Song Yajing's long speech was actually a pre-examination.

The leaders of Factory 82 knew that Yao Xiyuan was thin-skinned and probably could not handle Tang Zifeng, so they arranged for Song Yajing to accompany her and taught her a set of rhetoric. Tang Zifeng was the general manager of the Machinery Group after all, and came to ask for an explanation in person. It was inappropriate for Factory 82 to directly cheat. If he was a tactful person, he would be considered as giving Tang Zifeng a face.

After hearing Song Yajing's words, Tang Zifeng smiled and suddenly asked, "Director Song, I'm sorry, ask, how much money do you earn a month?"

Song Yajing was stunned and couldn't understand what Tang Zifeng meant for a moment. Salary income is considered personal privacy. Although it is common for acquaintances to ask each other about income, Tang Zifeng and Song Yajing were not familiar with each other, so asking each other's income out of thin air seemed a bit abrupt.

Although she felt uncomfortable, Song Yajing still told the truth: "A month plus bonus and overtime pay is less than 5,000 yuan."

"Yeah, this income should be considered a high income in Hongbei, right?"

"It is indeed a little higher than ordinary units, and this is also the country's care for our military-industrial units."

"I'll discuss with Director Song. From now on, you will receive your monthly salary and leave 1,000 yuan for your meals. The remaining 4,000 yuan will be donated to our company. Is it OK?"

"Mr. Tang, what do you mean?"

Song Yajing showed displeasure on her face. Damn, you can't see how beautiful I am? I'm going to make me cough. Am I that kind of person?

Well, even if you are a little handsome,... can't you change the time when no one is going to flirt with?

Tang Zifeng smiled coldly and said, "Our company is a national key enterprise and is responsible for the task of producing machine tools for various departments of the national economy. Our employees work day and night, and I, the general manager, don't even have time to get sick. Why can't you donate some money to us with a high salary?"

Song Yajing was stunned for a while before she understood what Tang Zifeng meant, and couldn't help but say shamelessly: "Mr. Tang, please don't change the topic!"

Tang Zifeng said seriously: "What topic have I changed? Your 82 factory works for the country. Isn't our stunt group work for the country? The army is fighting in the front and we are producing in the rear. The military is half of the military merits and half of us. Who is more noble than who?

"You need precision milling machines, and we started R&D without saying a word. Our engineers have no less hard work than you. We have calculated that even if you can purchase 200 of our milling machines in the end, our income will only compensate for the R&D costs. The cost of the past two years will be completely free. What are we trying to do, aren't we also trying to contribute to the national defense cause?

"You guys are so good. Botai is stuck in your neck, so you ask us for help. Now that we have developed the product, Botai is unable to hold your neck, and agrees to sell you milling machines, you kick us away, and then he also said with confidence what it is to contribute to the national defense cause, so it doesn't matter if we lose a little profit.

"Since we are making contributions, then okay, both of us will bear half of the losses. We will bear half of the losses, and you will bear the other half. Starting from your Director Song, you will give 80% of the salary of all the employees of your factory to Tengji every month. If you can agree, I will leave immediately. No matter where you go in the future, I will praise you that Factory 82 is indeed a model on the front line of the military industry. If you don't agree, just want us to suffer losses, you will be feasting and drinking with a monthly salary of 5,000 yuan. Is there such a cheap thing in this world?"

"Then what do you want!" Song Yajing could no longer hold back, her voice increased eighth, and she shouted to Tang Zifeng. She was not a person who had a deep cultivation. She could not hold on her face after being scolded by Tang Zifeng. How could she remember any tactfulness?

Tang Zifeng said: "It's very simple. You are in the wrong of this matter. You must give us an explanation. Either you comply with the previous agreement and purchase 200 of our machine tools, or you will directly compensate us for our R&D investment. Those clichés such as making sacrifices for the country will be kept to the leaders of the Science and Technology Committee."

"This is impossible!" Song Yajing blurted out, but at the end, she was obviously a little lacking in confidence and could not hear the last two words.

"What did you say?" Tang Zifeng asked with his eyes wide open.

He was originally a person who was a general manager for many years and was a general manager, and his eyes were so powerful that he really had a bit of murderous aura. Song Yajing had never seen such a formation before and dared not answer for a moment.

Yao Xiyuan quickly rescued the scene and said carefully: "Mr. Tang, Xiao Song meant that we could not make decisions in this matter."

Who knew that this happened to hand Tang Zifeng a knife, and he scolded: "If you can't make a decision, then what are you still talking about? Tell the people who can make a decision to get out and hide their heads and tails, are they all rats?"

"Mr. Tang, why are you...why are you scolding?" Song Yajing protested.

"Have I scolded you?" Tang Zifeng did not compromise. "I scolded those gray grandsons who were hiding and not daring to see people."

