The World: Tu Ziqiang's Counterattack

Old man Fei didn't mean anything, so Tu Ziqiang could only keep guessing, and finally Wang Ashun couldn't help it.

"Xiao Tu, where can we find out what Director Wu needs?" Wang Ashun hesitated, "Management and technology are not the same thing."

I am Cao, yes!

Old man Fei and Director Wu are the supervisors of the two mouths, and it's good to have a good relationship on the surface. Do you expect the two of them to talk about everything?

Tu Ziqiang wished he could slap his own mouth.

"Yes," Old Man Fei grinned, and gave Wang A-Shun a reproachful look, "I'll count them for him, to see how many he can guess..."

"Fei Gong, you are bullying children..." Tu Ziqiang saw that old man Fei had such an attitude, so why don't you hurry up and beat him up for being cute? He wouldn't be able to get a master's degree back then.

"Uh, hahahaha," Fei Gong was stunned for a moment, obviously not getting used to it, and then laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, don't bully children. Let me tell you..."

Tu Ziqiang sat upright.

"Guo Erluosi wants to build a new chemical fertilizer plant," Fei Gong suppressed his smile and whispered, "The project is about to be established, in June and July? Old Wu, I want to be transferred to prepare for the construction..."

"So..." Tu Ziqiang nodded slightly, lost in thought.

Fei Gong pursed his lips and smiled, turned his head and chatted with Wang Ashun's uncle and nephew in Modu dialect in a low voice.

Director Wu is about to leave the rime factory, so some of the indicators in his hand must be used up.

If you eat well, save some soup for your successor, and if you don’t eat well, you can’t keep them for a whole year and throw them out.

Well, he shouldn't have such a bad taste, after all, he is also a director of a big factory, so he won't be so ignorant.

However, one more thing to note is that Director Wu must not be doing well in the system.

Because it is generally enough to throw the deputy factory director over to prepare for the establishment of a new factory, and there is no need to send the factory director over to the normal production smog factory.

What's more, the headquarters of the Jichun Oilfield is in Guoerluosi. No one will let the emperor who is far away from the emperor of Shangao quit, and rush to the headquarters to become the factory director. He can point fingers at random with a head of garlic?

Didn't those who were officials in the past have a saying that if you did evil in the previous life, you will be attached to the body in this life; if you did evil in the third life, you will be attached to the provincial capital...

"Old Fei, can you remind me..." Tu Ziqiang asked for advice with a cheeky face.

"Yo, Fei is getting old now..." Fei Gong said to Wang Ashun with a smile, "Look how good this young man can talk, huh? Look at you again!"

Wang Ashun's big black face turned purple, pretending that he didn't hear anything.

"Xiao Tu, the headquarters of Jichun Oilfield is in Guoerluosi..." The old man smiled mysteriously, and said nonsense after a while.

"But Guo Erluosi has an oil field, which can provide raw materials for the chemical fertilizer plant..." Tu Ziqiang said with a curled lip, "Isn't it realistic to move to another city?"

Fei Gong nodded while listening, but he didn't mean to speak.

Tu Ziqiang raised his wine glass and looked at the old man eagerly, but the old man had drunk the wine and had no other reactions.

"Old Fei..." Tu Ziqiang looked distressed.

The old man rolled his eyes and spread his hands, indicating that there are only so many clues, you can figure it out...

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

Before Tu Ziqiang felt his pulse, Director Wu arrived.

Director Wu is an upright man in his forties, with a pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes occasionally flashing a bright light...

The factory manager at this age is just getting on the knot, and the last step will go up, and it is basically useless to delay one step.

"Old Wu, you are late, what do you think?" Fei Gong smiled and shook his head.

It seems that the relationship between the director and the chief engineer of this factory is at least superficially good, otherwise they wouldn't be so casual.

Tu Ziqiang secretly made a note in his small notebook.

"What should I do? Today's owner is Wang Ashun, and he didn't say anything. What are you worrying about?" Factory Manager Wu spoke softly, instantly destroying the image of a tough guy.

