Wen Liang studied economics in college and has a deep understanding of the gains and losses of the reform over the past 30 years, especially the reform of state-owned enterprises. At present, his understanding is more profound and forward-looking than most people of this era. He clearly remembers the "Proposal of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China on Formulating the Ninth Five-Year Plan for National Economic and Social Development and the Long-Term Objectives for 2010" adopted by the Fifth Plenary Session of the 14th Central Committee in September 1995. The reason why Wen Liang remembers this "Proposal" is that it puts forward new ideas for the reform of state-owned enterprises. It plays a pivotal role in the long 30 years of state-owned enterprise reform. It is no exaggeration to say that the "Proposal" directly leads the development and reform direction of state-owned enterprises in the next 20 years.
The reform of state-owned enterprises has roughly gone through three stages. The first stage was from 1978 to 1986, when the central government relaxed the autonomous decision-making power of enterprises; the second stage was from 1987 to 1992, when the transition from management rights to ownership was carried out; and since 1993, the focus has been on promoting the reform of establishing a modern enterprise system. Until Wen Liang was reborn, this reform was still in progress with difficulty. The Qingzhou Chemical Plant was founded in 1968. It is one of the 22 key chlor-alkali production enterprises in the national chemical industry and the largest chlor-alkali production enterprise in Jiangdong Province. As a long-established pillar industry in Qingzhou, it occupies an extremely important position in the economic life of the entire Qingzhou. In its heyday, it had fixed assets of about 300 million, total assets of more than 700 million, and annual sales of more than 80 million. When old Qingzhou people mention Qinghua Plant, they are always full of pride and pride.
However, such a large enterprise, with the strong promotion of market economy and the gradual deepening of reform, the operating mechanism and management model established in the original planned economy era brought the enterprise into a difficult situation. By 1993, it had a debt of 250 million yuan and was seriously insolvent. It relied on government subsidies and funding every year, which became the pain in the heart of the Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government. Therefore, whether from the general trend or the current situation, vigorously promoting the reorganization and reform of Qinghua Plant is an inevitable thing to follow the historical trend, but Zhou Yuanting intends to use administrative means to forcibly cut off this heavy burden. Not only is the method simple and crude, it will definitely hurt the feelings of the people of Qingzhou. As for the employees of Qinghua Plant, let alone, they will not be over unless they curse their mothers for 30 years.
Regardless of whether Zhou Yuanting's move was to establish his authority as a new official or to reform with great determination, Wen Liang was not optimistic. More importantly, he clearly remembered the spectacular scene in 1996 when hundreds of workers went to the municipal party committee and government to seek justice after the Qinghua Factory went bankrupt, which became the most lively topic of conversation in Qingzhou that year. Although the matter was eventually suppressed, Zhou Yuanting not only did not make any further progress in Qingzhou three years later, but was transferred to the provincial capital Fengcheng to become a deputy mayor who was not a member of the Standing Committee. It cannot be said that this had nothing to do with the Qinghua Factory incident.
Therefore, Wen Liang combined the experience and lessons of his previous life, and based on the basic points of the "Suggestions of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China on the Formulation of the Ninth Five-Year Plan for National Economic and Social Development and the Long-Term Goals for 2010", he wrote a long article "On the Feasibility Study of the Reorganization and Reform of Qinghua Plant and Several Opinions on the Future Direction of State-owned Enterprise Reform". He was sure that as long as this article was submitted, once the Fifth Plenary Session of the Central Committee of the Communist Party of China was held in September, the officialdom of Qingzhou would immediately cause a great shock. Wen Huaiming's name would definitely be firmly remembered by Xu Fuyan and Zhou Yuanting, and it might even attract the attention of higher-level leaders. What he needed to consider now was how to convince Wen Huaiming to completely fall to Xu Fuyan's side and adopt the article in his hand.
There is only one consequence of trying to sit on the fence in officialdom, and that is to freeze to death on the fence.
But combined with the ending of Wen Huaiming in his previous life, Wen Liang knew that his father must be trying to please both sides and didn't want to offend either side. As a result, Zhou Yuanting looked down on him and Xu Fuyan disliked him, so they were stuck on the fence and couldn't get down.
