"Mayor He!" The old factory director Zhao Peide shouted, grabbed the man's arm that jumped out of the car, and opened his eyes widened: "I'm just catching you today! No matter what, you have to express your opinion about our fine casting factory!"

The person got off the car was He Xi, the deputy mayor in charge of industry. He was also caught off guard by Zhao Peide's sudden attack...

However, He Xi is a proven leading cadre after all. Not only did he not throw away Zhao Peid's hand as soon as possible, he held his hand tightly and sighed: "What did Mr. Zhao say? I'm here to solve the problem."

He Xi didn't know that the mess under the fine casting factory was a mess, but at this time, the whole of China was selling state-owned enterprises, revitalizing the mind and losing the burden, going bankrupt and laid off the job were the general trend, so he agreed to Wang Tiejun's various actions.

After all, it is reform, so how can there be any possibility of pain? As long as the embroidered city is stable and the city's backbone state-owned enterprises and central enterprises are kept, it will be considered good.

Now is a critical period of reform and transformation, and there is a lot of work in the city, and He Xi is also paying attention to his head and butt.

Although he heard from the people below that Zhao Peide was running around for the fine casting factory several times, and the old man had found his door several times, he found an excuse to avoid it.

After all, Wang Tiejun did this, which was somewhat of a hidden rule without any help. How could He Xi admit on the surface that he instigated his factory manager to sell the bankruptcy of a state-owned enterprise?

After all, this is a bad thing. If there is a possibility, He Xi would not choose such a way. But in this era, the whole country is doing this, so this is also a helpless move.

It really happened. He was able to appease Zhao Peide on the surface.

"Okay, let's talk about what to do with this fine casting factory!" Zhao Peide grabbed He He Xi's words and stood up. He immediately said: "Did the city just look at Wang Tiejun like this, and tossed the family business that we have worked hard to create and the foundation of our party?"

If someone else said this, He Xi might be able to talk about the big truth and the current form of the country. But when facing the old man Zhao Peide, he was really speechless.

The huge fine casting factory was beaten by Zhao Peide and his comrades after they had shed blood and sweat. What qualifications did He Xi have to ask Zhao Peide to sacrifice? From the fact that he avoided Zhao Peide, it can be seen that he was guilty.

"Old Zhao, what do you mean? I'm dealing with the problem today." He Xi did not make excuses for his mistakes and said sincerely: "I also have a responsibility to deal with the problem of the fine casting factory. Today I will definitely come up with a result that will satisfy Mr. Zhao!"

He Xi was really afraid. This kind of thing happened at this critical moment. Fortunately, Zhou Shuo was there, otherwise the Xiucheng would have been in trouble from top to bottom!

When the No. 1 leader came to inspect, a vicious murder case occurred, and it was the background of state-owned enterprise reform. Once this impact was huge, the number of political achievements of the Xiucheng team would be useless. They would definitely be held accountable. Even if there was no such thing, in the upcoming transfer of Jiangdaqiao, there was such a big problem with the industrial port in which He Xi was in charge. What else would he want to be the mayor? Maybe even the deputy mayor would have to do it.

"Okay. Cancel the order of laid-off workers immediately and let them go back to work!" Zhao Peide said seriously with his eyes.

"This is impossible!" Even with such great pressure, He Xi refused Zhao Peide's request without hesitation. He said bitterly: "Old Zhao. You are also an old party member, not just an old factory director of a fine casting factory, right? Now the country is in trouble. Laid-off and reduction of employees are a must-have reform. Hundreds of enterprises in the city have laid-off workers. Our embroidery and spinning workers have bankruptcy, but they are bankrupt if they say they go bankrupt, or they are laid-off if they say they are laid-off? I will open this hole for you today, and tomorrow the door of my office will be crowded with people!"

"Then what else do you say to solve the problem?" Zhao Peide didn't understand He Xi's explanation. He had heard too much of this cliché.

Zhao Peide took care of the overall situation for the rest of his life, and his life's hard work was gone in the end. How could he let him take care of the overall situation? In order to be worthy of his dead comrades and old colleagues who devoted his youth all their lives, there was no way out behind him.

"Do you think this is OK..." He Xi pulled Zhao Peide and said in a low voice: "I still have a mobile fund in my hand, which was originally used to deal with major events. I can transfer this money to the fine casting factory for compensation for laid-off workers. Do you think it is a good idea?"

How could He Xi just finished speaking? Zhao Peide stood up and said angrily: "Mayor He, as a superior leader, how can you say such unprincipled words? What we want is the fine casting factory to survive, not the compensation for ourselves! Look at who are the laid-offs of Wang Tiejun? They are all business backbones in the factory. In this way, the factory that could only barely be maintained will not be started immediately! Our working class is glorious, and getting paid according to work is the basic principle. Who do you think of us as? Speculators who make trouble for a little profit!"

