Fang Yue took over his father's class in 1985, worked as a worker in the third workshop of Qinghua Factory, and started a normal life of marrying and having children, earning money to support his family. Now in his thirties, he has a virtuous wife, an eight-year-old lovely son who has just entered the second grade of elementary school. Although the factory's efficiency is getting worse every day, he can get a salary every two or three months, and he can barely make a living.

Recently, the news that Qinghua Factory was about to go bankrupt was rumored. Not long ago, the city's liquidation team finally entered the factory, and almost all major workshops were stopped. The employees were still a little nervous, but they were already numb. Since the news came out at the beginning of the year, they have made trouble, quarrel, cried, and petitioned, but they have not seen any light that might save the factory.

Today, all employees were suddenly notified to attend the auditorium for a meeting. Everyone must not be absent. The office issued a death order and those who did not come were fired immediately. So at 8 o'clock in the morning, when Fang Yue walked into the auditorium that could accommodate two or three thousand people, the dense heads almost dazzled his eyes. Fang Yue was startled. He thought that few people had come. Usually, during meetings, he could hear the noise coming from the auditorium a hundred meters away, as if dozens of bombers were whistling by their ears. Today, the people gathered here are the people who used to be, but the depression in the air could make the bomber unable to take off.

How long has it been since the auditorium been appointed again? Fang Yue almost forgot the stacked and exciting echoes of the thrilling echoes when the leader was speaking on the rostrum. He stood in the corner, listening to the whispers of several colleagues beside him, and deep anxiety flashed in his eyes.

"I know why we have a meeting today?"

"I heard that I want to pay the salary for this quarter."

"Pull it!"

"Who fools you and still pays a salary? Don't just pour the factory. I would rather not have the salary for these three months."

"Oh, that's right, hopefully it's good news."

Such discussions are everywhere in the auditorium of two thousand people. What's so weird is that except for the crowd around you, you can only vaguely hear a low buzzing sound, as if there is and there is nothing. Just like hearing hallucinations, you will feel panic first, then jump hard, and then you will be breathless.

Fang Yue only realized today that it was so terrible to put the heavy weight of two thousand people together!

Deputy Director Xia Zhizhong, Trade Union Chairman and several important department heads appeared on the rostrum, and He Xiaobo, as the new head of the Production Planning Section, also attended.

Without exception, these people are all Yuan Dazhu’s confidants!

He Xiaobo is the one who betrayed Ji Zheng, a few years younger than Ji Zheng. The two entered the factory at the same time, and were both young and promising, and soon became friends. They have been very close to each other for so many years. But fate sometimes likes to joke. When the old factory director was in power, he highly appreciated Ji Zheng. He promoted him, a civilian boy, to the throne of deputy factory director, but he didn't like He Xiaobo. If Ji Zheng hadn't pleaded with the old factory director many times behind him and asked him to be a small production team leader in the third workshop, He Xiaobo would probably have worked as a worker for another ten years.

After the old factory director retired, Yuan Dazhu took over. Ji Zheng was extremely excluded by Yuan Dazhu and barely saved the position of deputy factory director. He Xiaobo thought that he should have a day to make a comeback after changing his leader, but he did not expect that because of his good relationship with Ji Zheng, he was afraid of Yuan Dazhu. Not only did he not get promoted, but he even lost the production team leader who was useless.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. The young man who was in his prime and ambition entered middle age, but still achieved nothing. He Xiaobo's mentality has changed long ago. Every promotion of Ji Zheng has laid a sharp thorn in his heart, which has been stinging his heart day and night. But every time he celebrates, as a good friend, he must attend, with a smile on his face, but blood in his heart.

A gentleman regards his friend's happiness as his own happiness, while a villain regards his friend's happiness as his own pain, so when the opportunity suddenly comes, He Xiaobo chose to betray without hesitation.

On the battlefield of future and friendship, Ji Zheng lost a lot!

He Xiaobo got the appreciation of Yuan Dazhu as he wished. In a few days, he became the section chief of the production planning department. From a worker to a section chief, he walked for seventeen years.

The office director held the microphone and said, "Everyone is quiet, quiet, each workshop will report the list later. The factory that did not come will deal with it seriously. OK, the meeting will start now. Director Yuan has important matters, and today's meeting will be chaired by Director Xia. Next, welcome to speak!"

Xia Zhizhong frowned. Today's evil thing, Deputy Director Wang, who is closest to Yuan Dazhu, was unwilling to do it. He followed him to attend the signing ceremony. He was unwilling to do it, so he had to take on this task. He thought very clearly about the pros and cons. His relationship with Yuan Dazhu is not as close as Lao Wang. Qinghua Factory saw that it could not be saved. Yuan Dazhu could be promoted immediately after the matter was happening here. His future was all about him. If he didn't have any effort, how could he protect his wealth and prosperity?

