plum city

Chapter 48 Return of the King

The old Zhao brand attendance machine stood at the gate. In this way, Director Zhao was declaring his sovereignty.

After standing there for a few days, Section Chief Ma realized what it meant. He didn't want Director Zhao to be the only one to be beautiful, so he also appeared at the gate.Every day after work and get off work, he would appear next to Director Zhao wearing a crisp suit and greet everyone who came in and out with a smile.

As soon as Section Chief Ma appeared next to Director Zhao, the smile left Director Zhao's face.

As a result, the workers entering and exiting were in a dilemma. When they saw these two people, they didn’t know whether they should call them “Boss Ma” first and then “Director Zhao”, or whether they should call them “Director Zhao” first and then “Director Ma”. "Boss", you can't state it first before calling, I rank them in no particular order.

This sequence distinguishes cadence.

The workers quickly divided into several camps. Those who came in and out but refused to be called "Boss Ma" and at most nodded to him. The nod was still after the greeting of "Director Zhao". They must be those who were ready to buy out. People who have returned home after working age.

And all those who are called "Boss Ma" first and then "Director Zhao" must be those regular workers who are still planning to stay and continue working.As for those migrant workers, without exception, they are called "Director Zhao" first and then "Boss Ma", even Fang Yan's biological mother.After all, it is Director Zhao who is paying them wages now, not Boss Ma. This cannot be mistaken.

Only the few thorns who followed Zheng Datang, even though they were also migrant workers, didn't care and just called "Boss Ma" with a smile. Director Zhao and the others didn't even call or nodded. Omit him.

Two people stood there, one with a gloomy face, a dull complexion, and a somewhat dull expression. In addition, he was wearing a set of work clothes made of quickly washed white labor cloth, and he really looked like a receptionist.The other one had a red face, and from time to time he would use his hands to dust off the non-existent dust on his suit, and straighten the tie around his neck, looking completely complacent.

After standing like this for two days, Director Zhao felt that he had brought a lot of bad luck. Standing there every day, he felt as if he was being pressed on the head by Chief Ma, who was criticizing him as a bull ghost and a snake god.Even the workers who came in and out felt that Factory Director Zhao would be pissed to death by Boss Ma sooner or later. Factory Director Zhao was actually admitted to the hospital.

However, he was not angry. He went to the hospital on his own initiative and had a major examination. It was found that there was a benign tumor in his neck. The doctor told him that the surgery could be performed with or without surgery. He could do it now or later. Move again, don't rush.

Director Zhao asked for immediate surgery and was admitted to the hospital.

Factory Director Zhao was admitted to the hospital because he needed an operation, which was widely publicized. However, the workers in the factory still insisted that he was sent to the hospital because of anger, and they also insisted that Director Zhao would probably not be able to return once he left. After arriving, the factory was handed over to Boss Ma in advance.

Section Chief Ma himself thinks so. He also feels that he is now Boss Ma and Factory Director Ma. When he stands at the gate, his demeanor is even more different. When he sees those who were called "Director Zhao" and then "Director Zhao" a few days ago, People like "Boss Ma" no longer smile and nod in greeting, but instead point out their fingers and yell loudly:

"Get off the car, get off the car, you don't even know how to get off when entering or exiting the gate, do you understand the rules?!"

The person who was scolded rolled his eyes at Section Chief Ma, but still got out of the car obediently.

After Director Zhao left the gate, there was no longer Chief Ma alone at the gate, but three people. Behind him, there were two more thorns, standing like bodyguards.

To everyone's surprise, Director Zhao came back after being hospitalized for four days. His neck was still wrapped in gauze and he was already standing at the gate. The workers were surprised when they saw him.

Factory Director Zhao stood there, no longer wearing the work clothes of quick-laundered labor cloth, but the four-pocket military uniform without a collar badge that he wore back from the army when he changed jobs.Director Zhao kept this set of military uniforms at the bottom of the box and was reluctant to wear them. He only took them out and touched them when he recalled the glorious past.

Putting on the military uniform, Director Zhao looked like a different person. His waist was straightened, his chest was straightened out, and he looked a bit heroic.Even with those thorns on his head, when he saw Factory Director Zhao in this military uniform, he didn't know if his eyes were dazzled by the military green, and his head shrank involuntarily.What came back with Director Zhao was not only his energy, but also his smile.Standing at the gate after get off work, Factory Manager Zhao even joked with people. When he saw male workers, he would shout:

"Go back after get off work. Don't go to Mahjong K for a round first. Be careful when you go back and kneel on the washboard."

When he saw the female worker, he would smile and say: "Why are you in such a hurry? You are two and three minutes late. Your husband and children are starving. Please take your time."

When greeting the completion workers at the gate in the morning, Director Zhao did not turn around and walk into the communication room, but walked to the factory director's office. When he walked to the door, he first said "oh howl":
"It's been a while since I've been here."

Section Chief Ma was sitting there with his back to the door. Hearing the sound, he turned around and looked at him with some surprise.

Director Zhao walked to his desk, stretched out his finger and wiped it on the table, put his finger in front of his eyes, looked at it, and then laughed and cursed:
"Lao Ma, why are you so stingy? You're an office worker. When you clean your own desk, you don't even know to wipe my desk as well?"

Chief Ma said, "Okay, I'll wring the rag for you right now."

"Forget it, I'll do it myself, why do I have the nerve to trouble you, Boss Ma." Director Zhao laughed after saying this.

Someone came in again to say something and stood next to their two desks. After saying that, before Section Chief Ma could speak, Director Zhao waved his hand at him and said bluntly:
"Stop giving random orders. I am the director of the factory, but you are not. I, the director, still have the final say in this factory. If you want to make the decision, you will have to wait at least more than a month and hand it over slowly. Old horse, I can't bear to be impatient. Hot tofu.”

Section Chief Ma was frustrated, but he had no choice. The other party was right. He was indeed not the director of the factory yet. If he really talked about this matter, he would not be able to say it anywhere.

This kind of thing is very contagious. Within a few days, people who entered the factory director's office again came to see Director Zhao again. Chief Ma was sitting across from him and no one asked him.Section Chief Ma and the actual persons in charge of each workshop and department came in. As soon as they were halfway talking, Director Zhao waved his hand to interrupt them:
"It's not your turn to talk about this yet. Call your director over."

Or

"It's not your turn to talk about this yet. Call your section chief over."

Director Zhao sat there and released these people's military power with just a few words.

Chief Ma sat there, feeling very angry, but there was nothing he could do. All he could do was curse in his heart and say, "Just wait for me. When that day comes, you think you can pat your butt and leave, I will find you." Various reasons just make it difficult for you to leave.

Section Chief Ma has already thought about it. He will ask the finance department to tell him that this account is wrong, the inventory of that item is wrong, and he will find various reasons.If everything is wrong in the hands of you named Zhao, I can ask the restructuring leading group to get it right before leaving. This is reasonable and no one will object.

I will press your surname Zhao here, rub and rub you, and make your life worse than death.

(End of this chapter)