Chapter 96

"This is my youngest son." Fan Heng introduced with some embarrassment.

"Oh—" the two of them suddenly realized, no wonder they resembled Fan Heng so much, they were a father and son in the first place.

However, the two couldn't help but look down on Fan Heng, thinking that his son was actually making trouble here on such a formal occasion, Fan Heng, the mayor, was a bit too careless.

"The reorganization of Panshi Heavy Industry and Panshi Glass Factory was completed under his leadership." Seeing that the two of them seemed to disapprove of Fan Wubing, he casually said.

"Ah?!" When Fan Heng said this, the two of them were startled. Thinking that Fan Heng would not talk nonsense about this kind of matter, they all turned their eyes to the other side, wanting to take a look at Fan Heng. What is the difference between my son.

Fan Heng said again, "If the cement plant and the steel plant want to turn around, they must be reorganized, but there is no fund in the city. If you want to find funds, you should negotiate with Mr. Fan. There will be no problem after reviewing the plan.”

President Fan? Following the direction of Fan Heng's finger, the two saw Fan Wubing who was bowing his head in deep thought.

At this time, Fan Wubing finally finished designing his own plan, raised his head and said, "Well, you can talk to my subordinates about specific matters. What I care about is that there are no problems in the general direction. I will leave the phone call to you guys." After discussing it, we can submit a draft.”

Fan Wubing said again, "Let me ask now, if your two factories get enough funds, will they be able to produce the products I want in a short period of time?" After speaking, Fan Wubing pulled out two The list was handed to the two factory directors respectively.

The two felt a little weird when they heard Fan Wubing talking here, but when they saw the list Fan Wubing handed over. I couldn't help but gasped at the same time, my good guy, what a shopping list this is!

"This, we have to go back and discuss with the engineers before we can answer." The two said in unison.

Well, Fan Wubing nodded, this is a more responsible answer, if he just slapped his head and answered that there is no problem, then it would be a ghost! So he replied, "Very well, call me after the discussion. Remember. We must fully consider the current technical reserves, don't be too ambitious, and set as many goals as you can eat."

Both of them nodded to express their understanding, and then they took their leave and left. Take those two lists and go back to find someone to study.

"Are you so relieved to let them set their own goals?" Fan Heng asked a little puzzled.

"There's nothing to worry about,

Professional things should be handed over to professional talents! "Fan Wubing replied naturally, with a suspicious look on his face. Use an unsuspecting expression. However, this expression collapsed after not persisting for a long time. Fan Wubing explained to his father Fan Heng with a hey smile, "Actually, I I have already sent people over to find out the bottom line, and I probably know it in my heart. Now it is just a test of their professional ethics. If two people can use it, I don't bother to change too many people. "

That's what it says. But in fact, once the company is reorganized and the equity changes, Fan Wubing will definitely send his own people to serve as important leaders of the company, especially in terms of finance and personnel. He said that he is too lazy to change too many people , only on a technical level.

Fan Heng nodded and said, "I've been busy all afternoon, have you come up with that plan yet?"

"It's all here—" Fan Wubing handed the things he sketched to his father Fan Heng.

Fan Heng took it. Reviewed it from beginning to end. Some agreed and said, "It looks more organized. It seems that Panshi's literary and artistic talents are really withered. The original plan is simply a mess. ()"

After a few more glances, Fan Heng pointed to some of the songs in doubt and asked, "Why haven't I heard these two songs before?"

"Currently made up." Fan Wubing replied boldly, without the slightest blush.

"Currently made up?!" Fan Heng frowned suddenly, "This is a July 1st party, a very serious occasion, how can you put your freshly made up thing on it? Don't make mistakes?"

"How about you don't need to express your opinion yet, just look at the words first." Fan Wubing handed the lyrics of "Story in Spring" to his father, Fan Heng, for him to read.

"In 1979, it was a spring—" Fan Heng picked up the lyrics and began to read, but because Fan Wubing didn't compose the music, he couldn't find it, but it seemed a bit too that, So Fan Heng said, "Aren't you a bit of a sycophant and a sycophant?"

Fan Heng's heart is still a traditional intellectual, and he really can't do something like this kind of obvious praise, so he hesitates at the moment.

