Siheyuan: The Era of Struggle

Chapter 297 Confrontation
They chatted about family matters for a while, and only after Luan Hongsheng served tea and left the office did Mo Dacheng smile and change the subject.

"Yuan Chao, come and tell me what you want to talk to me about!"

As he spoke, Mo Dacheng took out a cigarette and handed it to He Yuanchao, saying, "But first, I have to make it clear that I have just arrived at the factory and there are many things I am not familiar with. If I can't help, you are not allowed to blame me."

He really deserves to be a deputy hydrocarbon-level leading cadre. Look at the way he speaks, and how he balances public and private interests without any flaws.

He Yuanchao secretly praised them in his heart, and while using matches to light the two men's cigarettes, he quickly thought of a solution in his mind.

Since you, Minister Mo, insist on confusing public affairs with private ones, then let's just sort it out.

After thinking through the pros and cons, He Yuanchao exhaled the smoke from his mouth and said with a smile: "Minister Mo, this matter still requires your approval."

"Oh! Then I must listen to you carefully."

Mo Dacheng looked at He Yuanchao through the smoke in front of him and said with interest.

He Yuanchao did not waste any time after hearing this. He first reported in detail the current personnel structure and personnel arrangements of the Security Department, then summarized the gains and losses of the work in the past six months, and then changed the subject to talk about his thoughts on the upgrading of the Security Department.

As he spoke, He Yuanchao was silently observing Mo Dacheng's expression.

Seeing Mo Dacheng smoking with a calm expression and not saying a word, He Yuanchao was a little confused about what his boss was thinking for a moment.

Open the bow without turning back the arrow.

Even though this might leave a bad impression on Mo Dacheng, we still have to fight for what we should fight for.

Thinking of this, He Yuanchao no longer hesitated. After reporting his ideas about the security department, he also directly proposed the personnel arrangements he had planned.

It took almost twenty minutes to finish what needed to be said. He Yuanchao resisted the urge to drink water due to his dry mouth and quietly looked at Mo Dacheng who was sitting next to him.

The room was silent for about four or five minutes. Mo Dachengcai lit another cigarette and spoke with a smile.

"Now that we've talked about the Security Department, Yuan Chao, you should also tell us what you think about the factory guard team. After all, in addition to being the deputy director of the Security Department, you also serve as the captain of the factory guard team!"

What does it mean, a warning? A warning? Or...

Although Mo Dacheng's voice broke the depressing atmosphere in the room, He Yuanchao did not dare to be careless at all, and said according to the words he had prepared long ago:

"Minister Mo, to be honest, I have never had an in-depth understanding of either the previous factory patrol team or the current factory guard team. I suddenly don't know where to start talking about this."

Seeing that He Yuanchao looked caught off guard and didn't seem to be faking it, Mo Dacheng smiled and said:

"If you say that, I have to criticize you. You can't be picky when doing your work, especially our organization members should play a leading role as models..."

He Yuanchao listened to Mo Dacheng's obviously boastful words. Although he felt a little funny in his heart, he did not dare to show it on his face and looked like he was listening carefully.

As soon as Mo Dacheng finished speaking, He Yuanchao quickly took over and admitted his mistake, saying, "Secretary Mo is right to criticize me. In the future, I will definitely correct my attitude and strictly demand myself..."

Looking at He Yuanchao who was making self-criticism, Mo Dacheng swallowed back the words he originally wanted to take the opportunity to criticize him. He felt like he had punched cotton and sprained his waist.

"Just like what Xiao Luan said, this He Yuanchao is slippery and not at all like those military-to-civilian cadres who get angry easily."

After muttering to himself, Mo Dacheng no longer had the intention to test He Yuanchao's temper and character.

After smiling and nodding about admitting his mistake, Mo Dacheng then talked about the work of the guard team.

"It's okay if you don't understand Korea, and it's okay to talk about it on paper. Just talk about how you plan to carry out the work of the escort team next." I've shown it so clearly, why are you still holding on to this matter? Can you give me some advice? These old guys are really hard to deal with.

He Yuanchao complained in his heart, but pretended to look thoughtful on his face.

I think if we just shout out the slogan of military construction, we can resolve this matter.

“Minister Mo, I don’t know the situation of the guard team, but to carry out the work of this semi-military team, I think we must first clarify two points: first, increase the intensity of training, and second, focus on the ideological construction of the team.

As for the rest, we will find ways to solve the problems as they arise.”

Mo Dacheng nodded when he heard that, and a smile appeared on his originally stern face.

"Your point of view is good and very targeted. Based on what you said, I believe that the factory guard team will soon achieve results under your leadership and management."

After hearing this, He Yuanchao showed an embarrassed expression on his face.

Seeing this, Mo Dacheng looked at He Yuanchao with some confusion and asked, "Why Yuanchao, are there any difficulties?"

Feeling that the matter had almost reached a climax, He Yuanchao quickly took the opportunity to make things clearer.

"Minister Mo, you know that I just transferred from the army and entered the factory not long ago. There are many things I still need to learn about local work.

I just feel comfortable with the work of the security department. I am afraid of making mistakes if I have to devote my energy to other work."

After saying this, He Yuanchao looked at Mo Dacheng's noncommittal expression and continued,

"Minister Mo, can I take the job of the factory security team temporarily? You and Secretary Liang can find a capable comrade to take over."

After hearing what He Yuanchao said, Mo Dacheng put out the cigarette in his hand and said with a slightly serious expression: "Yuanchao, since the organization has given you the job, it proves that you are fully capable of doing this job.

Let me be honest with you here. As your supervisor in the factory security team, no matter what difficulties you encounter in your work, I will do my best to help you solve them.

Don't worry about anything, just concentrate on your work and try to turn the factory security team into a team with a strong work style and strict discipline as soon as possible."

As soon as Mo Dacheng finished speaking, He Yuanchao quickly took over the conversation and politely declined:

"Minister Mo, please forgive me! I can handle the work of a security department, but I am really powerless to handle the work of the factory guard team."

Having said that, He Yuanchao pretended to be very determined.

"Minister Mo, if it's inconvenient for you to tell Secretary Liang, then I'll go and tell him myself. Afterwards, don't blame me for disrespecting my leader."

Seeing that He Yuanchao seemed really anxious, Mo Dacheng felt that the time was about right, so he relaxed.

"Yuan Chao, how about this? You should focus on the security department, and let the deputy captain of the factory guard team take charge of the daily work.

But you should not completely ignore the factory security team. After you have sorted out the work of the security department, you still have to take up this responsibility as soon as possible."

Seeing that his goal was achieved, He Yuanchao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to take a sip of water from the teacup, Mo Dacheng's heartbreaking words instantly made He Yuanchao's originally good mood fall to the bottom.

(End of this chapter)