Chapter 310 assumes that this time it won't be nipped in the bud.

"I'm sorry..." Ye Wenxi twisted the phone cord, her voice soft and slightly coquettish, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

A low laugh came from the other end of the line.

Actually, I didn't go.

"Huh? You forgot too?" Ye Wenxi's eyes widened, and her voice rose.

"Do you think I'm like you? That I could forget you?" Lu Weidong raised his voice slightly.

Then she softened and said:

"I've been calling Director Zhou all morning. I finally got through around 11 a.m. He told me about your situation that morning and that you were going to have lunch in a private room. I guess you were so excited that you forgot about me."

"Oh dear, I really forgot..." Ye Wenxi softened again, "I'm sorry, I got too excited. How about tonight? When you go home tonight, I'll cook you something delicious."

"Really? I haven't had Mr. Ye's cooking in ages." Lu Weidong drawled, his voice laced with laughter.

"Come back soon, I'll make you your favorite braised pork slices, ah~" Ye Wenxi's voice trailed off, like a strand of sugar.

"Okay! Is there anything else? I'll go buy groceries after get off work," Lu Weidong said.

"It's okay, don't worry about it, just go home early." Ye Wenxi said and hung up the phone.

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The office of Political Commissar Wang in the military region's office building.

Zhou Qiwen, accompanied by Director Huang of the Political Department, Director Chen of the Logistics Department, and Director Liu of the Security Department, quietly entered the office of Wang Bingyi, the Political Commissar of the Military Region. Their expressions were grave, clearly indicating they had come for an important matter.

"Old Wang, I'm here today to ask you about something," Zhou Qiwen said first, his tone respectful but not humble. "Director Huang, please explain the situation in detail."

Director Huang spent about half an hour recounting the whole story, including everything he had seen at Ye Wenxi Garment Shop that day.

"Political Commissar Wang, esteemed leaders, that's roughly the situation."

Political Commissar Wang tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, his expression calm. After listening for a moment, he remained silent before slowly speaking:

"On the surface, this matter seems similar to the previous grain-selling controversy, but the nature of it is different. This falls under the category of joint military-civilian operation. Although it is only military families that are leading the operation, the military region is also one of the beneficiaries. This is fundamentally different from the last time when it was purely a case of being framed and smeared."

Wang Bingyi, the political commissar of the military region, is in charge of ideological and political work, cadre team building, coordination of military-civilian relations, and discipline and conduct oversight. He sets the tone and direction for major matters first, ensuring that all decisions are in line with policies, do not harm the relationship between the military and the people, and do not damage the reputation of the troops. He always seeks stability, accuracy, and avoids leaving any lingering problems.

In terms of rank, he and the military region commander were both chief officers of the military region, and his position was above that of the deputy commander Zhou Qiwen. Zhou Qiwen had to consult and report to him on all major decisions.

Political Commissar Wang raised his eyes, glanced at everyone present, and added, "However, Zhou Xuchen's calculations, combined with future development trends, are indeed objective facts. Here, we probably need to consider the pros and cons from all aspects further, and we can't make a one-size-fits-all decision."

His two sentences, seemingly mild, actually contained a hidden sense of proportion. The first sentence was a warning to everyone not to act rashly or easily use the military region's power; the second sentence was not to make any definitive statements, but to leave room for maneuver.

The people who came today were all present, the same personnel as in the last "grain selling" incident.

Even Director Liu from the Security Department came along. Besides being responsible for the internal security of the military region, the Security Department also coordinates with local public security authorities.

Political Commissar Wang could tell that Zhou Qiwen was interested. But since he hadn't personally gone to the garment factory today, and had only listened to Director Huang's report, it seemed... he was still lacking something.

He picked up the teacup, but didn't drink it, and then put it down.

"Qiwen, did you go in person today?" he asked.

"Yes, I went." Zhou Qiwen nodded. "Besides Xiao Liu, the other two also went."

Wang Bingyi turned to look at Director Huang and Director Chen, and asked them:

"Who among you usually interacts with Ye Wenxi the most?"

"My daily work is probably more involved," Director Chen said. "Mainly the military region's centralized procurement, applications for some logistical equipment, and applications for and use of venues."

Wang Bingyi did not interrupt him and let him continue.

"Comrade Ye Wenxi is a person who is methodical in his work, calm in the face of adversity, and always tries to solve problems on his own first," said Director Chen.

"Are you referring to the anti-counterfeiting measures she mentioned today?" Wang Bingyi asked.

"Actually, it's more than that. She's always been like this; several things have already shown it," Director Chen said earnestly.

"Oh? What is it?" Wang Bingyi asked.

So Director Chen laid out those issues one by one: having large procurement needs but not requesting a dedicated vehicle; lacking office water but waiting until spring to dig a well; and forgoing the logistics procurement department for purchases other than large items, preferring to pay the mutual aid society to hire a "runner"...

Several things were laid out one by one, and coupled with Ye Wenxi's performance at the clothing company today, Wang Bingyi made a general judgment about this person.

However, Wang Bingyi still did not express his opinion, but instead turned his head to Zhou Qiwen.

"Old Zhou, what do you think?"

"This child is undoubtedly excellent in terms of character and conduct; she has a sense of propriety, integrity, and a sense of responsibility." Zhou Qiwen paused, "I think that since we want to do something in this era of economic reform, Ye Wenxi is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate. Besides considering her character and abilities, let's not forget another thing."

"That means she really can make this a big success." Zhou Qiwen looked at Wang Bingyi with certainty.

"Oh? You're so sure?" Wang Bingyi smiled slightly, as if Zhou Qiwen was pointing fingers at him.

While everyone present was praising Ye Wenxi's reliability and competence, only Zhou Qiwen saw through Wang Bingyi's fundamental considerations.

Wang Bingyi had always regarded Ye Wenxi as a military family member and a small business owner who generated some revenue for the military region.

As for the idea of ​​scaling up operations, becoming a national pioneer in entrepreneurship, comparable to a large factory, and leading the military region to become a model for national economic reform, he never dared to think about it and felt it was impossible.

The person who wields the "imperial sword" is not judged by whether they are qualified now, but by how high they can go in the future.

Are Ye Wenxi and her clothing company a good match?

Clearly, Wang Bingyi underestimated Ye Wenxi.

"To be honest, if we hadn't conducted several in-depth investigations into her secretly, I would have seriously suspected that she might be a highly trained enemy agent," Zhou Qiwen said with a smile.

"Her innovative spirit, her foresight, and her strategic planning are all incredibly advanced! It's not just theoretical; it's the kind of thing that can be implemented and led to success. I'm afraid she's aiming to make her brand known throughout the country."

"Therefore, I guess she has a high probability of succeeding!"

Zhou Qiwen looked at Wang Bingyi, a slight smile appearing on his lips.

"The premise is that this time it won't be nipped in the bud."