Chapter 82: Rushing into the Imperial Capital

  December 10th.

  Su Cheng, Xiao Pang, Qin Yun and Huo Chang put on their new woolen suits and took a plane to Beijing.

  As the year-end approaches, running to Beijing is a normal state of affairs. Whether it's policy or funding, not running is definitely not an option. Just casually run around and change tens of routes, no problem at all.

  If Su Cheng didn't understand and didn't run, then he would be a pure and good young man. But he clearly knew the benefits of running to the department, and if he still didn't go, that would be foolish and stupid. Although Dahua Industry is a joint venture company, it after all contains state-owned capital components. If you don't run, how can you get preferential policies? Just "equivalent to overseas Chinese investment" shell, reduced the tax burden of tens of millions of Dahua Industry, those coastal economic zones factories, got more preferential treatment than Su Cheng, and development would be faster.

  The plane was a Boeing 747SP wide-body model, almost the best at that time. However, sitting in first class still felt slightly cramped and noisy.

  Su Cheng exerted himself and shifted his body slightly, suddenly smelling a strong smell of smoke.

  "What's with the smoke smell!" He immediately stood up and looked around.

  Two meters in front of him, a wisp of smoke rose slowly and got closer and closer.

  "Ah, it's here." A light smoke floated by, and a cadre wearing a blue Zhongshan suit sat down beside Su Cheng.

  Smoke!

  Su City was shocked and puzzled.

  Is this an airplane? This is a rural minibus.

  The gentleman next to me seems to be enjoying the first-class smoking experience, puffing on a Phoenix cigarette, smoking with a dazed expression. The flight attendants passing by smile sweetly, reminding everyone to fasten their seatbelts, but they ignore this guy's smoke-spewing behavior.

  In the 1980s it was really cool, you could smoke on planes.

  "Suzhou had no choice but to ask: 'Huang Ping, Old Huo, is there any tobacco?'"

  "Hey, little brother, take a drag of mine." The man on the edge of Su City was very polite and pulled out a Phoenix brand cigarette.

  "Thanks." Su Cheng lit up without hesitation.

  "It's better than second-hand smoke anyway." He comforted himself like this.

  The flight attendant suddenly leaned down gently and, with a smile, silently fastened his seatbelt for him.

  Su's lips trembled. He almost poked the cigarette into the flight attendant's hat.

  This service is too soul-stirring!

  Su Cheng saw off the flight attendant and thought to himself: Actually, the 1980s were quite happy times.

  The official next to him closed his eyes and rested. His lips moved slightly, like a fish's gills.

  Unfortunately, what he spat out was smoke.

  After the flight stabilized, the flight attendants began serving drinks. Su Cheng clearly saw a bottle of Maotai among them.

  Good, indeed wine and tobacco are inseparable.

  Xiao Pang unhesitatingly ordered a cup of Maotai, while Qin Yun chose champagne. Others also mostly opted for foreign wines. Although the price of Maotai has risen steadily over the years, at that time it was only around 10 yuan, and people who could afford to spend over 400 yuan on airfare wouldn't be bothered by such a small amount.

  The flight attendants are still good-looking, with healthy complexions and white shirts that complement each other. Making the dull journey not so boring.

  Of course, Xiao Pang has Qin Yun by his side, so he can only pretend to be a good person.

  Before getting off the plane, everyone also received a folding fan embroidered with an orchid pattern. The quality is quite good, and it's finely crafted.

  Many passengers were in high spirits as a result.

  Su Cheng thought to herself, nowadays most people who take planes are on business trips, and the services provided on the plane are obviously just additional expenses that can be reimbursed.

  Xiao Pang familiarly hailed a taxi and smiled, "I've taken planes twice before. But I've never sat in first class. Are we really staying at an international hotel?"

  "Uh-huh."

  "This is the most expensive one."

  "We're here for a run, can't let kids get away with it." Su Cheng had no experience running a department, but he did have experience treating guests to meals.

  He Chang's murmurs have a sound, and the mentality of hunting for novelty has taken over.

  However, when he arrived at the hotel, although he had mentally prepared himself, the price of the executive suite at the Beijing International Hotel still left him stunned.

  "It's better to rob than to buy. Is this a hotel or a robbery?" Hao Chang was furious when he saw the price tag. 238 yuan was his salary for three months, and even with the raise, it would still be two months' worth.

  It was barely enough for one night's stay at a restaurant.

  The front desk staff gave a courtesy smile.

  "Don't bother him, it's the administrative suite," Su Cheng handed over the cash. The administrative suite had four bedrooms, plus a matching living room, and its grandeur was self-evident.

  To be honest, he also thinks that the price is too expensive. Even if you put it 20 years later, this price would only be enough to stay in a budget hotel.

  "Alright, you can go up to the 23rd floor now, and a service staff will guide you."

  Su Cheng nodded and walked towards the elevator. Huo Chang hesitated for a moment before saying, "Director Su, I'll head to the department first."

  "So anxious?"

  Huo Chang said with a sly smile: "Stay one less day and save one day's money."

  Su Cheng burst out laughing and dragged him towards the elevator, saying: "The technical achievement award isn't being evaluated today, so even if you go, it'll be pointless."

  Huo Chang's task was to apply for the "Technical Achievement Award". The award had already passed the oil field audit, which is at the municipal level, and still needs to be sent to the ministry for review before it can get the provincial-level "Technical Achievement Award", which is not easy.

  Having a provincial "Technical Achievement Award" can be put in the propaganda column and album, which is beneficial to the long-term marketing of products and companies. National level is the best, but the requirements are also high, and it is difficult for inventions like anti-bias grinding equipment to succeed.

  Just after settling into the suite, Su Cheng only had time to touch the long-haired carpet and the log furniture when the phone in the living room rang.

