Qiu Qiang was obviously scared and didn't dare to say anything for a long time. Several offices next to him also felt Zhang Yifu's anger. Lin Lizheng and Ruan Mei and others came out of the house, looking at each other, and not daring to come in.

"I'm dirty..." Zhang Yifu leaned on the back of the chair and leaned against the wall for a long time, then he remembered that Qiu Qiang was still in the office and was too out of control. He quickly got up and breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you for telling me about this in time. It seems that my wrist is still too soft."

"It's not this problem..." Qiu Qiang swallowed, "The leader will soon get the translated text of this report... I still told the relevant responsible colleagues about this report."

"It should be." Zhang Yifu picked up the briefcase he had just put down, "I'll take the initiative to report to the leader clearly the content of this clarification meeting."

"Now?"

"Now. Let's go back together." Zhang Yifu shouted outside the door, "Call Xiaoqian to prepare the car."

"Okay." Ruan Mei's echo came through the door.

Zhang Yifu and Qiu Qiang left the office, and saw Lin Lizheng also guarding the door of his office, looking at him uneasy.

"Standing at attention." Zhang Yifu made a ruthless expression, "It's not enough, be more ruthless and be more accurate."

"OK……"

In fact, it only takes twenty minutes to walk from here to the Ministry of Electric Power, but Zhang Yifu still took a bus and couldn't figure out many things when walking.

Zhang Yifu was thinking almost the whole time. Qiu Qiang peeked at him from time to time, and saw him pondering, and it was hard to speak.

It was not until the car stopped and the two got out that Zhang Yifu suddenly remembered Qiu Qiang and shook hands with a smile: "You are intent, I remember it, thank you."

"It's just a matter of raising hands..." Qiu Qiang was also a scene guy, but he didn't know what to say now.

"I'll go to ABB for investigation later. Do you need Beimo Company to invite you?" Zhang Yifu asked directly.

"Ah...this..." Qiu Qiang was a little panicked. She naturally thought about it ten thousand times, but she was embarrassed to respond.

"Okay. Then someone will look for you at that time. You have to be responsible for our visa and some work going to the embassy." Zhang Yifu smiled and patted Qiu Qiang, "Thank you again."

"But... we have to survive this crisis first? People from the World Bank are not that easy to talk to."

"This is my job, your job is to ensure that the whole group passes the signing in the future." Zhang Yifu laughed and gave a few instructions to the driver, then he sorted out his suit and entered the new building of the Ministry of Electric Power.

Qiu Qiang looked at Zhang Yifu and sighed from afar. Zhang Yifu was still the same at that time, but now he is like this. He should have both aura and charm, but there is one thing that cannot be explained clearly, or it is out of place.

He is more like a boss, not like a government official.

At this moment, the driver Xiaoqian had already received a bucket of water from somewhere. He wiped the car with a needle when he saw Qiu Qiang still dazed, and said with a smile: "Are we, Mr. Zhang, cherishing words like gold?"

"It's a little bit..." Qiu Qiang forced a smile.

"Mr. Zhang is thinking too much. He doesn't have so much time to say polite words. Don't mind, it's not that he is despising you." Xiao Qian also helped Zhang Yifu smooth things over. "I have said a lot of things to say to you this time. I'm very polite. Usually, I don't necessarily say so much when I drive with him for a day."

"I definitely don't mind." Qiu Qiang also smiled relievedly, "It's just too urgent. There is something that I didn't have time to mention. There is one thing that is particularly coincidental. Shy, the head of the World Bank, was once my senior sister. Tell me, if you need it, I can introduce some information."

"I remember it." Xiao Qian thought about it for a while, a little strange, "Are you a returnee?"

"No, shy is Chinese."

"Ah?" Xiao Qian said with wide eyes, "Chinese? His own people? Then what else can't be talked about?"

"You don't understand, she is harder to deal with than 100% Americans." Qiu Qiang smiled and shook her head. He laughed at herself for saying so much to a driver.

Until Qiu Qian left, Xiao Qian couldn't recover.

"Why do you have to make things difficult for your own people..." He shook his head, and he would rather not think about it. He focused on cleaning the car. After a while, the boss may feel bad when he comes out. When he sees a clean and shiny car, he will always feel a little bit comfortable. He has no ability, so he can only do this.

Huang Zhenghui had just finished the morning meeting and returned to the office. The old secretary had already put the documents he wanted to read today on the table. He also specifically explained that the translation manuscript of the top newspaper is more important, so it is best to read it first if you have time.

The minister drank the freshly brewed tea and lowered his head and swept the translated title, almost choking.

[The Battle of the Northern Desert, the competition for China's largest power plant]

Huang Zhenghui quickly put down his teacup and took a look at the source of the Washington Post.

"What trouble is the Americans causing trouble!" Huang Zhenghui cursed, sat down immediately, and carefully scanned the report.

As the saying goes, imperialism is undeadly committed. Americans like to make a fuss all the way. Any Chinese who are unhappy will be happy, let alone help them important allies in the Asia-Pacific region.

