Rebirth of the Non-Mainstream Village Chief

Chapter 142 Office Meeting

Ou Shanhu's life in the detention center was pretty good, with meat to eat, wine to drink, and cigarettes to smoke.

It's just that the news from the brothers outside kept him frowning and full of displeasure.

The news on the first day said that Dong Batian had died and was shot three times, two of which hit his vitals.

On the second day, the news changed, saying that Dong Batian was safe and sound, and the one who died was his brother.

This morning, there was new news that Dong Batian was actually seriously injured. Although his life was saved, it is estimated that he will be inseparable from a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Ou Shanhu is so depressed, Ma De, which piece of news is true?

You can only rely on your own analysis.

So Ou Shanhu borrowed a penny coin from Warning.It is really a loan, and you have to pay it back when you run out.

Tossing the coin, Ou Shanhu muttered something in his mouth, and when the coin landed, after looking at it, Ou Shanhu let out a heavy breath.

It was obviously not enough to analyze it once. Ou Shanhu tossed the coin again, and when it landed, it was face up just like the previous time.

Ou Shanhu couldn't help being surprised.

The third time, it was still face up.

The smile on Ou Shanhu's face grew more confident.

God is destined!
Lao Tzu will still be astounding in the arena of Pengcheng.

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provincial capital.

Jiang Zhengyue, who returned to the company, immediately organized a general manager office meeting.

There was only one topic of the meeting, to discuss the chemical fiber fabric project, whether to continue it, and to seek foreign investors with advanced technology, or to stop here and transfer funds and energy to other aspects.

The answer is already obvious.

There are many chemical fiber fabric manufacturers with advanced technology in the world, but few can meet the requirements of Nanyue Headquarters, and among the few companies, only a handful of companies are willing to set up joint ventures in China.

That is to say, after passing the village of Imoto Spinning, there will be no other shops for a while.

And the negotiation with Imoto Textile was on the verge of death, and President Jiang himself could not save it.

Therefore, although I am unwilling, I can only give up temporarily.

Just when Jiang Zhengyue suggested that the participants vote by showing their hands, a slightly immature female voice sounded from the corner.

"I don't think this is the time to vote..."

Xia Su?

Jiang Zhengyue was unhappy.

An intern, he brought you along in the negotiation, and didn't avoid you in the meeting, just to give you more opportunities to increase your knowledge for the sake of your grandfather, but how can you be so ignorant of the world?
This is the general manager's office meeting, how can you have the qualifications to speak?

"Mr. Jiang, leaders, I don't think it is suitable to vote on the fate of the chemical fiber fabric project. Manager Yang has not come back yet. He has stayed in Pengcheng and is still negotiating with Mr. Watanabe of Imoto Textile. I have confidence in Manager Yang. I can foresee that good news will come in a short time."

The participants showed different expressions.

There is disdain.

There is disgust.

There is sarcasm.

There is anger.

It doesn't matter if it's not a big deal to eat melons.

But no one paid attention to it.

No one believed it.

Jiang Zhengyue couldn't help frowning.

Last night, Yang Guanghui asked him for instructions, saying that he wanted to stay in Pengcheng for one more day, and then think of a way to win it.

Although Jiang Zhengyue didn't think it was necessary, he still agreed to Yang Guanghui's request. It wouldn't cost much to stay alone for one more day, and it would only benefit his future growth if he suffered more setbacks.

However, listening to the goddaughter's tone, there seems to be something else hidden in it?
Director Liu of the General Manager's Office hurriedly got up and stopped Xia Su who was about to walk towards President Jiang.

"Xiao Xia, listen to Uncle Liu and keep your meeting minutes..."

Xia Su didn't take Director Liu seriously at all, pushed aside his obstruction, and came straight to Jiang Zhengyue's side.

"Mr. Jiang, if you think the negotiation with Imoto Textile has completely failed, then why did you keep Manager Yang in Pengcheng?"

Jiang Zhengyue, who had already judged that his goddaughter and Yang Guanghui must have something to hide from him, smiled lightly and did not respond.

The participants paled in an instant.

Fuck, fell into Mr. Jiang's trick.

How did that sentence say, you can keep silent, but every word you say will become evidence in court.

I said something during the discussion just now...

Grandma, Jiang Zhengyue, you are so cunning, you deliberately made the illusion that the project was dead, and tricked us into declaring that we would give up the project, and then postponed the vote through the mouth of the old chairman's granddaughter, and finally gave us another village.

As a result, the project continued while we, the people, never had a say in the project.

Nope!

Must fight back!

Jiang Zhengyue's plot must be thwarted!

A vice president surnamed Lin cleared his throat and spoke:
"I don't think there is any conflict between the voting at the general manager's office meeting and Manager Yang's continued efforts. If Manager Yang has any surprises, we can change the voting results at any time. At worst, we will reconvene and vote again."

