Chapter 405: Right in the Right Place
Listening to the argument between Chief Fang and Manager Song, Wang Deming's mouth corners slightly raised, and then he sighed slightly.

There are always people in this world who are brave enough to take on responsibilities and mend things.

Politics, politics
Wang Deming first found Secretary Meng and said that he was a secretary. His rank was also at the department level, and he would be a big shot if he was released.

Secretary Meng is also around 40 years old. His hair is combed very neatly in a : ratio. He wears a pair of glasses and has a hint of elegance.

After listening to Wang Deming's retelling, Secretary Meng took Wang Deming to a place similar to a warehouse, which was estimated to be the size of a basketball court. The place was divided into several groups, and many people were busy working around the tables.

There is a sign on each table, such as Beijing Petroleum Refinery, Tianjin Petroleum Refinery, Shanghai Petroleum Refinery, Cangzhou Fertilizer Plant
"Secretary Meng, is there a new person in our department?"

"Finally, a new person has arrived. We've been reporting for so long, and only one person has been assigned to us?"

"Secretary Meng, please assign this comrade to our group. We are too busy to handle our group's projects. They are too important."

"What are you talking about? No matter how important it is, can it be more important than our project?"

When this group of people saw Secretary Meng come in, they greeted him and then started to rush to grab people.

"The chief has other plans."

"We will assign people to you. They are all major national projects."

Secretary Meng walked through the warehouse without stopping and without introducing Wang Deming to another room. There was a sign at the door saying "File Room".

This room should be where the information is stored. There are quite a few people here looking up information and pulling their hair out.

"The contract terms state that we have to pay the remaining 30% before the other party will send engineers to install the equipment. No wonder they didn't do the work after they came, and didn't communicate with us about the technology."

"What should we do?"

"What else can I do? I'll have to ask for help. I'll talk to the chief and see what the higher-ups say."

"Well, what else can I say? If not..."

"say no more!"

Secretary Meng suddenly interrupted the conversations of several people and turned to look at Wang Deming. Seeing that his expression did not change, he felt relieved and said to the old man who was holding a contract as thick as the Xinhua Dictionary, "Director Zhan, this is Wang Deming, who was sent by the leader to assist you in implementing the follow-up project for the exchange with foreign friends."

"He previously worked for Hong Kong China Resources and had a lot of experience dealing with foreign countries."

“I hope you two can work together to speed up the implementation of the project.”

"Comrade Wang Deming, this is Director Zhan from the Ministry of Foreign Trade. He led his team to draft the detailed terms of the previous agreements signed with foreigners. He is also in charge of the overall implementation of the current project progress. If you have any questions, feel free to ask."

After Secretary Meng introduced the two to each other, he found an excuse to leave: "The chief will go to the State Council for a meeting later, and I need to prepare the materials quickly."

He walked to the door and paused: "The State Council is very dissatisfied with the progress of the project. The leader is under great pressure!"

Then he walked away quickly.

Wang Deming then looked at Director Zhan carefully. He was short, with a round face and messy hair. Even with his black-framed glasses, he could see that his eyes were full of red bloodshot.
Director Zhan was also observing Wang Deming. He looked to be around 30 years old, with fair skin and a good-looking appearance. But I wonder what he is like in detail?
But he must have someone in his family to work at China Resources. "Comrade Deming, let me introduce you to them briefly." Director Zhan first introduced Wang Deming to several people around him.

"This is Li Dongdong from the Foreign Trade Office, this is Qian Yuanchao, and this is..."

"I followed up on the progress of the project and also participated in the drafting of external contracts. Of course, the general direction was decided by the original leader Zhou."

Wang Deming smiled and shook hands with them one by one. Compared with them, Wang Deming was like a husky entering a den of wolves. None of these people, whether male or female, did not have dark circles under their eyes.

"Come on, let's go out and talk and have a cigarette. Xiao Li, you guys continue to check the terms of the contract, and then have a meeting with the foreign representatives in a couple of days."

Director Zhan patted Wang Deming on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. I just have a craving for cigarettes."

Before leaving, Director Zhan deliberately and covertly winked at several people in the information room, indicating them not to talk nonsense.

As soon as he left the information room, Director Zhan took out a box of crumpled Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket. After a while, he picked out one. After straightening it, he was hesitating whether to hand it to Wang Deming.
Wang Deming took it with a smile, took out his lighter, and lit the cigarette for him.

Director Zhan smiled embarrassedly and said, "Hey, Comrade Deming, I'm an old smoker. I crushed my cigarette box while sleeping in the reference room last night."

"Hiss, huh." Wang Deming laughed and said, "Haha, how many packs of cigarettes does Director Zhan smoke a day now?"

"Two packs a day," Director Zhan smoked half of it in one gulp, thick smoke puffing out of his nostrils, "When I have a lot to do, I can't help but smoke one, and I end up smoking more and more."

"Ah, it's all the same." After chatting with Director Zhan for a while, Wang Deming turned the conversation to the project: "Director Zhan, I just heard you discussing a contract with a foreigner? Which project is it?"

When Wang Deming asked about the project, Director Zhan's smile disappeared and he looked bitter. "It's a project for three petrochemical plants. The Japanese and Germans must follow the contract and require us to transfer the second payment to them before they will install and debug the refining equipment we shipped."

"They also said that the quality of our domestically produced filling and piping equipment did not meet the standards and required us to re-manufacture it according to the quality standards they provided."

"." Director Zhan lowered his head, took out the last cigarette from the shriveled cigarette box, and held it between his lips with trembling hands. "It was clearly agreed that we could install and debug in advance, and the funds would be transferred from our bank and the loan bank."

Wang Deming took the initiative to light his cigarette, then took out a Zhonghua cigarette from his pocket and continued, "Any other questions?"

Director Zhan looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze and asked softly, "Can you solve the money problem?"

"I want to know more about it. To be honest with you, Director, I have some connections in Hong Kong. If the advance payment can solve the problem, then it is not a problem."

Director Zhan looked at him intently and sneered, "Do you know how much it is?"

"I know, it's about several hundred million US dollars."

"Uh" Director Zhan choked back the rest of his words, "hiss" the cigarette butt in his hand burned his hand, he shook it and the cigarette butt fell to the ground, he thought for a while, "Domestic issues need to be coordinated by the head."

"Our domestic petrochemical research institutes do not have enough technology, and recently the leaders have stopped the research funding for the petrochemical research institutes."

"Can you solve this, too?"

(End of this chapter)