Chapter 70: Taking the Blame [Seeking Follow-up Reading]

If Lu Yang was in this office, he would definitely be able to recognize that the Deputy Director Meng who was named just now was the man who came to see him five years ago and was climbed up by his little sister holding her thighs and shouting "Daddy, hug me".

However, the man's face did not look very happy at this moment.

Meng Wenxian never imagined that he, a deputy factory director in charge of production, would be the first one to be named by Secretary Liu at the meeting.

Isn't this about sales?

At the very least, it’s a financial issue!

As a deputy factory manager in charge of production like me, can it be reached?
But he couldn't answer that.

After pondering for a moment, he said: "There is no problem with the production of cloth. We produced it this way ten years ago and twenty years ago. It sold very well at that time and was in great demand.

I think the return issue is not due to the quality of our fabric products, but rather a problem with the sales process. Our sales methods are too backward to compete with the private textile companies that are popping up everywhere.

We are not as energetic as them.

So I think we should start with sales, train a strong sales team, and dare to fight tough battles. That’s the end of my speech.”

So much to say.

To sum it up in four words: Don't come to me.

Meng Wenxian exhaled slowly.

Then sit down.

He didn't want to make this statement because it would offend people, but there was no other way. The secretary had named him, so he could only clear himself first.

"clap clap"

Someone applauded.

"Excellent, really wonderful! It's a good idea to start with sales and train a strong sales team. Deputy Director Meng's speech is simply like thunder in the ears!"

At this time, the deputy director in charge of sales, Deputy Director Nie, slowly stood up with his hands, looked at him and said, "Then I would like to ask Deputy Director Meng, if there is a problem in the sales process and the unqualified cloth is returned, shouldn't your production department be responsible for this?
How come this suddenly has nothing to do with you?

If the fabrics you produce were not defective and uncompetitive, why would our comrades in the sales department encounter obstacles everywhere, and why would more and more fabrics be piling up in the warehouse?

Deputy Director Meng, you should go to the warehouse more often, some of the cloth has become moldy."

talking.

He said bluntly: "My suggestion is to stop production immediately, clear the inventory first, save a batch of raw materials, and use the money to pay the workers first, or we can simply lay off a group of workers.

If we continue to produce like this, I think it won’t be long before we have no money to buy raw materials anyway.”

Done.

Spread your hands.

Do whatever you want. Anyway, there is a problem with sales now. As the leader in charge of sales, he cannot run away and has to bear the main responsibility. But if you want him to take it all alone, that's impossible. Who among those present can clear himself?

This is how backstabs are created.

The secretary mentioned the name of Meng Wenxian, the deputy factory director in charge of production, which was nothing more than adding another person to take the blame. The so-called back-stabbing and confrontation were nothing more than pleasing the secretary's wishes. The reason was very simple and there was no way anyone present could not understand it.

But when they heard that production would be stopped and a number of workers would be laid off, everyone present changed their expressions.

Secretary Liu was the first to disagree. He knocked heavily on the table and said, "Comrades, now is the time to talk about unity. There is no need to discuss the proposal of dismissing the workers.

It’s not easy for our working brothers.

Moreover, our city's cotton textile factory is the city's leading factory. Its every move is closely watched by the city. If we really set a precedent of laying off workers, how can we face our fellow workers and our fellow countrymen in our hometown with the face?
Comrades, you have to grit your teeth and get through this."

The secretary's speeches are always profound and far-reaching.

Following Secretary Liu, Director Xing also spoke up: "It is not advisable to lay off the workers, but a complete shutdown would have a much worse impact and is even more undesirable. Let's put it this way.

Lao Meng, you are in charge of production, so you also need to have a plan. The workers have been busy for a whole year, isn't it time for them to take a break?
We will give holidays according to the workshops, strive to produce less and better, and at the end of the year, we will focus on quality.

"Old Nie, you are the factory leader in charge of sales. You have made great contributions over the years. The cloth was sold but was returned. This matter is definitely not your fault. However, you have to take good care of yourself if you cannot get the money back for the cloth you sold."

Director Xing’s words.

This made Meng Wenxian and Deputy Director Nie's expressions relax a little.

As long as you don't get into trouble right away, it's fine for you to take the blame.

But the key issue remains unresolved.

The meeting then continued to discuss the urgent issue of paying workers' wages at the end of the year.

"If there is really no other way, we can only report to the higher authorities and ask the city to borrow some money?"

"How about we go to the bank?"

"We have such a large state-owned factory, which concerns the livelihoods of thousands of workers, tens of thousands of their families, and so many people. How can the bank turn a blind eye?
Yes, we already owe them a lot of money, but it is precisely because we already owe them a lot of money that they should be more worried. If they stop lending us money and giving us blood transfusions, and we go bankrupt, it will not benefit anyone. "

After much discussion, we finally went back to the old method.

Please get off-site assistance.

Ask the Buddha of the West for help.

It was almost evening when the door of the conference room opened. Dragging his tired body, Meng Wenxian cleared his throat.

Only then did he realize that his voice had become hoarse without him noticing.

"I'm sorry, old classmate. I was just trying to save myself."

Deputy Director Nie came after them, and it turned out that they were old classmates.

Meng Wenxian shook his head.

What’s the point of talking about this now?

The minutes of this meeting must be submitted to the higher-ups. If the current difficulties in the factory are not resolved one day, there will be punishment from above, and the first to bear the brunt of the blame will be the two department heads in charge of production and sales.

What's the fuss about?

Just a pair of brothers in distress.

He now found it difficult to say a single word. He just wanted to go home early. Perhaps he would feel better after seeing his wife and daughter.

9am the next day.

Lu Yang brought three people from the army to the gate of the cotton textile factory.

And, of course, there came the big truck.

There is a benefit.

The guard dare not look down on others.

Since I didn't have a pass, I was sure to be stopped, but the guard was very polite: "Comrade, which unit are you from?"

Lu Yang stuck his head out, threw a pack of cigarettes over and said, "Hello comrade, please excuse me, I'm looking for your Director Meng Wenxianmeng."

He only remembered that man, who was the director of the Party Committee Office of the cotton textile factory five years ago, but he had no idea whether he was promoted or transferred.

(End of this chapter)