The best thing is that the policy will be changed until the top, and it will be better from now on.

"Go back to sleep, there is everything in your dreams."

Think about it, you know that in such a big environment, it is difficult for individuals to persevere in the end.

Otherwise, there are so many factories in Yuzhou City, how can they just say that they will collapse?

It wasn't one or two, it was almost uprooted.

If Lu Huai'an had been smarter, he would have followed the trend.

"Hey, it's gone."

Originally, I wanted to exchange information to see if anyone knew the inside story. If they were just complaining to each other, it would be better to go back and check the accounts more often.

Everyone looked at each other and left with a gloomy look.

For the next two days, Nanping remained calm.

The censorship team seemed to have disappeared suddenly and did nothing.

Everyone was apprehensive, and the more there was no news, the more apprehensive they were.

This tranquility made the atmosphere even more tense.

On the third day, all the newspapers in Nanping suddenly published an article.

The factory manager in Bohai City who donated the factory was promoted to work, and he was a very good seat.

Gong Hao looked at the newspaper, sneered suddenly, and threw the newspaper on the table: "This is really, kill the chicken to show the monkey."

"It's a role model." Uncle Qian shook his head, quite speechless: "This, really treats us as fools."

This is only news from Bohai City. If you usually mention it, the newspapers won't get it.

now what? It even appeared in newspapers in other provinces.

Funny.

This is clearly published for them to see, which is self-evident.

Lu Huai'an looked as usual, flipped through it casually, and put it down indifferently: "In the past few days, there has been less and less information in the newspapers."

Newspapers in other provinces are similar, and many of them are commended.

"Where's Ding Shunli? Didn't you hear anything?"

After all, in Beifeng, the news should be much better informed than theirs.

Lu Huaian tapped his finger on the table: "There is nothing special about Beifeng, but there is one point."

He raised his eyes slightly, his eyes were cold and calm: "None of the companies or factories in Beifeng City have been donated."

Um?

This was quite surprising, Gong Hao and Uncle Qian exchanged glances in amazement.

Those who can build a company in Beifeng will not be ordinary people.

If... the benefits of donating are really as large as what is written in the newspapers, wouldn't those spirits rush to donate?

But they would rather be fined, or even banned, than donate.

Are they not enlightened enough? Or do they have other plans?

"I personally think it's the latter." Lu Huai'an took a sip of tea and analyzed it slowly: "I took a look and found that those who have donated money to the factory are basically all donated."

Not a part of it, but a clean donation.

The factory is not owned by one person, and even if there are no other shareholders, there is not only one manager in the management.

This is to be donated, and it is not something that can be donated with just one mouth.

It is not easy to achieve an agreement from top to bottom in the factory.

"However, after the news came out, they all donated quickly."

Lu Huai'an laughed and nodded: "Let's go through the formalities, even if we say hello, it will take a few days."

Such a big factory, donate it with one mouth?

After careful calculation, Gong Hao suddenly cleared his thoughts: "This is not right."

He runs the most procedures, and it is not so easy to donate to the school. Both parties must be present, signed, and the accounts of each party must be counted, and the data...

Before and after, no matter how small and half a month.

"That's right!" Gong Hao slapped the table, his eyes glowing: "This time is completely wrong!"

Uncle Qian didn't know the twists and turns, but since they said it, he believed: "But, they really donated."

It's just because it's unreasonable to donate.

"Maybe, it was because they were afraid that they would regret it, so they quickly settled the matter and kept everything simple."

As long as the factory manager comes forward, even the factory and the people will be donated.

"But this is a bit unreasonable." Uncle Qian thought for a while, he dealt more with people in the system: "Look at this person, after entering the system, he rose too fast, and on weekdays, even if he was transferred , It takes half a month to adapt to the position, right?"

How many days has he been in here?

Also promoted, but also promoted.

Lu Huai'an snorted, with a slightly solemn expression: "Then, there is a second possibility."

He paused with his fingers and said slowly, "He was prepared in advance."

No matter where the news came out, everything made sense if it was prepared in advance.

Because of the preparations in advance, the top and bottom have long since unified their thinking, and all kinds of materials are readily available.

"Even, they may have prepared with both hands. If they really encounter this, they will donate, and if there is a way back, they will withdraw."

It's just that other people won't know about these inside stories, and everyone in the world thinks that they are taking advantage of the situation.

Listening to their discussion getting deeper and deeper, and even starting to wonder if the factory manager has other secrets, Uncle Qian got a little impatient: "But, what does this have to do with us?"

Even if the factory manager really had some channel to get the news in advance and made preparations first, it would have nothing to do with them.

What's important, isn't it right in front of them?

"I... Anyway, I don't want to donate." Uncle Qian angrily.

Lu Huai'an said a little thirsty and took a sip: "This is very telling."

