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The next morning, at 7:30,

Provincial Party Committee Secretary Chang Bingde, Hengcheng Municipal Party Committee Secretary He Feng, County Party Committee Secretary Ma Chunxi, and township political leaders arrived at the Wuling Cement Plant in four cars early in the morning.

When they arrived at the factory gate, the security guard stopped the group.

As soon as the township leader rolled down the car window, the security guard Uncle Luo recognized him at a glance and quickly said hello.

"Good morning, leaders!"

"What wind brings you here?"

The township secretary stared:

"Lao Luo, open the door quickly. The provincial party committee secretary and the municipal party committee secretary are here today."

Security guard Luo opened the lift doors.

The township secretary and the county party committee secretary jumped out of the car respectively and asked in a low voice:

"Where is your Factory Director Zhang?"

"Why don't you come out to greet me?"

Lao Luo said with a smile.

:"Sorry, Director Zhang may still be sleeping."

"I was busy until 1 o'clock last night."

The township secretary said anxiously:

"Why is your factory manager so ignorant?"

"The secretary of the provincial party committee came yesterday, why didn't he take it seriously?"

Then he hurriedly apologized to the county party secretary:

"Sorry, Secretary Ma,

I didn’t do my job well and the work was not communicated and implemented. Ma

Chunru was so angry that her eyebrows almost stopped getting angry, and she asked hurriedly:

"Your factory director is so arrogant that he asked the provincial party committee secretary to wait for him to get up."

"Take me to the dormitory quickly and I'll lift the quilt!"

When Lao Luo heard that such high-ranking officials were here, he quickly led the way.

The three of them arrived at the staff dormitory in a hurry.

There was a"dong dong dong" slamming sound outside the door, which frightened Zhang Tong and moved him out of bed. Come down and shout

"Who! Scary to death"

"County Party Secretary Ma Chunru!"

Zhang Tong immediately put on his clothes and opened the door of the dormitory disheveledly.

His hair was messy.

Ma Chunru became even more angry when she saw Zhang Tong's appearance.

"Zhang Tong, Zhang Tong, luckily you are still a graduate student at a prestigious university"

"How come you don’t understand anything about worldliness and etiquette?"

"Did you know that the secretary of the provincial party committee and the secretary of the municipal party committee are coming today? Zhang

Tong rubbed his eyes, yawned, widened his eyes and said with a smile:

"I was so busy yesterday that I forgot about it!"

"Excuse me."

Ma Chunru looked at Zhang Tong's unfazed look and jumped anxiously:

"If you wash up quickly and tidy up your hair now, let the leaders see that they don't have a good impression of you, maybe Sanjiang Group will not invest in your factory. Zhang

Tong became a little angry when he heard this, and tried to calm down:

"Since taking over this factory,

I have never thought about embracing anyone else.

We just strive for quality and technology."

"If anyone has better skills than us,

I will obey him, otherwise I will be the same coward when the King of Heaven comes!"

When Ma Chunru saw that this kid was quite tough, he immediately surrendered and said to please him:

"My good factory director, can you please hurry up?

If you keep the two secretaries waiting for a long time and blame me for not being polite, my job will be difficult."

"Just give me some face!"

The township leader next to him couldn't stand it for a long time.

His face was red with anger and he was about to scold Zhang Tong.

Ma Chunru saw that this posture was wrong and quickly grabbed the township leader.

Today at this juncture, there was a dispute between grassroots cadres and the township. Violent incidents of entrepreneurs fighting, that's too bad!

Zhang Tong is personally straight-tempered and a bit nerdy, which is what people often say nowadays has low emotional intelligence.

He doesn't care about this leader or that leader.

In the past, when the factory's performance was not good ,

I haven’t seen them come to care about it.

Now that the factory has just started to improve, various formalisms have come in for inspections and surveys. Zhang Tong hates this the most. So when I heard that the leaders of this group came to inspect, they didn’t pay any special attention. He paid attention to them and deliberately left them to cool down. We rely on our own ability to make a living and don’t look at anyone’s face. So this time when the provincial party committee secretary and the municipal party committee secretary came over, they would say what the situation was, and they would never flatter or flatter others on purpose. After a while, Zhang Tong finished washing, changed into neat factory clothes, and followed Ma Chunru and the township leaders down. Chang Bingde and He Feng saw Zhang Tong's sleepy look and asked with concern;

"I heard that you worked overtime until one o'clock last night.

It's not easy to do your career!"

Chang Bingde raised the topic.

Who knew that Zhang Tong didn't want to be perfunctory and said bluntly:

"There is no support for small and medium-sized enterprises, so they have to rely on themselves, eat from hundreds of families, and their customers are their parents! He

Feng said with a smile:

"Director Zhang is a very arrogant kid.

Today we are here to inspect and learn, so don’t be so outspoken!"

Zhang Tong saw that the other party's attitude was more friendly and he no longer talked about the difficulties!

When he told the two secretaries about the difficulties and difficulties of running a township enterprise, the two secretaries also nodded frequently and agreed.

In this way, several people stood at the gate of the factory While chatting, we waited for the inspection team to arrive.

At about 9:20, two buses drove majestically into the factory area one after another.

The name and letters of Sanjiang Group were spray-painted on the bodies.

They looked no different from ordinary tourist buses.