"You, you, you..." Song Yajing suddenly hindered several words "you", but she didn't know how to say it.

Factory 82 is a heavy industrial enterprise and has a strong atmosphere. It is common for factory leaders to bring a few swear words when making reports. Cadres and workers are even more polite when fighting. Song Yajing is not unfamiliar with this kind of rude language.

If someone else dared to swear in front of Song Yajing, she could fight back without hesitation and would never suffer any verbal losses. But the person in front of her is the leader who came to negotiate work from a foreign unit, and his level is higher than that of the factory director. Does Song Yajing dare to fight?

When arranging Yao Xiyuan and Song Yajing to receive Tang Zifeng, Fan Chaodong made an explanation, asking them to maintain a respectful attitude. No matter what requests the other party made, they just pretended to be stupid, with the purpose of making the other party retreat.

According to Fan Chaodong's idea, Tang Zifeng is a person with status. Although the purpose of coming to the door this time was to raise an army to question, he would definitely be self-reliant and inconvenient to get angry. Yao Xiyuan is an honest man, and Song Yajing is a woman, which is equivalent to two balls of cotton. Even if Tang Zifeng has the strength, he will be helpless when he hits these two balls of cotton.

But who would have thought that Tang Zifeng had the awareness of a group general manager. He started to curse the streets when he had disagreements and scolded the leader of Factory 82 as mouse and Hui grandson. This was hard to accept. In this meeting, in addition to Yao Xiyuan and Song Yajing, there were several other relevant personnel in Factory 82, which were roughly for more people to appear to be more important. Everyone has heard these words about Tang Zifeng’s swearing, and if it spreads out in the future, it would be a disgrace to the factory.

"Mr. Tang, please calm down. This is not the case." Yao Xiyuan's face was red in embarrassment and explained in vain.

Tang Zifeng waved his hand and said, "Director Yao, you don't need to say anything. You are a kind person, and this matter has nothing to do with you. Those who do such unethical things are those who avoid hiding and not daring to see me. Please tell them the truth, don't think that if you don't see me, this matter can be exposed. Let them inquire about who I, Tang Zifeng, is I the kind of person who suffers losses and refuses to fight back?

"I will leave this sentence here today. If Factory 82 cannot give us a satisfactory reply, I, Tang Zifeng and Factory 82, will never stop until death.

"We will not live in your guesthouse again. We will live in Zhoushui City. If your factory leaders want to solve the problem, let them go to Zhoushui City to meet us, and everyone will sit down and talk. If they feel fearless and think that I, Tang Zifeng, are a paper tiger, then you might as well give it a try."

After saying that, he stood up, raised his legs and walked outside the conference room. Zheng Huan and Xiong Kai were naturally followed closely. Song Yajing also stood up, hesitated for a while, and finally did not go forward to see them off. Her girlish heart was hurt by Tang Zifeng, and she had not recovered yet.

Yao Xiyuan did not have a direct conflict with Tang Zifeng, and he was appointed by the factory to receive Tang Zifeng, so he naturally had to follow and repeatedly persuade him to keep him, saying that the factory leaders really didn't mean that they didn't come forward on purpose, so please don't mind Mr. Tang, it would be better to live in the guesthouse.

Since Tang Zifeng had already made a harsh statement, he would not stay at the 82nd Factory Guesthouse again. He asked Xiong Kai to go to the guesthouse to get everyone's luggage, and as Yao Xiyuan chattered and left in the car he drove away.

"Is this man surnamed Tang really the general manager of Linhe Group? Why do you look like a little gangster?"

Song Yajing, who had delayed the step, looked at Tang Zifeng and his friends' cars driving out of the factory door and said angrily to Yao Xiyuan.

"This matter is not easy to deal with." Yao Xiyuan frowned.

"Why is it difficult to deal with? Do you really believe this young man's words? He is just bluffing." Song Yajing said, "I think this man must be a villain. He became a general manager at a young age and didn't know how rich the world is."

Yao Xiyuan sighed, "The trouble is here. People say that you would rather offend gentlemen than villains. You say that this guy is a villain, but a villain is the most difficult to deal with. In the past, Gu Zengchao and Chen Jinsong from Teng Ji came over, no matter how quarrels or how to make trouble, at least they would make some sense. But Tang Zifeng started to curse the streets as soon as he opened his mouth, and he didn't care about the impact at all. Who knows what he would do next?"

"Then... do we need to report to Director Fan?" Song Yajing asked.

"Of course we have to report, how can we not report?"

"I mean, what this person named Tang said..."

"This..." Yao Xiyuan was a little embarrassed. When Tang Zifeng's words were conveyed to the leader, they had to be transformed into asterisks. If the original words were said, the leader had to be anxious about him. But if they were transformed into an asterisk, how could the leader know the other party's arrogance?

"I think it's better to tell the truth."
Chapter completed!