Nominal: Energy sector enters Handong, breaking the deadlock

The arrival of a big shot means a massive influx of traffic, which Yurui Star must capitalize on.

The phone screen flashed colorful lights.

The giant rocket shot upwards with a whoosh.

The yacht effects filled the entire screen.

Yu Ruixing held up a selfie stick with both hands, grinning so wide you could see his back teeth, "Thanks to the number one fan for the Douyin account, everyone please follow so you don't get lost."

Look closely, this is Governor Song of Handong Province.

He personally came to inspect our Dafeng factory.

He made faces at the camera.

The barrage of comments scrolled by densely.

"Holy crap, they actually summoned the provincial governor?"

"Wasn't Dafeng Factory about to be forcibly demolished?"

"The anchor is awesome, he even dares to broadcast when the provincial governor comes."

"The Party Secretary of Jingzhou City is also there; isn't that Li Dakang?"

Yu Ruixing watched the constantly fluctuating donation amount in the backend.

My heart was filled with joy.

Those five minutes were equivalent to half a month of accounting work in the factory.

They've made a fortune.

He simply raised the camera and pointed it directly at Song Yunhui.

Song Yunhui was very unhappy.

However, it wasn't shown.

Song Yunhui pulled Li Dakang in front of him and took a step back.

Let that old man Li Dakang face the camera.

Song Yunhui addressed the workers, "My fellow workers, I appreciate your enthusiasm. Now everyone can disperse."

That was a very polite way of speaking.

But the intention to drive people away was quite clear.

Li Dakang saw the live stream comments; it seemed someone was praising his good looks.

I'm a little smug.

Hearing Song Yunhui's words, he quickly echoed, "Yes, Governor Song is right. Everyone should go about their business. The factory still needs to produce; let's not all gather here."

Go back to work.

"Everyone, please disperse."

Li Dakang really didn't want to come if Song Yunhui hadn't insisted.

The workers didn't really want to come and welcome them.

Piece-rate wages mean that working a little less means earning a few dollars less.

I heard the governor and the municipal party secretary speak.

Someone in the crowd immediately turned their head.

"Let's go, let's go back to work. Let's disperse, let's disperse."

Several hundred people began to retreat.

Zheng Xipo became anxious.

Old Chen hasn't arrived yet; everyone will have already left.

Who will stall for time?

He took a few quick steps forward, stretched out his hands, and blocked the workers' path.

A fierce look in his eyes, the meaning was clear: none of them should leave.

He turned around and shouted at Song Yunhui, "Governor Song, it's so hard for us workers at Dafeng Factory!"

I want to report a problem.

Everyone, please stay here and let Governor Song stand up for us.

The injustice done to our Dafeng Factory must be made clear today.

Governor Song will definitely take care of us.

Direct moral blackmail.

Song Yunhui glanced at Zheng Xipo, but wasn't angry. "Workers, comrades, you can speak if you have any questions."

Five worker representatives remained; let's talk slowly.

Everyone else, please leave.

Zheng Xipo heard that only five would be kept.

That's not imposing enough.

If we don't make a big scene, will these officials take it seriously?

"Governor Song, this won't do."

Everyone has grievances, and everyone wants to say something.

Five people cannot represent the sentiments of all the factory workers.

Zhou Haoyang stepped out from behind Song Yunhui, his face darkening.

"Chairman Zheng, this is the organizational principle."

The governor is very busy, but he has taken the time to listen to your concerns, so you should cooperate.

How can you talk about work when hundreds of people are all talking at once?

Zhou Haoyang's voice was not loud.

But these few words carry a lot of weight.

This effectively blocked Zheng Xipo's escape route.

Zheng Xipo glanced at Zhou Haoyang, then at the expressionless Song Yunhui.

I know there's no room for negotiation on this.

We have no choice but to compromise.

He turned around and sifted through the crowd.

"Wang Wenge, come here."

