svetikya Chapter 392 The weasel pays New Year’s greetings to the chicken!
Chapter 392 The weasel pays New Year’s greetings to the chicken!
He knew it.
The weasel will not pay New Year's greetings to the chicken for no reason.
It seems that Director Wang is here to beg for alms.
This was the first time Chen Feng heard of this.
After all, in his understanding, the street office is a state agency, and it actually begs for alms.
Tut tut...
It's really surprising!
Director Wang saw that Chen Feng didn't say anything for a long time after listening, so he suddenly spoke awkwardly.
"Chief Chen, I have no choice but to resort to this measure. The New Year is almost here, but we still have some shortage of supplies to comfort the old revolutionaries and the families of the old martyrs."
"The steel mill and other state-owned enterprises have provided us with some support, but as you know, this year is difficult and no one has any surplus food."
"But Section Chief Chen, you are different! You have many connections and know many people. I have come here shamelessly just to see if you can lend a helping hand."
"But don't worry, Chief Chen. We don't need much. Two thousand kilograms of fine grain will be enough."
Two thousand kilograms of fine grain is no problem at all for Chen Feng.
Now he has plenty of food like this in his farm space.
But he wouldn't take it out happily!
Like I said before, if you get things too easily, something bad will happen.
"this······"
Chen Feng looked embarrassed.
"Director Wang, I'm not trying to shirk responsibility. You know the situation. All the materials I purchased during this period have been handed over to the factory. I don't have that much food. Otherwise, you can talk to our factory director and ask the factory to spare some."
"After all, no matter how hard it is, we can't let those old comrades and the families of martyrs suffer!"
Director Wang was somewhat disappointed by Chen Feng's answer.
As for Chen Feng's proposal, it was simply a joke to her.
If the steel mill could still support them, Yang Weimin would not have brought her to Chen Feng.
what?
Let the factory allocate some of it.
When Yang Weimin heard this, he almost jumped up.
The steel rolling mill had already supported the subdistrict office with 4,000 kilograms of grain. Those 4,000 kilograms were saved by them through their frugality.
If they take out another 2,000 kilograms, what will happen to the welfare of their steel mill workers?
If there are no benefits in the factory during the New Year.
He was afraid that the employees would smash the windows of his house on the night of the 30th.
Fortunately, Director Wang was reasonable and did not agree with Chen Feng's words, making things difficult for him.
Since Director Wang is so considerate, Yang Weimin doesn't want to let Director Wang make a wasted trip.
More friends mean more paths, right?
Ahem...
Yang Weimin coughed.
"Xiao Chen! You know the situation in our factory. It's difficult for the factory. We really can't provide any extra supplies. You have a wide network of contacts and know many people. Why don't you ask around and see if anyone has any supplies? Our factory will pay to buy them back. What do you think?"
The steel mill has no shortage of money.
During the planned economy era, the steel rolling mill, as one of the largest factories in the city, was fully loaded with tasks.
Where there is a mission, there is money.
What is the point of money if you don’t first hand over the food that grows from the ground.
To put it bluntly, it's just a piece of paper.
If necessary, just print it.
But there is no food!
If a disaster really happens, no matter how much money you have, you won’t be able to buy food.
Yang Weimin is very clear about this.
That's why he said that.
Two thousand kilograms of fine grain only cost one thousand eight hundred yuan. This amount of money was nothing to their steel mill.
But if I use this little money to make Director Wang owe me a favor, it would be very worthwhile.
hehe·····
Chen Feng smiled!
He knew exactly what Yang Weimin was planning.
But again, there is no need to be confrontational.
This matter was indeed not difficult for him.
The reason why he didn't agree to it outright was just to give them the chance to push their luck.
"Director, look at what you said. It's not that I don't want to help, but I'm wondering if those units can still come up with so much food."
"After all, those old comrades and the families of martyrs have sacrificed so much for the country. As the Spring Festival approaches, a joyous day, we certainly have the obligation to solve the worries of the martyrs' families and old comrades."
"However, you and Director Wang need to give me some time for these things, right?"
"Yes, yes... Chief Chen, we are the ones who are anxious."
"This is my office phone number. If you have any news, please contact me as soon as possible!"
Although Chen Feng did not agree immediately, everyone was a smart person. Since Chen Feng said so, it was almost certain.
If she keeps chasing after him, then she is being immature.
Yang Weimin also breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Chen Feng agreed, he wouldn't have to worry about it.
After achieving their goal, Director Wang and Yang Weimin also left.
Although Yang Weimin wanted to talk to Chen Feng about something else, he couldn't say anything more since Director Wang was there.
Anyway, it will take some time for Lou Bancheng to deal with that matter, so he still has time.
After watching the two men leave, Chen Feng went to the purchasing department, gave some instructions, and then rode away from the steel mill on his bike.
Although he has the supplies, he still needs to make it look good.
Otherwise, if someone with ulterior motives finds out the problem, he will be in trouble.
Chen Feng spent two days like this.
Morning of the third day.
Chen Fengcai appeared at the Nanluoguxiang Street Office with a smile on his face.
"Chief Chen, please sit down..."
The moment Director Wang saw Chen Feng, his eyes lit up and he enthusiastically poured water and made tea, almost treating Chen Feng like a idol.
"Director Wang, there's no need to bother..."
Chen Feng said politely.
Director Wang certainly wouldn't take this seriously.
"Chief Chen, that won't work. If this gets out, people will say that I, Wang Shuhong, don't know how to behave!"
Got it!
Since the other party said this, Chen Feng naturally had nothing to say.
When the tea was in hand, Director Wang looked at me expectantly.
"Chief Chen, are you here this time?"
Good news, it must be good news!
Although Director Wang knew that everything would be fine if Chen Feng came.
But as long as Chen Feng didn't say it himself, she wouldn't dare to be careless.
"Director Wang, it's like this..."
Chen Feng put down the teacup and spoke slowly.
"After my contacts over the past few days, the grain problem has finally been solved. As long as the steel mill pays the money, the grain will be shipped over the day after tomorrow."
Really?
"That's great, Chief Chen. I thank you on behalf of those old comrades and the families of the martyrs!"
Director Wang stood up in surprise.
Although she was mentally prepared, she was still surprised when Chen Feng finished speaking.
At the same time, she finally had a clear understanding of Chen Feng's abilities.
No wonder Yang Weimin was so polite to Chen Feng.
If she were Yang Weimin, it would probably be the same.
"No, no, Director Wang, you are too polite. This is what I should do."
Chen Feng spoke from his heart. Regardless of what happened in the future, he recognized the contributions of those old comrades.
Within the scope of my ability, I will try my best to help out.
Director Wang was impressed by Chen Feng's attitude.
"If everyone was like Section Chief Chen, the lives of the martyrs' families in our street wouldn't be so difficult!"
Even though she is the director of a subdistrict office and has a good status, every family has its own problems.
It’s difficult for her too!
Director Wang’s words moved Chen Feng’s heart, and he asked as if inadvertently.
"By the way, Director Wang, you know I live in Compound No. 95. I heard that the deaf old lady who lived in our compound is also a family member of a martyr, but I don't think I've seen the staff of the street office send any gifts to the deaf old lady before."