"Come on, let's pay a drink from Director Zhao and the two leaders of Huangzhou Electrical Appliance Factory, and thank the three leaders for taking the precious time out of their busy schedules here." After everyone present poured the wine, the old director stood up with his glass and said loudly.

"We are just three small cadres, not leaders." The people from Yimai Factory stood up one after another after hearing this. Zhao Dongsheng pondered for a moment, and stood up with a glass of wine. Wu Wen and Zhou Jun then stood up.

"Whether it is a leader or a cadre, since he is here, he is a guest." The old factory director smiled slightly, raised his glass of wine at Zhao Dongsheng and drank it all in one go.

The people from Yimai Factory immediately drank the wine and looked at Zhao Dongsheng in unison.

"Old factory manager, I'm not here to drink this time. Do you know that today's news has caused great trouble to our Huangzhou Electrical Appliance Factory? Now the reporters are staring at me. I don't want this matter to continue." Zhao Dongsheng glanced at the people from the machine factory and said to the old factory manager in a deep voice, "I hope the old factory manager can hold a press conference tomorrow to clarify this matter to the outside world."

"Thank you for your hospitality, I'll say goodbye." After saying that, Zhao Dongsheng drank the glass of wine in one breath, nodded at the old factory manager, got up and walked towards the door, showing a tough attitude.

Seeing this, Wu Wen and Zhou Jun chased Zhao Dongsheng after drinking. The people from Yimai Factory couldn't help but look at each other. No one expected that Zhao Dongsheng would leave as soon as he said that, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn.

Zhao Dongsheng couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he opened the door. At some point, the corridor was filled with men, women, young and old, and it looked like the family members and employees of the Yimai Factory. When he saw him coming out, he rushed forward.

"Director Zhao, we all know that you are here and want to come and see you. Thank you for reaching out to help us at such a difficult time in our factory." As Zhao Dongsheng's gaze, a one-armed old man in his sixties, wearing a white-washed green military uniform, who was standing in front of the crowd, took a basket of eggs from the person beside him, and handed it to Zhao Dongsheng with a smile, "There is nothing good, this is the egg laid by the hen at home, to replenish your body."

"Uncle, we have regulations that we cannot accept gifts from others at will." Zhao Dongsheng felt that the one-armed old man was a veteran, and the broken arm might be full of stories. He has always respected those soldiers who have been through life and death on the battlefield, so he smiled and said to the one-armed old man, quietly rejecting it. Now he wants to separate his ties with the first machine factory. How could he receive gifts from the first machine factory?

"You will be a family with us in the future. How can you still have so many rules in your own family? Besides, this is not a valuable thing and does not violate discipline." The one-armed old man shook his head with a smile and said distractedly.

"This is the former security director of our factory, a first-class combat hero. His arm was lost when he fought with the Japanese during the Anti-Japanese War. He had more than a dozen scars on his body. So far, three shrapnel remained in his body and could not be taken out." At this time, the old factory director walked to Zhao Dongsheng from behind and introduced him to the one-armed old man.

"Since it's the old hero's intention, I'm disrespectful." Zhao Dongsheng reached out and took the basket of eggs. He couldn't let the one-armed old man carry it with one arm.

"Let's go in and have a few drinks together." The old factory manager smiled slightly when he saw this and said to the one-armed old man.

"You are leaders. If you have something big to talk about, it's not appropriate for me to go in." The one-armed old man shook his hand and replied with a smile.

"Tonight we will only drink and not talk about business." The old factory director walked forward, reached out and pulled the one-armed old man into the room, and waved to the people in the corridor, "Everyone has seen Director Zhao, go back."

Hearing this, the people from Yimai Factory gathered in the corridor left immediately. The corridor quickly became quiet, but the doors of several private rooms opened, and the diners inside stood at the door and whispered to the side, talking.

"Director Zhao, this dish has been served. Let's go after eating it, otherwise everyone will not be able to move their chopsticks." The old factory manager smiled and reached out to Zhao Dongsheng, made a call gesture to him, and asked him to go back to the table.

Zhao Dongsheng didn't expect that the old factory director would make such sufficient arrangements tonight. He pondered for a while and sat back on the table.

Just as the old factory manager said, in the following time, the old factory manager did not talk about capital injection, but told Zhao Dongsheng about the history of the machine factory and the touching deeds that emerged in more than 30 years of history.

Of course, the current difficulties of employees of the first machine factory and retired employees will definitely not forget that there are many people in the first machine factory like Lu Xiao'e.

During this period, Zhao Dongsheng remained silent, and while drinking, he listened quietly to the story of the old factory manager and other personnel of the first machine factory. Although he was mentally prepared, he had to admit that the story of the old factory manager and others was very reasonable and had a strong infectious power, which made people feel sympathetic to the first machine factory.

"Actually, I blame me. If I could let go of my sternness and not be afraid of being said to be a greedy person for power, and stand up in time to correct Director Fan's mistakes, then Yimai Factory would not have fallen to this point today." In the end, the old factory manager drank the wine in his glass with pain, and then burst into tears, "I am the sinner of Yimai Factory."

"Old factory manager, I won't blame you for this matter. We are doing our job well." Hearing this, the leaders of the three first-machine factory at the scene couldn't help but look ashamed, and their eyes were wet.

