"I don't know this. I didn't have a deep investigation. It's related to Song Yuanshan anyway." Zhang Guodong naturally didn't like the family and drank a glass of wine quite happily. "Yifu, after having power, there will be more temptations, so we must pay more attention to discipline. We must not get involved in corruption."

"Remember."

As he was talking, several major leaders in the bureau toast at the table, and they were already in front of him.

As for middle-level leaders, people below can line up in groups to hold wine glasses to toast, after all, they have friendship. But the big leader can’t do it. Every little worker to toast the director’s wine, which is unconventional.

But this wine still needs to be drunk. At least on the scene, the director must enjoy the people and be equal to everyone. So when the banquet is almost the same, several major leaders will also team up to visit each table, which is meaningful.

Interestingly, among the leaders who came here this time, Zhang Yifu actually knew two, the kind of understanding they had spoken.

One is Hao Shuai's father, Hao Shu, who toasted as a middle-level leader in the middle of the team.

Another one was next to the director of Jijing Bureau. This person was delicious, and Zhang Yifu could not forget it. At the celebration banquet of the national competition that day, he could drink the leader's table, and he had no reason to take the test of Yao Xinyu's power supply technology. At that time, most of the people in the table were not clear. Zhang Yifu could not remember the name of this table. Just this one is easy to remember, Wang Shouyin, don't ask why, it's easy to remember.

"Ouch! Zhang Yifu! Why are you here?!" The man glared at Zhang Yifu and rubbed his eyes.

"Wang..." Zhang Yifu wanted to speak but stopped. At that time, he was called Director Wang, but that was a position in the examination committee. Now in the Power Bureau, Zhang Yifu didn't know what to call him for a while. He couldn't call him Brother Shouyin, right?

"Director Wang..." Zhang Guodong reminded repeatedly.

Zhang Yifu quickly smiled and greeted, "Director Wang. It's a coincidence. My father is from our bureau, I am a family member, and I will follow you to enjoy the fun."

Director Wang nodded repeatedly and said to the top leader beside him: "Director Zhou, it's him! Zhang Yifu in the national competition I'm talking to you!"

The real elder brother, Zhou Jinbu, the top leader of the Power Bureau, couldn't help but look at Zhang Yifu with admiration. This leader has a stronger official spirit and basically has no trace of technology. Instead, he is replaced by the keenness and airs of officials.

"Oh?" Zhou Jinbu laughed to the left and right, "Okay! It turns out that the national champion is the son of our bureau? OK! OK!"

This sentence just fits the current atmosphere, and everyone laughed as they heard it.

Hao Shulian stepped forward and smiled and said, "Director Wang, this is all the credit of Lao Zhang, our second-level metrology department! It's all that he has raised a good son!"

Zhou Jinbu nodded with a big laugh and quickly raised his glass and said, "Come on! Our credited father, I will give you a cup! It can be regarded as bringing glory to our bureau!"

It has been 20 years since Zhang Guodong has not been drunk by a leader at the section level or above.

Although he disdains this, it seems to be instinct. Zhang Guodong stood up and raised his glass: "It's not a question, it's all about the leaders' concerns, and the children are also hardworking."

"Where is it? Is the tiger father not a dog son?" Zhou Jinbu then stepped forward and touched the cup. He actually didn't know who this person was, but he still said to the surroundings. "The children of our power bureau are not soft either! In the future, everyone will have to work hard to cultivate the second and third national champions!"

Everyone laughed even more when they heard this. They raised their glasses one after another and fucked this glass of "Birth and Raising" wine.

Although some people want to talk more and stay more, this time the toast was followed by the leader, so it was difficult to make a decision. They had to wait until the next few tables were to be toasted. Director Wang and Hao Shu had to wink at Zhang Yifu and his son, and signaled to come and chat again for a while.

Just as the group was about to leave, a young man ran in from outside. He looked quite frightened. In front of everyone, he came to Zhou Jinbu's ear and whispered.

Zhou Jinbu's expression instantly changed from joy to irritable.

He put down his wine glass and snorted: "Damn it, nooba, it's all year round, and the New Year party is not worry-free."

What can make the director really angry in one second?

Everyone around looked at each other, and the expression seemed to immediately understand. Only Zhang Yifu was very confused.

"Old Wang, please bring a few people to deal with it." Zhou Jinbu patted Wang Shouyin and said softly, "It's the Chinese New Year almost, hurry up and deal with it. This is a restaurant outside, don't embarrass them."

"Yeah." Wang Shouyin was really amazing. He was still drunk just now, and instantly turned into a serious look and said to the surroundings, "Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, too."

Zhang Yifu felt something was wrong, and his attitude seemed to be about to fight.

But I am really the youngest guy here, all of whom are my own people, and I can't escape if I want to fight.

With the thorn in mind, he had to follow.

"Let's go on, let's go on." Zhou Jinbu's expression changed on the other side and continued to toast next to the table. It seemed that nothing happened. This is the leader.

Zhang Yifu and three or four young men followed Wang Shouyin out of the banquet hall.

"Don't talk later, just be responsible for stopping people." Wang Shouyin lit a cigarette and ordered the few people.

A young man immediately asked, "Director Wang, is he from the second repair factory again?"

