"Hey! Chief, it's me."

"The call has finally been connected. You are very busy this early in the morning. There are constant calls..."

In the office, Mr. Wang stood in front of the desk, holding the phone in his hand and complaining, but the meaning behind his words was a disguised compliment.

Ever since Mr. Qian finished speaking, Mr. Wang knew what he should do.

As for Mr. Qian, he had already left during the phone call, leaving the room for the other party to perform, saving him the chance to influence his performance.

On the other side of the phone, Mr. Chen picked up the enamel jar and took a sip of water. He had just received a notice from his superior.

Regarding the attitude of supporting Annan, the higher authorities finally reached a consensus.

And this change also allowed him to gain the initiative in responding to the alliance's requirements.

At the very least, the food issue will no longer be a discussion issue.

Without completely solving the problem of domestic food and clothing, any food will no longer be free aid.

In addition, items previously aided will not be held accountable, but from now on, all items will have a price.

And all of this will be paid for by the alliance.

The difference is that the price they give is a reasonable price.

In addition, the phone call also has another meaning, that is, everyone has been notified of the reason for this change and is not allowed to discuss or spread it.

Especially if it cannot be spread from their mouths.

Mr. Chen knew clearly that this was a disguised way of protecting the boy.

Fortunately, I asked my secretary to be careful and warned people who knew about it.

Now, I'm finally back in a field I'm familiar with.

Hearing the chatter on the phone, he felt that if he didn't speak, the other party would be able to say all the good things.

"Old Wang, you've got honey on your lips so early in the morning. You've got a lot of nice words to say. I'm tired of hearing them, whether you're tired or not."

"Haha, chief, you really understand me. I happen to be thirsty, so drink some water first."

"Hey, tell me what's going on, I'm still busy here."

Mr. Wang took a sip of water, brewing his emotions at the same time, and immediately burst into tears, "Chief, our Seventh Machinery Department is almost at a loss to untie the pot..."

"Stop it, stop it!"

Mr. Chen knew what this girl was up to after hearing the beginning.

"Are you also thinking about making money? Let me tell you, this money has other uses. No one can think of it."

Mr. Chen quickly shouted stop and stuffed Mr. Wang's words into his stomach.

"No, Chief, I haven't finished saying this yet. You must listen to the opinions of revolutionary comrades..."

"I can't tell you how much, and I'm not afraid to tell you the use of this money. The reconstruction work has been delayed and there has been no improvement. The superiors decided to invest the money in it."

"So, don't even think about this money."

After Mr. Chen finished speaking, Mr. Wang suddenly collapsed like a deflated rubber ball. He sat on the chair with a depressed expression.

I thought that if we could share some from this, their Seventh Machinery Department would be able to fare better.

There is no need to live a busy life.

But when he thought that the money was going to be used to rescue disaster-stricken areas, it was useless for him to say anything.

And he couldn't say it either.

"Chief, what did you say just now? Is there anyone else interested in this money?"

Mr. Wang felt that he needed someone to share his pain, so he started asking.

"Yes, there are quite a few."

"Third, fifth, and sixth have all called, but I rejected them all, so don't even think about this idea."

After Mr. Chen finished speaking, Mr. Wang muttered, "That guy Zhang Shitou has the nerve to extend his hand. Now he and that guy Lao Qin are the only ones with the most money, and the whole country is surrounding them. It's really shameless."

"And Zhou Laoliu, their ship..."

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, hurry up and get busy. I'm hanging up."

"etc."

Something suddenly occurred to Mr. Wang, "Chief, Huang Daya doesn't want it?"

"Old Huang? No."

"By the way, I have to praise Lao Huang. This time the Red Star Machinery Factory will expand its recruitment..."

Mr. Chen suddenly became interested again and began to help Mr. Huang by saying nice things, which made Mr. Wang feel disgusted again.

But when I heard that the machinery factory was replacing workers with machine tools, I felt helpless.

He also wanted to replace some machine tools, but their Seventh Machinery Department was not as big as the First Machinery Department.

This method won't work.

But how can we get the money?

"By the way, Chief, I have one more thing to ask."

Mr. Wang suddenly asked, "This time the machinery factory has made such a great contribution, will it not be without rewards?"

"Of course!"

Mr. Chen said with a smile. After all, the Machinery Factory is now a department directly under his command. The Machinery Factory is praised, and his face as a leader also shines.

"The machinery factory performed very well this time and successfully completed the task."

"So the superiors decided to give each purchased Mole armored vehicle a reward of 5,000 yuan."

"Of course, this is not an alliance currency."

"Five thousand? Ten cars means fifty thousand, one hundred cars, half a million?"

"My dear..."

"This workshop can support my experiments."

Mr. Wang muttered, and then he heard Mr. Chen say with a smile, "Five thousand is not much. Compared with 100,000 alliance coins, it is not even one-twentieth."

"Okay, I'll be busy first if it's okay!"

"oh oh!"

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Wang leaned back in his chair, his expression changing, "Fifty thousand, how should I get this money?"

"No, no, it's not five hundred thousand."

"This is just the first time. There might be a second or third time later..."

"No, no, this money, this money must be in your hand."

"But..."

Mr. Wang walked back and forth in the room, thinking about various possibilities.

Finally, the idea came to Yang Xiaotao.

After thinking for a moment, Mr. Wang really thought of a way, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it became.

"Since it's hard to ask for it, let him take the initiative to send it!"

Thinking of this, Mr. Wang immediately picked up the phone and dialed.

"Hey, is this the Computer Research Office? Find Han Sanfeng."

After Mr. Wang finished speaking, there was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then someone picked up the phone, "Chief, this is Han Sanfeng."

"Director Han, I have a task for you now."

"Chief, you said, we will definitely complete the task."

"Well, that's right. I heard that you are very familiar with Yang Xiaotao from Hongxing Machinery Factory, right?"

Han Sanfeng immediately hummed, "Yes, we once went to the northwest together, and we had some exchanges after we came back."

"That's good. I remember he asked you for help?"

"Chief, what exactly are you going to say?"

Han Sanfeng knew his boss well. If he asked about something more than three times, he would definitely be targeting him.

"Haha, okay, I won't beat around the bush."

Mr. Wang lowered his voice and said, "Well, I heard from his father-in-law that Yang Xiaotao wants to find someone to research a calculator. I don't know the details, but it's true that no one can help."

"I think we are all revolutionary comrades..."

"Chief, we are one of our own, so please stop beating around the bush."

Ahem
To be continued...