Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 241 Lao Wei, I suspect you are cheating
The price increase of materials this time has increased so much.

The most challenging thing was him, the deputy director in charge of logistics.

He must do a good job in logistics support, not only to effectively ensure that the steel rolling mill completes its production tasks, but also the food for the employees must not be too bad, otherwise if the employees are dissatisfied, some unpredictable things may happen.

Therefore, in these two days, Yang Jun focused all his energy on work.

He first tried to purchase food and ingredients from formal channels. If that didn't work, he would still have room to help.

However, he will not use the materials in the space until the last step to minimize the chance of space exposure.

Today, as soon as I got to work, I called the head of the purchasing department, Wei, to the office.

"Director, kill two rounds?"

Old Wei pushed away Yang Jun's office, leaned at the door and asked with a smile.

Yang Jun looked at the chessboard in his hand and said angrily.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and put it on the table."

This is the exclusive way of talking between Yang Jun and Lao Wei.

Just playing chess and talking about things.

Yang Jun liked the relaxed conversation style with Lao Wei. While the two were playing chess, they thought about the solution to the problem, and they came up with the solution as they played.

"Old rules, I go first, win over the pawn!"

Yang Jun took off his shoes, squatted on a chair, lit a cigarette, and said.

"Vaulting horse!" Old Wei smiled and jumped the horse on the left.

He had long been accustomed to Yang Jun's first move every time, and was also familiar with his routine. He would always win the pawn first, and he would make the vault. It seemed that the two of them had practiced it many times and formed a fixed pattern. As long as you follow the steps, you can go on.

If Lao Wei attacks with all his strength, he can last up to thirty rounds.

However, playing chess is not the goal.

Playing chess is just a means of solving problems.

"Recently, your procurement department is not doing its job well enough, and even the supply and marketing cooperatives can't handle it."

When Old Wei heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

A familiar feeling came to my heart, coming, coming.

The director is about to get down to business.

"Director, it's my problem. It's because I didn't do my job well."

Regardless of whether the leader is right or not, he must first admit his mistakes. This is the most basic quality of a subordinate.

Can leaders make mistakes?

The fault lies with the incompetence of the people below.

"How are you going to solve this problem."

Yang Jun moved to stretch his sore legs.

"Side gun." Yang Jun took advantage of Old Wei's panic and secretly took an extra step.

When Old Wei saw this, he didn't say anything. He seemed to be used to it. Whenever Yang Jun reprimanded him, he would take the opportunity to take an extra step.

"Director, I will listen to your instructions."

Lao Wei calmly vaulted his horse to protect the frontier pawn.

When it comes to who knows Yang Jun best in the steel rolling mill, it is probably Lao Wei.

He knew that Yang Jun must have an idea, otherwise he would not ask questions about the supply and marketing cooperative.

At this time, all he can do is to listen to the leadership's instructions humbly and cautiously, instead of expressing his opinions casually.

Yang Jun naturally understands Lao Wei. A veteran like Lao Wei who has been in the workplace for decades will definitely understand what he means. He is not looking for Lao Wei to listen to his insignificant opinions, let alone discuss with him how to deal with this. It’s about putting your ideas into practice.

"Your Procurement Department can send people out to the countryside to buy grain."

When Old Wei heard this, his eyelids jumped up and down, and he said with a bitter look on his face,
"Director, there is no food down there at all. Even if I send everyone in the department out, I still can't buy a grain of food."

"You haven't tried it, how do you know?" Yang Jun slammed the chess piece on the table.

"Director, to be honest, our Procurement Department is only responsible for business negotiations. The canteen office is responsible for the specific procurement. I think you can talk to Old Tang."

Old Wei looked at Yang Jun's face and said cautiously.

"So, you can't buy food from the Monster Canteen? Your Purchasing Department has no responsibility at all?" Yang Jun narrowed his eyes and said.

"No...no...we also have responsibilities, but..."

Old Wei sighed with a grimace and said: "Director, there is no need for us to go around the bush. If you have any ideas, just say it directly and I, Old Wei, will do it for you."

"General," Yang Jun took the opportunity to take two more steps.

He was happy in his heart. This was the first time in history that he could not only relieve Old Wei's army, but also relieve his anger.

Old Wei smiled bitterly and drew the 'Shi' up casually.

"Hey, isn't he dead yet?"

Yang Jun exclaimed, he changed his position again, carefully observed the chessboard layout, thinking about what move to use to kill Old Wei in one move.

"Vaulting horse, you must be dead now, haha."

"Hey, director, don't worry, there's still room."

Lao Wei placed the cannon next to his horse and pinned the horse's legs.

Yang Jun was dumbfounded when he saw it.

This Old Wei is like an invincible Xiao Qiang, with extremely tenacious vitality. No matter how he generals, Old Wei can always turn danger into danger and sneak out to attack his camp.

"I think it's because your Procurement Department doesn't have enough manpower that you can't buy food. I think the Procurement Department should send more people to the countryside instead of sitting in the office all day."

Yang Jun frowned and said, thinking about how to win this round.