He Xi didn't expect that Zhao Peide's reaction was so great that he immediately became dirty. He smiled awkwardly: "Old Zhao misunderstood, I didn't mean that--"

"I don't care what you mean. You are the deputy mayor in charge of industry. Logically, I should respect your decision. But you are just easing the conflict, not resolving the conflict. Is there anyone who works like this?"

"Old Zhao, there are many difficulties in the city, and now there are many difficulties in China-" He Xi still tried his best to persuade: "But the mood of solving problems for laid-off workers in fine casting factories will not change. Why don't you tell me a solution? As long as it does not violate national policies, I will admit everything I can do!"

When He Xi rebels, Zhao Peide moved his mouth and found that even he had no good idea in this situation. He had to rely on his seniority and say, "I'm not the mayor, I don't care. You have to think of a solution for this matter!"

Zhao Peide's old and childlike approach made He Xi angry, and spread his hands and said, "If there is a way to achieve the best of both worlds, then will I still be so embarrassed?"

"Mayor He——"

Seeing the two of them talking nonstop, Zhou Shuo walked over by himself. Hearing their helpless words, he suddenly inserted his words.

"I have a way to solve the problem of the fine casting factory. I wonder if you two would like to listen to me?"

Zhou Shuo's words made He Xi and Zhao Peide stunned, and then they became ecstatic. He Xi knew Zhou Shuo's business talent. If he said there was a way, then there might be a way. Zhao Peide knew the scale of Fanhan Group. If he could be acquired by Fanhan Group, then the fine casting factory would not have to worry about not having a good life.

He Xi originally thought that Zhou Shuo was just helping him when he saw the injustice, but he didn't expect that he would get into such troubles, and nodded excitedly.

"Mr. Zhou has any suggestions, and we must consider them seriously!"

"Haha, it's actually not a good idea." Zhou Shuo shook his head and smiled: "Mayor He should have heard of the project at Fanhan Plaza? If we choose the address in the fine casting factory, I don't know what the city's opinions are?"

He Xi's eyes lit up. The geographical location of the fine casting factory is not too bad. Although it is far from the city center, it is not far away from the main road of the city, and two or three intersections are the essence of the old city. The fine casting factory itself is located in the Hetao area where Xiaoling River passes through the Xiucheng City. The terrain is flat and the vision is broad. As long as the Xiucheng economy continues to develop, the potential for future value-added can be said to be very great.

If a large project like Fanhan Plaza is chosen to be demolished in the old city, it will inevitably lead to a geometric increase in costs. Choosing the neighbors of the old city to develop a new business circle is naturally the best choice. After Zhou Shuo said this, He Xi quickly seized the advantages of the geographical location of the fine casting factory.

"From my opinion, this is of course OK!" He Xi nodded and said cheerfully: "As long as Mr. Zhou wants to buy it, the fine casting factory will sell it to you!"

After saying that, he looked back at Zhao Peide and asked, "Old Zhao, if the fine casting factory is sold to a private operation, do you have any opinions?"

"I can't say anything about others." Zhao Peide carefully looked Zhou Shuo up and down, nodded and said, "But I have no objection to Mr. Zhou and outstanding entrepreneurs like Fanhan Group!"

"That's great! Then let's make up!" He Xi held Zhou Shuo's hand and said with emotion: "Thank you so much for Mr. Zhou. You have solved the big problem for our city government!"

Zhou Shuo was stunned for a moment, and was shaken by He Xi before he woke up. He said with a wry smile: "Mayor He misunderstood. I didn't say I wanted to acquire the fine casting factory. I just said that I hope to build Fanhan Plaza on the land of the fine casting factory. My main business is the electronics industry. I asked me to do this kind of traditional industrial project. Isn't this serial? Even if I acquire the fine casting factory, I will lay off all the workers, disband the factory directly, and then use the land to develop real estate projects..."

"Ah!" Zhao Peide said anxiously: "How can that be done! I will never agree with this!"

"I originally saw that you still had a sense of justice. I thought Mr. Zhou was at least a good character, but I didn't expect you to be a profit-oriented businessman!" Zhao Peide pointed at his nose and said in pain: "I'm really blind. How could I have hope for you evil capitalists?"

Zhou Shuo touched his nose and smiled awkwardly. Okay, I just said that he was an outstanding entrepreneur, but he turned into a vicious capitalist in a blink of an eye...

"Old Zhao, you misunderstood." Zhou Shuo waved his hand and smiled bitterly: "I only said that if the fine casting factory was placed in my hand, I would do this, but I just wanted to buy this piece of land. The fine casting factory can be rebuilt with a choice of place!"
Chapter completed!