Siheyuan: Break the Stick and Become a Billionaire

Ready to start thinking about the "Steel Rolling Plant Cost Reduction and Efficiency Increase Plan"

At this time, there was a knock on the door of the office, Zhang Wei was taken aback, and suddenly became curious, who could it be?

Is it Xia Wangjuan, the fifth girl?Or the second uncle Liu Haizhong, an official fan?

"Come in." As the factory manager got longer, Zhang Wei's voice unconsciously carried a lot of majesty.

Secretary Xiao pushed the door open and came in, and said with a smile: "Director Zhang, Liu Haizhong, who came to look for you this morning, is here again."

Zhang Wei was inexplicably disappointed, but he still said calmly: "Okay, please trouble Secretary Xiao, let him come in."

Secretary Xiao agreed and went out. After a while, Liu Haizhong came in.

Zhang Wei rested his elbows on the table, put his thumbs together to support his chin, and clasped his fingers together to cover his upper lip.

He said in a low voice: "Uncle Liu, it's working time now. If you don't work hard in the workshop, why come to me?"

Liu Haizhong was taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly became a little timid, and he convinced people with reasoning when he opened his mouth, and he didn't have any confidence in his heart.

He whispered: "Zhang, Zhang Wei." As he spoke, he raised his head and glanced at Zhang Wei, seeing his expressionless face, he changed his words again.

"Director Zhang, I want to find you a job."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei said calmly, "Oh? What's the matter? Don't stand there, sit down and talk."

Liu Haizhong sat down as promised, but straightened his back and said, "The position of director of the Propaganda Department is still vacant, do you think I can go?"

Hearing this, Zhang Wei couldn't help but wryly smiled, thinking to himself, one by one, they all stared at the Propaganda Department, what's wrong?Just catch a sheep and squeeze it to death, right?

Shen Sheng said: "Tell me the reason."

Speaking of this, Liu Haizhong was full of confidence. After all, he had done his homework. He stood up and said, "That's the reason."

"Director Zhang, you also know that I, Liu Haizhong, have been the second uncle in the courtyard for so many years."

"Don't say any credit, just say that this often organizes the whole court meeting. I must have the greatest credit for this."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei almost couldn't hold back his laughter. The gods deserve a lot of credit. If you don't know how to use idioms, please don't use them indiscriminately. But he didn't interrupt, and listened to him continue.

Liu Haizhong continued: "Once the superior has any job, I will promptly publicize it in the courtyard."

"Moreover, we are trying to implement it door-to-door, although in the eyes of Director Zhang, these things of mine are a bit childish."

"It may be a bit superficial, but I have indeed done the work of publicity."

Zhang Wei was stunned and was speechless for a moment, there must be no one helping him in this bangs, it was so clear.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "Indeed, in terms of publicity alone, your execution and ability are beyond reproach"

"However, you must know that the work that the director of the Propaganda Department has to do is not these. As a leader, it doesn't mean that you can do as well as you can."

"It's about how to lead the people under him to do well."

"Have you considered this?"

Liu Haizhong was taken aback. He really hadn't thought about this before. After all, he was only a grassroots cadre, the kind who ran away.

As far as moving his mouth is concerned, he may really have little experience.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Zhang Wei couldn't help but sighed, it seemed that the game was over.

It's not that Zhang Wei is making things difficult, but, these days, if you can't do it or not, you don't have to talk about it, so it must be beautiful to say.

Liu Haizhong didn't know what he thought of, his eyes lit up suddenly, and he said loudly: "I can pass on my experience to my colleagues and urge them to implement it well."

"Moreover, I still have enough experience to combine these and give a practical plan of action."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei couldn't help but cheer up, so there will be no problem.

So he smiled and said, "How to implement it?"

Liu Haizhong was taken aback when he heard the words, and seeing Zhang Wei's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, he suddenly remembered what Zhang Wei said when he went to his house to ask for the recommendation of the uncle that night.

"Even Yan Bugui, who is stingy, brought a bunch of peanuts. How about you come empty-handed?"

Immediately, he suddenly realized, took out a small yellow croaker that had been prepared a long time ago, and handed it over.

Zhang Wei couldn't help laughing, the bangs were finally enlightened, he stretched out his hand to take it with a smile, and said while playing with it.

"Okay, now that you have demonstrated your ability, your sincerity, and your implementation plan has been clarified."

"You go directly to the personnel report, and I will ask Secretary Xiao to greet you."

When Liu Haizhong heard the words, he immediately smiled, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Director Zhang, for cultivating, I will definitely work hard, and try to make our factory's publicity work go further."

Zhang Wei waved his hands with a smile and said, "Okay, let's go."

Then he called Secretary Xiao and accompanied him to the personnel affairs.

When he came back, Secretary Xiao said with a smile: "Director Zhang, Liu Haizhong is a seventh-level blacksmith, and he will probably be promoted to eighth-level in two years."

"Why can't you think about being the director of the propaganda department?"

Zhang Wei replied with a smile: "Everyone has his own aspirations. Liu Haizhong is too addicted to being an official. To be honest, if I tell him that if I get to the eighth-level blacksmith, I will promote him to the workshop director."

"It is estimated that he has long been an eighth-level blacksmith."