The house was immediately shrouded in a sad atmosphere. The people of Yimai Factory were crying under the leadership of the old factory manager, and all looked sad. If Yimai Factory was compared to a home, their home would be almost gone.

Faced with the tragic attacks of everyone, Zhao Dongsheng was silent. He really admired the old factory manager. In order to save Yimai Factory, he could cry in front of him as a junior at such an old age.

It can be seen that the old factory managers really have feelings for the factory and are really good for employees and retired employees, because they have obviously violated the regulations and will be subject to severe sanctions from the city.

"Director Zhao, just help our factory. We really don't want the factory to be gone." Just when the scene was silent, the old factory manager who covered his hands in front of him with tears kicked Fang Fang's feet under the table, who was crying while covering his mouth. Fang Fang bit his lips, looked at Zhao Dongsheng in the rain, and begged pitifully.

"I'm sorry, although I sympathize with you very much, I must maintain the interests of our factory." Zhao Dongsheng glanced at Fang Fang and answered regretfully.

Fang Fang was young after all. Seeing that Zhao Dongsheng refused him, she thought Zhao Dongsheng would not be in charge of the matter of the machine factory, so she could no longer control the feelings in her heart. She covered her face and ran out crying. The atmosphere in the room couldn't help but feel even more depressing.

"Maintain, please help them." At this time, Wu Wen, who was sitting next to Zhao Dongsheng, said to him with rosy eyes. Women are sentimental. Although she knew that the old factory director was deliberately doing it for Zhao Dongsheng to see, she could not help but be infected by this sad atmosphere.

However, Wu Wen did not speak rashly. She was the only person besides Gu Liancheng who knew that Zhao Dongsheng planned to merge with the Yimai Factory. Therefore, at this time, she found a step for Zhao Dongsheng in an untimely manner, and at the same time eased the heavy atmosphere at the scene.

"Boss Zhao, please help them." Zhou Jun then spoke to Zhao Dongsheng, his eyes also turned red. He was a person with a temperament, and the most shameful thing was this kind of tragic scene.

"Since two of the four factory leaders of our factory have agreed, I respect everyone's decision and can start the project of investing in the first machine factory." Zhao Dongsheng looked at Wu Wen and Zhou Jun, frowned and pondered for a moment, looked up at the old factory manager, and said solemnly, "I have already understood the situation of your factory. In order to protect the interests of both parties, and to solve this matter as soon as possible, my idea is very simple. If your city can give preferential conditions, our factory can accept all your factory's debts and personnel, but our factory wants all your factory's shares."

The four factory leaders mentioned by Zhao Dongsheng refer to him, Secretary Niu Baoguo, Deputy Factory Director Zhou Jun and Assistant Factory Director Wu Wen. Among the Huangzhou Electrical Appliance Factory, only four of them are the factory leaders. Wang Jianjun and other eight departments are to be precise, the middle and senior leaders in the factory, and they are still a little short of the factory leaders.

"All shares?" The old factory manager was shocked when he heard this, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Zhao Dongsheng in shock, "You mean... merger!"

"Yes, our factory will merge the first machine factory, so that I can give an explanation to our city, avoid some unnecessary disputes, and make better plans for the first machine factory." Zhao Dongsheng nodded and said in a deep voice, "This is my bottom line. If your city cannot agree, then I can only express regret."

"Thank you very much for the hospitality tonight." After saying that, Zhao Dongsheng nodded slightly to the old factory director and others, stood up and left under the astonished gaze of the 1st machine factory. Wu Wen and Zhou Jun followed him. Since the matter has been opened, there is no need for them to stay now. All they need to do is wait for the response of the Jiangzhou Municipal Government.

"Old factory manager, he wants to merge our factory, I heard that right?" After Zhao Dongsheng left, the people in the house came to their senses. The leader of the national-faced factory looked at the old factory manager with a surprised look. You should know that Yimai Factory is a deputy department-level enterprise, while Huangzhou Electrical Appliances Factory is only a deputy department-level enterprise. The two sides are two levels apart. Where can low-level enterprises merge with high-level enterprises? It is simply unheard of!

"It's not a province, so there shouldn't be so much concern when operating." The old factory manager pondered for a moment, looked at everyone present with a smile, "No matter what, this is a good thing for our factory. As long as the city can get through the negotiations with Director Zhao, our factory can get rid of the current predicament."

"Old factory manager, that's right, but if the factory is merged, Director Zhao will definitely use the people from Huangzhou. Will the people from our factory become stepmothers?" The tall factory leader sitting next to the leader of the National Face Factory said with concern. He was worried that after the power of the First Machine Factory fell into the hands of Huangzhou Electrical Appliance Factory, the people of the First Machine Factory would be excluded by the people from Huangzhou Electrical Appliance Factory.

The concerns of the leaders of the tall factory are also the concerns of others. If this happens, the Yimai Factory will no longer be the Yimai Factory in their minds.

"The factory will definitely change in the future, and it will not be like before." The old factory manager looked around at the people at the table and said with a smile, "If Director Zhao is dedicated to developing the factory and seeking benefits for everyone, what else can we complain about?"

When the leaders of the National Face Factory and others heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other, and then they felt relieved. As long as the one-machine factory can develop well and the benefits of the employees have improved, what else do they have to demand?
Chapter completed!