While Wen Liang was scratching his head in the living room, Wen Huaiming in the study finally finished writing the last word, closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair in silence. He had to give it to Secretary Xu for review tomorrow, and he was extremely uneasy. According to the procedure, such topics must be discussed in the political research office team. After the opinions are put forward, one or two deputy directors will take the lead and take their subordinates to conduct research. After one or two months of collection and compilation, an outline will be written and submitted to the leaders for approval before it is finally written. But everyone knows what happened this time, and no one came to wade into this muddy water. Meng Shanshui is the deputy secretary-general of the municipal party committee and director of the political research office. He said that everything is up to you, Old Wen, and you should try to come up with a conclusion within three days. What else can Wen Huaiming do? Meng Shanshui's meaning is very clear. Old Wen, you should live in the muddy water and give Secretary Xu a way out in the shortest time possible. Don't offend Mayor Zhou, and everyone can continue to mix happily. As for the possible consequences for Wen Huaiming, Director Meng disdains to consider it. You are already at the edge of the team, and no matter how miserable you are, you can't be much worse.
Wen Huaiming smiled bitterly. Just like everyone guessed, he chose not to offend either side. He just hoped that Secretary Xu would remember that it was not easy for the people below him, and Mayor Zhou would not bother to compete with a small figure like him. He just needed to get through this. He stood up, put the documents in his briefcase, turned off the desk lamp and walked out of the study. He was so worried that he didn't even see Wen Liang in the living room.
Even though Wen Liang was quick-witted, he couldn't think of a feasible way to convince Wen Huaiming to adopt what he wrote, so he had no choice but to take a risk. After Wen Huaiming entered the bedroom, he tiptoed into the study, opened his briefcase and took out the documents. After a quick look, it turned out to be a complete waste of time and effort. Dad, you are so confused!
Wen Liang gritted his teeth and put his own writing in. He and Wen Huaiming both practiced Liu style, which was originally very different, but Wen Liang had thirty years of experience in the later generations, and at first glance it was almost indistinguishable from the fake. Despite this, tomorrow we still have to bet on each other's character. If Wen Huaiming didn't find out and handed it over directly, then everything would be OK; if he found out that there was a substitution, he would tell the truth and destroy his manuscript. As for whether he would be beaten half to death or become brain-dead afterwards, he would think about it later.
Wen Liang was familiar with some of Wen Huaiming's habits. He would think carefully before writing and would revise the draft several times after writing it. However, once the draft was finalized, he would not review it again. Everything should be done according to human will and the rest should be left to fate. That's all!
When Wen Huaiming was leaving the house the next day, Wen Liang grabbed him. His son looked serious, which was unusual for him. "Dad, no matter what happens today, don't panic. If you have any questions, come back and discuss it with us. You must stay calm!"
Wen Huaiming never thought his son would say such a thing. He felt sad. He had been struggling in the officialdom for many years, but not only did he achieve nothing, he even made his son, who was always cowardly, worry about him. He suppressed the sadness in his heart, reached out and ruffled Wen Liang's hair, and laughed, "It's nothing, don't worry."
This was the first time Wen Liang heard Wen Huaiming swear, and he laughed. Father and son are connected by blood, sharing life and death, so there is no need to be afraid of any difficulties and obstacles!
As soon as he entered the municipal party committee, Meng Shanshui rushed over and said, "Secretary Xu is waiting in the office. I want you to go over there quickly." He immediately took the lead and took two steps forward, then turned around and asked, "Old Wen, is there any problem with the manuscript?"
Wen Huaiming understood his look and said quietly, "I understand, no problem!"
Meng Shanshui didn't care that Wen Huaiming dared to give him a cold look. He had already pushed him to this point, so why not let him have some emotions? When he arrived at the secretary's office, Meng Shanshui simply said a few words and turned to leave. Wen Huaiming knocked on the door reservedly. Secretary Yang Fan opened the door and said hurriedly when he saw Wen Huaiming: "Director Wen is here. Secretary Xu has stopped several groups of guests and is waiting for you."
The leader's power was clearly evident from the number of people waiting at the door early in the morning. There were only a few people sitting sparsely in the reception room of the Secretary Section next door. The scene was a world of difference from when Zuo Jing was there.
Xu Fuyan was looking down at a document. When he saw Wen Huaiming coming in, he didn't even raise his head. Yang Fan took him to sit on the sofa opposite and left quietly. He didn't make any sound during the whole process. This was not the first time Wen Huaiming met Xu Fuyan. On weekdays, he would always greet Xu Fuyan with a smile and even make a few jokes. But when he saw the atmosphere today, Wen Huaiming knew whether it was a grace or a wrath. It all depended on whether his conclusion was in line with Secretary Xu's opinion.
"Yes, Director Wen is here." Xu Fuyan finished reading the document after a while, with no expression on his face. "Old Meng said that you are fully responsible for the Qinghua Plant. Have you come to a conclusion?"
Wen Huaiming immediately stood up, opened his briefcase, took out the document, and handed it over with both hands. With a perfect smile on his face, he said neither servile nor arrogant: "The conclusion is out. This is a detailed argument. Please take a look, Secretary Xu."
