Chapter 1322 Old Yang really harmed himself, others, and the factory.

The day after the first snow, I spent another day at the steel rolling mill, handling all the orders from the Canton Fair one by one, before finally completing my task.

The newly arrived factory director, Zheng, was a straightforward person: "Comrade Chuxue, although the unpleasant incident happened before I arrived, I still want to apologize to you on behalf of the factory. All the employees of the factory will never forget your contributions to the factory."

He handed over a formal employee application form and two electric fan vouchers, saying, "This is the compensation we agreed on before."

Chu Xue didn't hesitate, after all, it was agreed upon in advance.

Then, Factory Director Zheng handed Chuxue a note: "Your salary from last month and the bonus from the Canton Fair have been specially approved. You can go to the finance department to collect them now."

Chu Xue sincerely thanked her, saving her the trouble of making another trip.

After saying goodbye to the factory leaders, I went straight to the third finance department.

As soon as she entered, Section Chief Xu from the Third Section saw her: "Chu Xue, what brings you here at this hour?"

Chu Xue smiled and handed over the factory manager's approval slip: "I'm here to collect my last month's salary and the factory's bonus from the Canton Fair."

Section Chief Xu wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He couldn't help but curse Director Yang's ancestors in his heart, thinking: It's such a pity to let such a talented person go like this.

They already knew each other, and with the factory manager's approval, Chu Xue quickly received her money.

Without lingering, he said, "Section Chief Xu, everyone, you're busy, I'll be going now."

As soon as she left, the three departments started discussing: "That Director Yang is really a scoundrel. Xiao Chuxue's departure is a loss for our factory."

Where there are people, there is conflict. Sure enough, dissenting voices immediately emerged: "The way you're talking makes it sound like the factory can't function without Xiao Chuxue."

"Even though they've resigned, the factory office still has to invite them over to communicate with those foreign business representatives. Am I wrong?"

"The Canton Fair only happens once a year. Besides, this has never happened in previous years. Maybe it was a trap she set up in advance."

"She knew she would be abandoned once she returned, so she dug a hole for herself beforehand. You really dare to say anything."

While the people from the three departments were bickering, Chu Xue had already entered the door of the Finance Department: "Department Chief, everyone, I'm back to see you."

When everyone saw her come in, Sister Hong smiled and said, "I was thinking of going over to check on you later to see if you had finished your business. Is everything settled now?"

Chu Xue nodded: "Yes, it's all taken care of. I figured I had some time, so I came to check on everyone."

Section Chief Li then came out with a smile: "Old Yang is really harming himself, others, and the factory."

Factory Director Zheng had considered bringing Chu Xue back to work, but he was dissuaded. Those who knew Chu Xue well knew her personality; things had already come to this point, and she probably wouldn't go back to her old ways. It was better for the factory director to refrain from making such a suggestion.

After chatting with everyone for a few minutes, she prepared to say goodbye and leave: "I have to catch a bus back to the military family compound, so I'll be going now."

Sister Hong stood up at this moment: "I'll see you off."

Chu Xue didn't refuse, thinking that Sister Hong wanted to give her some private advice, but when she reached the stairwell, Sister Hong handed her a bicycle ticket: "You came at the right time today, I just got the bicycle ticket last night."

Chu Xue was surprised by this; she had almost forgotten: "Master, you still remember this matter?"

Upon hearing the word "Master," Sister Hong suddenly felt a lump in her throat and mentally cursed Director Yang's ancestors for eighteen generations. She suppressed her reluctance and said, "We had an agreement before, so you should put it away quickly."

(End of this chapter)