Into the Blood of the President

On such a busy Monday, Kang Wenbin was sitting in a tea house with several bosses of the automobile manufacturing company and had morning tea. On the mahogany table, soup dumplings, shrimp dumplings, and glutinous rice siu mai were all steaming on the table. Little ravioli, not to mention how comfortable it is in winter.

"Well-off!" He Zhilao wiped his hands carefully with a wet towel, "Our old brothers have thrown a lot of favors into it for your father-in-law. The Zhejiang South Factory and the Jing'an Factory are both The large factory area that was talked about in the group is now on strike and suspending production, if Mr. Shen finds out about it afterwards, it will be a risk."

He Zhilao frowned worriedly, and did not show any high-spirited attitude towards Kang Wenbin.

"Uncle He, don't worry, Wenbin dare not let you uncles suffer, his father-in-law is not here now, but the people behind me will also listen to it, no matter whether his father-in-law succeeds or not, Wenbin will have compensation, and he will not be called You all have to bear the loss because of your efforts!"

Kang Wenbin's face was extremely respectful, but there was a sneer in his heart. The old fellow He Zhilao said that he was doing his best for Feng Jiaming, but in fact it was just an excuse. All the meat on the chopping board was cut off, and I was so anxious that my head was on fire.

Not to mention the joint strike as they wished, but also to make him bleed and cut his flesh afterwards. These old things are really shameless.But with him taking Feng Jiaming's place, they can only look at the big piece of meat in the procurement supply chain and drool.As for Feng Jiaming, it is more appropriate to stay in prison honestly.

When He Zhilao settled on the subsequent division of interests, the shrewd Mr. Yang Fuzheng next to him said suddenly: "It's 10:30 now, why hasn't there been any movement from our Mr. Shen?"

The people who were doing it were stunned for a moment. After sitting for such a long time, there was really no news. Didn't Shen Wenhe know that the factory had started a strike?It's unlikely that Shen Wenhe didn't know about such a big event, right?

Several people looked back and forth, and felt that something was wrong.

As the person in charge of this matter, Kang Wenbin was the most nervous. Hearing Mr. Yang's words, he immediately responded, "I'll go and ask what's going on."

Kang Wenbin didn't go out, so he went to the corner of the box and called his subordinates in the company, "Hey, Manager Wang, have you received any news about the factory?"

"No, the big bosses above us didn't give orders, and the group level didn't seem to say anything. If there is anything, I will notify you early in the morning, so don't worry."

After Wang Zhen hung up the phone, Kang Wenbin returned to his seat and said, "It seems that there is no such thing in the company. Uncle He, do you think Mr. Shen really doesn't know or is he not knowing?"

He Zhilao took a sip of tea, shook his head and snorted, and said, "We, Mr. Shen, must know about it. I guess we just don't want to approve the money, but we can't deal with those workers. Now we can't stand it and are shrinking in the office. It's so frustrating!"

"Let's continue to have tea and watch the theater. I don't believe that President Shen Da can persist. He will have to agree to our conditions sooner or later!"

He Zhilao's words reassured everyone present, and now they have only one way to go, until Shen Wenhe couldn't hold on anymore.As for the reduction in production caused by the shutdown of the factory during this period, that was Shen Wenhe's business.Distributors who can't get the goods and can't send the money, let President Shen Da have a headache!

In the Shen family's old house, Mrs. Shen kept fanning in her room in the winter, and Shen Liuen, the owner of the old Shen family next to her, sat there silent for a long time after receiving the news that the factory had stopped production.

"Why do you think these people are so thick-skinned!" Mrs. Shen straightened up from the backrest angrily, "I came to you earlier and asked you to persuade Wen He Fang's surname Feng, I won't let you get involved Yes. In the end, Wen He didn’t promise you, and you kept moaning and moaning all day long. It’s just passed the weekend, two days? These people turned around and went on strike, thinking of threatening us Son, even interfering in company affairs!"

"If it's just a compromise like this, what is the prestige of you asking Wen He? Now that the trouble is like this, what do you think you want Wen He to do?"

"I'm retired, I don't know what to do!" Shen Liuen muttered and fell silent.

