"Louis, what do you think if we have a Steel Culture Festival?"

Wang Lei smiled and shook hands with this white man in his fifties and had a striking big nose, then asked the other party to sit down, then gestured with his hands and said.

Louis Pedro, director of Braddock's Employment and Economic Development Bureau, has worked in private enterprises, including the United States Steel Corporation and PPG Industrial Group, and has worked as a business manager.

But in Braddock, Louis was only responsible for unemployment benefits and economic statistics, and had almost no contribution to economic development. At least in Wang Lei's opinion, his work was unqualified.

In the face of Wang Lei's vitality and sharpness, Louis Pedro seemed a little dull and he felt very uncomfortable. After sitting down, he quickly changed his seating position, and even looked a little nervous on his face.

"Uh, is the Steel Culture Festival? That's a good idea to remember Braddock's former glory." Louis Pedro was obviously stunned, and then said hurriedly.

Wang Lei shook his head with some disappointment. The director of the Employment and Economic Development Bureau seemed to be not sensitive to the economy: "No, no, no, we don't need to remember the past, we want to develop the future."

"I hope this Steel Culture Festival can attract Americans and even tourists from other countries. You know, there are many people visiting Pittsburgh every year. We have to find ways to pull them to Braddock, and they will bring business and employment opportunities." Wang Lei reached out and drew a circle in the air, saying passionately.

"Oh, that's a great idea. I think we can give it a try." Louis nodded and agreed, but Wang Lei couldn't hear anything useful from his words. His real thoughts on tourism and cultural festivals, the advantages and disadvantages of the town, the way of operation and ideas, etc., were all gone.

"Okay, thank you, Louis. If you are interested in this issue, you can try to think about it. I hope we can build a better Braddock together." Wang Lei was a little discouraged and tried to talk about several topics, but there was no gain. He had to get up again and shake hands with Louis Pedro, not wanting to continue wasting time.

Of course, he is willing to give the other party another chance, if he can think carefully and think of some good ideas after he goes back.

"Vinola, call me Barbara, she can come here." Wang Lei sent Louis Pedro to the door, and after he left, he said to Winola, the clerk of the administrative bureau.

As the mayor, Wang Lei did not have a ** office, but was in a large office like the Administration and the Finance and Budget Executive Bureau. Like Erinda and Paul Harris, the Director of the Budget Executive Bureau, he has a separate compartment. His compartment is slightly larger and the mayor's assistant also works here.

After the employees returned to their posts one after another, Wang Lei did not come forward to comfort him. He asked the assistant mayor Donna to do the job, and he had to maintain the authority he had finally established.

What happened yesterday and today made him fully understand that it was not enough to just extend an olive branch, and he still had to have a big stick in his hands, which scared everyone's greed and laziness.

He doesn't feel that he has to do everything himself. He doesn't have enough time, energy, or even ability, nor does he have the need.

Wang Lei often reads the biography of some politicians, entrepreneurs, management masters and their governance and management ideas. His favorite entrepreneur is Jack Welch, the current CEO of General Electric, and his management ideas - to be a leader, not a manager.

When Jack Welch first took over General Motors, Ge's annual sales were only US$25 billion and profits of US$1.5 billion. Its market value ranks only tenth among listed companies in the United States. By 1999, General Electric was expected to achieve sales revenue of US$110 billion, ranking fifth in the world, with a profit of more than US$10 billion, the world's first. Among all listed companies, Ge's market value has ranked second in the world, close to 400 billion, second only to Microsoft, which is currently at its peak and has a market value of rockets.

The first thing Jack Welch did in charge of Ge was to reform the internal management system and reduce management levels and redundant staff. He reduced Ge's original eight management levels to four or even three. In just a few years, he cut off a quarter of the companies, cut more than 100,000 jobs, cut 350 operating units into 13 major business units, and sold nearly $10 billion worth of assets.

When Wang Lei was in office, he decided to take action against redundant employees and carry out institutional reforms, which was also influenced by Jack Welch, because redundant employees are the biggest threat to an organization.

Similarly, he is also practicing Jack Welch's creed of "being a leader" and handing over specific matters to the assistant mayor Donna and the department head. As a leader, all he has to do is recruit outstanding talents, motivate and exert their abilities.

Just as Jack Welch said: The job of a leader is to recruit the best talents from all over the world every day. They must love their employees, embrace their employees, and motivate their employees.

The most important thing he has to do now is to find an economic assistant. This candidate must be able to understand Wang Lei’s ideas, help him formulate Braddock’s development plan, and implement it.

Donna has strong coordination and organizational skills, but she lacks experience in business management and has no open mind. Louis Pedro is obviously even more inappropriate, and Wang Lei must find someone else.

Barbara Mello is the director of the Bureau of Housing and Community Development and one of the few government employees who have a resume in the private economy sector and have served as managers.

"Barbara, how do you think it's like to build a large exhibition hall in Braddock?" Wang Lei said with a smile after Barbara sat down.

Barbara is 34 years old this year, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses that almost cover most of her face. Her ochre yellow hair is mixed with some gray hair. I don’t know if it’s dyed, which makes her look very old.

She is shorter, but not fat, but she is wearing very fat clothes. Her appearance can easily give people a lazy feeling, but the eyes from behind the lenses are so sharp that they are scary.

"Exhibition Hall? Are you preparing to display Braddock's history, or are you honoring at school?" Barbara's voice was as sharp as her eyes, and her words were even more sharp.

Wang Lei didn't feel like he was being hit. He knew that this was the style of this woman. He laughed twice as if he heard a funny joke: "Ah, artwork, what do you think?"

"There are many museums in Pittsburgh. Braddocks don't understand art. They are all vending and only know how to eat." Barbara said disdainfully.

Wang Lei knew that this sloppy woman seemed to understand what she meant. He explained in a serious way: "The museum is full of old things. I am talking about contemporary art, those avant-garde and postmodern artists. Their artworks have transcended people's normal lives and are incompatible with the natural atmosphere. Braddock's steel stove, rust, gray and dilapidated are the most suitable for their temperament."

"Yes, there is poverty and despair." A different light flashed in Barbara's eyes, staring at Wang Lei without blinking.

Wang Lei looked at Barbara without any weakness. This woman was like a proud Nikola turkey. I hope her abilities are as outstanding as her personality: "Yes, but we still have to let everyone see hope, those people's artists are what we need."

Barbara stared at Wang Lei for a while and finally nodded: "You are very good, comparable to the most powerful duck in a nightclub. As Braddock's top brand, you can also bring fame. Braddock does not lack nightclubs. Those abandoned churches are the most suitable. However, we have to have money to dress them up and go out to pick up customers."

"Very great!" Wang Lei smiled and gave Barbara a thumbs up. It was her. This woman's metaphor is very vulgar, but it just rightly points out the key points of the plan.

Her temper seems to be not very good, but in just a few words, she can understand Wang Lei’s plans and ideas, and there should be no problem with her ability.

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