Deputy Factory Director Ma, you're in the running.

Zhang Tiezui, you stay too. You're usually very eloquent.

"Yu Ruixing, stop broadcasting, come over here too."

Including Zheng Xipo himself.

There were exactly five people.

The others could see that the election was over.

They all scattered in a flash.

Go back to the workshop.

Making money is still the best thing.

The main entrance was suddenly empty.

Yu Ruixing walked over holding his phone, the camera still pointed at several leaders.

He was still muttering, "Family members, the internal negotiation session is about to begin, so let's send some gifts!"

Cheng Du was standing to the side and slightly behind Li Dakang, and had been eyeing the man holding the phone for a while.

These lawless bastards, the provincial governor comes to Dafeng Factory and you're allowed to broadcast it live online.

If you say something wrong and netizens take a screenshot, where will you put your face?

Cheng Du strode over and snatched the selfie stick.

Yu Ruixing panicked, "What are you doing? Are you robbing us? There are so many leaders here!"

Cheng Du glared at himself, held up his phone screen to himself, and showed his identification. "Netizens, I am Cheng Du from the Guangming District Public Security Bureau."

Dafeng Factory's Youruixing is suspected of disrupting public order; today's live broadcast ends here.

All subsequent matters will be subject to official reports.

Press with your thumb.

Shut down the computer directly.

Yu Ruixing cried out in distress, "My live stream! Tens of thousands of people are watching!"

Cheng Du stuffed the phone into his pocket. "Stop talking nonsense. I'll give it back to you after we've investigated this matter."

Seeing this situation, Zheng Xipo knew that a head-on confrontation was not the solution.

He quickly put on a smiling face, bowed to Song Yunhui, and said, "Governor Song, it's windy outside, let's go to the office to talk."

Let me make you a cup of tea. The factory may be run-down, but we still have tea leaves.

I also have some fine tea in my collection.

In the past, I only gave this drink to Old Chen Yanshi when he came to Dafeng Factory.

Li Dakang was very unhappy. He, the municipal party secretary, was being ignored, unlike the retired old stone.

Song Yunhui waved his hand, "I dislike sitting in an office the most."

I used to work in a factory doing technical work.

What I am most familiar with are the workshop and the machines.

Let's walk and talk, and take a look around the factory. I'll just look around casually.

Song Yunhui strode inside.

"Governor Song, we've reached Taihang Mountain." Zheng Xipo quickly followed.

You have to agree, whether you like it or not.

Li Dakang, Zhao Qilun, and Sun Liancheng followed behind Song Yunhui.

The group walked along the main road of Dafeng Factory.

Fearing that Song Yunhui might discover something, Zheng Xipo suddenly slowed down and began to complain, "Governor Song, our Dafeng Factory has been swindled by the Shanshui Group."

Originally, we workers owned 40% of the shares.

That's all real gold and silver; it's our lifeline.

Wang Wenge quickly followed up, "That's right, big leader, my master is right."

That's all our hard-earned money.

Gao Xiaoqin, that woman, is too scheming, a viper.

She eats meat without spitting out the bones.

You need to do something about us.

Zhang Tiezui chimed in, "Yes, Governor Song, our boss Cai Chenggong isn't a good person either."

He mortgaged our shares.

It was mortgaged to Shanshui Group.

Now Cai Chenggong has run away, and all the shares have been lost.

The Shanshui Group is going to forcibly demolish our Dafeng factory! Waaah!

She's a really good actor; tears welled up in my eyes immediately.

Li Dakang wanted to curse, but he usually couldn't hear what the workers were saying.

Now, with Governor Song's arrival, everything is a problem.

It's really a headache.

Li Dakang was prepared to be scolded.

Little did he know, Song Yunhui was different from him.

Song Yunhui did not curse. "The leaders from Jingzhou City and Guangming District are also here. Please explain your problems clearly."

Don't cry, crying isn't a plus.

Explain the problem clearly.