Chapter 118

The conference room became quiet.

Delivering express delivery is an excellent idea.

However, there was exchanges going on in the conference room, and the door with the drones buzzing became a little lively.

"Mr. Zhang, my leader will come over for inspection later. I'll go with you to the factory first, so that your factory can make some preparations in advance. It must be cleaned to leave a good impression..."

"Brother, it seems we didn't invite you to this meeting, right?"

Zhang Yuanlai looked at the young man in front of him who was more than ten years younger than him in confusion, his eyes full of confusion.

The list of participants he saw had already arrived, and he received them one by one.

While he was preparing for the meeting, he suddenly received a call from the guard room saying that a leader was coming to inspect.

Zhang Yuanlai's first reaction was that it was over.

Things didn't go well, and it was going to affect the drinking session with the master. But when he came to the door, he looked at the man in front of him who was more than ten years younger than himself, not about thirty years old.

In terms of appearance, he is not extremely handsome, but his whole person is very clean.

Zhang Yuan came to examine it and seriously thought about who he had missed.

"invite?"

Hearing this, Pe Ping looked at the middle-aged man in front of him seriously, and realized that the other man didn't seem to be joking, and his expression suddenly became a little confused.

"What meeting are you holding?" Pei Ping asked with some confusion.

"A little meeting."

Zhang Yuan immediately realized that the person in front of him was definitely not on the invitation list.

I thought it was because I didn't do my job well... Zhang Yuanlai breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's good. Our leaders will sit in and learn about the development of your company." Pei Ping had a smile on his face.

But after he finished speaking, he suddenly clearly saw the change in the expression on the other person's face. He had never seen such a precise expression before.

The scrutinizing look in his eyes was like that, after just a few dishes, he had such an expression?

? ? ?

Peping instinctively pondered this intriguing and thought-provoking change in expression.

At this time, Pei Ping listened to the other party's embarrassed words:

"Brother, it's not that I don't want you to participate in the meeting, it's just that...you and your leadership may not be of a sufficient level?" Zhang Yuanlai looked a little embarrassed.

Pei Ping laughed immediately. He actually laughed angrily. In Yucheng, it was said that there were meetings that he could not attend. Yes, there were meetings, but there were also meetings that his leaders could not attend.

This is a bit funny.

But before Peping's temper got better, a car appeared outside the factory.

Then, a capable middle-aged man got out of the car.

Miao Fu frowned slightly and saw Pei Ping who was obviously blocked at the gate.

"What's going on?" Miao Fu asked in a deep voice.

"Boss, they are going to hold a small meeting and won't let us in. They also say that our level is not enough." Pei Ping told the truth. He has been in Yucheng for many years, but this is the first time he has encountered such an incompetent company. .

This is the first time I have seen local parents and officials being so tough.

Miao Fu was stunned for a moment. Before he got out of the car, he actually thought about many reasons.

But I didn't expect this.

"Is that really what you said?" Miao Fu asked Zhang Yuanlai, and he couldn't help but wonder if Pei Ping was causing trouble for the company.

"yes."

"What level of meeting am I not qualified to participate in?" Miao Fu was not angry, but asked curiously.

"National level."

"...."

When Miao Fu heard this, his expression froze. He looked at Zhang Yuanlai, who was a little younger than him. He responded to him seriously, making him shake his head involuntarily:

"Brother, we don't mean any harm. We just saw your performance when we were watching dragon boats. We want to understand and investigate your factory to see if you encounter any difficulties so that we can help you solve them."

Miao Fu patiently said, "A national company has appeared in Yucheng's territory. This is also good news for Yucheng."

But after saying that, Miao Fu still looked at the embarrassed expression on the other person's face.

Miao Fu even said directly:

"If you are really not qualified to observe, then I will wait for you to finish your work and wait at the door." Miao Fu's temper also increased.

"real?"

"real!"

Miao Fu nodded vigorously. Are you kidding me? It's similar to what Pei Ping thought. Yucheng still has a meeting for which he is not qualified?

He can enter any meeting held in Yucheng, even if he is serving tea and water, right?

"Forget it, just wait here. Follow me to the office and wait there."

Zhang Yuanlai thought for a while and then called Miao Fu in.

Miao Fu looked at this serious look and didn't say anything, just followed behind him.

While looking carefully, he followed the other person into the office. The door number also read General Manager.

"You just sit here and wait, Xiao Chen, take care of the two leaders." Zhang Yuanlai asked the administrator to greet the two.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang."

"Stop being lazy."

Zhang Yuanlai made a solemn explanation, and then left the office with confidence.

Just kidding, can the leader who serves Yucheng have a drink with the prince?

That's definitely not possible.

The people he wants to serve are also the people who are about to attend the meeting.

Military industry, scientific research, education...

This is what Zhang Yuanlai thinks is the key to being able to have a drink with the master. At this time, he naturally has to appear in the conference room... to bring tea and water.

"Little brother, take us to the conference room to have a look?" Miao Fu frowned slightly. When he just stepped into the office building, he already felt that the atmosphere in the office building was quite wrong.

