Ji Zheng was stunned. He couldn't figure out Wen Liang's intention and didn't dare to comment for a moment. He said, "Mr. Wen, what do you mean specifically..."
Wen Liang smiled and said, "I didn't explain it clearly. What do you think of He Xihua's personality, character, and behavior? Are there any obvious shortcomings?"
Ji Zheng had been dealing with He Xihua a lot during this period, and they got along quite well. They had also had dinner together several times in private, so he had a say. However, when Wen Liang asked him questions, he naturally had to be as objective as possible, without any personal feelings. He took a sip from the teacup, and took this moment to ponder in his mind before speaking: "How should I put it? From the level of contact I have, He Xihua is not a person with particularly strong desires. Whether it is women or wealth, he is not easy-going, but at least he is not as ugly as others. He doesn't put on airs when he speaks or does things, and he looks very kind with a smile all day long. I have observed the people around him, and they seem to respect him very much. He is a person with charisma..."
Ji Zheng's evaluation was not beyond Wen Liang's expectation. Although he had indirectly confronted He Xihua twice before, and seemed to have the upper hand more or less due to various coincidences, He Xihua, as a senior executive official, was also a big shot in Jiangdong Province. To be able to reach this point in the officialdom full of cunning people, he must have his own strengths.
When it comes to judging people, Wen Liang is never arrogant!
"Being neither lustful nor greedy for money, apart from these two things, the rest is nothing more than power and fame..."
He Xihua has been in the ups and downs of the officialdom, and his desire for power is beyond words. Without the ambition to actively seek progress, how could he climb to such a high position in his forties? As for his reputation, judging from the fact that he still has a grudge against the unfinished Xinxing Factory after so long, he must be a person with mysophobia in this regard!
"Yes, He Xihua cares about his face and reputation. He cannot tolerate people pointing fingers and saying bad things behind his back. He especially hates people who say one thing and do another, and who pretend to obey but actually disobey."
Wen Liang nodded without saying anything, and gently pushed the tea leaves floating in the cup with his fingers, making a dripping sound. Apart from that, there was no other sound in the room. Ji Zheng secretly glanced at Wen Liang, not knowing why he suddenly asked He Xihua, but seeing the unpredictable expression on his face, he consciously shut up.
After a few minutes, a gentle laugh broke the uneasy atmosphere, and he said, "Okay, let's not talk about He Xihua anymore, let's talk about how to make a request to my dad later..."
It was almost ten o'clock when Wen Huaiming arrived. The meal with the four major banks lasted nearly three hours. It can be seen that from ancient times to the present, it is not easy to get money from the pocket of the God of Wealth. Wen Huaiming and Ji Zheng are also old acquaintances. Without exchanging pleasantries, he went straight to the point and said, "Regarding the priorities of the cooperation between the two factories, in my opinion, there is no need to think too much about it now. With your strength, even if you try now, you won't make much progress..."
Just as Wen Liang was about to speak, Wen Huaiming raised his hand to stop him, saying, "I know what you mean, but we have to take one step at a time. Only when this step is taken firmly can we take the next step. Otherwise, we must be prepared for Fan Hengan's previous mistakes!"
What Wen Liang was seeking was, of course, not just the so-called cooperation at this level. To put it bluntly, such cooperation was just a one-time deal of OEM nature. Moreover, Qingtou had Wen Huaiming, and he actually had the real dominance. But what he wanted was that in the near future, both parties would jointly invest to establish an independent subsidiary, and human resources, finance, production and sales could be separated from Qinghua Factory. In this way, there would be no complicated and cumbersome bureaucracy that would make people exhausted, and the huge resource network accumulated by Qinghua Factory over decades could be effectively utilized. Taking advantage of it and discarding its disadvantages was Wen Liang's ultimate goal.
Now that Wen Huaiming is in power, there is no need to worry about these things. However, as the saying goes, "the army may change but the camp may remain the same." If Wen Huaiming leaves Qingtou in two years, how the cooperation will proceed and in what form it will continue will be issues that Wen Liang will have to consider.
But Wen Huaiming was obviously very worried, and Wen Liang also realized that he was too hasty. Just then, the waiter came in and asked if they were going to start serving the dishes. He added a preserved egg and tofu and said with a smile, "This thing can sober you up if you dip it in vinegar. You smell like alcohol, so you must have drunk a lot just now, right?"
Wen Huaiming smiled bitterly and said, "I should have brought Xiao Shang with me today..."
Xiao Shang is a college student who graduated the year before last and joined the Second Secretary Department. He is clean-looking, but his alcohol tolerance is terrifying. Now he is dating Bai Wei from the Political Research Office. Wen Huaiming likes that girl very much, and he also thinks highly of Xiao Shang. He is preparing to promote him to deputy section chief. Otherwise, even if he can drink a lot, he is not a small secretary who can attend such occasions.
Ji Zheng silently memorized the name, and would be more friendly to him if he met him next time. Wen Huaiming has always been very careful and strict, and it is rare to hear someone's name from him, so he must have a close relationship with him.
Many times, this is the magic of power. Perhaps just a casual word from someone may very well change another person's life!
