Chapter 198 Deputy Director Li
Chapter 198 Deputy Director Li
Chapter 198 Deputy Director Li
Du Fei followed the voice, and saw Xu Daimao trotting over, came to him and said, "Oh my brother, you are here!"
Du Fei smiled and said, "I see you are in a hurry, let's go~ Where is the office of Deputy Director Li?"
While leading the way, Xu Daimao was still a little worried, and asked in a low voice, "Go with empty hands?"
Du Fei glanced at him and said with a smile: "Why don't we go, and you go home and prepare some gifts?"
Xu Daimao hurriedly said: "Don't intervene! I won't say anything."
The two came to the downstairs of the office building.
Du Fei found a place to lock his bicycle, and walked into the office building with Xu Daimao.
As soon as you enter the gate, there is a hall that opens up to the second floor.
There is a huge wooden screen in the middle of the hall, which reads: Serve the people!
After passing the hall, there is a long corridor, the floor is all terrazzo, the walls on both sides of the corridor, the lower half is painted with light green paint more than one meter high, and the upper half is painted with white gray paint, which looks very neat.
Xu Daimao led the way, and said while going up the stairs: "Deputy Director Li's office is on the fourth floor, the third one from the right in the middle."
Du Fei nodded and said, "Wait a minute, you wait at the door, I'll go in and talk first."
Xu Dai Maoyan said "hmm" obediently, then no one said anything, and went straight up to the fourth floor.
This floor is basically the leadership office, and the offices of Director Yang, Deputy Director Li, and several other deputy directors are all connected.
Standing in the corridor, I saw several deputy factory director's offices at once. I don't know what's going on, and I'm really a little confused.
Although deputy factory director Li has great power, he is ranked as the third in command in the factory, and above him is a deputy secretary and deputy factory director who is in charge of government affairs.
It's just that the deputy factory manager seems to have retired and doesn't care much about it.
Guided by Xu Daimao, Du Fei went straight to the door of Deputy Factory Director Li's office, reached out and knocked three times.
After waiting for two breaths, a voice came from inside: "Come in~"
Du Fei twisted the doorknob, pushed the door open with a click, and took a step forward with a smile on his face.
The office area is not small, and the lighting is quite good. The sun slanting towards the west shines on Li Mingfei's face behind the desk through the window.
Deputy Factory Director Li was writing some material just now, holding a thick black pen in his hand, with glasses on his face, and turned his head to look at this side.
With a smile on his face, Du Fei stood where he was not in a hurry to speak, but concentrated on observing Li Mingfei's reaction.
At this time, if Deputy Director Li can remember who he is just based on his appearance, it means that he was remembered the last time I saw him.
If there is confusion in his eyes and he can't remember who Du Fei is for a while, it means that he doesn't take Du Fei seriously.
According to these two reactions, Du Fei will adopt different ways of speaking.
When Deputy Factory Manager Li saw Du Fei, he was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed and said, "Little Du!"
"Brother Li!" Du Fei also laughed, and closed the door behind him.
Xu Daimao, who was standing not far away, only heard Du Fei call Brother Li, which made him very excited.
It's really unusual to be able to call Deputy Factory Manager Li brothers and sisters!
Deputy Factory Manager Li put on his pen cap and came out from behind the desk, wondering what Du Fei was doing here?On the surface, he was very enthusiastic. When he got two cups of tea, he put them on the tea table and sat down with Du Fei on the sofa opposite the desk.
Du Fei said: "Brother Li, you are a big factory manager. You are busy with business and take care of everything. My younger brother took the liberty to visit. Didn't I bother you?"
Deputy Factory Manager Li laughed and said, "You! Are you running on me?"
Du Fei smiled and took a sip of tea: "Hey~ What kind of tea do you have?"
Deputy Factory Manager Li said: "How is it? The iron arhat of Wuyi Mountain! Last time, an old comrade in arms brought it to me from Fujian!"
Du Fei said: "Brother Li, you are so willing to entertain me with such good tea!"
Deputy Factory Manager Li said: "I'm a man! I have one advantage. I don't eat alone. If I have good things, of course I have to share them with others."
Du Fei recognized the pun, and raised his thumbs up and said, "It's still your heart, why don't you be the director of the factory!"
Deputy Factory Manager Li said reservedly: "Deputy~Deputy~"
Du Fei said: "With your ability, it's not too late to set things right."
These words reached Deputy Director Li's heart, and immediately made him laugh out loud.
What made him most happy was that Du Fei only talked about his ability, but didn't mention his background.
Unlike some people who don't know how to flatter, they just mention their connections and background when they see him.
It seems that he, Li Mingfei, has nothing worth mentioning except his wife's family network.
Deputy Factory Manager Li was very happy, and seeing Du Fei became more and more pleasing to the eye, and the more he chatted, the more speculative he became.
Tie Luohan is already resistant to brewing, and the seventh tea still has the fragrance of this tea.
Du Fei chatted with Deputy Director Li until the tea was almost stale, and then they got to the point.
Deputy Factory Manager Li said: "Brother, you come to my place, is it because you have nothing to go to the Three Treasures Hall?"
Du Fei said: "Hey~Brother Li, if you don't ask me, I don't know how to open my mouth. There is Xu Daimao in your factory, you know it! It's the publicity department, the one showing movies."
Deputy Factory Director Li has a very good memory. There is only one film projectionist in the whole factory. In addition, in the past, there were dinners, and Xu Daimao often accompanied him. He immediately remembered such a person and asked, "Ah, what's the matter with Xu Daimao?"
Du Fei said: "Xu Daimao lives across the door from our house. He happened to meet you in Quanjude that day. We said a few words and let him see him. Then he came to my house after he turned around. He insisted on asking me to know you."
Deputy Factory Manager Li scolded with a smile: "This Xu Daimao, you know a fart! It's not like he hasn't seen me before."
Du Fei knew that it was impossible for Deputy Director Li not to understand what this so-called 'knowledge' meant.
Now that he was playing haha and pretending to be confused, Du Fei was not in a hurry to point it out, and instead said: "Who says it's not! If you say that Xu Daimao is not very good, I don't even bother to talk to him alone, but I can't stand this guy's life." Well, married a good wife."
Deputy Factory Manager Li asked suspiciously: "Xu Daimao's daughter-in-law? Does she have a background?"
Du Fei knew that he was going off track, and said with a smile: "Xu Daimao's daughter-in-law's surname is Lou. When something happened to our family, she was busy and helped her a lot."
Deputy Factory Manager Li suddenly realized that this was the case.
But just after he breathed a sigh of relief, Du Fei continued: "By the way, Sister Lou's father is Lou Hongyi, and he is also the director of our rolling mill."
Li Mingfei was taken aback for a moment. Of course he knew who Lou Hongyi was, but he didn't expect Xu Daimao to be the son-in-law of this big capitalist.
Du Fei smiled and looked at him.
The reason why Lou Xiao'e's heels were revealed was not casual talk.
Although Deputy Factory Manager Li said he took money to do things, he didn't take everyone's money, and the usual three hundred and two hundred didn't catch his eyes.
The reason why Xu Daimao gave him a gift before was rejected was because Deputy Factory Director Li didn't think highly of Xu Daimao, and felt that the amount of oil and water a film projectionist could have was not enough.
(End of this chapter)
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