Xu Fuyan nodded, took the manuscript calmly, and motioned Wen Huaiming to sit back, flipping through the manuscript. Wen Huaiming leaned against the sofa with his hands flat on his legs, his body straight, staring at Xu Fuyan's face without blinking. Unfortunately, the gap between the deputy director and the director is not only the position, but also the cunning.
He couldn't see any emotion on Xu Fuyan's face, as if it was a piece of thousand-year-old granite that remained unmoved no matter how hard the wind and rain tried.
After an unknown amount of time, when the sweat in Wen Huaiming's palms almost soaked his pants, Xu Fuyan slowly let go of the manuscript, leaned back on the back of the boss's chair, and tapped his fingers on the smooth and bright mahogany table. Wen Huaiming's heart sank, and the slight sounds on the table were like thunder exploding in his ears. He was almost certain that he was finished!
"good!"
"Hmm?" Wen Huaiming's mind was in a mess, and he didn't hear clearly. He subconsciously raised his head and asked back with confusion in his eyes. As soon as he said it, he realized something was wrong. He quickly stood up and explained, "Secretary Xu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."
Xu Fuyan's face finally showed some expression, and he said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Sit down, you are also a veteran of the Municipal Party Committee, there is no need to be so nervous. Well, Old Wen, you go ahead and do your work, and call Secretary-General Meng over by the way."
Wen Huaiming was sweating profusely after he walked out of the office, but he was still a little confused. Is this the end? Is it good or bad? Can you at least give me some advice? He didn't hear Xu Fuyan's words "not bad" clearly, and he didn't notice that when he just entered the room, Xu Fuyan called him Director Wen and Meng Shanshui "Old Meng", but when he left, the two were completely reversed.
Even after entering the office, I was still nervous and uneasy. The Policy Research Office has one director, three deputy directors and four directors. Meng Shanshui is the deputy secretary-general of the municipal party committee. His office is on the same floor as the secretary. The other two deputy directors have their offices next door. Only Wen Huaiming's office is an inner and outer room with the Policy Research Office. So when he entered the room, the people who were talking immediately quieted down and secretly looked at his face, but what they saw was no different from usual. Wen Huaiming walked into the inner room with a gloomy sneer on his face: Do you think you can figure out my thoughts
It must be said that there is a gap between a clerk and a deputy director.
"I don't think it will work. This is a dead trap. Whoever solves it will be a god." The man who spoke was called Mao Zhengyong. He was in his late thirties and still a minor clerk. He was a gossiper and everyone was annoyed by him.
"I'm not saying that if this matter was left to Director Meng, maybe he could handle it, but Director Wen... ha." Li Quan just joined the Municipal Party Committee last year. It was unclear what kind of connections he had, but he always spoke in a loud tone. In the Policy Research Office, he seemed to be the most capable person except Meng Shanshui. The person he looked down on most was Wen Huaiming - an honest guy who would always pick on Wen for no reason. Unfortunately, Wen Huaiming was not in charge of the office, so he had no way to deal with him.
"Li Quan, shut up. You can't say anything about the leader. Director Wen is a good person. He must be blessed by heaven. Humph." Bai Wei, who had a ponytail, slammed the table and glared at Li Quan angrily. The only person Li Quan was afraid of in the office was Bai Wei. He muttered angrily, "He has no ability, and he doesn't allow people to talk about it..."
Wen Huaiming listened to the messy discussions outside, but he didn't want to bother with them. If you are successful, you don't have to bother with such things in the government. The villains will naturally flatter you. If you are unlucky, it will only bring humiliation to yourself. He pressed his brow bone with his index finger and stroked it back and forth, his mind still blank.
At this time, Meng Shanshui was sweating profusely as he flipped through Wen Huaiming's manuscript. After a while, he stuttered and said, "Xu... Secretary Xu, I... I haven't read this manuscript yet..."
"Oh, you people in the Policy Research Office all have the same problem today. How can you carry out your work if you stutter?"
"Yes, Secretary Xu criticized it! Well, this matter has always been in the charge of Director Wen. I didn't have time to read it after he finished the manuscript, but it was sent directly to the leader today. This is my work error, and I will reflect on it."
Meng Shanshui was frightened by Wen Huaiming's bold remarks. He was filled with hatred. If you want to die, don't drag everyone down with you. I never thought Wen Huaiming would dare to tease Mayor Zhou like this...
Xu Fuyan's intention of asking him to come was naturally to ask him to express his stance, but Meng Shanshui was determined not to get involved in this mess. No matter what Xu Fuyan's attitude was, he would avoid the important issues and get himself out of the way first - Wen Huaiming would definitely take the blame.