Chapter 162 Let's Ask Factory Director Zhang

After a while, he knocked on the door again and came in: "Director Zhang, Xia Wangjuan is here again."

Hearing this, Zhang Wei smiled, nodded and said, "Please trouble Secretary Xiao, let her come in."

Secretary Xiao backed out as promised, and after a while, Xia Wangjuan, a beautiful woman with various styles and big waves, walked in.

Surprisingly, she was actually wearing a dark green slim-fitting cheongsam.

The slit up to a palm distance above the knee seems a bit out of place in this day and age.

But it is also real, and it has plucked fiercely, the deepest string in Zhang Wei's heart,

"Director Zhang, I'm here to disturb you again, is it inconvenient for me?"

Xia Wangjuan's voice sounded, pulling Zhang Wei back from his daze.

Zhang Wei twitched the corners of his mouth to hide his embarrassment, and said with a dry smile, "It's convenient, it's convenient, how can it be inconvenient for a beauty to visit?"

Xia Wangjuan smiled sweetly and said: "Director Zhang is really joking, what kind of beauty am I? I..."

Just as she was talking, Xia Wangjuan's face suddenly changed.

Just Zhang Wei put his elbows on the table, put his thumbs together to support his chin, clasped his fingers together to cover his upper lip, and looked at her playfully.

"It's you!" Xia Wangjuan exclaimed unnaturally.

Zhang Wei asked with a half-smile, "What am I?"

"Fist, Mr. Fist?" Xia Wangjuan asked softly in surprise.

Zhang Wei smiled meaningfully, but pretended to be blank and said: "Ms. Xia, what are you talking about? Mr. Fist?"

Xia Wangjuan suddenly became angry, and said angrily: "It's nothing, Zhang~factory~director."

Zhang Wei smirked and said, "Since it's nothing, what are you doing here? I have something to do."

"Xiao..."

"Hey~ wait," Xia Wangjuan saw that he was going to call someone, and quickly interrupted: "Director Zhang, I'm here today to find out about yesterday's business with you."

Zhang Wei closed his mouth and said with a smile, "What? Think it through?"

Xia Wangjuan curled her lips and said, "I always feel that it's too bad for you to open a store. Why don't you just treat it as if I buy from you, and I'll buy all the goods in the small shop, including the display racks. How about it?"

Zhang Wei knew that she was in a hurry to transfer the money in her hands, and nowadays it is rare to move fixed property in house raids.

Moreover, it is still a public-private partnership, and it is almost completely immobile.

Besides, this canteen is still covered by him, Zhang Wei, and the one who ransacked the house must have to weigh it carefully.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wei smiled and said, "Okay, no problem, how much do you want to pay?"

Xia Wangjuan waved her hand cheerfully and said, "[-] yuan, I will buy your small shop for three years, and all the proceeds in these three years will belong to me, but if any department comes, you will come forward, how about it?"

Zhang Wei smiled immediately: "You are using me as a shield. I will cover you in front, and you will sneakily do some illegal activities behind you. Am I being sold by you?"

"With this little money, you still want to buy my life? You're probably thinking too much."

Xia Wangjuan was speechless for a moment. She originally wanted to transfer the family's assets to this canteen, and then asked Zhang Wei to help block those who ransacked the house.

Wait for the limelight to pass, and then turn it out.

As for any illegal activities, she didn't think about it at all. After all, her family's family education was very strict, and she was the only dishonesty in the whole family to do things everywhere.

Zhang Wei suddenly asked curiously: "Ms. Xia, tell me the truth, is something wrong with your family?"

Xia Wangjuan instinctively wanted to refute, but when she looked at Zhang Wei with a look that I knew, she was immediately discouraged, and her originally dazzling red head also became dim.

"My grandfather passed away." After a long time, Xia Wangjuan suddenly sighed.

Zhang Wei was taken aback, and said in surprise, "Old Xia? But even if he passed away, your family wouldn't be like this, would it?"

Xia Wangjuan sighed: "Who knows, I guess I offended someone, saying that I suspect that my house has hidden enemy agents, and I want to send someone over to investigate."

"Heh, to put it bluntly, isn't it just copying the house?"

Zhang Wei thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's right, with your family's conditions, if a hundred large yellow croakers were found, there's really no way to explain it."

Xia Wangjuan was immediately furious when she heard the words, even her hundred big yellow croakers knew about it and were still pretending here.

But what can be done?Since he doesn't want to admit it, it's useless to force him with a knife.

Zhang Wei smiled and waved his hands and said: "Forget it, I don't care about you, how about this, the store is still in my name, and the money is your investment. In the name of the public, I will form a private joint venture with you."

"Looking back, as for the search, I'm not going to stop it, just check it casually, I'm a small shop, what can I find?"

"However, the main problem now is that even if nothing is found out, people may not necessarily believe that your family is innocent."

"Then what can you do?"

Xia Wangjuan sighed and said, "Let's take one step at a time."

Zhang Wei shook his head and said no more. After all, this was a matter of her own family. It was not related to him, so there was no need for him to do anything.

In the end, it was decided according to Zhang Wei's final intention, and the money went round and round and returned to his ancient secret realm.

By the way, there were a hundred more large yellow croakers.