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After the implementation of the factory director responsibility system, Yang Fei visited the park for the first time.
His car had just arrived at the gate of the park, and happened to pass by a car coming out of it. When the other car met Yang Fei's car, it stopped. The people inside poked their heads out, smiled and waved, "Boss Yang!" Hello! Are you here to inspect the factory?"
Yang Fei recognized her as Su Muqing, the confidential secretary of the industrial park.
When Yang Fei was in Beijing, he often dealt with her.
Yang Fei nodded and smiled, but saw her getting out of the car and walking towards him, so he also ordered the mouse to stop.
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Yang Fei first rolled down the car window, thinking that the other party had something to say, and left after finishing speaking.
"Mr. Yang, hello, hello." Su Muqing smiled happily, and then stretched out her hand.
The other party wanted to shake hands, and it would be too impolite for Yang Fei to sit still in the car.
After all, he is the confidential secretary of the Development Zone Management Committee.
In terms of the group, Su Muqing's status is equivalent to that of Chen Mo.
Yang Fei pushed the door and got out of the car, and held her soft hand, which felt as cold as water.
"Miss Su is going out on business, right?"
"Nothing important. Mr. Yang, shall I accompany you into the park?"
"This? Is it convenient for you?"
"I'm fine. Mr. Yang rarely comes to the park, so I should accompany him."
Yang Fei chuckled: "Then I'll have to work."
Su Muqing gave the driver a few words and got into Yang Fei's car.
She was wearing a small slim suit and a one-line skirt. The navy blue color made her skin whiter than snow, and there were waves in the neckline.
Su Muqing turned sideways slightly, and smiled at Yang Fei: "Long time no see, Mr. Yang, are you busy recently?"
"Oh yes, very busy."
"I heard that Mr. Zhu and the others have all been transferred to work in Shanghai?"
"The group organization has been reorganized and the management mechanism has also changed. This is a normal personnel transfer."
"There won't be any changes in the factory, right?" Su Muqing asked.
Knowing what she was nervous about, Yang Fei laughed and said, "Of course not. The main personal care factory of Meili Group must still be located in this development zone and will not move."
Su Muqing smiled and said, "That's good. These days, many people in the park are speculating that Mr. Yang is going to move the factory to Shanghai!"
Yang Fei thought to himself, as expected, what she cares about is this, and said:
"These rumors are frightening. There can be three feet of waves on flat ground!"
While talking, the car arrived at the factory.
The doorman did not raise the crossbar in time.
The mouse honked the horn a few times.
A guard poked his head out of the sentry box and glanced at the car.
This is the vehicle of the group's headquarters in Wudaokou, and Yang Fei rarely sits there.
When the guard saw the license plate he didn't recognize, he became a little lazy and shouted: "Press what? This is the factory area! Be quiet! What are you doing? Come and register first!"
The mouse's nameless fire suddenly came up, and said in a deep voice: "You are blind! You don't even see whose car it is!"
"I don't care whose car you own?" The doorman was a young security guard, probably in his early 20s, with a stunned head and a long neck, and shouted, "There are regulations in the factory, you have to register before entering the factory! Remember Bring your ID card here! Otherwise, you won’t be allowed to go!”
Yang Fei ordered lightly: "Mouse, go down and register."
The mouse said: "Young Master Fei, this man is blind, he can't see Mount Tai with his eyes!"
Yang Fei said: "I think this regulation is very good. The guards perform their job duties, and they can't just recognize the car but not the person. If one day, some bad guys steal this car, wouldn't they be able to enter and leave our factory as they please?"
The mouse repeatedly agreed: "Yes, yes, Young Master Fei is right. I'll go to register."
He got out of the car, came to the guard room, and glared at the security guard first.
The security guard also glanced back at him, and pointed to the visitor registration book: "Here, fill it in here. Name, ID number, reason for visiting, and phone number must be written clearly. Don't fill in the ID card randomly, I will check it."
Mouse filled it out patiently, and showed his ID card to the security guard.
The security guard looked at his ID card and then at the mouse: "Yang Hao? From the southern province?"
"Yes!" Mouse grabbed the ID card, "Can you open the door?"
"Are you looking for Director Liu? Director Liu just left, why don't you come back tomorrow?" the security guard kindly reminded.
"Director Liu has gone out? Is Director Huang there? You can also find him."
"Director Huang is here! I didn't see his car go out today."
As the security spoke, he raised the crossbar at the gate.
The mouse got into the car and said to Yang Fei, "Master Fei, Director Liu is not here. Director Huang is here."
Yang Fei snorted: "Don't worry, let's take a look around first."
The mouse said: "Young Master Fei, the factory is strictly controlled. The little security guard told me just now, don't wander around, and treat him as a thief if he is caught."
"Really?" Yang Fei couldn't help laughing, "It seems that the management of the factory here is okay!"
The mouse said: "Why don't you tell Factory Manager Huang to come and accompany you? Otherwise, no one here knows you, and I'm afraid something will go wrong!"
Yang Fei originally wanted to make a private visit in Weifu, but after hearing what the mouse said, he felt that it made sense, and since he had already entered the factory gate, it was too late for them to cover up or hide something, so he said: "Yes. .”
He came to Beijing this time without a secretary.
The group has a lot of things to do recently, and Chen Mo and the others are very busy.
He accompanied Chen Ruoling back to Beijing, and it was inconvenient for him to bring a secretary.