Chapter 37 There is no Confucianism

Shengli Oilfield is located in Beijing, and naturally there are many places that need public relations.

Wu Hong, deputy director, is already the top expert in the oilfield. In his hands, he has the brilliant experience of spending hundreds of millions of yuan on Shengli Oilfield.

However, his family knows his own family's affairs. There are too many government gates in Beijing, and it's too deep. With his small body, it's good to be able to pick up the courtyard wall of the Ministry of Petroleum. Other key ministries and commissions still need some oilfield leaders to take action.

This time, his task is also not light, but it is rare for him to lead the team. Needless to say, he is mentally nervous.

Don't care about tidying up your clothes. Wu Hong took out two bags of Hongta Mountain from the box, reached into it, and took out a box of 20 soft Chinese cigarettes.

Before 1988, Chinese cigarettes were all specially supplied. In addition to government channels, it can usually only be bought in foreign supply companies, friendship stores or overseas Chinese stores, and foreign exchange is used. If he didn't come to Beijing, Wu Hong would be reluctant to use it at all.

If Hongta Mountain is described as a grenade, Chinese smoke is an explosive bag. It can be said that carrying it to attack the city and pull out the fortress is unfavorable.

When Wu Hongxin waited for Su Cheng to answer the phone, he immediately rushed out of the room and stopped in the corridor with a smile, "Su Ke, are you back?"

"Director Wu?" Su Cheng raised his head and smiled, still opening his door.

Wu Hong took three steps and two steps to Su Cheng, smiled like a diamond and said, "Su Ke is not busy. Let's have a chat."

"You said." Su Cheng opened the door, and his tone was still thousands of miles away.

Wu Hong had long been used to covering other people's cold buttocks with a hot face. He automatically and consciously entered Su Cheng's room, but his smiling face turned into a resentful face. He sighed repeatedly, "Oh, Su Ke, when I saw your room, I feel uncomfortable. Well, you are the new Long March attacker of our Shengli Oilfield, a person who competes for our face, so you should live in such a good room. But, don't think that our oil field is a vice-ministerial unit, the deputy director of my office can also say a few words in the oil field, but when it comes to Beijing, hey, it's nothing.

As he said, he took a cigarette in his hand, handed another one to Su Cheng like a friend, and said, "I don't know if I don't go to Beijing. To be honest, every time I come to Beijing, I try my best to find the old leaders. It's different this time..."

Su Cheng was annoyed by his sigh and said helplessly, "What's the matter with you? Tell me directly."

"Can you introduce some friends in the press? If we can report on our oil field, it will be much easier. Of course, Wu Hong's goal is not a few small reporters, but there must be a start.

Su Cheng couldn't laugh or cry and said, "Isn't it reported that we have such a big Shengli oilfield? Anyway, it's all known to everyone.

"You can't think so. No matter how big the enterprise is, it has to show up in the news from time to time, otherwise, ordinary people will soon forget it. You know, the way many leaders see our Shengli oilfield is the way of ordinary people.

Wu Hong explained a few simple sentences, which surprised Su Cheng.

This kind of thinking is quite advanced.

At least in the impression of Sucheng, even in the 21st century, it is difficult for China's big brands to generate this marketing awareness without strong competitors.

To some extent, Director Wu is at the forefront of the times.

Unfortunately, the leader value his coordination ability. The so-called marketing strategy can only be used as a pastime after dinner.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Wu Hong was cruel and took out the Chinese cigarette.

Su Cheng's eyes suddenly lit up and said curiously, "There is Chinese smoke now."

"Look at what you said, the Chinese cigarette is our national cigarette. At that time, Premier Zhou used it to entertain guests from all over the world." Wu Hong smiled bitterly: This master is also an awesome man. If you don't see a rabbit, you don't scatter an eagle.

Seeing Su Cheng playing with a cigarette box, Wu Hong had the motivation to say the request just now.

In fact, Su Cheng doesn't matter. He just felt troublesome and said, "I really only know a few little reporters, all of whom are my classmates. I just graduated this year. If you are willing to see me, I will see you. I just made an appointment for a few class reunions in the evening. I'm afraid they can't help or something.

"Look at what you said, I'm just looking for a leader." Wu Hong felt that Su Cheng was modest. From his point of view, the background of the little fat apprentice who appeared before is much stronger than that of ordinary oilfield leaders. With the spirit of the oil hotel and the local superior leisure hall-level leaders, they can't live in the room in Suzhou City.

Su Cheng shrugged his shoulders, stuffed the Chinese cigarette into his pocket, took out a peony, and said with a smile, "Director Wu, the two of us have changed cigarettes."