After clarifying his thoughts with him, Gong Hao also understood a little: "Since it was not a decision that was made with a slap of the head, and no one in Beifeng kept up with it, it means that donating the factory is the best choice for desperation. "

Conversely, as long as there is still a way to go, there is no need to donate.

"What way?"

Yeah, what way?

Now, these reports are all about the benefits of donating the factory.

Even, some people have been rated as advanced elements, and model workers or something...

Lu Huai'an rubbed the rim of the cup and pondered for a moment: "You said, is this advanced molecule... useful?"

"It's useless." Uncle Qian pondered, saying that someone donated a road last time, and all of them brought an advanced person back.

In the past, even the county newspaper was not able to be published, and it is only in this situation that it is so grand.

In fact, it is just a verbal commendation, at most a certificate of merit, which has no real effect.

"It's perfunctory." Gong Hao was speechless.

Lu Huai'an had some ideas, but he still didn't dare to come to a conclusion: "Wait and see, since we're almost out of luck, it's not a bad two days."

Let's see which of them is more stable.

The commendation in the newspaper alone is not enough. There were also people in Nanping who were relieved. They got some profits and directly donated the small factory under their name. They also got a quota and entered the office.

"This man is interesting. His factory is going to close down soon."

If he really wants to deal with it according to the normal process, he is afraid that he will lose so much that he can't even keep his underwear.

But his donation, not only does he not even need to worry about his debts, but he is also published in the newspaper and commended, and by the way, he earns an iron rice bowl.

Uncle Qian laughed: "It's really a business that doesn't lose money."

Really talented.

In fact, according to Uncle Qian's thoughts, he wanted to ask Guo Ming to say a few words.

But there was no movement from the review team, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

The atmosphere in Nanping was depressed, but Shanghe slowly eased.

The pressure is all on Nanping's side, and many people in Shanghe are working in private, and there are even faint rumors.

"Since he has donated so many benefits, Director Lu is an advanced person and a conscientious entrepreneur. How can he take the lead!"

"Yeah, what is under his name, but it's a group!"

"There are still so many people who can't even eat meat. If he donated it, he would be so famous."

"He is so rich, he should donate some of it."

Some people resented such a tone, and scolded them back when they caught them: "You are the one who bullshit! You like to donate so much, why don't you donate?"

The man immediately scolded: "This, this is not what I said."

I really wanted to check the source, but couldn't find it.

But these words are like weeds, which cannot be cut off by the spring breeze.

The more I listened to it, the more recognizable it was.

Yes, even if not all of them are donated, Lu Huaian keeps one or two factories and donates most of them, which is not bad.

"What's the matter on weekdays, he likes to be in the limelight the most, and when it comes to the critical moment, he becomes a tortoise with a shrinking head."

When the words reached Nanping, the factory managers in Nanping jumped and cursed with anger.

Some scolded people, some scolded Shanghe.

Guo Ming came out first, accusing the relevant personnel of doing things poorly: "No matter what you think, since it's all a province, it's ugly to eat like this!"

People haven't done anything yet, what's the matter, I can't bear it anymore, I want to fight in the nest?

These factory directors who pointed out that Lu Huai'an was supporting the scene were very angry, and some words were beyond their heads: "These people in Shanghe are a bunch of stupid people! They have the name of the provincial capital city, but they are not even as good as our district!"

Some people feel that this is a bit too much, and they want to persuade a few words: "You can't say that..."

"That's it!" He was initially dissatisfied with Nanping's transformation of a city into a district, and now he scolded directly: "If they really have the ability, they will donate themselves! What's wrong with forcing others to donate!"

"That's it! It's just habit!"

"If anything happens, just push us out of Nanping. We Nanping are their father!? They have all the good things, and let us do the bad things!"

Seeing this, the more and more I said, the more disrespectful it was.

Everyone in Shanghe was said to be full of fire: "If they hadn't been included in Shanghe, how could they have developed so well?"

Not to mention anything else, let’s just talk about the road, from Shanghe Trade City to Nanping Trade City. If it weren’t for the inclination of policies, would it be possible to build it so fast?

"Okay, I raised a group of white-eyed wolves."

"If you want to say dad, we are Nanping's dad~lightnovelpub.net~ If you don't agree, then it's not a district of our Shanghe!?"

If this continues, the two sides are afraid to fight.

Shang He and Nanping quickly came forward to reconcile, each playing fifty big boards.

Just wanted to exert a little pressure, not to let them quarrel.

Because of this, the newspapers suspended those reports for a while.

The pressure was placed on Guo Ming, and he didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning was obviously self-evident.

Guo Ming sighed and had no choice but to ask Lu Huai'an for a drink.

He was finally free, Lu Huai'an brought Gong Hao and Uncle Qian along with him, but they met and saw the two people beside Guo Ming.

The three of them looked at each other and matched the numbers with the information they had found earlier: from the review team.

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