Chapter Forty-Three Leaving the Machinery Factory

  As soon as I came out of the Great Hall of the People, I saw a row of buses waiting, with names such as "Ministry of Petroleum", "Ministry of Coal" and "Ministry of Health" written in red on a white background.

  These are the cars taking them to the oral hearing at the Ministry of Justice.

  Su Cheng was just about to get on the bus when a young man rushed up from behind, panting and smiling: "Director Su? We've prepared a special car for you."

  "Private car?"

  "Make it easy for yourself. Come with me." The young man quickly led him to a Crown car.

  It will still be a pretty good official car in 10 years. Su Cheng hesitated and got on, the driver started the car.

  Upon arrival at the Petroleum Department, Director Liu did not appear in person, but including the Minister, 5 leaders consistently maintained a warm smile, making Su feel like a spring breeze. The grandeur and temperament that he had seen before in the department were nowhere to be found.

  Arrived at Guoyi Hotel, Comrade Su Cheng once again felt warm and friendly reception.

  The responsible manager followed him closely, arranging food and drinks, and finally gave him a luxurious suite in European style to rest before making the report.

  As the first reception hall of the State Council, this luxurious suite is absolutely luxurious. With an area of over 300 square meters, it can be called the first. This was China in 1987, a four-story small villa dared to occupy several acres of land, and the value of its 300 square meters exceeded that of 2000 square meters in later generations. In comparison, those suites with hundreds of square meters claiming to be presidential suites are simply weak.

  Such a room could never be a normal arrangement for everyone. Su Cheng thought of the strange changes in these two days, rested for a while, and then found the manager to ask: "Who arranged for me to live in this room?"

  "Secretary Liu of the Communist Youth League."

  "Oh? Why?" Su Cheng was certain he didn't know any Secretary Liu.

  The manager smiled and said, "I don't know about this."

  Su Cheng nodded slightly and went through everything that would happen in Beijing from start to finish, finally focusing on the old man he met yesterday.

  Finally, after rummaging through his memories, he recalled a name: Su Zhengguo!

  Su Cheng couldn't help but laugh bitterly, he had not only a cheap dad, but also a cheap grandpa.

  This old man is quite cheap, but he's indeed a high-ranking official with great power and a kind face.

  However, Su Cheng currently has no intention of relying on others. After all, his identity is just that of a illegitimate child, and if he achieves some success and gets patted on the shoulder, it would be a joke.

  If it's just for a comfortable life, with his current situation, doing finance is much better than being a blood-recognizing relative.

  Chinese high-ranking officials are comfortable, but they still have to work from 9 to 5 and drink and laugh, which is not as good as the life of foreign billionaires. Except for the pleasure of being a big shot in the mountains, the quality of life is three to five levels lower. If it weren't so, why would those high-ranking officials' children flock to settle abroad?

  Can't stand the hard work and mental labor in officialdom.

  Su Cheng was also unwilling to enter officialdom.

  He stood up with an unreadable expression, went out and headed for the report hall.

  The manager followed behind, but was nervous for a while.

  Su Cheng was arranged to give his report in second place as expected.

  Compared to the first speaker, his attention will not decrease, and the tension will be greatly reduced. On the other hand, with the first person as a benchmark, the level of his report is also easier to demonstrate.

  The host's painstaking efforts were all in vain, simply because Su Zhen Guo patted him on the shoulder, which left Su Cheng also smiling wryly.

  However, he didn't take advantage of this opportunity and casually made a report before turning around and leaving, which left Su Xing bewildered.

  The latter followed Su Cheng for two days, thinking every day about how to prevent him from meeting with the old man.

  Unexpectedly, Su Cheng finished his report and directly rushed to the train station. He didn't get off the train until it left.

  Su Xing stood on the platform in a daze, thinking to himself: Is this guy an idiot?

  He shook his head and put the matter behind him.

  ……

  Dongji de dongying, xiao suo you chongman huoli.

  Translation:

  The winter Dongying is desolate yet full of vitality.

  Xiao Pang shook off his clothes and got out of the green leather car, then, as if serving an old Buddha, he caught Su Cheng and nodded and bowed: "Master, you walk slowly."

  Su Cheng glared at him and shook off his hand.

  Xiao Pang didn't get annoyed and ran to catch up, laughing and asking: "Master, when are we going to take over that abandoned oil field?"

  "Wait for two more days." Su Cheng felt helpless towards Xiao Pang's enthusiasm. However, he also had a subtle excitement in his heart.

  Back in the office, I hadn't even tidied up yet when Lin Yonggui's secretary came to invite me: "Su Ke, Secretary Lin is waiting for you."

  So, Su Cheng slipped out of the room again amidst the envy of an office worker.

  Outside Lin Yonggui's office, there were always officials waiting to report on their work. Su Cheng waited for a moment before cutting in and smilingly asked, "Secretary Lin."

  "Here." Lin Yonggui wrote a few words on the documents on the table, closed it and smiled: "Little Su, this time you went out, you actually launched a very large satellite."

  Su Cheng was dressed in confusion, "Ah" sound.

  Lin Yonggui suddenly smiled, waved his hand and said: "You tell me, the Petroleum Department gave us a task of 5,000 oil extraction machines per year, a total of 20,000 units, how can we complete this?"

  Su Cheng let out a soft "hiss" and said, "I still don't know what's going on. If you're really worried that it can't be done, just assign some of it to the Jinshi General Factory. Du Lijun will definitely thank you profusely."

  "You young man, even a deputy director can arrange for you." Lin Yonggui's tone was much more amiable, but he said: "We old men discussed it and decided to send you to the machinery factory instead. You'll be in charge of production as the deputy factory head, your rank will remain unchanged for now, and you must ensure that the tasks assigned by the ministry are completed with guaranteed quality and quantity!"

  Su Cheng was really stunned this time. The technical level of the Victory Oilfield Machinery Factory is generally average, but its scale is not small, and the factory director is at the deputy departmental level, while the deputy factory director is already at the full departmental level.

  Although the level remains the same, too much power has been added.

  At least... Du Li Jun had to lick his own toes.

  Thinking of this, Su Cheng couldn't help but laugh.

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