Before coming, Xie Zhigang had discussed with An Xiaohui that they went to the factory to take a look. When they took action separately, it would be best to ask for some real materials, but unexpectedly, an accident happened.

Xie Zhigang gritted his teeth and said, "Director Fan, Mr. An and I are thinking about going to the flour mill and taking a look. You can arrange it for us, so we won't bother Director Fan."

Zhou Xinhong also said to the gang: "Director Fan, Mr. Xie and the others just want to see the specific situation of the flour mill. It's like this. It's nothing. I'll accompany them for a while, so you don't want to go there."

"County Magistrate Zhou, I'm more familiar with that..." Fan Yequan said.

Zhou Xinhong waved his hand directly: "That's it. I'll say something to County Mayor Song when I look back, but the flour mill still needs Director Fan to say hello."

After saying this, Fan Yequan wanted to show off his words. Seeing that Leader Zhou really didn't plan to let him follow him, he gave up some of the thoughts in his heart.

He called Yang Qingchang, the director of the flour mill, and explained that a county leader wanted to go over and take a look and asked him to receive the reception at that time.

Zhou Xinhong followed Xie Zhigang and An Xiaohui into Xie Zhigang's GL8 and ran directly to Dongyun Flour Factory.

Dongyun is a small county town. It takes a few turns to the entrance of the flour mill, right next to the provincial highway, so the transportation is quite convenient.

Let’s talk about Zhou Xinhong taking Xie Zhigang and An Xiaohui away, Fan Yequan was so worried in his office that he thought there was any way to get closer to Zhou Xinhong.

The county's State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission is under the supervision of the Ministry of Finance, so Fan Yequan is just a section-level cadre. However, before the county finances were Song Mingchen who took care of the money bags. Song Mingchen's view of Zhou Xinhong at that stage was not the same as now. He was very annoyed that Zhou Xinhong had seized a very important position in his deployment. People below, like Song Mingchen, were not very friendly to Zhou Xinhong, so naturally Fan Yequan was one of them.

But the situation is that the whole thing has changed. The blind man can now feel that County Mayor Song and Zhou Xinhong are not good enough to wear a pair of pants, and they are almost the same.

In private, someone has seen Song Zhou and the other two go to an appointment or have dinner together many times. What this means is self-evident.

The relationship at the top is repaired, but the people below are not that simple to repair the relationship between the people at the top. Fan Yequan thought about finding various opportunities to show himself well, and at least eliminate Zhou Xinhong's unfavorable view of himself.

Originally, he wanted to go on a personal journey to serve as guides for several people today, but the matter was still not done.

But Fan Yequan was not discouraged. He was wondering if there was any other way?

Yang Qingchang, the director of Dongyun Flour Factory, was already waiting at the factory gate, and several older people were cleaning urgently.

After all, the age is there, and no matter how fast it is, it is not much faster. Yang Qingchang was anxious when he saw their "slow" actions: "Fuck it, clean it up quickly. If the leader is dissatisfied later, I will have you all the best."

Yang Qingchang is the king of Dongyun Flour Factory. Since he became the director of this flour factory, another ten years have passed. The relationship between his business in the factory is mixed, which is really a headache.

But there is also one thing: Yang Qingchang is very powerful in the Dongyun Flour Factory. When those who cleaned the houses scolded him, their hands were obviously a little faster.

Before the sanitation was cleaned, Yang Qingchang must have hoped that the other party would come a little later, but he still miscalculated it. In less than ten minutes, he saw a Buick GL8 parked at the factory gate.

The license plate is from Dongyun.

I was thinking about who this is?

Then he saw Zhou Xinhong, the official face-faced celebrity in Dongyun, get out of the car, and then the celebrity in Dongyun Industrial Park, Mr. Xie Zhigang, also get out. The last one looks strange.

"Oh, Leader Zhou, why did you come here? Director Fan didn't explain it clearly to me. If I had known that you were here, I would have to say anything..." Yang Qingchang's tone was ups and downs, which sounded quite nice.

Zhou Xinhong cut off his words: "What are you going to do?"

"No, I didn't do anything. I said why did Xiqueyingmen come to the door today, but there are distinguished guests here. County Mayor Zhou and Mr. Xie, please follow me to the office to warm up first." Yang Qingchang's voice changed the topic.

Zhou Xinhong shook his head gently without saying a word.

He looked at the employee who was working hard to clean the sanitation: "Director Yang, what are you doing? Only after this point can you do sanitation?"

"Oh, it's hard to say!" Yang Qingchang's face turned blue. Unexpectedly, Zhou Xinhong didn't give him any face and pointed out all this.

He should understand why he cleans this point, just to welcome you. Isn’t it just to protect you?

Xie Zhigang looked at the cleaning people and looked through the door to the flour mill.

