When Wen Huaiming saw Wen Liang sitting steadily on the sofa, his irritated and angry mood suddenly calmed down. He sighed softly, sat down and asked, "Did you do this?"
Wenliang nodded.
"Where did you get it? Who gave it to you?"
Wen Liang suddenly laughed and said, "Dad, don't be angry. I did this by myself. No one instructed me to do it."
Wen Huaiming stared at Wen Liang's eyes, trying to find something in them, but unfortunately, Wen Liang's expression was calm and his eyes were clear, without any trace of lying. He shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Wen Liang, this matter is very serious. Let me make it clear that no matter what the facts are, I will never blame you for it... Son, you must tell Dad the truth!"
This was the most emotional thing Wen Huaiming had said to Wen Liang in the past decade. Wen Liang no longer cared about arousing his father's suspicion and smiled bitterly, "Really, I didn't lie to you. Dad, I read your manuscript. The only consequence of doing that is that Xu Fuyan and Zhou Yuanting will be offended. You have been in the officialdom for so many years, don't you understand the consequences of doing this?"
Although Wen Huaiming was a little surprised that Wen Liang had such insight at such a young age, he didn't care too much. He never avoided him when discussing officialdom at home, so it was understandable that he had such insight. He sighed and looked helpless: "It's not that I don't know... But the current situation is complicated and the future is unclear. Although Zhou Yuanting is domineering and strong, Xu Fuyan is the nominal leader. Who dares to say that the east wind can overwhelm the west wind? Since we don't know who will win or lose, what else can we do except to smooth things over?"
At this point, he paused and continued to ask, "Wen Liang, is it true that no one instructed you to do this? How did you write an article like that?"
Wen Liang knew that if he couldn't give his father a reasonable explanation, he would never be able to let go of his worries, so he evaded the question by saying, "I've been particularly interested in economics recently, and I've read a lot of books on the subject at the city library. In fact, there are many examples of situations like the Qinghua Factory in other parts of the country, so we can just copy them. The other theoretical stuff is just some opinions I summarized based on opinions from all sides."
Wen Huaiming was so angry that he pointed at Wen Liang and didn't know what to say. At such a young age, you dared to steal and replace the documents that were vital to life and death. At such a young age, you dared to say that this was my personal opinion based on the sum of the directors of various companies. At such a young age, you dared to do such a thing, say such words, and write such an article. You are really my good son, Wen Huaiming!
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Wen Huaiming's face changed drastically. He stood up and walked back and forth in the room. He was suddenly overjoyed: There might be a chance for this to turn around! He sat down, thought about the various possibilities carefully, slapped his thigh and shouted, "Not bad!"
It is good! Since it was written by Wen Liang himself, it is certain that there are many loopholes. When other experts see it, they will think, well, you said that Qinghua Factory cannot be closed, but the proposed plan is of zero feasibility. Isn't this just beating your wife and then beating your children - for your own amusement? In this way, the document is just a piece of waste paper, which not only gives Xu Fuyan a way out, but also does not count as a slap in the face of Zhou Yuanting. Those who know the goods will think that he did it on purpose, that he expressed his position according to Xu Fuyan's intention, and did not really offend Zhou Yuanting. At most, Xu Fuyan will slam the table and scold him for being unreliable, but it is the lesser of two evils, which is nothing; those who don't know the goods will think that he shamelessly flattered Xu Fuyan's thigh, but flattered himself into a club... He has no goods in his stomach and no teeth in his mouth, but he dares to rush forward to bite people? Leaders like Zhou Yuanting disdain to deal with clubs. And what Wen Huaiming wants is not to leave any impression in the leader's mind, whether good or bad.
Officialdom matters are subtle and can only be understood but not expressed in words. Wen Liang accidentally hit the target, and the effect was even better than just trying to smooth things over! With this thought in mind, Wen Huaiming said impatiently: "Tell me what you wrote. I was in a hurry and didn't read it..."
Wen Liang had no idea that Old Wen's mentality had changed drastically in a moment, so he had to talk about his problems with the Qinghua Plant and the solutions to the problems one by one, combining them with the overall situation of domestic state-owned enterprise reform, and outlining a grand plan with clear structure and logic. Wen Huaiming was originally nitpicking, imagining how stupid he was! Unexpectedly, as he listened to each point, he gradually became fascinated and even had the urge to take notes.
Before Wen Liang finished speaking, Wen Huaiming had already fully understood the value of this article. He had been engaged in economic theory work in the Policy Research Office for many years, and paid particular attention to the interpretation and prediction of major domestic decisions. After listening to Wen Liang's detailed explanation, although he was not sure whether this was an inevitable trend of future development, he no longer doubted one thing: this thing was indeed written by Wen Liang, not the author himself, and it was impossible for him to give such a detailed interpretation of the article.
"Bang!" Wen Huaiming slapped the table, stood up and walked to Wen Liang's side. He touched his head and laughed, "The ancients said that saints are born with knowledge. Could it be that my Wen Liang is also a little saint? Hahaha!"
Wen Liang rolled his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Parents' love for their children is pure and they will naturally protect their children and think positively when something goes wrong. No one would believe that a 16-year-old high school student could have such talent, but parents can quickly accept this and be complacent about it!
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After laughing, Wen Huaiming's face suddenly became stiff again. Wen Liang was frightened by his father's sudden shock today and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Wen Huaiming looked like he had stepped on dog shit, and he sat down on the sofa dejectedly. It was really hard to predict good or bad luck. Since Wen Liang had done such a solid job in this article, his previous wishful thinking would naturally fall through. From now on, a big "Xu" would be engraved on his forehead. As long as Zhou Yuanting was in Qingzhou, he would not have a good life!
This is also the sadness of the little people. Without a backer, they are like rootless duckweed, and may be swallowed up by the treacherous officialdom at any time. Once they get a big supporter, they are afraid that they will be thrown out as cannon fodder at any time. It is really difficult to advance or retreat, and they always step on the red line between life and death, and dare not cross it at all.
When Wen Huaiming received a call from the Municipal Party Committee Secretariat saying that Secretary Xu wanted to see him, he had completely adjusted his mindset. Now that it had come to this, he had no other choice but to fight hard. Especially since he had submitted his letter of allegiance, if he wanted to become Xu Fuyan's confidant, he would have to see if he could do a good job with the Qinghua Factory.
Wen Huaiming knew that Xu Fuyan summoned him again because he must have had second thoughts after his impulse in the morning. He was not sure whether what was said in the article could be realized. Even if it could be realized, how sure was he? After all, the problems of Qinghua Factory were very serious, involving many levels of relationships, and could not be solved by just one article. Xu Fuyan, to put it nicely, had a gentle personality, and to put it bluntly, was indecisive, otherwise he would not have been forced into this situation by Zhou Yuanting. Meng Shanshui also understood his personality, so he specifically told Wen Huaiming that it would be best for him to rush back to the Municipal Party Committee in the afternoon and wait for the secretary to summon him. But what neither of them expected was that Xu Fuyan wanted to regret it before he even waited until the afternoon.
Wen Huaiming spit, straightened his clothes and went out. What he had to do was to convince Xu Fuyan to be firm in his confidence and go to war with Zhou Yuanting. Otherwise, he would die without a burial place!
(Please recommend and collect. Give whatever you have. I am not picky.) (To be continued)