterprises are indeed big and have two prominent businesses, one is the number of houses and the other is the number of land. Although the stadium is broken, it is extremely large in area. More than 10,000 people carried teacups and bags, each of them received small plastic stools from the side of the venue, and found their respective workshops on the white lines of chessboard-shaped drawings. They found three or five good sisters sitting together, making yarns and tearing melon seeds, chatting intimately, and waiting for the conference to begin.

Since it was already August, the working group specially selected a cloudy day. The sun was faintly hidden in the clouds and was not too hot. On the runways on both sides of the venue, dozens of large insulated tea drums were placed, filled with barley tea to relieve heat and quench thirst. An ambulance was also parked next to it. Two groups of doctors and nurses sat in the tents set up and were on standby at any time. The table in front of them was filled with cross water, phoenix oil essence, glucose injection, quick-acting heart-saving pills, normal saline, oxygen bags and other rescue medicines and equipment.

The working group even considered the convenience of ten thousand people, so they specially built a temporary public toilet on each side, which was arranged very thoughtfully and appropriately.

The majestic athlete march resounded throughout the audience, with two large electric speakers at each corner, which could clearly spread any sound on the rostrum to any corner.

The Hanzhong Textile Factory All Workers' Conference is about to be held. There is only one central topic of the meeting, which is to explain to all employees what "state-owned private" means, how to carry out it, how workers arrange it, wages, welfare and insurance, etc. These are all topics that concern all employees' vital interests. Therefore, although the scene was extremely lively, everyone was still worried.

On the two-meter-high rostrum made of steel pipes and wooden boards, there are two long tables, covered with red velvet cloth, and a microphone is placed every two seats. There are signs hanging on the rostrum, flowers are placed below, giant speakers are placed on both sides, red flags are waving on both sides.

The meeting time was 3:00 pm and 2:50 pm. Vice Governor Xu Jisheng of the Provincial Government, Jian Runan, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, Sun Fuhu, Mayor of the Municipal Government, Xiao Hanqing, Executive Vice Mayor, and other leaders, Yang Jinping of the Provincial Department of Industry, as well as other relevant functional departments. The heads and deputy heads of the restructuring working group were already present. Other members of the working group sat in the first row of the venue.

The host of the conference was Shang Zhuoyang, Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee. He looked at the time, walked to the speech stage directly in front of the rostrum, and blew the microphone seriously. A "buzzing" sound immediately sounded around the venue.
Chapter completed!