To be honest, although it is an old factory for decades, it is really impossible to tell from the construction that it is an old factory for decades, especially the five-story office building in the factory, the floor-to-ceiling glass of Mingtang is obvious to be built for a few years.

"With such a wealth of construction, can the county finance be dragged down?" Xie Zhigang shook his head and said nothing.

It doesn’t take any effort to see the brand new factory building and you will know where all the money has been spent.

"The situation is not optimistic." An Xiaohui came to Xie Zhigang and said.

Xie Zhigang nodded slightly: "You must not ask for people anymore. You have become corrupted to the core, and these employees are old and are not suitable for our next increase in property. Let's take a look at the situation inside."

Just what they saw in front of them made them have a considerable resistance to the Dongyun Flour Factory. I don’t know what the boss would think if he saw this scene in front of him.

Zhou Xinhong kept frowning, and his eyebrows were frowning and they never stretched out: "Director Yang, take us to take a look around."

"Okay, please, County Magistrate Zhou." Yang Qingchang, the middle-aged man who looked about fifty years old, was very slick and very good at dealing with Zhou Xinhong.

After entering from the south gate, the entire flour mill is very large. An Xiaohui thought about it in his mind. He walked about 200 meters north and then fell about 150 meters west. This is almost a square factory with an overall area of ​​more than 30,000 square meters. The land price alone is not cheap.

Not to mention that the ground is basically 80% new buildings.

Good guy, this is cleaning up the entire factory. What a huge expense? Who approved this renovation plan? It’s really because of the money that I have too much money and I have no place to spend it?

Why did Song Mingchen complain that several county-owned state-owned enterprises and factories have dragged down the county finance? As for the current situation, I really feel that there is something wrong with it if I can't delay it.

Going further forward, there are a few large grain storage tanks there. Yang Qingchang said: "County Magistrate Zhou, this is the grain tank in our factory that has not yet been harvested for wheat and stored grain. I dare not say that there are too many. It was originally designed according to the size of the entire Dongyun arable land area..."

Xie Zhigang's heart began to tremble. A flour mill of such a large scale would still lose money and could not pay full wages to employees. Even the basic pension security for employees could not be guaranteed. Where did the money go?

They continued to walk along the two-way lane in the factory. A vehicle was constantly picking up grain from under the grain tank and running towards the workshop. He basically didn't see any idle transport trucks back and forth.

"Director Yang, you have so many orders in your factory now?" Zhou Xinhong pointed to the transport truck that was basically constantly running, and he was very suspicious.

If this is the case, why would you still make a loss?

The next moment, I saw Yang Qingchang's helpless face: "Hey! County Magistrate Zhou, I'm going to tell you that the price of imported grain is much cheaper than the price of grain we collected from ordinary people. The scale of our Dongyun Flour Factory has always been a flaw, with small production capacity, and there is no advantage over some large flour mills in terms of cost control..."

"But we also have our own advantages. Dongyun Flour Factory basically meets the daily needs of all the people in Dongyun townships, and can also provide abundant supply of flour in the city..."

"Parase, you're talking lies with your eyes open." An Xiaohui cursed in his heart.

Only then did I realize that the old man who had thanked him for his gratitude was really thick-skinned.

He was directly ashamed of himself!

"Let's have a walk." Zhou Xinhong didn't want to hear it anymore. From the simplest perspective, there was no truth to judge what he said. Why did such a person work in the position of factory director for more than ten years?

"The water is deep enough." Zhou Xinhong thought to himself.

There is also a dormitory building in one corner of the flour mill, but compared with the office building in front, this dormitory building looks out of place with the entire factory area.

Old red brick walls, iron frame windows, pure ordinary glass, thermal insulation and waterproof layers, are basically invisible.

However, there were black stains on the wall, which were asphalt pouring into the cracks on the wall and waterproof.

"What is this for?" Zhou Xinhong saw someone walking in with thermos, clothes and bedding, but he still knew the consultant.

Yang Qingchang was so angry that he was about to jump. He just told the people in the factory not to run around and the people in the workshop to work hard, but he forgot that the dormitory area did not make an explanation in advance.

He was wondering, don't talk nonsense, special code, if you really meet such a person, he would remember his appearance in person, and he would definitely let him know who the boss in Dongyun Flour Mill afterwards.

"County Magistrate Zhou, this is our flour mill dormitory. Leader, you have also seen that the finances are tight. Our employee dormitory has always maintained the original flavor of the last century. To be honest, I also want to improve the accommodation environment for employees, but..." Yang Qingchang rubbed his right thumb and index finger back and forth: "Director Fan said that the county's finances are not abundant, and there is not much money in the factory. I have to ensure that the employees pay their wages first. No matter how hard or tired they are, they cannot make it difficult for employees to work!"
Chapter completed!