Tu Ziqiang stared at Factory Manager Wu's full face of stubble and thick body hair on his big hands...

People with a lot of body hair are generally energetic, lustful, and short-tempered.

Director Wu is so relaxed, either because the problem has been solved, or because an outsider is deliberately restraining himself.

Regardless of the possibility, it means that this person is not as rough as he appears on the surface.

Wang Ashun's submissive appearance proved Tu Ziqiang's guess, he was far from relaxed in front of Fei Gong.

"Hello, Director Wu, I'm Tu Ziqiang, from Jichun..." Tu Ziqiang analyzed in his heart that he didn't lose face and thoughtful etiquette at all.

"Well, hello, Xiao Tu..." Director Wu stretched out his hand, shaking it lightly, and shook it twice.

That's right, people who shake hands in this way are usually very deep in the city...

Tu Ziqiang now has a basic judgment on Director Wu.

After saying hello to Tu Ziqiang, Director Wu turned to chat with Fei Gong.

His attitude towards Tu Ziqiang was not indifferent, but it was only a matter of etiquette.

"To say that Xiao Tu has really done a good job," Fei Gong blinked and said to Director Wu, "I thought that Xiao Hua's arrival at the Red Star Factory was mostly manual labor, but I didn't expect..."

"Huh?" Factory Manager Wu looked at Tu Ziqiang with a smile.

"Ah, no wonder Fei Gong misunderstood. In fact, this time Xiao Lu was transferred to work in the Red Star Mutual Aid Club." Tu Ziqiang quickly took over the pole that Fei Gong pulled, "This mutual aid club is just..."

Director Wu originally just listened casually out of courtesy, but he heard that his body was getting more and more upright...

They are all old foxes. It is self-evident what the nature of the mutual aid society is and what kind of support it needs to be able to work in the provincial capital of Jichun.

"This mutual aid club seems simple, but it actually has a lot of knowledge!" Director Wu said while nodding, "You can't be sloppy..."

The old fox looked at Tu Ziqiang meaningfully.

This is exploring the bottom line of self-improvement.

What is your kid's background?What do your parents do?Who gave you the idea?Who gave you the courage again?

A whole host of reefs lurking beneath the surface just waiting to open...

"Hey, how can I do this?" Tu Ziqiang was amused, imitating Cai Xiaoguang's yamen style, biting the bullet and pretending to be aggressive, "I just came up with an idea, and I haven't quite figured out the rest. ..."

"Oh..." Director Wu was suspicious and stared at Tu Ziqiang without saying a word.

"To tell you the truth, Director Wu, I just went to Yanbian to get rice this time." Tu Ziqiang filled the Wu Factory Manager with wine while talking with a wine bottle, "Antu County asked me to get some fertilizer..."

The flimsy Wanbao Commune has become Antu County...

There's nothing wrong with that, Wanbao Commune is also a part of Antu County.

Director Wu nodded his head slightly and didn't answer.

The old fox is the old fox.

"I don't know if Director Wu can help you." Tu Ziqiang picked up his glass and looked at Director Wu earnestly. "Although I can't do much with my narrow shoulders, what does Director Wu need?" You can mention..."

Factory Manager Wu subconsciously glanced at Fei Gong, the old man was smiling and sipping his wine to watch the excitement, without opening his mouth at all.

"The transportation capacity in the factory is tight," Director Wu twitched slightly, "There is a shortage of liberation trucks..."

Is it a dragon or a worm?Stretch it out!

"Hey, I dare not agree to this, I have to try." Tu Ziqiang said with a smile without being surprised at all, "I don't know how many cars you need? How much fertilizer can you leak from your fingers?"

This old guy is about to go to Guoerluosi to prepare for a new factory, and the truck is just to scare people and even get to the bottom!

After Tu Ziqiang said this, he glanced at Fei Gong from the corner of his eye. The old man smiled so happily!