"Hmph, who else can there be?" Wang Shouyin shook his head helplessly, "I've been laid off for so long, and I've been making trouble. I've given everything I can. The head of the second repair factory really doesn't know how to do things, and even let them make trouble at the bureau party! Go back and wait to be scolded by Director Zhou!"

"There is nothing to do about this. The factory manager at the second repair factory can't continue to do it, right?" another young man whispered.

"There is no way. All industrial things have been transferred out now. It's not the direction of the bureau's development. There is enough for a factory." Wang Shouyin said, throwing the cigarette butt on the ground and raising his feet and crushing it. With a wave of his arms, he led a few young men out of the hotel.

After listening to this, Zhang Yifu knew what the scene was like without going out.

The transformation of the industrial economy is inevitable, and the comrades who sacrificed are all heroes, and of course these heroes are also forced. With a document, you are laid off or bought out, and in the future, you will only have a small sip of food left. When others eat meat in big mouthfuls, you can only drink porridge in small sips.

Everyone can survive when they eat bark and grass roots, and everyone can survive when they only have a few dollars in salary. But now they can’t stand it.

It is a traditional virtue of the Chinese nation to not worry about lack of worries but unevenness.

Of course, this cannot be said that the laid-off comrades who caused trouble are wrong. The organization does treat them badly; but it cannot be said that the organization is wrong. Survival is a wise decision of the organization.

Therefore, if this kind of indecisive thing is not right or wrong, it should not be decided by the brain, but instead think faster with your butt.

Zhang Yifu's butt sat on the side of the organization. So he undoubtedly wanted to help the organization solve its problems.

But as soon as he left the hotel, he was still frightened by the scene.

The red banner at the gate was pulled up, with classic big words of blood and tears on it -

[The wine and meat smell bad in the rich family! There are frozen bones on the road!]

[Jijing Electric Power Bureau! Return me to work! Return me to work!]

This is really appropriate. The Power Bureau is just having a lot of food and drinks, which is a sharp contrast with the torn clothes I found when I was troubled! Especially this is Jijing City. Everyone who travels and watches clearly, it is not far from the Ministry of Electricity. Not to mention the embarrassment, if one of the leaders above sees it, it will be a stinking effect.

The troublemakers chose a good time. About a dozen people were sitting quietly under the banner, and only one leader stood in front of everyone and shouted slogans.

As soon as Wang Shouyin left the hotel, he saw this scene. His huge palm immediately slapped his forehead, making him miserable.

"Fuck..." The swear words burst out, but he didn't dare to speak too loudly.

The troublemaker saw someone coming out. The smarter one immediately stood up and said, "The one in the middle is Director Wang, the deputy director of the bureau!"

The man in charge immediately became excited, forgot about the cold and hunger, and started crying and making a fuss.

Zhang Yifu actually saw similar scenes.

Even 20 years later, in the power plant where he was in his previous life, there were still many laid-off comrades who came to make trouble again.

This kind of thing cannot be avoided or concealed. Take the Jibei Power Plant as an example. Now there are 5,000 people. After the improvement of production technology, equipment updates, and automation are popularizing, more than 500 people are left.

Most of the remaining 90% of people will face the fate of being laid off, or buying out their working years or retire early. Take the situation in the 1990s as an example, they mostly convert their working years into a huge sum of thousands of thousands of yuan to you, buy out, and then you can go home.

But 20 years later... the average employee of Jibei Power Plant will have to have a monthly salary of 4,000 or 5,000 yuan. This has not yet mentioned the year-end bonus and various holiday expenses.

Then the question arises.

We don’t care about being poor, and I can’t be happy if you can’t.

That's it, even 20 years later, comrades who were fighting for "fairness" with their old bodies still existed, and there were a large number.

Fairness is really a profound proposition.

Fortunately, Zhang Yifu's qualifications are not enough to deal with this matter. He can stand behind Wang Shouyin comfortably and play Wang Chao Ma Han as a hotel security guard, and appreciate Director Wang's handling skills.

In fact, Director Wang's skills were also very simple. He walked silently to several people, calmly said with a calm face and a low volume: "What's the point of making trouble here? Go to your second repair factory, this is the Power Bureau."

The leader was a man under forty years old. He was unkempt and had no choice but to say that he was sloppy. He would never be treated unfairly when he said this. He immediately became excited when he saw the other person saying this. He shouted at the top of his voice: "The second repair factory is not under the management of the Power Bureau?! The Power Bureau has no money to pay us wages, so you have money to eat and drink! The money for eating meat and drinking together is worth the annual salary of several of us."

Wang Shouyin didn't want to fight. He knew that this situation would be a quick battle, so he continued to look down with a stern face: "You go back first, we will notify the second repair factory here, and the bureau will discuss solutions with your factory manager."

"Is there anyone who is so mean?" the man laughed instead of anger. "Every time I say that there is no result every time. If the problem is not solved today, I won't leave!"

Passers-by had already surrounded him before they knew it, and many people riding bicycles stopped to watch the fun and talked a lot. With the audience, several people who were making trouble immediately cried even harder, which made Wang Shouyin feel a splitting headache.

Why did I let me wipe the butt of the second repair factory for some reason?

This situation is obviously unreasonable. (To be continued)

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Chapter completed!