Zhao Guoyang was thinking in the office, and at this moment, the BP machine on his waist suddenly rang.

He picked it up and opened it and saw the message in eight words: "Comrade Zhao, please call back quickly!"

After looking at the number, it was from Songjiang City, Zhao Guoyang immediately realized it.

Picking up the office phone, Zhao Guoyang dialed in according to the number on the BP machine, and the opposite side was connected immediately.

"Hey, is it Section Chief Zhao Guoyang?" Mao Zhichun's iconic Songjiang Mandarin came from the other end of the phone.

"I am Zhao Guoyang, who are you?" Zhao Guoyang asked knowingly.

"Ah, Section Chief Zhao, I am Mao Zhichun, Songqi Group! I finally found you, it's really not easy!" Mao Zhichun said with a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone.

"It's Chairman Mao. Hello, hello, just call me Xiao Zhao. In front of you, the big chairman, I would be embarrassed to mention the section chief!" Zhao Guoyang also politely said.

As the boss of Songqi, Mao Zhichun certainly has the qualification to ignore the existence below the department level.

But naturally he would not really treat Zhao Guoyang as an ordinary section chief, but said enthusiastically: "Haha, then I'll ask you Brother Zhao. Today's call is to ask you, and we have sent you the certificate of "Songqi Group Special Technical Consultant" and you will probably arrive in the next two days."

"Uh, okay, thank you Chairman Mao!" Zhao Guoyang said politely.

Mao Zhichun felt a little happy when he heard that Zhao Guoyang was not at all responsible.

He coughed and said, "In addition, with the certificate, there is also the reward you gave to our Songqi Group last time. There is not much money, so don't mind..."

To be honest, Zhao Guoyang didn't expect much of his expectations for the bonus, and he couldn't ask him on the phone how much money Chairman Mao had. He just said a few more thanks now.

"In addition, there is another important thing to discuss with me." Mao Zhichun said politely.

Zhao Guoyang was stunned when he heard this. Chairman Mao was kind, but he could still hear what was in doubt in his tone.

Could it be that Songqi Group really intends to break up with Jiangnan Province and force itself to transfer? Zhao Guoyang thought in his heart.

Hearing Zhao Guoyang's silence on the other end of the phone, Mao Zhichun hurriedly said: "That's right. Our Songjiang Municipal Government and Songqi Group had a meeting the day before yesterday. We have confirmed that in early March this year, we will send an inspection team to Sao Paulo, Samba. We will inspect the development of new models of Volkswagen and Samba Automobile Company. And brother, you are the technical consultant specially designated by our Mayor Huang..."

Mao Zhichun talked jokingly: "The goal of our inspection team this time is to let Volkswagen and Samba, the automobile company, design a new Santana for our Chinese market. The original design intention is from what Comrade Guoyang said to us in Songjiang City..."

When Mao Zhichun said this, Zhao Guoyang knew it. He thought that what he said to the bosses in Songjiang was heard by them.

Indeed, the old Santana has gradually failed to keep up with the requirements of domestic reception vehicles. Designing a new Santana with a lengthened body and better comfort is the top priority of Songqi Group.

On the phone, Mao Zhichun saw that Zhao Guoyang didn't say anything after listening for a long time, thinking that he was not happy.

Chairman Mao immediately became anxious: "Brother Zhao, this time our joint inspection team between Songjiang Municipal Government and Songqi Group, mayor Huang personally led the team. I made a military order in front of him, saying that you will definitely invite you over, you must ask for this help!"

After hearing Mao Zhichun's words so nervous, Zhao Guoyang couldn't help but burst into laughter and quickly said, "Chairman Mao, Mayor Huang and you both look at me like this. However, if this inspection team goes to Samba Country, the time should be short, right? After all, I am an employee of Hongda Machinery Factory. It is unreasonable to be unreasonable if I am not in the factory for a long time..."

"Hey, don't worry about this!"

Before Zhao Guoyang finished speaking, Mao Zhichun quickly expressed his opinion, "Mayor Huang has already greeted you senior officials Zhuo and the Provincial Machinery Working Committee. During this period when you are away, you are considered a business trip for business, and your salary is borne by our Songqi Group. It is a special matter!"

"Uh, that's not what I mean..." Zhao Guoyang was speechless.

"I understand, understand!"

Mao Zhichun knew the elegance when he heard the string song: "I will call you Director Mu personally to explain to you, Director Mu. I heard that Director Mu is a military-turned cadre and will definitely take the overall situation into consideration..."

Mao Zhichun said this and Zhao Guoyang naturally had no reason to refuse and could only agree.

Besides, he has not been able to go abroad in this life. Although the Samba Country is not a developed country, its development momentum was no less than that of China in the early 1990s.

After receiving Zhao Guoyang's personal promise, Mao Zhichun was in a good mood. After chatting with Zhao Guoyang for a few more words, he hurriedly hung up the phone and said that he wanted to report to Mayor Huang.

Hearing Chairman Mao's words without any concealment, Zhao Guoyang gained a little more favor to him.

After putting down the phone, Zhao Guoyang noticed that the clock on the table had already pointed to eight o'clock.

Logically speaking, I have been working for a while, but the office is still empty, which makes Zhao Guoyang feel a little strange.

Is it still a matter of the factory going to be rescheduled today? Why haven’t you heard of it?

Thinking of this, Zhao Guoyang was about to get up and go out to take a look, and Xu Dongfeng's loud voice sounded outside the office.

"Didn't it be agreed. Five grades, one hundred square meters, one hundred square meters, ninety square meters, eighty square meters and the smallest sixty square meters? It's said that I've been in the factory for a long time, and I'm in an important position like a technician, so why should I be assigned to a 90 square meters? Why did I suddenly say that I have to take care of my old comrades and have adjusted me to an 80 square meters?"

It can be heard that Xu Dongfeng seems to be in a bad mood.

While Zhao Guoyang was wondering what was going on, Xu Dongfeng, Zhang Chaoyang and Chang Yuan had already walked in.

"Uh... Section Chief Zhao, morning!" Seeing Zhao Guoyang sitting in his seat, Zhang Chaoyang and Chang Yuan nodded and greeted him.

Xu Dongfeng was also stunned and said to Zhao Guoyang weakly: "I said Guoyang, why are you still sitting here? You don't go to see your own house allocation standards. Uh... You are already the section chief, so why should you not be able to escape the level of 100 square meters..."

Hearing this, Zhang Chaoyang and Chang Yuan were both secretly shocked, and were a little amazed at Xu Dongfeng's words.

However, both of them also knew that Xu Dongfeng and Zhao Guoyang had always been in the same dormitory, had a good relationship and were used to it casually.

Others can't learn this.

When Zhao Guoyang heard that it was a house split, he remembered what Director Mu said to him. It seemed that there were a total of six houses of 120 square meters in the factory, and he had one.
Chapter completed!