In short, after the report explained the matter clearly, the main comments focused on attacking the Chinese people on opaque and injustice in doing things. Finally, a small sublimation came, elevating to "narrow nationalism". I satirized that the practice of attacking China violated countless international principles and was in opposition to internationalization, and by the way, it brought up some negative views on the Sanxi Project.

Huang Zhenghui was already itchy when he saw it. Americans have been making trouble for a day or two, and not three or four times. But this time, it was pulled on his own and even on Mr. Jia. Although the Beimo is a milestone in thermal power, Sanxi is obviously more important to Grandpa Jia. Now it is a Beimo, which has affected the public opinion of Sanxi. The report even called on the World Bank to be stricter on China's projects. As a United Nations organization, instead of constantly supporting funds from developing countries, it is better to church and correct how they use money!

Beimo was ahead of Sanxi and became Sanxi's experimental field. It was a place to accumulate experience in large-scale international cooperation projects. Now, the Americans started to attack directly before they even started. Maybe they would have a bad impact on Sanxi's bidding.

This is simply a demolition of Mr. Jia’s platform!

Huang Zhenghui put down his translation manuscript, calmed down, and thought for a moment at the table.

He was very clear that everyone might have responsibility for this matter, but Zhang Yifu had almost no responsibility. He almost didn't participate in the bidding, and he didn't pass any small moves or big spirits. He was completely handed over to Lin Lizheng and the complete sets of bureaus and others.

But at this moment, the responsibility for solving this matter was actually attached to Zhang Yifu. For Zhang Yifu, it was a disaster.

Now, I believe Mr. Jia has also obtained this report, but he hasn't spoken yet.

Judging from the tradition of foreign newspapers attacking China, this time it is not serious, that is, it is tickling it, but because it is pulled into Sanxi, it may affect future international cooperation, but it is not that simple.

What's more, Mitsubishi is also tricking this time. The news they got was that they didn't want things to get bigger and broke their relationship with the Chinese government. However, the head of the World Bank said in person that the Japanese wanted to abolish the standards, and this difficulty was far beyond expectations.

In Huang Zhenghui's eyes, the road is wider. If he did it, he would consider more public relations methods, so as to moisten things silently and make big things small. First resolve the conflicts with Mitsubishi, give some small projects, and then slowly argue with the World Bank. Public relations, and then get through it as you drag it over.

But Zhang Yifu...

Huang Zhenghui suddenly felt dizzy again. If you remember correctly, it would be the first time to clarify these two days, and there is not enough time!

Why are you doing so tight arrangements?

Things are all talked about slowly, not just head-on!

Huang Zhenghui picked up the phone and was about to call Zhang Yifu to his secretary, but the secretary said directly that Zhang Yifu had arrived at the door.

Huang Zhenghui also wondered why this kid's news was faster than himself?

It was not the time to think about these things, Zhang Yifu entered the office, and both of them looked worried.

"Minister Huang, I'll come here to report to you the strategies and rhetoric of the clarification meeting."

"Let's not mention that, you know this, right? Mitsubishi has a firm attitude and hopes to abandon the bid." Huang Zhenghui sighed.

"I just found out, too."

"Didn't the news you gave before that they also hope to settle things?" Huang Zhenghui asked.

"I underestimated them too much and believed them too much." Zhang Yifu took this responsibility with a dignified attitude.

"There are times when we make mistakes." Huang Zhenghui didn't want to blame him. He knew very well that the mistake was not Zhang Yifu from beginning to end. But there was no way. Someone always had to come forward to solve it. "What I mean is that we only know this attitude now. Can we consider postponing the clarification meeting and considering and handling it more time."

After saying that, he quickly added: "Of course, this is a matter of Beimo, I am just providing advice."

"There is no longer a delay. The people from the World Bank and Mitsubishi have arrived in Beijing." Zhang Yifu said in a deep voice. "In other words, Mitsubishi just doesn't want us to postpone it. She hopes to completely abolish the bid, so she relaxed. At the clarification meeting, they suddenly changed their faces and caught them off guard. They joined hands with the World Bank to force us to abolish the bid."

Huang Zhenghui's face darkened, and Zhang Yifu's words were indeed good.

At this time, the phone rang, and Huang Zhenghui didn't plan to answer. The matter in front of him was too serious, so he should push back any phone call.

"Have you considered the consequences of abolishing the bid?" Huang Zhenghui said in a low voice, "This time it is an international tender for the World Bank loan, which involves an international image."

"Yes, Sanxi is also involved. If there is a scandal in Beimo, Sanxi will also be affected." Zhang Yifu nodded.

"Not only that, you have to know that although the Complete Set Bureau is responsible for many processes, the bid evaluation and bid evaluation team are all organized by you Beimo." Huang Zhenghui said more explicitly.

"Yes, I will be responsible for the evaluation of the bids." Zhang Yifu calmed down and said cruelly.

"No, no, no, I don't mean that." Huang Zhenghui waved his hand quickly, "I remember... Lin Lizheng was responsible for the bid evaluation work throughout the whole process, right? You seem to be busy with something else."

"yes."
Chapter completed!