In later generations, a pack of peonies is three or four yuan, and one is forty yuan. And the better Chinese cigarettes also have this price. There is no big problem with his exchange.

But in this era, Su Cheng's action still scared Director Wu.

A grenade is enough to capture many positions. But he didn't understand why Su Cheng was so generous.

In fact, anyone who has a base of 20,000 dollars and buys a few more yuan of tobacco and alcohol, there will be no feeling.

In the afternoon, Su Cheng set out with Wu Hong, found the agreed Runfa Restaurant and sat in, waiting for Liuzi and his party to meet.

Wu Hongjian Hotel is adjacent to Chang'an Street. The decoration is elegant and exquisite, and it is immediately a lot of peace of mind. At the same time, I secretly think: Sucheng is indeed a person with wisdom. He is knowledgeable and interesting. That is to say, we have bowed our heads and opened our mouths. How can we find a few young reporters to deal with errands?

Soon, Liuzi came, Wang Ting came, Zhu Kai came... They were all too young, just like a college reunion in Sucheng.

Because it hasn't been long since I graduated, a lot of people came. Some former students also came happily when they heard that it was Su Dacaizi, who was repeatedly published in newspapers.

Therefore, Su Cheng didn't have time to introduce Wu Hong at all, so he fell into greeting his classmates and coordinating the work of the private room.

Wu Hong sat in the corner and listened to Liu Zi and others chatting. Due to his professional relationship, at least four or five of them were engaged in media-related work.

It's really a little reporter! - Wu Hong's face turned white and red.

In the end, he gave up and finally found an opportunity to pull Su Cheng's clothes: "Su Ke, next time there will be a slightly older heavyweight, introduce two to us. You young people are lively, so I won't get in it."

"Where do I know any heavyweights... Well, I'll give it to you."

Su Cheng sent Wu Hong to the door and heard someone in front of him shout, "Su Caizi, my Wang is here."

"Wang Shuo!" Su Cheng waved his hand with a smile and turned to Wu Hong and said, "Director Wu, let's get here today, and I'll pick up someone later."

Wu Hongqi stood there and hummed.

At this time, I heard someone next to me say, "I heard that Wang Shuo entered the secretary class and was too busy to go home. This time he actually came."

"He wrote poems with Su Cheng. He must have come to meet him."

Wu Hong finally didn't get carried away by anger. After hearing the secretary, he took a class word and immediately asked, "This Wang Shuo, where did you go to the secretary class?"

"Brother, you are such an old man, the third year old man. Wang Shuo went to the State Council and was selected into the secretary class again. He has been proud recently.

Wu Hong's heart trembled: Secretary Class of the State Council!

Looking back, another yellow-faced man entered the door and hugged Su Cheng.

Wu Hong asked again, "Who is this?"

"Niu Bibi from the last session seems to have entered the Ministry of Foreign Trade."

"Ministry of Foreign Affairs." Liu Zi, who came to greet his classmates at the door, immediately corrected it.

Wu Hong no longer dared to make it bigger. He asked respectfully, "I forgot to ask, you are..."

"Brother, you are not from the Chinese department, are you? My sixth son is now a young reporter in China Youth Daily.

"Oh, there are no small reporters in the big newspaper." Wu Hong was about to give full play to his eloquence. He remembered that he had just chatted with Liuzi and was misunderstood by him as a little reporter. He couldn't help asking, "Where do the people at your table work?"

Liuzi saw that he came with Su Cheng, so he introduced pleasantly: "Zhu Kai is in People's Literature, Wang Ting is in the Ministry of Public Security, Lao Mao People's Daily, Lao Bei is in Xinhua News..."

Wu Hong began to feel heartache. He moved to Shicai's table without saying a word.

Su Cheng was also walking back at this time and asked strangely, "Director Wu, what's wrong?"

"Oh, I'm thinking that there's nothing to do at noon, so I'll stay for a while. You young people are energetic, and it's good to be a little energetic. Wu Hong said in a low voice and seemed to apologize, "I came out in a hurry, and I didn't bring much money. Remember to issue an invoice later, and I'll reimburse you when I go back to calculate the hospitality."

"That won't work."

As soon as Su Cheng finished speaking, someone shouted: "Xiao Su, I heard that you came to Beijing and asked someone before I knew that you were here. Why didn't you make a phone call?

The speaker was Director Liu of the Personnel Department, followed by the dog leg Xiaopang, who was responsible for leading the way.

Of course, Director Wu knows the iron-faced Liu, who holds his power of life and death, but he has never heard of it. Director Liu has a smile on his face.

Look back at Su Cheng with a calm expression. Wu Hong suddenly had the impulse to kneel on his knees.

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