"I heard that Brother Shang and Sister Wei are together? Oh, another flower... Okay, I won't say anything. I won't say anything."
Wen Liang's playful smile made Wen Huaiming lose his temper. He shook his head helplessly and said, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, Director Ji. I don't know where this kid got his bad habits from. He is getting more and more naughty. Please bear with me in the future."
Ji Zheng looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose. How could he dare to agree to this statement? He thought to himself that only Wen Huaiming would dare to say that Wen Liang was naughty. If this word were to spread outside, who knows how many people would want to die.
After the food and wine were served, Wen Huaiming ate a little to recover his spirits, and then communicated with Ji Zheng. With Wen Liang present, many things could be discussed openly, which was much more comfortable, quick and convenient than going through the official procedures. Finally, Wen Huaiming made the decision: "Let me make a statement to Director Ji today. Starting tomorrow, Qingtou will fully support the cooperation between Qinghua and Xinxing. I will greet Lu Jie and ask him to cooperate with your work. In other aspects, all approval procedures will be simplified, and funds will be tilted to this side first. At the same time, the technical backbones of both sides will be mobilized to concentrate on understanding the PAM process, and then make good use of the general trend of Huaihe River water pollution control to fire the first shot after the reorganization, and strive to achieve a win-win, mutual benefit, and win-win situation!"
He could say this because he had reached an agreement with the four major banks tonight, so he had the confidence. Otherwise, the food and supplies would have to be sent before the troops moved, and nothing could be done without money.
After discussing some details, Wen Huaiming left first. He was busy with work and his focus was not limited to the Qinghua Plant. It was not easy for him to take time to talk to Ji Zheng. Wen Liang and Ji Zheng sent him out. When they returned to the transfer room, Ji Zheng couldn't wait to say, "As long as there is no fuss, I am confident that the first batch of equipment will be offline in June. There will be no delay."
Wen Liang nodded and said, "I'm not worried about the technical aspects. Starting tomorrow, you have to consciously go to the market. You need to communicate with Lu Jie about this. Set up a new marketing department and you will be in charge of it yourself. Do you understand?"
"Don't worry, I'll take people to the front line."
"We must make full use of the sales network that Qinghua Factory has built over the years. They also have close relationships with local governments, which is an advantage that Xinxing cannot match. As long as we seize the initiative this time, when our peers react, they will find that it is already too late..."
When leaving the hotel, Wen Liang looked around and asked curiously, "Didn't he have a Santana? Why didn't he drive over here?"
Ji Zheng said embarrassedly: "The car is left in Guanshan. There are many things to do in the factory. It's okay for me to run around a little more..."
"You," Wen Liang could not help but smile bitterly, knowing that he had been a little harsh in punishing him. He was so cautious even in such a small matter as using a car, fearing that he would violate a taboo. He rebuked him, "You still come back to negotiate with them? The government is full of snobs. A CEO doesn't even have a car to get around. What's the point of talking! I'll approve two cars for you, around 500,000 or 200,000 yuan, one for you and one for receptions."
Ji Zheng hesitated for a moment and said, "This is too extravagant. The company has just started..."
"When doing business in China, the poorer you are, the more you have to maintain a good appearance. Otherwise, you will have to put in 120% effort to do a job that can be done with 30% effort. With the energy spent on this, you can earn back a few 500,000 yuan."
At this moment, Zuo Yuxi called. Wen Liang answered the phone and said a few words. He waved to Ji Zheng and said, "It's settled. But you still have to take a taxi home tonight. I have something else to do so I won't send you off."
After watching the Cherokee leave, Ji Zheng turned around and left. Although Wen Liang's words were harsh, the concern in his words still warmed his heart. In a state-owned enterprise like Qinghua Factory, the factory director only drove a 1988 Santana. The car represented status, which seemed a bit vulgar, but it was an indisputable fact in today's society.
We must fight this battle well, live up to Wen Liang’s trust, and live up to our own future!
I saw Zuo Yuxi in Diyuan. She had taken a shower and changed into pajamas. She was lying on the sofa with her legs bent, flipping through a pile of materials in her hands. She didn't even notice Wen Liang coming in.
Wen Liang tiptoed up behind her, his eyes passing over her soft black hair, slowly moving from her thin shoulders into her slightly open collar. Her delicate collarbone was faintly visible, with a deep groove formed between her two snow-white lumps. Her skin, as white as mutton-fat jade, shone with a dreamy glow, and her snow-white thighs revealed from the hem of her clothes. One glance at her made one drool.
However, Wen Liang couldn't bear to do it because of Zuo Yuxi's serious and focused look at the moment. It is said that serious men are the most attractive, and the same is true for women. When she was immersed in her work, she had a kind of moving demeanor that was not often seen in daily life, which even attracted Wen Liang more than her coquettish demeanor.
After an unknown amount of time, Zuo Yuxi stretched herself and was about to get up to pour a glass of water when she smelled a fragrance. She turned around and saw Wen Liang coming out of the kitchen with a bowl of steaming white fungus and lotus seed soup. He made eye contact with her and said jokingly, "Madam, it's time for supper!"
(July and August are the busiest months, please forgive me) (To be continued)