But Fan Wubing said, "If you don't take pictures, someone else will take pictures. The secret of being an official is just to brag about taking pictures. What's more, he is indeed worthy of praise. Think about the days before seven or six years ago, and then look at it." Nowadays, do you think it is difficult to sing a few words of praise?"

"If you say it this way, this is an act that reflects social conditions and public opinion. It has to be done for it?" Fan Heng felt that what his son said was almost like the truth, and he couldn't find the words to refute it, so he couldn't help asking a little funny road.

Fan Wubing said with a smile, "In ancient times, there was an old saying that people's hearts can be used! People's hearts can also be used!"

"It's all nonsense——" Fan Heng said with a smile, "but it's a bit inappropriate to start from the beginning again? Is it a discordant voice to do this at the July 1st party? The words are very good, but I'm afraid that people will associate them come!"

Fan Heng's worries are not without reason. There are many precedents for misfortune. The lyrics of "Start Over" reflect the mentality of laid-off workers. It is only positive, but when the glass factory closed down and went bankrupt At that time, the cadre who hanged himself and several other tragic examples cannot but remind people of the scene at that time.

"That depends on how clever the handling is." Fan Wubing replied confidently.

"So what do you say?" Fan Heng was stunned. Hearing what his son said, it was obvious that there was a perfect way.

Fan Wubing said, "I'm going to let the workers from the original glass factory and Panshi Heavy Industry sing this song."

Oh, Fan Heng's eyes lit up, this is very appropriate, looking back at the past, thinking about the confusion and helplessness at that time, and then looking at the current spirit, being set off by this song, it really means a lot of ambition, I can't help but He smiled and said, "You kid, you have the most ghost ideas. Okay, you go talk to Liu Jipeng, and say that I agree in principle, and let him talk to Secretary Chen. Well, I will ask Secretary Han to accompany you. Get over there!"

So Fan Wubing found Liu Jipeng accompanied by Han Jin. At this time, Liu Jipeng was watching the rehearsal in the auditorium of the municipal party committee.

I saw about a hundred or ten people rehearsing in the auditorium, and there was a chorus of thirty people on the stage. The leaders of the following cities were watching, but they were quite decent, but everyone's enthusiasm was obviously not very high. , the mood is not very full, Fan Wubing saw that it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, and asked the person next to him, and said that the rehearsal started at two o'clock.

"This time has been delayed for too long, and it has no effect." Fan Wubing said to Han Jin. Han Jin replied with concern, "Yeah, I did the same thing last year. I occupied the stage for three hours, and my calf was about to twist. How can I still have the strength to sing?"

So Fan Wubing walked to Liu Jipeng's side and said to him, "Uncle Liu, let's rest for a while."

"Hehe, Wubing is here? Secretary Han is here too—" Liu Jipeng was not at ease watching from the audience. The people above were passive and sabotage, and he was also sullen watching from below. Accompanied by Han Jin, I suddenly felt that someone was suffering together this time.

"This is a new proposal. The repertoire has not been added much. The order has been rearranged and the recitations for each scene have been added." Fan Wubing handed his proposal to Liu Jipeng, and then asked, "I see Everyone is tired, let's take a rest first, anyway, the effect is not obvious."

Liu Jipeng focused on Fan Wubing's plan, and nodded upon hearing the words, "Okay, but I have to continue practicing at night. I will let go of the sheep right now, and it's not easy to arrange dinner later."

"Where to eat?" Fan Wubing asked casually.

"City government hotel, it seems to be stewed with steamed buns." A staff member next to Liu Jipeng replied.

"Well, it's a bit simple." Fan Wubing thought for a while, and then said something to Han Jin.

After Han Jin heard this, he picked up the microphone and shouted to the people above, "Everyone stop for a while, you are tired now, take a rest and practice again, and don't eat steamed buns and stewed vegetables at night, the leaders of the city look Everyone worked hard, and specially arranged a sumptuous dinner, and everyone will go together later. Although this performance is a political mission, it is also sponsored by a manufacturer. Secretary Fan said that if it goes well, there will be differences according to the ranking of the program. The bonus for this time is for everyone!"

Hearing what Han Jin said, the emotions of the participants were immediately mobilized, and they all responded with enthusiastic cheers.

Liu Jipeng curled his lips after hearing this, thinking that the father and son of the old Fan's family are from the same passer-by, and they should be lured first in everything.