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Chapter 1377 The turning point at the critical moment (Second update, please subscribe)

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At the corner of the "ㄑ"-shaped slope, there is a tennis court hidden behind the shade of trees, from which the sound of light hitting the ball can be heard.

Near the evening, there would be some guys playing tennis there. They were sweating and looked very passionate, but they had nothing to do with Zhang Songjie.

There are no half-wits among the people who can be recorded in other people's personnel cards. They are all "wool-working people" - always arguing, studying, and working vigorously until the evening, perhaps until late at night.

Whether he was in charge of personnel in the past or now as the executive director of the Ministry of Commerce and Industry, he is still in charge of personnel. Therefore, there is a thick stack of personnel cards in Zhang Songjie's desk drawer.

The thick stack of personnel cards recorded the "capable men" in his mind, and he would always push these people out whenever there was an opportunity.

When we arrived at the five-story gray-brown building of the Special Offer Hall, we could see documents piled up in the rooms through the windows. Every shelf was filled to the brim. In some rooms, the documents were piled up so high that they fell onto the windowsills.

The entire building is occupied by countless patent applications accumulated over more than ten years. There are people queuing up every morning, including inventors, attorneys-in-fact, and of course patent lawyers. It is always busy here.

Zhang Songjie walked in through the side door, climbed up the low stairs, and stuck his head into the dim corridor. A musty smell hit his nose, as if he had walked into a large warehouse or an underground warehouse.

Although the two places are only a hundred meters apart, the atmosphere is completely different from that of the Ministry of International Trade and Industry headquarters.

However, everyone here also recognized Zhang Songjie. After all, he was the first executive officer among the six executive officers of the headquarters, which meant he was the first deputy officer of the headquarters, second only to the executive officer. How could others not know him?
After he came in, someone immediately led the way to Angel's room in a corner of the second floor. Zhang Songjie did not see him immediately. He was not sitting in the section chief's seat, but lying on the bench at the back reading documents. His face was pale, like a patient.

Ingres was still lying there, glancing at the newcomer with a reproachful look. When he found out it was Zhang Songjie, he hurriedly stood up, stood at attention, and said like a soldier:
"Why are you here? If you need anything, just call me..."

Zhang Songjie interrupted him:
"Right now, Mitty and his team are having a heated debate in the Ordinance Review Committee, and the atmosphere is still so heated!"

"Oh?" Angel showed an unhappy expression.

Although Mitty entered the department two years later than him, he was already a strong competitor and an opponent he was aware of.

"How about it? Do you want to go back to the headquarters?"

"To be honest, I...

"I know. You want to die in New York!"

“No, go study.

"For an old patient like you to live in New York, where the climate is bad and there is winter, with your physical condition, what will happen to you if you go there? I think you know what will happen to you!"

The reason why Zhang Songjie was so annoyed was that this guy was in poor health. Compared to the cold New York, the weather here at the equator was more suitable for his body.

"Yes I know."

Angel's answer made Zhang Songjie fall into silence.

"At the same time, have you thought about the pros and cons of leaving the provincial headquarters?"

"Yes."

Angel snorted. The Ministry of International Trade and Industry was different from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Even those who had climbed to the executive position had no experience in overseas posts. They usually worked in the Special Affairs Office, Enterprise Bureau, Heavy Industry Bureau and other key departments of the headquarters after becoming section chiefs. They had never been to a subsidiary bureau like him.

After all, it is easy to be forgotten in the subsidiary bureau, so some people think they have been banished to the cold palace after leaving the headquarters.

“Don’t give up on yourself.”

Zhang Songjie blamed.

"No, I won't give up on myself."

Ingres was angry. How could this be considered giving up on himself?
"Has the lady agreed?"

"agreed."

Zhang Songjie responded mockingly to Ingres's answer.

"Do you want to go to New York because it's a glamorous place?"

"I don't have any frivolous thoughts like that."

Angel seemed a little excited, and the muscles on his thin face kept twitching while he spoke. Even if the person in front of him was a general manager, he would fight back if he continued to talk nonsense like that.

That’s right, counterattack!
"If you don't want to die, I'd like to hear your reasons for doing so."

Zhang Songjie sat on the chair with his arms folded, looking at the guy in front of him. When he was in charge of personnel, he "stuffed" this family into the personnel card.

Ingres coughed and spoke:
"To a certain extent, we are full of talents here. Under the leadership of the company's bureaucrats, we have adopted a mixed economic form of cooperation between the company and the private sector. We lead the planning, and the private sector cooperates to promote economic development. It is precisely by taking advantage of this economic situation that we have created rapid development in the past decade or so, which has led to the industrial miracle. However, we must also see that it is currently showing a drawback—"

While speaking, Ingres coughed from time to time. He had suffered from tuberculosis. Although he cured the disease with streptomycin, the sequelae of tuberculosis seriously damaged his body.

"Because of our past success, many people attributed the credit to us, believing that the industrial planning of the Ministry of Commerce and Industry played a decisive role and that we achieved everything. Not only do we think so, but the outside world also thinks so. They believe in us and trust us, which further boosts our confidence. It seems that we are really omnipotent!
So much so that now, whether in the ministry or in the outside world, I have a tendency to think that we are omnipotent, we are in charge of everything, and even think that we are the "economic emperors". We plan everything, we control everything, but are we really omnipotent?"

