Era: A college student came to the courtyard house

"There really is."

Faced with Li Jianye's unwarranted flattery, Fang Yuan had a sudden inspiration. He took out a document from his drawer and said, "Director, this is the information I just prepared for you. It contains detailed records of my visits and investigations in Qinjiacun. It proves that they do indeed meet the requirements for the steel rolling mill quota. What do you think?"

"The matter of Qin Family Village..."

Li Jianye was initially taken aback when he heard that Fang Yuan had a need, but when he heard that it was about Qin Family Village, he started to stammer.

"Xiao Fang, come here."

Li Jianye walked to the window at the far end of the office and called out to Fang Yuan.

Fang Yuan got up and followed.

"Well, this matter is difficult in some ways, but simple in others." Li Jianye sincerely wanted to find a breakthrough through Fang Yuan so that he could get closer to Lin Xianghua, so he spared no effort in offering advice.

Fang Yuan asked疑惑地问道, "You mean... you want me to find Secretary Lin?"

"No, no, no, you misunderstood me." Upon hearing that Fang Yuan was frequently seeking out Lin Xianghua, Li Jianye immediately confirmed his suspicions: Fang Yuan and Lin Xianghua indeed had an unusual relationship.

He also became more determined to make a long-term investment in Fangyuan.

"If you really want to handle this matter, it depends on you. Our General Affairs Section can't really interfere, since we don't have the authority. But now that you're the section chief in the Supervision Section, you can take this report and legitimately go to the steel rolling mill to see Director Huang."

Fang Yuan suddenly realized that he had initially thought this was a task assigned to him by Li Jianye, which would naturally fall under the jurisdiction of the Comprehensive Section. Now it seemed that this document was something that Li Jianye had specifically asked him to do from the Supervision Section.

However, since the other party had already taken the initiative to show goodwill, he couldn't say anything more.

"I understand now, thank you for your guidance, Director Li." Having figured out the key points, Fang Yuan expressed his gratitude to Li Jianye.

"No, no, even if I didn't tell you, you would have found out sooner or later."

"Alright, I'll be going then." Li Jianye hadn't taken more than a few steps when he turned back and whispered a reminder: "Xiao Fang, in my opinion, even if this matter is handled, it will be a thankless task. You should think it over carefully."

"This is what we call a difficult task..."

Fang Yuan fell silent for a moment.

It must be said that Li Jianye's words make a lot of sense.

Seeing Fang Yuan deep in thought, Li Jianye smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Take care, Director Li." Seeing that Li Jianye was about to leave, Wang Qian and the others quickly got up to see him off.

Li Jianye had already stopped smiling, nodded to them with a stern face, and walked out.

After this ordeal,

Wang Qian and the others couldn't help but look at Fang Yuan with a hint of curiosity.

Since everyone works in the same building, they naturally know about the Comprehensive Section 2 where Fang Yuan used to work. Everyone says that Deputy Director Li Jianye doesn't think much of Fang Yuan.

Look at Li Jianye's attitude just now, he practically had the words "showing goodwill" written all over his face.

They couldn't help but think to themselves: This young section chief of theirs is something else!

In any case, Fang Yuan accepted the favor that Li Jianye had done for him, which was neither too big nor too small.

"Let's have a short break first."

Fang Yuan sat back down at his desk and greeted the four people.

Wang Qian and the others took out their notebooks, perked up their ears, and sat down to concentrate.

"Regarding work-related matters, I'd like to ask everyone a question first: If an owner wants his donkey to do a good job, what are some methods?"

Fang Yuan's meeting style is to first liven up the atmosphere and motivate everyone, so he doesn't get straight to the point.

Jiang Quan was the first to raise his hand, then used his buttocks to push himself up until his feet were on the ground: "I know, that's easy, just whip it."

"We're discussing work," Wang Qian retorted, frowning. "Your method is too forceful. What if the donkey gives up?"

"If it dares, I'll just switch to another one." Jiang Quan spoke with great arrogance.

Wang Qian ignored him and spoke up, saying, "I think it would be better to hang a carrot in front of the donkey."

Gu Weijie echoed, "I agree with Wang Qian's idea."

Luo Qingfeng remained silent, pondering Fang Yuan's true intention in setting this question.

Seeing that Jiang Quan and Wang Qian were arguing for a few more minutes, Fang Yuan finally interrupted, saying, "Actually, this is how the inspection work is. If we only know how to use the documents from higher authorities as a whip, then other departments and the branch factories below may achieve some results in a short period of time."

"But if we crack the whip too much, they'll become all smiles on the surface but not on the inside, and much of the work will just be superficial."

"In addition, many problems cannot be solved by a single unit or department. They may also have their own difficulties. Therefore, we need to understand the situation in order to make better decisions, rather than blindly relying on a document from a superior to pressure them."

Therefore, I believe there is another way: the master should lead the donkey to do the work. We need to be proactive and not just sit in the office, expecting them to get everything done with a single phone call.

This statement, so different from their usual way of doing things, made Wang Qian and the others fall into deep thought.

"If you don't understand something, you can think about it later." Fang Yuan began to steer the conversation toward specific work matters. "By the way, who manages our company's public accounts?"

"Me!" Wang Qian answered, raising her hand.

Fang Yuan waved his hand, signaling Wang Qian to put her hand down, and then asked, "How much money is in the account right now?"

"Five hundred yuan." Wang Qian answered without hesitation. "After we distributed our shares the day before yesterday, Section Chief Sun gave me this money and asked me to keep it for the time being."

"Alright, then you can continue to keep it safe. From now on, you must carefully record every expense to avoid any mistakes."

Wang Qian paused, just about to take out the money and account book to hand over to Fang Yuan, but unexpectedly Fang Yuan asked her to keep them safe.

Although these are public accounts, every expense must be clearly recorded, and they must be submitted to the finance department for reimbursement every month, other departments usually have their accounts kept by the section chief or department head.

In her mind, the purpose of someone rising to power is simply to gain control of the finances.

Seeing that Wang Qian didn't respond, Fang Yuan asked her, "What? Don't tell me that someone from the finance department can't even figure out this little bit of money?"

"Section Chief, I understand the calculations, you can rest assured."

A little provocation is worse than direct instruction; with just a little provocation from Fang Yuan, Wang Qian immediately agreed.

"Alright, if you don't manage our accounts properly from now on, I'll report you to Director Zhang."

Wang Qian immediately opened her small mouth slightly.

I never expected Fang Yuan to be so shameless and direct.

Fang Yuan had already decided to entrust the accounts to Wang Qian when he learned that Wang Qian came from the finance department.

He wasn't afraid of his subordinates having complicated relationships; in fact, when he first arrived at Hongxing Steel Plant, these relationships could actually be an asset.

After all, as long as the subordinates do their jobs well, they will always get a share of the credit.

Having worked for so many years in his previous life, he knew that the cadre team was not a cold list of positions or resumes, but a group of living, breathing people whose mentality could change at any time, and who could be supportive today but betrayed tomorrow.

Therefore, you can't tell who can handle things, who is good at handling things, who is a seasoned veteran, who is a rising star, who is whose "protégé," and who is a "pragmatist" who is being suppressed just by looking at the roster and related materials.

You have to walk, talk, and work your way up.