While Zhao Guoyang was still thinking about going to Jinling, Mu Aijun was also talking on the phone with another office on the second floor.

"Yes, yes, Director Wang is so polite. It is also his blessing to you to value our Guoyang so much. Tomorrow, right? No problem. I will let him go there tomorrow..." Mu Aijun stood up subconsciously and said.

"Okay, it may take three days to stay? This is fine, as long as you don't hold people away!" Perhaps because of the birth of a military-transferred cadre, Mu Aijun and Wang Ziqing were not very flattering when they talked to each other, and it seemed very natural.

After chatting about the important matters, Mu Aijun talked to Director Wang for a few more words before putting down the phone.

He frowned when he put down the phone. He was about to raise his voice and called Zhao Guoyang to come over. Thinking about it, he gave up again.

He walked out of his seat, walked slowly towards Zhao Guoyang's office.

After entering Zhao Guoyang's office, Mu Aijun looked at the guy lowering his head and carefully drawing something on a blank drawing. The trace of entanglement in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Speaking of which, it is no wonder that Zhao Guoyang is always seconded by the province and the city. It’s just a little bit of a surprise that this kid is so outstanding and his ability is so strong.

"Hmm!" Mu Aijun's cough reminded Zhao Guoyang.

He raised his head and saw Director Mu looking at him with his hands behind his back, feeling sad. He understood something in his heart.

Needless to say, it must be Director Wang’s phone call, which had already been called to Director Mu.

"Director Mu, you are here, please sit down quickly. I'll pour you a glass of water!" After Director Mu entered the house, Zhao Guoyang quickly stood up and said.

"Hey, Guoyang, no need to worry, I'll go back after a while."

Mu Aijun sat down on the sofa, told the story that Director Wang had just called, and finally said: "Guoyang, since the Provincial Machinery Working Committee wants to use you again, you should go there tomorrow morning. However, after the matter is done, you must come back quickly."

"Yes, yes, I know this, Director Mu! After the matter on Jinling is over, I will come back as soon as possible!" Zhao Guoyang nodded.

"Yes." Mu Aijun was quite satisfied with Zhao Guoyang's attitude. He immediately told Zhao Guoyang to not forget to design the appearance of a motorcycle in Jinling City.

At the end, Mu Aijun looked at Zhao Guoyang with emotion and said with emotion: "Guoyang, I know that in our small factory, Hongda Machinery Factory, you may feel a little wronged. Although I can't bear to give up on you as a talent, for your future, if you really intend to develop a larger enterprise, I... will never stop you."

After hearing Mu Aijun's words, Zhao Guoyang felt a little warm.

Of course, he knew that Director Mu's words were sincere, and he also knew that Director Mu valued him, which also made his words even more valuable.

Zhao Guoyang was silent for a while, looked up and showed a bright smile and said, "Director Mu, I have made up my mind to take root in Hongda Machinery Factory. You, it's not that easy to put me aside!"

"Besides, although our Hongda Machinery Factory is not large at the moment, it does not mean that it will be like this in the future. Maybe in a few years, we can surpass Jinling Automobile Group Corporation!"

Looking at the confident young man in front of him, Mu Aijun felt that he seemed a little old.

However, Director Mu was very satisfied with Zhao Guoyang's disguised promise.

He Lao Huai said comfortingly: "Guoyang, with you, I think it's worth mentioning you as a factory-level cadre now!"

"No, no, Director Mu, let's do it step by step." Zhao Guoyang waved his hands repeatedly.

"The top priority is that we still need to create a new motorcycle product. Director Mu, don't worry, this time I go to a big city like Jinling City, I can go to major shopping malls and sellers to take a look at the latest models and the most popular motorcycles they sell."

"good!"

Mu Aijun clapped his hands and said, "So, Guoyang. I'll give you a solemn promise here. As long as our factory transforms successfully and you have created this motorcycle, I will try to solve the establishment of your factory-level cadre. Remember, it is a formal establishment, not just treatment..."

After talking to Zhao Guoyang, Director Mu came with resentment and left with radiance.

After hearing Zhao Guoyang’s words today, Mu Aijun believed that Hongda Machinery Factory would definitely be able to succeed.

Of course, he didn't know what kind of glory his promise would bring to Hongda Machinery Factory in the future.

...

When he came to Jinling City again, Zhao Guoyang was no longer as novel as when he first came.

As the premier historical city in China, Jinling City has always had a tragic fate and its economic development momentum is not satisfactory. It has gradually been surpassed by its younger brothers Gusu and Xizhou City in the province.

However, the city's heritage and development potential are still the best in the province. Even in the country, few cities can compare with it.

Although he is from Ninghai, Zhao Guoyang has always had a good impression of Jinling City.

One of the main reasons is that the people here are well-educated, generous, not exclusionary, and very inclusive. This is something that other cities that claim to be economically developed are not as good as those of other cities.

Compared with Jinling City, some cities in Jiangnan Province are backed by Songjiang City, a huge tree, which has improved their economy while gradually forgetting their foundation and trying to separate themselves from other underdeveloped areas in the province.

This narrow idea really made Zhao Guoyang dare not agree with it.

After leaving the Jinling Bus Station, Zhao Guoyang found a small grocery store nearby and dialed it to Song Dayong on a public phone.

After half an hour, a brand new Santana slowly stopped near the bus station.

After seeing the car window rolling down, Zhao Guoyang quickly came out of the small grocery store and waved at him vigorously.

Song Dayong also saw Zhao Guoyang, and immediately waved to him with a smile, signaling him to get in the car.

After opening the door of the co-pilot Santana, Zhao Guoyang sat in the seat with a shout, turned to greet Song Dayong and said, "Mr. Song, I'm really bothering you."

Song Dayong laughed and said, "If you have any trouble, Brother Zhao, you'll be disgusted. We have a long-term cooperative relationship, don't be so polite."

Zhao Guoyang pointed to the bulging travel bag next to him and said, "Boss Song, there are 300 hairpins in this batch, and there are a lot of them. Looking back, you can count them a little and see if there are any damages to prevent any accidents."

"Chengcheng... Thank you so much for this trip, Brother Zhao." Song Dayong responded repeatedly with joy.

After the car started, Song Dayong looked at the tired look on Zhao Guoyang's face and said, "Brother Zhao, let's find a place to have dinner first. After that, I will arrange a place for you to stay in the Friendship Hotel. It is a three-star, and the conditions in all aspects are good."

"Hey, there is no need to worry about eating and accommodation."

Zhao Guoyang waved his hands repeatedly and said, "Mr. Song, I have other important things to do when I come to Jinling City. You can just send me to the Provincial Machinery Working Committee later!"
Chapter completed!