Seeing several people in favor of expanding First Branch Factory's management team, Lu Zhizhang frowned.
When First Branch Factory had first started, its management team had been streamlined. But back then, there had only been a little over three hundred people. Later, the number of workers had surged, yet the management structure had not expanded rapidly.
Because once management departments were established in state-owned enterprises, they were difficult to cut back later, First Branch Factory had only added a General Affairs Department and one section chief.
But now everyone's eyes had gone red with envy. Housing Management, Logistics, Health, Discipline Inspection—they wanted to stuff the whole lot into place at once. Should he accept the imperial decree with gratitude, or defy it?
Blocking someone's path to office was even more hateful than blocking their path to wealth!
Seeing Lu Zhizhang frown, Li Ye coldly cut in. "Section Chief Kan, you said that none of the people in our partner construction team are from Pengcheng, so it isn't a Pengcheng company—it's hanging up a sheep's head while selling dog meat, right?"
Faced with Li Ye's icy gaze, Section Chief Kan could not help looking elsewhere. "I wasn't the one who said that. Some people raised the issue. Deputy Director Li, you know it too—many employees have worked for the unit for decades, hoping only to receive a good home. We can't let some small workshop take on the construction."
"Shoddy work? Lack of education really was terrifying."
Li Ye sneered. "Pengcheng used to be just a small fishing village. How many people could one village possibly have? Was Pengcheng Speed supposed to rely on the people of one village alone? Have the people saying that ever even been to Pengcheng?"
"Pengcheng Fenghua Construction Company, the company we partnered with, built more