  "Hello."

  "Sir, there is a Mr. Xu Fuyou who would like to see you."

  "Which unit?"

  "He said it was the Petroleum Department."

  "Alright, let him come up." Su Cheng thought for a moment and asked Qin Yun to help with the reception. She was a girl, so even if there were any mistakes or omissions, it would be easier to make amends later on.

  The door was knocked open after a long time, and Xu Fuyu was slightly hesitant to be welcomed in. He said, "May I ask, which one is Mr. Su Cheng?"

  Xu Fuyou called Dahua Industrial and finally figured out Su Cheng's itinerary. Although he didn't quite believe that these people would be staying at the Beijing International Hotel, he still made an inquiry to the front desk.

  I didn't expect these guys to be living in administrative suites.

  Xu Fuyou took a surreptitious glance at the furnishings in the room, feeling that although it was very large, there didn't seem to be anything special about it. According to regulations, only ministerial-level cadres and above were entitled to use such rooms; local cadres occasionally overstepped their bounds, but Beijing officials naturally did not have this privilege.

  "The joint venture factory is really wealthy." Xu Fuyou increasingly wanted his own factory.

  "Director Su is currently unavailable. May I ask what business you have with him?" Qin Yun was usually gentle and courteous, but when it came to work, she was very proper.

  Xu Fuyou hesitated for a moment before saying, "I want to talk to him about the Jinan Power Machinery Factory."

  "What's going on? This matter has already been handed over to me by Director Su." Qin Yun said while brewing tea.

  Su Cheng and others were in the room, listening while organizing files.

  Xu Fuyou didn't know the other person's identity, thought for a moment, and felt that it didn't matter. As long as they were notified, he sat down and said: "If you have the power to make decisions, I am representing the ministry to inform you of some conditions for restructuring."

  "Alright." Qin Yun had never worried that the restructuring request would not be approved. The situation at Jinan Power Machinery Factory was worse than most state-owned enterprises. At this time, there was no mention of layoffs in the joint-stock reform. In other words, after the restructuring, Jinan Power Machinery Factory would have more employees than 2,500 people, except for Suzhou, it's hard for others to take an interest.

  They cannot afford to lose money. The workers also strongly demanded that the Petroleum Department had no reason not to allow restructuring.

  Xu Fuyou disliked his attitude and stared at him for a moment before saying, "There are several requirements for the reform. Please note that first, we must ensure the majority of state-owned shares, as this is an industry closely related to national production and people's lives. Second..."

  "Mr. Xu, if the power plant is an industry closely related to national production and life, why did it stop production for a year without the Ministry of Petroleum knowing or asking about it? And, after stopping production for a year, there were no problems with national production and life." Qin Yun's words revealed her sharp tongue.

  Xu Fuyou was taken aback and looked around before saying: "Whether it's related or not, there is a thread of connection..."

  "Who painted it?"

  Xu Fuyou glared at Qin Yun, if he wasn't a girl, he would have scolded her.

  "In short, ensuring the majority of state-owned shares is a set policy." Xu Fuyou stood up and didn't want to continue speaking either.

  Qin Yun also didn't have the intention of keeping him, and while sending him off, he laughed and said: "Actually, what we're really interested in isn't that piece of wasteland and broken equipment. If the Petroleum Department insists on leaving behind the shell of Jinan Power Machinery Factory, then we don't want it."

  "Oh, what do you want?"

  "We can just poach people directly." Qin Yun smiled and repeated the theory from that day. Until now, she still supports her own theory.

  Xu Fuyou's face changed color.

  He is actually preparing to do something. He has no capital and does not want to transform the Jinan Power Machinery Factory, which has 2,500 people, so he is restarting the old project, planning to buy new equipment and then transfer the people he wants from the power machinery factory.

  Only eating the filling and not the skin looks a bit unappetizing, but it's worth it for the value.

  The only problem is that the factory supervised by Xu Fuyou has not been built yet, and he did not get the quota, so he dragged down the power plant.

  "You're doing this..." Xu Fuyou thought of scaring her with a sentence, but ultimately gave up.

  Anyone who is sober knows that this is no problem unless the leader has an opinion.

  Mu Si Chang must have an opinion, Xu Fu You thought again: Song Minister and Liu Si Chang's relationship with him is unknown, Bao Rong and Lin Yonggui should be supporting Su Cheng, plus one more from the Body Reform Committee, Ding Zhi Peng Si Chang. The most troublesome is this one...

  "Mr. Xu, don't worry, we will definitely follow the country's policies and regulations. If the Petroleum Department is not willing to reform into a power machinery factory, just let us know directly. Dahua Industry doesn't only have this one choice, it's just that I don't know what the workers of the power machinery factory will think..."

  By this time, she had not asked about Xu Fuyou's specific work and title.

  Xu Fuyou's face turned iron-green as he walked out of the administrative suite.

  The soft carpet outside makes it even more annoying.

  Out of the international hotel, the cold wind blew over, and Xufuyou suddenly came to his senses: "They've got their way, these guys, could it be that they never wanted to buy Jinan Power Plant in the first place? Now isn't this great, I'm the bad guy, but they're the ones who benefit?"

  Xu Fuyou measured others with his own heart and suddenly felt suffocated. He thought to himself: This won't do, I must grasp their handle.

  He went home and slept for a while. The next day, he didn't even eat breakfast before heading to the ministry, pulling along an office worker, searching through files.

  Just before getting off work, a colleague finally found something and excitedly handed it over to Xu Fuyou.

  Xu Fuyou lazily picked it up, only to see that two documents were delivered together: "Application Form for Scientific and Technological Achievement Award" and "National Science and Technology Program - Key Project of Science and Technology Research".

  ……。。