"Director, please tell me, I will listen to you." Old Wei said with a smile. "In the name of the Steel Rolling Mill Purchasing Section, set up service points in various towns and villages to collect some food from retail households." Yang Jun expressed his thoughts.

"Director, this doesn't seem right. The supply and marketing cooperative won't be able to receive it. We're afraid..."

"How do you know if it doesn't work if you haven't tried it? You can't do anything based on experience. You won't know if it works until you try it." Yang Jun tapped his finger on the table.

"First set up a service point and see the effect. If the effect is good, we can try to promote it. If the effect is not good, we can withdraw it."

"Yes, what the director said makes sense. Why don't you try it as a point first?"

Lao Wei is a professional admirer.

Knowing that Yang Jun must have his own intentions in doing this, all he had to do was follow the leader's words and express his own opinions from time to time to make the matter seem to be a matter of course.

"Let's set up an office in the city first."

"In the city?" Old Wei asked doubtfully: "Director, isn't it in the countryside?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes at him and said, "Didn't you say there is no food in the countryside?"

"What about the city?"

"The real big food eaters are city people, not country people. Some families have a small population and cannot use up their monthly rations. They cannot trade privately, and it is not cost-effective to sell to grain stations. If we set up a service station at this time, do you think it would be okay? Will someone sell us food?" Yang Jun looked at the chessboard and explained to him carefully.

"Director, you have a great idea. If that's the case, we won't have to look at the supply and marketing cooperative anymore. If we can really receive food, it can also solve the problem of insufficient rationing in our factory."

"only……"

"Just what?"

"It's just that we are not a grain collection unit allowed by the state, so I'm afraid we will be in trouble." Old Wei expressed his worries.

"You can talk to the people at the supply and marketing cooperative. They can't afford to supply us with food, so they won't let us collect it ourselves?"

"Yes, yes, the director is right. It just so happens that people from the supply and marketing cooperative have been blocking me every day these days, insisting that I sign a new supply contract. I am worried about this matter. If, at this time, we propose to set up a grain collection service point , they must be eager to do so.”

When Lao Wei heard this, he immediately smiled with big yellow teeth in his mouth.

Yang Jun looked at his mouth full of teeth that were yellowed by smoke, and suddenly felt a chill. He quickly lowered his head to look at the chessboard.
"General, it's no longer a game."

Yang Jun looked at his chess pieces and saw that Old Wei was indeed surrounded by water and there was no possibility of resurrection. He smiled, not to mention how happy he was.

"Hey, director, how about you win this game?" Old Wei said with a smile.

When Yang Jun heard this, he immediately became unhappy. What do you mean by forgetting?

Win is win, lose is lose, nothing can be settled.

At most it would be a draw.

"Old Wei, your chess skills are like your character, can't you afford to lose?" Yang Jun said with a red neck.

Old Wei smiled and said: "Director, I would like to ask if the candidate for this service point has been decided?"

Yang Jun was stunned: "Do you have any ideas?"

Old Wei waved his hands repeatedly and said: "No, no, I just want to ask. If this person is chosen, I will know what to do."

Old Wei is not stupid. Yang Jun has spent a long time to set up this food purchasing point. He will definitely arrange his own people, and he will never stupidly get a share of the pie.

Yang Jun said quietly: "It has been decided."

When Old Wei heard this, he smiled.

"Director, in fact, I have already defeated you."

Yang Jun looked down.

you do not say.

His veteran general was destined to die by Old Wei a long time ago, and he still happily stayed with him for so long.

"Old Wei, I suspect you are stealing chess in exchange for pieces." Yang Jun said with red eyes.

"Director, you're busy, I'm going to talk to someone from the supply and marketing cooperative."

Old Wei happily ran away.

Yang Jun was not given a chance to regret his move.

Yang Jun was itching his teeth with hatred.

After finally seizing this opportunity, he was about to win, but he didn't expect to be overturned by Lao Wei at the last moment.

He hates it.

Just his chess skills.

I'm afraid that before Lao Wei retires, he will have no chance to make a comeback.

Yang Jun put on his shoes and sat on the sofa smoking a cigarette.

The reason why he went to great lengths to set up this grain purchasing point actually had two purposes.

First, he really wants to get more food for the factory. After all, he is in charge of logistics. If there is a problem with logistics, he will not be able to walk around with food.

Although he knew that this grain collection point would not be able to get much food, its existence was reasonable. If he really couldn't get food, he could use it to release some of the food.

The second purpose is that now that he has more and more relatives, he can't all work in the factory. Even if others don't tell him, he is afraid that something will happen one day.

If this grain collection point is established, they can all be arranged here. As long as they do not come into contact with people in the factory, no one can say anything.

This plan was something he had thought about for a long time before implementing it.

In fact, there are many leaders like him who have installed connections in the factory. For example, Yuan Kaizong, the driver class is almost all his relatives, including cousins, cousins, uncles, cousins, and fourth uncles. personal.

Even the factory director Yang Jianguo, who always kept a clear distinction between public and private affairs, arranged for his nephew to work as an officer in the Propaganda Department.

When people live in this world, it is inevitable for everyone to interact with each other.

Even a person as incorruptible as Factory Director Yang is bound to be vulgar.

(End of this chapter)