National Beer

There must be ears next door, and there is no one outside the window.

Watching a group of villagers leave with a murderous spirit, a group of old cadres followed in indignation. In another room, the party branch secretary Gao Ming closed the office door.

Two groups of people came all of a sudden today. He originally wanted to see Qin Dong's jokes, but the jokes didn't look at them, which gave him a new understanding of this young man.

The medical bills of the old cadres and employees have been delayed without reimbursement, and these old people have long been angry.

The same is true of Yan Guozhong of Yanjiadu. People who couldn't find Lei Xiguang several times, even arrived at the factory. Du Xudong from the Security Department was not allowed to enter the factory at all. There have been several conflicts between the factory and the village. The old Yantou is also a living king. When he came back, the factory couldn't come in, and Lei Xiguang's heart was torn apart.

However, Qin Dong's move took advantage of his strength and pushed the boat along the river to combine the two groups of people into one, and set the fire on Lei Xi's bald head again.

Gao Ming blew the floating tea in the teacup and laughed, but just handed the stamp back, there was no money on the factory account. What did Qin Dong give to these old workers?What do you use to repay Yanjiadu's beet money?

"I was watching the mountain view from the watchtower, and I heard the chaos outside the city, and the banners fluttered, but it turned out that it was a soldier sent by Sima..."

Gaoming leaned on the chair proudly. Well, it seems that if you don't make any money, there will be a good show tomorrow. Since it is a good show, you can't miss it!

...

Without raising his mind, Yan Guozhong brought a group of villagers to the Industrial Bureau, but Lei Xiguang’s people were not found in the Industrial Bureau. According to the office of the Industrial Bureau, Lei Xiguang never came to work and took sick leave. Up.

"Uncle, you...are you looking for Lei Xiguang?" A bunch of people just came out of the Industrial Bureau angrily. Before they got on the tractor, a tall man with a big head stopped them.

"Do you know where Lei Xiguang is?" Yan Guozhong stared.

"Well, why don't you believe me, come with me..." The visitor got on his bike and rode forward.

"Go, keep up with him." Yan Guozhong exhaled smoke and shouted.

...

Renjia’s village came with a 50-zero tractor, but the old cadres and employees came by bus, and of course they were all empty.

"Grandpa, grandma, are you looking for Lei Xiguang?" A fifteen or six-year-old child glanced at the group of old men and women, quickly threw away the cigarette butts in his hand, and greeted him.

"How do you know?" Lao Yu and Yu Zecheng, a deputy director of the original sugar factory, took the lead.

"I'm looking for him too. I owe me money for cigarettes," the child said with a flattering smile. "Grandpa and grandma, you are the leaders before, are you retired? You should get a car to pick you up when you retire... "

Of course, some of the veteran employees present at the scene have never been leaders, but people like to listen to flattery, especially the real veteran cadres like Lao Yu, who originally retired and left for tea and no one wanted to take care of them. Now a few words from a child To flatter words, immediately heat up his heart, as if he is really a leader again.

"Which unit are you? Oh, the sugar factory, yes, what a good unit before, this is all done by you, you shouldn’t respect you if you don’t respect anyone, come, Uncle Yu, I will support you ..."

These few words are like sparks sprinkled on the grassland at once, igniting a raging fire with a thud.

Yes, how brilliant the sugar factory used to be, it caused Lei Xiguang to ruin it, and they wanted him to reimburse himself for medical expenses.

"Yes, Lei Xiguang doesn't treat us like a dish."

"A good factory is destroyed in his hands."

"Lao Yu, you are the deputy director, what do you think?"

...

The relationship between the veteran cadres and employees became excited. Old Yu's face flushed and was excited. The more reason was the increase in blood pressure. He waved his hand and said, "Go, comrades, come with me to find Lei Xiguang as a bastard!"

The two groups of people came on different routes, but they all met in the same place in the evening-the subordinate building of the City Match Factory.

After waiting for more than two hours, waiting for a while, I saw Lei Xiguang appear humming a song.

"...Drank our wine, ventilate up and down without coughing, drink our wine..."

Under the dim street lamp, Lei Xiguang was full of alcohol and walked over after falling to the ground.

Well, Lei Xiguang raised his eyelids and saw a group of acquaintances, and it was the former deputy director Yu Zecheng who took the lead.

But the appearance of this group of people was not good when they looked at them. Lei Xiguang smiled at them, turned his head and wanted to slip away. When he turned his head, he saw another acquaintance, the living king of Yan Guozhong.

Yan Guozhong smoked a cigarette and looked at him coldly. The villagers behind him all held shovel in their hands...

Snapped--

Everyone raised their heads. In the night sky, I don't know who put a kick. With the flash of fire in the night, everyone can clearly see that Lei Xiguang's smile still remains on his face.

"Old factory manager, Secretary Yan," Lei Xiguang said vaguely, "I am not the factory manager anymore. If you have something to do, please call Qin Dong..." He had been notified in advance by Liu Yan, the director of the factory office.

"We know," Lao Yu said angrily without speaking to Old Man Yan, "The new director said that there is no handover, and we will be reimbursed as soon as the handover is over."

Old man Yan was not to be outdone, "The surnamed Lei, but it blocked you today, this matter, you have to solve it today, and if you don't, you have to solve it."

Oh, there used to be conflicts between the factory and the village. Now the two groups of people have gotten together. Lei Xiguang looked at the big shovel and smiled, "Isn't I sick?..."

"This is called sores on the head, pus on the swelling, and it is so bad for you!" A villager interrupted him, but immediately attracted a group of old workers to agree.

"Lei Xiguang, let's talk about it," Yan Guozhong waved his hand and signaled everyone to settle the matter. "Is it looking for you or Qin Dong? Nothing to do with you, we are looking for Lei Xiguang for debt." He pointed to the group. Hilarious people.

"Of course I'm looking for Qin Dong." Lei Xiguang immediately caught the conversation.

"Well, you are handed over. We can't be reimbursed without the official seal." The old cadre said angrily.

"The brewery has been changed. I don't need this chapter, right?" Lei Xiguang said with a smile.

"It will take some time to change the brewery to go through the formalities and enter the equipment. What is the factory not doing? The factory is not being transferred?" The old cadre is not stupid.

"Either you give the money or hand it over, we'll find Qin Dong..." Yan Guozhong said gloomily, and two villagers walked over with a shovel in one hand and a shovel in one hand.

"Well, I'll hand over tomorrow," Lei Xiguang said with a sullen face, "I'll give him the stamp...Don't bother me..." After drinking too much wine in the evening, he walked over. Under the wall, he untied his pants...

Slap--ah--

A spark flashed in front of Lei Xiguang's eyes, and a firecracker almost threw into his crotch, so scared that he carried the guy and even peeed on his pants...

Haha----

The villagers and old workers who had watched for a few hours burst out laughing.

"You guys, stay here, and follow him to the factory tomorrow morning." Yan Guozhong smiled. He was not relieved, and specifically instructed the few villagers with big iron scoops to look after Lei Xiguang.