I'm in the county town, and you say I'm a big shot?

Chapter 162 Unannounced and Direct Flight Inspections

Fang Qingye nodded in agreement: "My classmate is indeed quite capable."

"Okay, I'm going up to work now. If you need to send potted plants to our office next time, just look for me." Zhang Fan said as he walked into the elevator.

"Thank you."

What an enthusiastic young man! Fang Qingye thought to herself.

After a happy week-long vacation, Fang Qingye went back to work.

There was a routine meeting in the morning. After it ended, Xia He asked Fang Qingye to go to her office.

"Qingye, last week we received a document from the provincial branch informing us that you've been selected to participate in this year's 'flying inspection' organized by the provincial branch. You need to report to the provincial branch for training on Wednesday, and it officially starts next Monday. Get ready."

So-called "flying inspections" are a type of unannounced, sudden supervision and inspection conducted by provincial branches to ensure the bank's compliance and the standardization of its operations. They are somewhat similar to the later-known "four no's and two direct approaches": "no prior notice, no fixed time, no inspection plan, no reports, going directly to the grassroots level and directly to the scene."

Fang Qingye was aware that the provincial branch would organize a surprise inspection every year, conducting "surprise attacks" on some branches.

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"Senior, why didn't you mention it when we were playing basketball last night?"

“I know you don’t want to go, and you’re afraid it will affect your mood,” Xia He said.

Fang Qingye certainly didn't want to go.

Running around inspecting work in this sweltering heat is nothing compared to sitting in an office with air conditioning.
"Can we not go?" Fang Qingye asked.

“The official document has been issued, how can you not go? Actually, I don’t want you to go either. You’ll be gone for half a month, right? Then I won’t be able to play ball with you,” Xia He said.

It seemed like a done deal, so he could only ask, "Where should I get it checked?"

"That's a secret. You probably won't find out until you set off, and I know even less," Xia He replied. "But don't worry, you'll be treated to a great deal along the way. You won't be shortchanged."

indeed.

The local branches, on the one hand, loathe these inspections, but on the other hand, they treat them with utmost respect, like royalty.

As such, Fang Qingye was driven to Huijing by her company driver on Tuesday afternoon and checked into the Jinling Zhuangyuanlou Hotel, which was not far from the branch office building, according to the arrangements in the document.

This time, the provincial branch was generous and didn't let the two of them share a standard room, so Fang Qingye didn't have to find a hotel to stay in on her own.

The next morning, in the hotel's conference room, pre-flight inspection training was conducted. Fang Qingye frowned as she looked at the thick stack of documents.

shit
From personnel and administration to logistics management, everything needs to be reviewed, but the focus is still on the business aspects.

Accounting principles for cash transactions, vault management, parallel handover of vault keys to deposit accounts, large withdrawals, etc.

Fang Qingye counted a total of 200 items!
To be honest, if the requirements listed above were followed completely, the inspected units would be severely exploited.

The inspection team consisted of six people in total, with each group having six members. Each group was led by a ministerial-level leader from the provincial branch. Each group was to visit two cities (one group would visit three), and a branch in each city would be selected for a comprehensive surprise inspection.

The training lasted three days and ended on Saturday. The groups were scheduled to depart separately on Sunday morning. At this point, Fang Qingye still didn't know which city her group was going to for the flight inspection—until the meeting ended and each group leader received an envelope.

In front of his group members, he tore open the envelope, which contained the name of the branch he had drawn.

Fang Qingye's group was the fifth group, led by Xue Jiandong, the director of the provincial branch office, a man in his forties.

He looked at the contents of the letter and said with a smile, "This time we've probably gone the furthest: the first unit we inspected was the Fengyi branch in Pengcheng."

"Why is it so far?" A woman in her thirties wearing glasses couldn't help but complain. "I'm in Suzhou, and this is like going from the southernmost point to the northernmost point." "Yeah, you men are lucky. The people there are so generous and will drink with you." Another woman added.

Xue Jiandong and another man laughed.

The fifth group consisted of six people, three men and three women. The two men laughed as soon as they heard this, but Fang Qingye couldn't laugh at all.

peat.

Old Xu is the number one drinker in Jiangsu Province.

The thought of being drunk every day makes my head spin.

At 10 a.m. the next day, the group took a plane to northern Jiangsu. An hour later, the plane landed at Guanyin International Airport. As they carried their suitcases to the waiting hall, they saw several people in bank uniforms, one of whom was around 40 years old.

He hurried forward, grasped Xue Jiandong's hands with both of them, and said warmly, "Minister Xue, you must be tired from your journey."

Sun Peng, branch manager of Dongfangxing Fengyi branch.

Although the instructions stated a surprise inspection, requiring the inspection team to go directly to the inspected unit, in this age of advanced communication, it's likely that the news of the inspection of the Fengyi branch would have reached Sun Peng's ears within ten minutes of the envelope being torn open last night.

After everyone shook hands and introduced themselves, Sun Peng and his group enthusiastically helped carry their luggage. After leaving the airport, Fang Qingye and the others got into a Buick minivan.

Fengyi is located in the northwest of Pengcheng, the most remote county. It took a full two hours to drive to the county seat and check into the Jinjiang International Hotel.

"Distinguished leaders, please wash up and rest first. We'll go downstairs to the Dragon and Phoenix Pavilion on the third floor for dinner in twenty minutes," Sun Peng said with a smile.

It was almost 1 a.m., and Fang Qingye and the others were already starving. Twenty minutes later, the six of them followed Sun Peng to the Longfeng Pavilion on the third floor, where the table was full of sumptuous dishes, and of course, there was also a bottle of Guojiao 1573.

Seeing that Xue Jiandong was about to speak, Sun Peng quickly said, "I know your work group's rules, which prohibit drinking alcohol at noon on weekdays, but today is Sunday, and you will officially start work tomorrow, so having a little alcohol today doesn't count as violating the rules, right?"

"President Sun, you really are..." Xue Jiandong laughed, "Then it's a deal, just this one bottle."

“I’ll follow Minister Xue’s instructions, one bottle it is.” Sun Peng immediately replied with a smile.

Fang Qingye sighed inwardly.

One bottle?
I doubt even one bottle of each would be enough.
Sure enough, the people of Pengcheng are really good at drinking. In the midst of laughter and conversation, Sun Peng finished a bottle with Xue Jiandong, and before the other party could even speak, a second bottle was opened.

Fang Qingye looked at Sun Peng, then collapsed onto the table, unable to hold on any longer. When he woke up, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and he was lying in his own bed.

In a daze, it seemed like the waiter helped me back to my senses.

He reached out and found his phone, keys, and wallet were all there, which put his mind at ease.

I got up, washed my face, and was terribly thirsty when I heard someone knocking on the door.

He initially thought it was a waiter, so he went to open the door, only to find a middle-aged man who looked somewhat haggard, carrying a black briefcase.

"Who are you looking for?" Fang Qingye asked, puzzled.

"Are you from the provincial branch's inspection team? I want to file a complaint." This is my complaint document.

As the man spoke, he took a thick envelope from his briefcase and handed it to Fang Qingye.

(End of this chapter)