He Xiaobo sat on the rostrum for the first time, looking down at the darkness under the stage, nervous as if he first saw a woman's body on the night of marriage, his legs trembled slightly, and he calmed down when he sat down, and felt very proud. Ji Zheng's fool thought that a little trick could kill Yuan Dazhu. It was really a scholarly experience, innocent and naive! Now, it's not like a ruined end, and his tired wife and children are not at peace. I heard that Su Rui is sick very much, maybe he should take time to see him. Su Rui is much more beautiful than the yellow-faced woman at home...

Power is undoubtedly the best aphrodisiac!

Xia Zhizhong coughed, tapped the microphone with his fingers, and after making a banging sound, he said in a deep voice: "Comrades, Qinghua Factory has gone through decades of ups and downs since its establishment, and has experienced many setbacks and even hardships. Our Qinghua Factory people have withstood the tests again and again with the spirit of the protagonist of tenacious struggle and self-improvement. It can be said that without your fathers and you, there would be no Qinghua Factory today. But the times have come to this point, and development and reform are the top priorities at the moment. Although I am very sad, I have to say that the current situation of Qinghua Factory has hindered the development and reform pace of Qingzhou. We must obey the overall situation in this regard..."

There was an uproar in the audience, and a series of discussion sounded. He Xiaobo sneered in his heart, you are all people who are going to be abandoned, and the grasshoppers in the autumn will not be jumped for a few days. Xia Zhizhong maintained a serious expression on his face and said, "But what I have to say is that Qingzhou needs to develop and the economy needs to be reformed. No matter whether Qinghua Factory goes bankrupt or not, it cannot be based on the sacrifice of the interests of our ordinary employees!"

The workers calmed down and listened carefully to Xia Zhizhong's speech. The haggard eyes fully expressed their inner desires and prayers. Xia Zhizhong talked about history to the present, imagined the future from the present, talked about policies and the overall situation, and talked about possible compensation plans for about two and a half hours before it ended. The union chairman began to speak, but he said it over and over again. It was already noon after he finished speaking.

At the same time, when the Minghua Hotel Peony Hall and Deputy Mayor Liu Sheng announced that Qinghua Factory went bankrupt.

The office director saw that he was a little irritated and shouted loudly: "Quiet, keep quiet. Everyone hold on for a while and learn a few documents on state-owned enterprise reform in the city. Section Chief He, please take you to learn with you."

He Xiaobo coughed like Xia Zhizhong, cleared his throat, took out a thick stack of documents, and prepared to start his first speech in his life. Xia Zhizhong took the microphone and interjected: "Comrades who haven't eaten breakfast may be hungry. I hope to learn from the lessons of hunger this time, eat well early, eat enough, eat less late, and eat more breakfast is beneficial to health. I just discussed with Section Chief He and Section Chief Yang. When the documents are finished, the Finance Department will give each of them a double meal fee. Please be careful now."

He Xiaobo was interrupted for the first time and was frustrated. Have you discussed it with me? Discuss it! But their task today is to gather the employees in the factory and try every means to hold them back so that no one can get news, gather in the hotel to cause trouble, destroy the signing of the contract, and affect the overall stability of Qingzhou.

While He Xiaobo was preparing to study the documents, a group of people came in from the Peony Hall on the second floor of the hotel. The one walking in front was Xu Fuyan, secretary of the Qingzhou Municipal Party Committee. Among the dozen people behind were men and women, some were wearing suits and skirts, and some were wearing uniforms of the procuratorate and the public security bureau. The only people in the hall knew Wen Huaiming, deputy director of the Political Research Office, Liu Tianlai of the Public Security Bureau, and Jiang Wei, director of the Discipline Inspection Commission's Supervision Office.

Zhou Yuanting was stunned for a moment, and rushed over with big strides, and said with a smile: "Secretary Xu, you have been in Guanshan recently. The city has not been in contact several times. I didn't have time to wait for you to come back to support this time. But now it's just right, everyone applauds, please give an important speech!" After saying that, he took the lead in applause. Zhou Yuanting was used to being domineering, and even in public, he rarely gave Xu Fuyan face like this. Today, he obviously realized something was wrong, and immediately lowered his posture, trying to find out Xu Fuyan's tone.

Xu Fuyan smiled and swept the hall around, stretched his hands down and pressed them twice. When the applause stopped, his face suddenly changed. He pointed to the person behind him and introduced: "Mayor Zhou, these are comrades from the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection, the Supreme People's Procuratorate and the Public Security Department. Comrade Yuan Dazhu is suspected of economic crimes and needs to be isolated and investigated. I have expressed support on behalf of the Municipal Party Committee!"

Zhou Yuanting's face stiffened and said with a forced smile: "I also express my opinion. The municipal government firmly supports the work of comrades in the province. However, comrade Yuan Dazhu has always performed well and there is little possibility of making economic mistakes. I hope you will investigate carefully and not wrongly accuse good comrades."

The middle-aged man on Xu Fuyan's left hand smiled and said, "Please rest assured, Mayor Zhou!"
Chapter completed!