Faced with such a question, Zhang Songjie frowned and loosened his arms, but he did not interrupt Ingres.

"The reason why I want to go to New York is because it is the headquarters of the free economy. Here, we emphasize control, mastery, and guidance. But there, capital develops freely with its most naked side. Maybe it has problems of one kind or another, but we can always learn something useful from it.

So I hope to go to New York, to learn and experience everything there, so as to make up for some of our shortcomings in the future."

Looking up at the executive in front of him, Angle's eyes burst with an undisguised passion. It was this passion that deeply touched Zhang Songjie. He did not say that his arguments were particularly new, but understood his desire to learn more and gain more results.

Now, the NBC economy and the Ministry of International Trade and Industry have reached a "U"-shaped slope. On this slope, it is possible to achieve the final peak and reach an unprecedented height, or it is possible to slide down a thousand feet and fall to the bottom and never recover.

The man in front of him is a person who dares to face this kind of turning point and is willing to take a big gamble even at the cost of his life and personal future.

Zhang Songjie particularly appreciates this attitude.

"Very good, go ahead. No, I will give you a helping hand and let you get there!" "Thank you very much, General Manager."

Angel nodded and thanked him.

Then Zhang Shunjie added:
"Whenever you want to come back, just contact me anytime, even if it's years later."

"How many years later?"

Angel said, looking a little uneasy.

"You have to think so far ahead. Besides, you can't always be the general manager."

Zhang Songjie said with a smile.

"You don't have to worry about that. Even if I'm no longer a general manager, I still have to care about personnel work. Without someone with a long-term vision, there can be no real personnel arrangements, and I want to be such a person."

Zhang Songjie reached out to the silent Ingres and said.

"People always value their promises. Come shake hands."

While shaking hands, Zhang Songjie said:
“When you go, take a few young people with you. As you said, the atmosphere of control in the ministry is a bit too strong. They are used to being high and mighty, used to being omnipotent, and used to being in control of everything.

And this is the biggest taboo of the economy! They need to breathe some outside air. The economy is like a tree. If it is not pruned, it will grow recklessly, which may affect the growth of the trunk. If it is pruned blindly, it will be monotonous and without any novelty. Once the economy has no novelty, it will not be far from recession. "

Nodding vigorously, Zhang Songjie looked at the guy in front of him, smiled, gave him a few more instructions, and then turned and left.

When leaving the Franchise Bureau, Zhang Songjie looked back at the building again and thought that maybe after he returned from the United States, he could bring some new trends to the department.

As soon as he walked out of the franchise office, a black BMW stopped in front of him. After getting in the car, he told the driver:

"Return to headquarters."

More than half an hour later, in Zhao Peiqi's office, Zhang Songjie expressed his thoughts one by one.

"…So in order to break the current deadlock, I think it is necessary to send some people to the United States, to New York, to observe and learn fully, hoping to bring some new vitality to the ministry in the future."

Speaking of which, Zhang Songjie turned his eyes to Zhao Peiqi. This former executive had played a very key role in the trade negotiations many years ago. He had worked in many business bureaus and had his own views on economic planning and control.

"Um……"

Zhao Peiqi thought for a while, then stood up and walked to the desk, took out a report, and said:

"Here is a report from the Bureau of Heavy Industry. It's more of a complaint than a report. There is a company that wants to start a car manufacturing business. Of course, this is not in our plan. As you know, the executive director is now planning a comprehensive integration of the car manufacturing industry.

Under such circumstances, another company wants to enter this industry, which is simply a bit treasonous, don’t you think? "

"It would be treasonous. Capital is profit-seeking. It is normal for them to see the profits and opportunities in the automobile manufacturing industry and want to get in. If there is no such profit-seeking nature of capital and no large-scale investment from private industries, how can our electronics industry achieve rapid development?"

Zhang Songjie said bluntly:

"Just because you are obsessed with one person's ideas, you can't think that it's unrighteous for others to have other ideas."

Such words may even sound like a rebellion, at least from the perspective of traditional ideas.

"Haha, do you know what will happen if your words get to the managing director?"

Zhao Peiqi looked at Zhang Songjie and said seriously:

"You know, this is the chief executive's idea."

"result?"

Zhang Songjie was silent for a while, then said:
"I have never thought that the Director General is a dictatorial person. I believe that he will agree with my idea. However, I hope to get your support at the meeting."

After a moment of silence, Zhao Peiqi nodded and said.

"There is no problem in sending a permanent inspection team to the United States, but I would like to recommend a few candidates. Do you think it is okay?"

"I already have someone I like as the team leader."

Zhang Songjie said bluntly.

"Deputy team leader."

Many times, many things are unavoidable, even here.

After the two reached a consensus, Zhang Songjie thought for a moment and then said:

"The one who submitted the report..."

"Don't worry, it won't be his."

Zhao Peiqi shook her head and said.

"We are a place where there is always debate. Everyone can express his or her views. You hope to inject some vitality into the department. To put it bluntly, you don't want this place to become stagnant, don't you think?"

Holding the report, Zhao Peiqi smiled and said.

"It's just a report. Although he proposed some industry audits and so on, it has no meaning. Of course, we also need to be vigilant. After all, we all know what the economy needs."

(End of this chapter)