The leaders present nodded their heads.

Look at your attitude, Jiang Zhengyue, if you say you want to continue, everyone will vote to continue, if you say to terminate the project, then everyone will raise their hands in support of your wise decision.

And the statement made during the discussion just now can basically be ignored.

Jiang Zhengyue also realized that this was an excellent opportunity to consolidate authority and attack dissidents, but the premise was that Yang Guanghui had to win Takeo Watanabe, even if he could not completely win, at least he had to make a major breakthrough.

Is it to seize this opportunity?Or when nothing happened?
Jiang Zhengyue's mind was running fast.

Yang Guanghui's attitude change happened around dinner last night...Before the meal, he was in a low mood just like himself, and thought that the negotiation could be declared a failure...But after the meal, this kid's attitude changed...Oh no, during the meal, some village chief came.

Could it be that the village head of some village played a role in it?
Just as he was hesitating, secretary Wang Manru entered the venue and went straight to Jiang Zhengyue's side, whispering in his ear, "Mr. Jiang, Manager Yang Guanghui called and said he has something important to report to you."

Jiang Zhengyue's heart couldn't help but burst into ecstasy.

If it is bad news, it will definitely not be called an important situation. This is expected. Only when a major breakthrough has been made in the negotiations can it be called a major situation.

"Transfer the call to the conference room and use speakerphone!"

One minute later, Yang Guanghui's voice rang in the conference room:
"Hi Mr. Jiang, Mr. Takeo Watanabe, the negotiator of Imoto Textile Co., Ltd., has agreed to all our requests. Mr. Jiang, our negotiation has succeeded!"

The meeting room was silent.

Jiang Zhengyue tried his best to control his emotions, and said as calmly as possible: "Say it again."

Yang Guanghui's excited voice sounded again on the phone:

"Watanabe Takeo agreed to all our conditions, we succeeded, we won!"

Jiang Zhengyue said calmly: "Please enjoy the applause from all the members of the General Manager's Office, you deserve it!"

After all, take the lead in applauding.

The other participants followed suit and clapped their hands.

At this moment, no one thought about conspiracy or not. They were sincerely proud of Yang Guanghui and the company.

The applause gradually fell, and suddenly rose again.

The ups and downs lasted for 3 minutes.

"From today, you will be promoted to project director, attend the general manager's office meeting, take full charge of the chemical fiber fabric project, and report directly to me."

It is Jiang Zhengyue's consistent principle to be rewarded for meritorious service, and for Yang Guanghui to make such contributions, no amount of reward is too much, and no matter how much he rewards, he will not be punished.

Yang Guanghui is also quite a thief. When the call was transferred to the meeting room, he had already anticipated President Jiang's possible thinking, and at the same time figured out the mentality of the participants, so he replied:
"No, Mr. Jiang, I just did what I should do according to your arrangement..."

As soon as this remark came out, the word conspiracy once again appeared in the minds of the participants.

Jiang Zhengyue smiled indifferently, and said along the way: "I can only play a planning role, charge into the battle to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds, and I have to rely on a young man like you who is responsible and capable. That's it. When you come back, I will hold a banquet to celebrate your achievements."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhengyue directly announced the end of the meeting without saying a word.

You old ministers and veterans, taste it for yourself.

……

Accompanied by Yang Rui, Liu Daguang strolled around Dadongmen Commercial Street and the clothing wholesale market.

He had been to this place before, but it was still out of date at that time.

Objectively speaking, it is not so good now.

Compared with Shangxiajiu or Baima Clothing Wholesale Market in the provincial capital, it may be worse by more than one level.

What will happen in the future?

Liu Daguang shook his head secretly, he was not optimistic.

One is the size and influence of the city, and the other is the convenience of transportation.

Shangpeng City does not have an advantage in these two aspects, so it is doomed that the bully's brilliant vision will be difficult to realize.

In other words, it is impossible to realize at all.

"I asked you to come, not for your judgment, just tell me, under the current conditions, how many foreign trade clothing companies can you bring me here?"

Liu Daguang smiled wryly and shook his head: "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Yang Rui laughed and scolded: "I really want to hear your bullshit."

Liu Daguang sighed, and said: "To be honest, my family is not sure, but I can give you a guarantee. The bosses I know who are engaged in foreign trade clothing can help you come to inspect it. As for whether it will succeed or not, it can only depend on your tongue."

This is enough.

Brother, although I have never eaten pork, I have seen pigs running. Isn’t it just a PPT thing? At worst, I will change my name to Yang Yueting.

Oh, by the way, the current computer is not mature enough to make PPT, only slides.

A slideshow is a slideshow. Although the effect is a little bit worse, it can also scare people.

(End of this chapter)