Xu Fuyan was still smiling, but there was a barely perceptible coldness in his eyes: "Well, I think Comrade Wen Huaiming is good, with a solid theoretical level, and is very good at both policy interpretation and enterprise management. In particular, his suggestions for the Qinghua Plant are insightful and highly feasible. My opinion is that you go down and sort out this manuscript, and distribute it to all municipal units in the form of a document, so that everyone can discuss the problems of the Qinghua Plant together. Hearing both sides will lead to enlightenment, and believing only one side will lead to ignorance. It is a good thing to hear more opinions!"
Meng Shanshui resisted the urge to raise objections. If it was issued in the form of a document, the contradiction between the Party Committee and the government would be completely publicized, which was politically immature. He did not think that after Zuo Jing left, Xu Fuyan could suppress Fang Mingtang and snatch the position of the top leader of Qingzhou. How could it be so simple? Xu Fuyan actually had his own difficulties. The official culture in Qingzhou was very rough. Everyone seemed too lazy to go around in circles and scheme. When something happened, they would just take off their clothes and go. Zhou Yuanting was aggressive. Even if he was a clay Buddha, he would be tempered. If he did not fight back, he would completely lose the possibility of further controlling Qingzhou, which was completely not in line with the overall interests of the circle behind him.
Therefore, the original method of slowly infiltrating and gradually eroding to establish his own influence is no longer feasible. Wen Huaiming is just a cannon to open the door. The purpose is to say that I, Xu Fuyan, have pulled the pole and tied the flag. Those who are dissatisfied with Zhou Yuanting, have a grudge, and have not found a backer, the door here is open to you. He was worried that Wen Huaiming would play the game of peacemaking, and he had thought of a countermeasure, but he did not expect that this cannon was knowledgeable and interesting, not only on the right track, but also full of ammunition. Xu Fuyan was very satisfied with Wen Huaiming. This letter of surrender was murderous and there was no return. From now on, Wen Huaiming's head was firmly engraved with the word "Xu". Having said that, if things had not squeezed to this point, you, a small deputy director, would have to see if he was willing to engrave the trademark of the secretary!
Meng Shanshui took the manuscript to the office, threw it on the table, and said, "Sort it out and print it out in the morning, put it on the red envelope, and send it to all the municipal units for study in the afternoon. Where's Director Wen?"
Wen Huaiming came out from the inner room. Meng Shanshui smiled warmly, took Wen Huaiming's hand and said, "Old Wen, I didn't expect you to be so impressive. I've read the manuscript, and your handwriting is getting better and better, haha. However, you must communicate this matter with Secretary Xu, and I won't interfere..."
Wen Huaiming was confused. Li Quan suddenly cried out in surprise, staring at the thing in his hand, and his dark face turned pale in an instant. Mao Zhengyong scolded him, "The leader is here, why are you yelling!" He took the manuscript from him, only read the beginning, and then froze on the spot, full of disbelief, looking at Wen Huaiming as if he saw a Shrek.
"What's wrong?" Wen Huaiming had already seen that it was his manuscript, and he took it with doubt. He was slightly surprised when he saw the beginning: the title is wrong! He quickly read on, and saw a sentence after a few lines: It is absolutely not feasible to close the Qinghua Factory! His eyes suddenly went dark, and his body shook slightly.
Who is trying to force me to death
Although playing the game of peacemaker is not good, everyone knows what is going on, and neither side will hold a grudge against him. His future life will be difficult, but at least he can still survive. However, this will offend Zhou Yuanting. With Zhou Yuanting's absolute dominance in Qingzhou, his fate can be imagined.
Wen Huaiming's first thought was that someone was trying to harm him. Even the handwriting was so similar that no one would believe him even if he said it was not written by him. But he changed his mind and went straight to see Xu Fuyan from his home without even entering the office. It was impossible for him to switch the letters.
Then it can only be at home, but who would... Wen Huaiming suddenly remembered what Wen Liang said when he went out: No matter what happens today, don't panic... If you have any questions, come back and we will discuss it... You must stay calm.
Wen Huaiming forced a smile and said, "Secretary Meng, I have something to do and need to go out for a while. I'm asking for your leave."
Meng Shanshui hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay! But I have to come over this afternoon. I'm afraid Secretary Xu will ask you some questions..."
"Yes, yes, there will be no delay."
Wen Huaiming slowed down his pace and walked out of the office slowly as usual. As soon as he got downstairs, he ran out at a trot.
He wanted to ask Wen Liang who gave him the document and who wanted to kill him!
(5500 words long chapter, please recommend and collect) (To be continued)