I am a small factory doctor re-walking my life.

The autumn rain continued continuously. After entering September, the autumn rain fell sparsely for ten days. It finally cleared up on Friday the 11th, the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival. Perhaps it was because it had been washed away by such a long period of rain. Today’s sky looked brighter. Extraordinarily blue.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is not a holiday now. You still have to go to work when you have to, and you still sell the mooncakes that should be sold. Now there are no sky-high price mooncakes, nor are they over-packaged. Most units will give a few pieces to their employees before the festival, just like that It was wrapped in oil paper, and there were many people queuing up to buy it in the grocery store.

No, the grocery store across from the Family Courtyard hadn't even opened in the morning, and there was already a queue. These people were afraid that they wouldn't be able to buy it.

Li Tang didn't let Pang Hu drive this morning, so the two of them strolled towards the company.

After not seeing the sun for ten days, he felt like he was about to grow hairy, so he planned to get a good tan on the way to work.

"Three Brothers"

"Say"

"I forgot to tell you yesterday that all the fifty cars I ordered from Qinqi last time have been delivered, and you can send someone to pick them up."

"What are you talking about? Fifty Taiwan Automobile...oh oh oh, you said it was going to be donated to the Municipal Public Security Bureau, right?"

Li Tanggang wondered why he had booked so many cars, and suddenly remembered that he had promised to go out last month.

"Yes, that's it!" Pang Hu tried hard to control his facial expression and nodded.

"Okay, I understand. Is there anything else you forgot to tell me?"

"Did you forget? Besides, you have to meet Emerson today, and the appointment is at ten o'clock."

"Did Chen Dong ask you to remind me one day?"

"Haha, third brother, Chen Dong said that he has trouble arranging time for you all day long."

"He has a big head? I still have a big head. I can't even control my time."

Li Tang was also full of complaints when it came to the time he had free control every day. Those in the secretarial office wanted to control his time throughout the day, and they almost didn't specify what time he could go to bed at night.

Sometimes he thinks that he is just a business leader, and he is not too busy. Time is set like this. Thinking about his father-in-law and Director Wang, when he gains something, he must also lose it. Something!

……

In the restaurant on the second floor of the company, Li Tang just walked to the door and met Zhang Guoqing and Hou Jianshe who were walking away while talking.

"Chairman"

"Hello, Chairman"

"Well, have you all finished eating?"

"We've finished eating. The eight-treasure spicy rice made by Master Jiang is delicious when sandwiched with steamed buns. Chairman, please go and try it."

In July, Hou Jianshe transferred the boss of the Jiang family and his daughter-in-law from Qinshan to take charge of the dishes. The quality of the company's meals skyrocketed.

In fact, the food cooked by the boss of the Jiang family is not particularly delicious, but he has been working in the company for a long time and can grasp the tastes of these people.

Those who work at the company headquarters are all administrative staff, and they are not as hardworking as the front-line workers in the factory below. If the food given to these people is heavy in oil and salt every day, not many people can stand it. The chef before provided it. I had several opinions, but it seemed like he was just like that when it came to cooking and couldn't change it no matter what.

Since the boss of the Jiang family was transferred to the restaurant, more people came to the restaurant to eat than before.

Hearing that there was Babao Spicy today, Li Tang felt like he couldn't hold back his saliva.

"Hey, I like this."

"Yeah, I know you're good at this, so go and eat quickly. There are many people eating this morning, so don't lose your share in a while."

Zhang Guoqing was just joking.

"Okay, I'm going to eat first." Just as he was about to leave, Li Tang thought of something else and called Zhang Guoqing to stop him. "National Day"

"Chairman"

"I heard that the car I ordered from Qinqi has been delivered, right?"

"Yes, they were all delivered yesterday."

"In that case, you contact the city bureau to see when their time is suitable, hold a donation ceremony, and then call the TV station."

"Then... Chairman, would you like to attend this ceremony?"

"I won't go. You and Lao Liu can just figure it out. Call Lao Ma too."

"Ok"

There was one month left before the meeting, and everything had basically been settled. What he needed now was stability and peace, not the limelight.

After dinner, he went to the office. It was only eight o'clock now, and there was still more than an hour before he left to meet Emerson at the Bell Tower Hotel. He was a little confused as to why the old boy chose that hotel when he came this time. I don’t know if it was arranged by the people from the Provincial Liaison Office.

It's great to stay in their guest house. It's convenient and saves him from traveling so far.

Sitting there and smoking a cigarette, grumbling in his mind, he picked up the documents on the table that the secretary's office had sorted in advance and read them.

I had barely read a few words when the phone rang.

"Jingle Bell……"

"I am Li Tang"

"Comrade Li Tang, I am Xiong Minghua."

When he heard the person on the other end of the phone announcing his home address, Li Tang, who was still staring at the documents, instantly raised his eyes.

"Hello, Director Minghua!"

When the director in charge of the provincial political and legal system heard the call, Li Tang already knew his purpose.

"Comrade Li Tang, I know you are going to meet a foreign guest later. Let's make a long story short. I have read the materials you sent over, and also sent someone to get a preliminary understanding. The situation is basically true. I will call today. The main purpose of this call is to say thank you."

Xiong Minghua was talking about something that happened when Yang Chunzhong was in school because he discovered certain problems and offended Cheng Wen.

A few days ago, after Li Tang asked Yang Chunzhong to write out the whole story, he originally planned to send it directly to the Supervisory Committee for investigation. But after thinking about it again, he handed the material to Cheng Wen's immediate boss, Xiong Minghua. , let them check themselves first.

This also gave Xiong Minghua room to move around and control the matter within a small range, so that he would not be so passive because of the direct investigation by the Supervisory Committee. This is why he called specifically to say thank you.

"You're welcome, Director Minghua. I'm just exercising my supervisory power."

Xiong Minghua also understood in his heart that Li Tang's intention was to clear the way for his father-in-law's future, but no matter what his motives were, he was owed this favor.

"Haha, Comrade Li Tang, let's wait for a while. I'll be the host and we can sit together. It's been so long and I haven't communicated with you alone."

"Then you're welcome, Director Minghua. I'm waiting for your call at any time. Let's agree first. If your host is just a plate of peanuts and a plate of cold vegetables, then I won't go."

"Hahaha... No, no, you can decide the time and place, but my income is only so much, so you, the big boss, must be merciful when ordering."

"Then don't worry, it will never exceed your monthly salary."

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(End of this chapter)