Mrs. Shen was so angry that she twisted his heart twice. The older you get, the more willful you become. Let's see if you still miss your old love in the future!

On the third day of the factory strike, Shen Wenhe did nothing but ignore the matter, until the car manufacturer couldn't hold back anymore and asked Tezhu Xu.

"President, He Zhi Lao He always asks people to ask, the factory has been on strike for three days, and now the dealers are urgently urging the goods, asking if you can come up with a plan to appease the workers in the factory and let the factory start first. "

Shen Wenhe turned around from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and said with a smile: "Can't the senior executives of the automobile manufacturing company even do their own jobs well? Could it be that the tens of millions of annual salaries that Shen's Group pays them every year are in vain?"

Xu Te helped push his glasses, "If you have no other instructions, can I return these words to Mr. He intact?"

"Okay. Oh, by the way, get the car ready for me later."

"Okay, President."

After He Zhilao heard Shen Wenhe's reply, his lips trembled with anger, "I see how long he'll be pretending to be stupid!"

Due to the great disturbance of the strike, there has been a lot of discussion in the company these two days.

"Team leader, why don't you say that Mr. Shen didn't agree? The shutdowns are all big factories, and every minute is a lot of money!"

The woman running in the Shen Group's gym gasped and said, "It's such an easy compromise, what should other people in the group do to learn from it? Besides, I really listened to those workers, the money allocated is not a small amount."

"It's said that it's the workers' request. Behind it all, those high-level officials are fighting with Boss Shen, right?"

"You can keep your voice down." The running woman looked helplessly at the little girl who hadn't graduated for a year. She was really young, and she didn't have any scruples about speaking.

Shen Wenhe asked Xu Feng to have lunch outside today, and specially found a restaurant with a good atmosphere and good food.

After the two of them were seated, Shen Wenhe closed the menu and said, "You can order, and there should be no more than one dessert."

Isn't that just one order, Xu Feng complained in his heart, "Then can I order a birthday cake?"

Shen Wenhe opened the napkin and looked at him, and said, "I remember that the date on your ID card is not today."

"It's just called a birthday cake." Xu Feng pouted, "Mr. Shen, you are a generation gap."

"Even if everything you say makes sense, you can only eat one piece."

Xu Feng: ...

After giving him a speechless look, the two finally ate smoothly and enjoyed a rare lunch time.

In the afternoon, Xu Feng took his computer and a backpack of documents to the president's office of the Shen Group. The assistant on duty in the secretary's office followed behind with a wink, and skillfully sorted out a document in less than 10 minutes. Simple and comfortable workspace.

"Thank you." Xu Feng took off his hat and hung it on the art decoration, opened the blue backpack, took out the contents one by one and put them away.

After the assistant went out, the serious young man immediately ran behind Shen Wenhe and hung up like a clay figurine, "Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen."

"Huh?" Smiling and hugging the man from behind, Shen Wenhe lowered his head and rubbed his forehead, "You, you can't be lazy by coming here, go to work."

"The work is never finished." The beautiful young man blinked his eyes, curled his eyelashes, and raised his head to kiss him.Xu Feng wrapped his arms around the man's neck affectionately with one hand, and patted him lightly with the other hand, "It seems that you are always busy these days, you have to relax after a long time! "

"It's good to be lazy once in a while. You can learn from me about this."

Shen Wenhe tugged at his face, "Someone in the group has been restless recently, I will change it after the dust settles."

"Is it about the factory strike?" Xu Feng poked the muscles on his arm, curiously said: "You are so powerful, there are still people in the Shen Group who dare to provoke you."

"I'm not a big devil." Shen Wenhe pulled the chair out of his arms and sat down, stroking his soft hair, and said: "The interests are in the present, and the constraints are tight, so naturally some people want to stretch their hands and feet, which is understandable. "

Thinking of Shen's still stalemate strike, Xu Feng complained: "It's understandable, do you want to refuse?"

Shen Wenhe smiled, but didn't speak.

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Highlight: It was pasted wrong yesterday, and I found it at night, sorry, it has been corrected.I won't update today, I have a migraine, it seems that there is a function of asking for leave, I will try it later.

Today, Calvin is a little less, and I still have no inspiration after resting at night.Good night, thank you to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated the nutrient solution~

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