People walked around from time to time, checking some facilities.

Almost every window was guarded by someone, and as they walked into the general manager's office, two sturdy figures stood at the door.

Under house arrest? Or was he being followed?

Miao Fu thought it was a bit ridiculous, but for safety reasons, he signaled Pei Ping with his eyes.

Pei Ping naturally understood what the leader meant, and quietly walked to the window to make a phone call.

Just a few simple and clear words, Pei Ping's eyes suddenly condensed when he hung up the phone.

"Leader..."

Pei Ping immediately shouted in a low voice.

Miao Fu, frowning, stood up and walked to the window, and suddenly his face paused.

Because below him, he suddenly saw a group of officers in formal attire, among whom there was a general star, and dozens of officers and soldiers at all levels.

In addition, all the people were middle-aged men in suits with white linings, and their faces were serious.

The glittering shoulder badges and the general star, talking and laughing with a group of people, obviously, even if their rank was not as high as his, it would not be much lower.

This made Miao Fu and Pei Ping look at each other.

Because they found a possible very realistic problem, their rank seemed to be really not enough.

Those security guards were from the army...Miao Fu thought of something at once, and subconsciously glanced at the two people standing at the door.

"That's Director Pang from the Development and Reform Commission." Miao Fu was completely stunned.

Because he saw Director Pang standing far behind a large crowd of people, talking and laughing with people on his face as he went to the meeting room.

Seeing Director Pang like this, Miao Fu knew that he really didn't even have the qualifications to wait at the door of the meeting room.

This is the Development and Reform Commission, and the whole of China looks up to it.

Not to mention their Yucheng, even if it is a department that Shenzhen City cannot avoid for reform, he can only watch from afar when he goes to Yanjing for a meeting.

But now, he was actually in the crowd, hanging behind a large group of people.

"Leader..." Pei Ping wanted to say something.

But he was interrupted by Miao Fu's wave.

"Wait."

Miao Fu sat on the sofa expressionlessly, slowly closing his eyes, but his heart was not so calm.

"That... As far as I know, this meeting lasted for three days."

Xiao Chen, who was arranged by Zhang Yuan to receive Miao Fu and Pei Ping, said sympathetically.

"Then we will say goodbye first, and make an appointment to visit later." Miao Fu opened his eyes in an instant and said politely.

After a slight pause, he asked in a gentle tone: "By the way, who was that general manager just now?"

"That's the general manager of our Mingti UAV."

"Can I get a name tag." Miao Fu pointed to the office table.

"Sure."

Xiao Chen thought for a while and nodded.

In the end, Miao Fu left, taking Pei Ping with him, but after leaving the Mingti UAV factory, he couldn't help looking back at the Mingti UAV factory.

I never thought that there was a real dragon in Yucheng.

This made Miao Fu look down at the business card in his hand and he couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Let's find a few more companies to look at." Miao Fu looked up at the sky and said in a deep voice.

"Leader, there are two companies next to it, and they seem to be developing very well. Why don't we go there to inspect them?" Pei Ping didn't dare to offend the leader now, so he suggested.

After leaving the Mingti UAV factory, Pei Ping now understood that it was indeed not qualified.

The director of the Development and Reform Commission was like a little Karami, what were they?

"Okay, I've bought this Bojia fishing gear before, let's take a look at this paint factory first."

Miao Fu pondered for a moment, and went back like this after coming out, so he might as well go to the other two companies to look at them.

Mingti UAV and they were not qualified, so the two next to them were not.

Just as he stepped into the paint factory, Miao Fu regretted it instantly, because the guards with guns and live ammunition appeared in front of him, their eyes full of seriousness and scrutiny.

Pei Ping was also confused, and he also regretted his question a little, and he wanted to slap himself twice.

Faced with armed security, the two were invited to have tea.

After about five or six minutes, some communication was faintly heard.

"The comrade who is responsible for the safety of the Chinese land has returned, and the other party's identity is correct."

"Then release it?"

"Let it go, pay attention to the rising reputation of the Mingti drone, and be rigorous to avoid some lawless elements."

Hearing such a conversation vaguely, Miao Fu had no temper at all.

Coming out of the Bojia Paint Factory, Miao Fu was expressionless, and his eyes fell on the Bojia Fishing Tackle Factory next to him.

Miao Fu couldn't control his cursing in his heart.

Military enterprises are military enterprises, but they turned out to be like this.

A paint, a fishing tackle, who knew that the Bojia fishing tackle he bought was just a superficial appearance, and the real identity was also a military factory.

Miao Fu looked a little autistic, and his eyes fell on a factory next to him.

Yuanlai Garment Factory.

Miao Fu and Pei Ping's eyes were deep as they looked at the garment factory. It was obvious that production was in full swing inside, and the walls were built very high.

It was just this wall that made Miao Fu and Pei Ping's hearts skip a beat.

"Leader....why don't you inspect this one?" Pei Ping said weakly, a little uncertain.

