Great Power Army Reclamation

Ye Yuze felt relieved when he saw that Secretary Wang was here. The presence of such a master in such a small scene means that he is completely safe.

Secretary Wang didn't look at anyone else at all, he took Ye Yuze out and got in the car and left. The officer who looked like Liu Wenda ordered his subordinates: "Put me in solitary confinement immediately, for three days. No, no, one week!"

Although the guard was a little confused, he still saluted and replied: "Yes, Chief!"

Ye Yuze and others were taken directly to Mr. Wang's office. Mr. Wang sat behind his desk and squinted at him: "You're getting more and more capable, right? The fights have come to the capital. Tell me, what do you want to do next? Should I make some room for you?" In the office?"

Ye Yuze scratched his head, trying to say something but his throat was dry. Dare not say. Sun Lanxiang had no such scruples. Although she recognized who it was, she still helped Ye Yuze explain:

"Grandpa Wang, he is not to blame for what happened this time. It was Liu Wenda who led the people to beat him. He can't just stand there and be beaten, right?"

"Are you Xiaosun's granddaughter?" Sun Lanxiang was stunned for a moment, then realized that Xiaosun was her grandfather, and nodded quickly.

Mr. Wang gave a rare chuckle: "Both granddaughters like this boy, but I don't see what's good about him? It seems that Mr. Sun is going to be angry to death."

Sun Lanxiang stood there wringing her fingers with a shy face. Ye Yuze's head was full of black lines. When did Grandpa Wang become so unreliable?

Mr. Wang sent Sun Lanxiang and Ye Yuji out, looked at Ye Yuze seriously and asked, "Tell me, how long do you want to lie to me?"

Ye Yuze was stunned: "Grandpa Wang, when did I ever lie to you?"

Mr. Wang's eyes were blazing: "You little brat, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin, right? Who told me that there are only a few hundred gas trucks?"

Ye Yuze scratched his head in embarrassment: "What about this? Grandpa Wang, it's not my fault. You know I'm not in Northern Xinjiang. There are too many people buying cars. They make the decision without authorization and import parts."

Mr. Wang sneered twice: "Don't be careless, your boy is behind the instructions. I know my soldiers. There is no problem in executing the order, but there are not so many tricks!"

Ye Yuze blinked innocently: "My grandpa, those who manage the factory are all of our generation. Your soldiers are all administrative cadres, and we are an enterprise."

"You mean we can't control you anymore? I don't believe you monkeys can really change the world!" Mr. Wang said with some anger in his tone.

"No, no, no, Grandpa Wang. That's not what you meant. Isn't this reform and opening up? Enterprises have independent management rights. This shows that your soldiers are very obedient to the central government's call and delegate power to enterprises. Otherwise, how could it develop so fast?"

Mr. Wang was so angry that he laughed out loud: "Are you saying that we are old and the company will not be able to develop without delegating power?"

Ye Yuze lowered his head and said nothing, glancing at Mr. Wang from the corner of his eyes from time to time, which was a direct acquiescence.

Mr. Wang pointed at him and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer and lit a cigarette.

Ye Yuze's eyes widened instantly, what about a red panda? There is absolutely no such smoke outside. His eyes did not leave the cigarette case on the table for a long time.

Mr. Wang got angry when he looked at him with a sly look in his eyes: "Slap if you want, as if someone is abusing you."

Ye Yuze smiled brightly, grabbed the cigarette box and lit one, then took a deep breath, and then slowly spit it out. I couldn't help but praise: "It smells so good!"

Mr. Wang also calmed down at this time: "What are you going to do about the automobile factory?"

"Grandpa Wang, it's not easy to set up a car factory in our mountainous area. Let's just go for it. I want to introduce some technologies from Europe and create our own models."

Mr. Wang's expression changed: "Are you sure about this?"

Ye Yuze nodded: "Now the economies of neighboring countries are deteriorating. Many car companies in Europe are not very profitable. It is still possible to acquire one or two technologies."

"It's just that some of our domestic raw materials for making engines and gears don't meet the standards. So we can't completely localize them yet. But it's estimated that it won't take too long to solve this problem."

"Are you really sure you can build a domestically produced car?" Mr. Wang's eyes began to shine.

Ye Yuze nodded firmly: "Grandpa Wang, I must build my own car. It's called the Warrior brand!"

"Okay!" Mr. Wang slapped the table excitedly: "If you produce a Warrior truck that meets the standards, I will ask people from the General Logistics Department to inspect it. As long as you are qualified, you will be included in the military vehicle procurement plan in the future!"

Ye Yuze stood up and saluted with a bang: "I promise to complete the mission!"

Mr. Wang nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, then get out. If you have something to call me in the future, don't carry everything by yourself. How much can your little shoulders carry?"

Ye Yuze felt his nose was a little sore. This was Shang Fang's sword! With this promise, he is still afraid of a bird!

Just as he turned around and walked out, Mr. Wang asked: "You really don't like that little granddaughter, Xiao Sun? Her sister is a bit older. How about I ask you?"

Ye Yuze was a little dumbfounded: "Grandpa Wang, now the power of enterprises has been decentralized. This is a private matter for me, can you completely decentralize it?"

Mr. Wang's face darkened: "Get out of here quickly, as if I care too much. Where is my cigarette?"

Only then did Mr. Wang realize that the box of cigarettes on the table was missing. He didn't know when this kid had picked it up.

Ye Yuze didn't hear anything at all. He turned around and disappeared. "Give him two cigarettes. If you smoke a cigarette, it's like being a thief. There's no future at all."

Secretary Wang, who was standing at the door, took out two cigarettes and chased him out. Seeing Ye Yuze leisurely strolling in front, he shouted quickly.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yuze quickened his pace when he heard the shout. Secretary Wang shouted angrily: "I'm giving you cigarettes. If you don't want them, I'll take them back."

Ye Yuze's head turned around with a swish, and when he saw the cigarette in Secretary Wang's hand, he turned around and ran back. He took the cigarette and thanked her profusely: "Secretary Wang is so kind. He will definitely be promoted step by step."

Secretary Wang rolled his eyes: "Mr. Wang asked me to bring it to you."

"Is that so?" Ye Yuze's flattering expression disappeared immediately and he waved his hand: "Pretend I didn't say anything."

Secretary Wang shook his head and walked back to the room helplessly, muttering in a low voice: "Is this still from the Corps? He is just a little scoundrel."

"You know what the heck, no one in his father's generation is more scoundrel than him. He just likes things that can't be seen from the outside. In their previous generation, the security guards in my office would clear the air when they came. Otherwise, I wouldn't even have enough cigarettes. Smoked."

Secretary Wang was stunned for a moment. It turned out that this was an ancestral inheritance.

When they came to the yard, the driver was waiting and asked them where they were going. Ye Yuze went back to Lao Mo by himself. The car is still there.

Dear friends, why have you been saying that no one has read my old book for a long time? so sad. Cry for a while. Li Bai and I are classmates