Chapter 143 Someone in the Court [3200]

Is it possible that a large state-owned factory with 3000 employees cannot come up with a mere 15 yuan?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Lu Yang didn't quite believe it in the first place, and after listening to Uncle Meng's analysis, he became even less convinced.

A dead skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

As the old saying goes, there will always be some milk if you squeeze it.

Then why is Lu Yang's contract so uncertain this time?
It’s still a reminder from Uncle Meng.

Afraid of taking responsibility!!!
Afraid of Lu Yang, he ran away.

In this era, large private factories are still rare. Unlike those in coastal areas, many large state-owned factories in the mainland even refuse to do business with private factories. Disdain is one aspect, and distrust is another. They are used to a condescending attitude, have rigid thinking, and are used to never having to consider sales issues. They arrange workers to produce according to planned targets, and then are pulled away by sister units according to planned targets. This has been the case for decades.

This planned economy has now suddenly been broken.

It made them a little panicked for a while.

However, decades of unchanging habits and rigid thinking have made them accustomed to waiting for instructions from above.

As for doing business with sister companies, there are a lot of bad debts and bad debts left, and we can't collect the money and pay the workers' wages.

That's nothing.

If a brother unit owes money and fails to pay it back, or if the brother unit is in trouble, then it is the country that is in trouble. It is a public-to-public matter, so the responsibility is not entirely mine.

If we do this business with a private factory and it goes well, the whole factory will benefit from it. But if it goes badly, the private boss may run away with the money and fail to repay the debts, resulting in bad debts and bad debts.

Sorry about that.

Whoever signs will bear the responsibility!
This is a bit difficult.

The honor belongs to everyone, and the responsibility belongs to the individual. No matter which leader comes to take this responsibility, he will probably have to think twice.

Lu Yang was puzzled and asked, "Then can't we hold a Standing Committee meeting, discuss it together, and after a vote, take collective responsibility?"

Meng Wenxian laughed at him for being too young: "Of course it's possible, but it depends on whether the leadership team is united. For example, if I'm right, if you discuss your case at the Standing Committee, it will take at least three months to come to a conclusion. And can you wait for three months?"

Lu Yang almost choked when he heard this.

3 months?

He didn't even want to wait 3 days.

"Then is there no other way?"

He still wants to try.

Meng Wenxian looked at him and said, "It's not that there is no way."

After saying that, he tapped the table with his fingers.

"I heard from Xiao Meng that you know Mr. Li and Mr. Xing, and have played chess with them?"

Lu Yang didn't know why Uncle Meng in front of him suddenly changed the subject.

But he still nodded and said, "Mr. Li? Mr. Xing? Uncle Meng, are you referring to the two old men who often play chess together in Guanqi Alley?"

Those two stinky bastards?
Lu Yang was a little afraid of them.

He has a hot temper and is always ready to beat people up.

One of them often cheats, and when he sees that he can't win, he messes up the chessboard.

If it weren't for the fact that they were all nice to Mengmeng, Lu Yang wouldn't have played chess with them.

Meng Wenxian laughed and said, "Don't underestimate these two old men."

Lu Yang thought to himself, "Of course I won't look down on them. One is a retired factory director, and the other is a retired security officer. Although their statuses are very different, it's strange that they can still hang out together after retirement.

Meng Wenxian saw that he only had a half-understanding, and then continued: "Let me tell you this, these two old men, Xing Lao, he is the elder brother of Director Xing, and Li Lao, he is the in-law of Secretary Liu's children, they often get together to play chess, in addition to the inherent similarities in temperament, it is also to ease the relationship between these two people who are on duty at the cotton textile factory.

Secretary Liu is a stubborn person who refuses to listen to advice and has a rather rigid mindset. On the contrary, Director Xing is younger and more motivated. When he first took over as director, he thought a lot about reforming the factory in the first few years in order to move up the ladder.

Over the years, if it weren't for the retired Director Li and Elder Xing, who helped mediate and secretly communicated for them, I'm afraid the entire cotton textile factory would have been in a state of chaos because of the discord between the two top leaders. "

Lu Yang understood.

But he did not agree. In fact, in his opinion, it was not only Mr. Xing who lost to Mr. Li in chess, but also Director Xing who lost to Secretary Liu.

It's been more than ten years.

The young generation who had promised to be enterprising and reformist have now become conservatives.

It seems that my career is coming to an end.

Do you still dare to say that you didn’t lose?
Lu Yang was not in a position to comment, so he could only say, "Uncle Meng wants me to go find these two old... old men and try to build some connections?"

Meng Wenxian had an expression that showed that he was a teachable child.

Looking at Lu Yang, he said, "Your matter is not difficult, but it is not easy either. The key point is that you can't wait, and there are only two people in this factory who can make the final decision, one is Secretary Liu and the other is Director Xing. As long as one of them disagrees and wants to trip up the other, your matter will be put on hold until you back down."