Because a tightly sealed truck happened to appear in the garment factory, as if there was something shameful inside.

Pei Ping was scared. This was the first time that he was a small supervisor in the local area and was scared in his own area.

"Go back, make sure to make an appointment in advance for future inspections and confirm the nature of the company."

Miao Fu also saw it and waved his hand.

When leaving, Miao Fu took a deep look at the four companies, feeling a sense of frustration that he wanted to scold but couldn't.

Let's not talk about the drone factory.

But paint, fishing gear, clothing.....

Miao Fu had to admit that the military's companies were good at disguising themselves, and they actually disguised themselves as these three things.

He had also bought Bojia fishing gear, which was indeed quite good.

If this was the case, paint and clothing might also have products on the market?

Miao Fu muttered in his heart. Although today's experience was a bit bizarre, he felt that Yucheng's one acre and three points of land seemed to be able to be explored more.

If it weren't for today's incident, he wouldn't have known that there were four military companies in Yucheng.

"When were these three companies established?" Miao Fu asked curiously after getting in the car.

Pei Ping immediately called to ask, and replied: "Bojia Fishing Gear and Yuanlai Garment were established at the same time."

"Please buy me a product of Yuanlai Garment on the market."

Miao Fu explained that this is a product of a military company on the market, in other words, it is military-grade.

Looking at the products of Bojia Fishing Gear, there has never been such a smooth fishing rod. Although it is expensive, it is indeed expensive for a reason.

"Good leader."

Pei Ping nodded and recorded the leader's needs.

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Yanjing.

The cultural and art department of the Ministry of the Navy, in terms of the overall conference room, is not too large.

At this time, the conference room was full of people, and at this time, their eyes were all on the projector playing.

Deep lines appeared in the conference room.

"Even if there is only one soldier left in the Tang Dynasty, we must resist outside the territory of the Tang Dynasty."

"Kill!!"

The ups and downs of the killing sound, even through the projection, can also feel the full of murderous aura.

Looking at the border residents who donated their surplus food in the projector, the people in the conference room seemed to have returned to the war-torn era.

How similar to resisting foreign enemies at that time.

How similar to the united city when they had just recovered from a long illness and were about to cross the river again.

The Tang flags are all Tang land, and the last figure fell, still holding up the flag.

The people in the conference room felt the same, and some emotional women wiped their eyes.

"It's a great shot." A middle-aged woman in a white angular uniform and well-maintained wiped her eyes.

The cultural workers of the Haibu Department are still a unit, to put it bluntly, and she has a deep passion for this land.

There is a lonely loyal in Mobei, holding the Tang sword until death.

Those unknown people have many moving stories in their eyes. Behind each story, how could it be so easy to achieve under the current situation at that time?

The border residents are united, just to exchange one more knife, one more arrow, and raise more food and grass.

For fifty years, they fought to the death.

All died for their country.

The sad and tragic scene, the sun suddenly rose again, and the morning light rose and the sun fell on the young face.

It made her really feel that time has changed. The reinforcements that she had waited for a lifetime for fifty years to guard the border are here!

The tragic epic of a lonely city and white-haired soldiers.

A hundred years ago, every inch of the mountains and rivers was stained with blood, and 100,000 young people and 100,000 soldiers fought one after another.

Now, rebuild the mountains and rivers and create the world again.

How dare we forget the changes in history, and how can we forget them?

Time is evolving and the terrain is changing.

The situation is changing, but what remains unchanged is the military spirit that has been passed down, and the hope that comes after fighting.

For a long time, there was silence in the conference room. Song Ying wiped the corners of her eyes and gently exhaled a breath of turbid air.

The Haibu Wengong has singing and dancing blood, but not directing blood. She and others were indeed dissatisfied before, but now the long silence expresses everything.

The projector ended and the lights came on.

"I think it's okay." The man in his fifties sitting in the center, wearing a white uniform, had very strong wrinkles on his face.

"Thank you, captain."

A crisp response.

The people sitting in the conference room unconsciously fell on a beautiful girl, with a sweet smile on her delicate face.

Shen Zhi sounded in the conference room. .

"Well shot."

"It's really well shot. I'm moved to tears. If I were twenty years younger, I would also join the army."

"Aren't you in the army now?"

"That's different."

A group of people echoed, congratulated, and communicated with each other.

Liu Yifei clasped her hands together and smiled, "Thank you, thank you everyone."

Getting the approval of her colleagues, Liu Yifei's heart finally settled down a little.

"Yifei, you go back first, I'll take a look at it, if there is no problem, we will release it at a suitable time."

"Okay, captain."

Liu Yifei responded respectfully and left the meeting room.

Looking at the back of the departing figure, the captain with a somewhat old face also sighed:

"Now this world really belongs to you young people."

"Captain, she is young, but I am not young anymore. I am almost fifty years old." Song Ying shook his head, his eyes also showing some emotion.

"It's not bad. The future belongs to you. Your position change will be officially announced next month. By then, you will be the deputy troupe of the Ministry of Culture and Art."

"Thank you, Captain."