Lu Yang immediately said modestly: "Uncle Meng, please teach me, what should I do?"

Meng Wenxian said cheerfully: "Different methods should be used for different people."

"Mr. Xing has a hot temper, but he hates evil. He was a soldier when he was young and participated in the three major battles. He also went to the north to fight the American devils. He can't tolerate any grain of sand in his eyes. You just need to tell him the truth. Your business can restore some vitality to the now lifeless factory. Although it is not much, it is enough to allow hundreds of female textile factory workers who are on vacation to come back to work. With Mr. Xing's temper, he will definitely teach his brother a lesson when he returns."

"Director Xing was very energetic when he was young. But as he got older and Secretary Liu kept him in check, he had no hope of making further progress in his career and started to become conservative. But what he fears most is his brother. Even though he is in his fifties, almost sixty, his brother Xing can still beat him up if he gets angry."

"As long as you can convince Mr. Xing, with Mr. Xing speaking for you and your uncle Nie helping out, Director Xing shouldn't have any problems."

Lu Yang was overjoyed, and then asked, "What about Secretary Liu? Can we convince Secretary Liu through Mr. Li?"

Meng Wenxian didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It's not that simple, don't even think about Secretary Liu, he won't come out to guarantee you, what you can do is try not to let him mess up, don't stand up and oppose the contract you are going to sign.

He is the secretary and the top leader of the factory. If he objects, no matter how hard you, Uncle Nie, try, even if you convince Director Xing to make the final decision and agree to the contract you want to sign, it will all be in vain. In our factory, especially in the past ten years since Secretary Liu took office, there has never been a precedent of something being approved when even the top leader objects.

You have to understand that a strong secretary will never allow the power in his hands to be taken away by others."

Lu Yang said anxiously, "Then I can go to Mr. Li for help and use the relationship of Secretary Liu. Isn't that okay? Aren't they in-laws?"

Meng Wenxian said: "Mr. Li is a very smooth-talking person. He never does anything wrong. When he was the factory director, he was a well-known all-rounder. He was very good at dancing with his sleeves and never offended anyone. So after he retired, he lived the best life among all the retired leaders in the factory. Just because he could see at a glance that Secretary Liu's position was as stable as Mount Tai, he approached him and formed a marriage alliance with his children before he retired. It would be difficult for you to convince him to convince Secretary Liu on your behalf. Besides, Secretary Liu is not someone who can be easily convinced."

"What should I do?"

"Didn't I just say this? It's impossible to get him to stand up and help you, but there is still some hope of getting him to stop causing trouble."

Meng Wenxian smiled.

He got up and went back to the inner room, searched for a while, and came out and said, "After retiring, Mr. Li, in addition to his love of chess, has another hobby, which is collecting antiques, especially calligraphy and paintings."

He brought his hands, which were behind his back, to the front, and it became clear that what was visible was a rolled-up painting.

"This is a landscape painting given to you by Hu Xiwei, a painter of the Gaomi School in the Republic of China. It is also one of the few relics left by your grandfather. It was almost destroyed at the time, and I secretly bought it with money."

"Mr. Li also knows about this painting. When your grandpa was still alive, Mr. Li came to his house and pestered him, but your grandpa didn't agree at the time. He just said that it was a gift from a friend and it was not good to give it to others. Later, Mr. Li heard that the painting fell into my hands, and he didn't come to ask. Why do you think he is so good to Mengmeng? In fact, he also wants this painting in my hand. I have been interested in this painting and want to find a chance to give it to him. Since you are here, you can take it away."

Meng Wenxian handed the painting in his hand to Lu Yang.

"Take it, and give it to Mr. Li when you have the chance. If he accepts your painting, you don't have to say anything. Just come back and wait for good news."

After Lu Yang took the painting, he said with embarrassment: "Uncle Meng, this is not good, right? This is my grandfather's relic."

Lu Yang had never heard of the author of this painting.

That means he is not one of the most famous people in the Republic of China era.

Lu Yang estimated that a painting like this would only be worth about 100,000 yuan in 20 or 30 years.

I wouldn't feel bad about giving it as a gift to someone in this era.

But this is my grandfather's relic.

In addition to looking at Meng Wenxian opposite him, Lu Yang also looked at his mother beside him.

Perhaps she saw the embarrassment in his eyes.

Mother Ye Qiuyu said kindly, "My child, since your uncle Meng gave you the painting, you should accept it. Although this painting is your grandfather's relic, it is not his favorite. Your grandfather likes ancient books and he collected a lot of them back then. Later, your uncle Meng also secretly bought them like this painting. Don't worry, my child, I have kept those ancient books well."

After hearing his mother say this, Lu Yang felt relieved to take the painting and put it beside him.

He said mischievously: "Since you two elders have said so, I would be disrespectful to refuse, haha..."

(End of this chapter)