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Chapter 150 Zhou Ran Enters the Factory Part 3
Xiao Zhang's gentle wake-up bell rang on time.
Zhou Ran got up dejectedly. As a man with dignity, he had to regain the face he had lost when Lao Zhang scolded him.
Regarding the problem with the van driver, Lao Zhang blamed him for failing to supervise properly, which resulted in the samples not being delivered on time and the loss of a client for the agent. As a result, he lost his tenth day's salary. Zhou Ran thought that this act of withholding wages was very unfair, but he had no way to do anything because Zhang Zhi was in a high position.
After washing up, Zhou Ran picked up his bag and went out.
It was so hot that day that the birds didn't sing.
The factory is on the west side and he lives on the south side.
The couple ruthlessly took away all the car keys in the house. The cars were parked in the underground garage, covered with a thick layer of dust, and he was not allowed to use them.
Catching the bus every day takes a lot of time just on the journey.
What Zhao Ning meant was, "Is your current status worthy of it? Besides, how long have you had that certificate? Don't scratch it off, your salary isn't even enough to cover the cost of repairs."
He also gave him some advice: "Why don't you live in the factory dormitory?"
Zhou Ran was very resistant to sharing a dormitory with a few rough men.
Zhou Ran suddenly remembered something. There were still two months before school started. Even though he couldn't drive his car, he could still find a place to live.
On the bus, I sent a message to Qi Jin: [Find me a place to stay. My work is too far from here.]
It was still early and Qi Jin hadn't gotten up yet. Zhou Ran made two phone calls, woke Qi Jin up, and then hung up.
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Qi Jin called and scolded him for a long time before finally getting back to business. He asked, "Aren't you Director Zhou? Why are you bothering me with such a trivial matter as finding an apartment?"
Zhou Ran said leisurely: "Ah, it's just a matter of how big your hands are. If you think this is too small, how about..."
Qi Jin quickly interrupted him: "Okay, okay, stop digging a hole for me. Which house do you want to find?"
Zhou Ran said without thinking, "Huajiayuan."
Qi Jin said, "Isn't there someone in our class living in Huajia Courtyard?"
This reminded Zhou Ran, and he changed his tone: "Forget it, then let's go to the community next to Huajiayuan."
Qi Jin asked him to wait for news and hung up the phone cursing.
The bus arrives at the station.
Zhou Ran entered the factory at 8:59, and with a "beep", he clocked in successfully.
He thought he deserved praise for not being late for the first time.
The computer in the office is turned on, and Xiao Zhang is probably in the cafeteria.
There was breakfast in the cafeteria. Zhou Ran sat on a chair and waited for Xiao Zhang to bring him breakfast.
Xiao Zhang comes early every day and brings him one.
Xiao Zhang came in and was quite surprised to see him. The young master usually didn't arrive at the factory before 10 o'clock, but today he was unexpectedly early. He was spinning around in his office chair, and I don't know if he was dizzy.
"So early today?"
Zhou Ran stopped his feet on the ground and nodded with a beaming expression.
In the evening, they had to go and apologize to yesterday's agent, so Zhang Zhi arranged for him and Xiao Zhang to go together.
Xiao Zhang changed into a blue short-sleeved shirt today; he usually wears white.
He was dressed in standard office worker attire: a blue shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes. He was a young man in his twenties, and although he was skinny to begin with, he lifted his waist high, making him look like an old man.
Xiao Zhang put the porridge and steamed buns on the table: "Eat it quickly! It's hot."
Zhou Ran: "Thank you, brother. You still look younger in white."
Xiao Zhang grinned and said, "I'm going to meet clients today. If they wear white, they'll think I'm just a small salesperson and won't pay any attention to me."
Zhou Ran scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and said with a precious look: "It's quite exquisite?"
Xiao Zhang said: "Yes, you will know later."
Zhou Ran put down the spoon, looked at himself, and asked, "Should I wear it too?"
Xiao Zhang stroked his chin and looked at him, thinking for a few seconds. He was quite a handsome boy. He smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't wear it. Just don't wear it."
Zhou Ran said, "That's right. Anyway, in their eyes, I'm just an errand boy. When the time comes, you can become my boss and say that I'm a summer job incompetent."
Xiao Zhang smiled without saying anything. He took a document and went out to work. He walked out and then came back: "Let's go to Mr. Zhang's meeting at 9:30 later. Don't run away again."
Zhou Ran stirred the hot porridge and responded nonchalantly.
Within the Boya factory, the production area and office area are separated.
However, the production area has offices for the heads of various production departments. Xiao Zhang's office is in the production area, but it is bigger than those of the heads. He is Lao Zhang's eyes. Lao Zhang is also accompanied by a secretary, and they have clear division of labor. In addition to playing a supervisory role here, Xiao Zhang can also take out samples from the office in time when customers need them.
Zhou Ran has no place here. Old Zhang gave him the opportunity to choose between following the secretary or following Brother Xiao Zhang. He decisively chose Xiao Zhang, who is usually in his office.
I followed the secretary sister and did things like serving tea and water every day, and I also had to go out for social events with her and have to smile every day.
In short, it’s not easy.
Zhou Ran looked at Xiao Zhang's thin back and never thought that they would become the best partners in the end.
Before Boya moved to Mingyu No. 1, the office area was located at the entrance to the factory, with a total height of eight floors and a five-star red flag flying at the door.
Lao Zhang's office is on the sixth floor. As the saying goes, the higher the official rank, the higher the floor he lives on.
The top floor is the shareholders' meeting room, and Zhou Ji's office is on the seventh floor.
During the few days he has been here, he has been to Lao Zhang's office twice.
The rest followed Xiao Zhang to the second and third floors; the second floor was for sales, and the third floor was where the administrative, financial and personnel staff were.
The elevator went up to the sixth floor, and Zhou Ran followed Xiao Zhang at a leisurely pace.
Mr. Zhang's office was the largest one at the end. Before the two of them reached the door of Mr. Zhang's office, the door was opened from the inside.
The person who came out was not Zhang Zhi, but Zhou Ji, who ran head-on into the two of them.
Zhou Ji came over with a smile, and Xiao Zhang called out respectfully, "Mr. Zhou."
"Yeah." Zhou Ji stopped, patted Xiao Zhang's shoulder, and then turned his teasing look to Zhou Ran.
Zhou Ran was a few centimeters taller than his father, and they were a few steps apart, so they were at eye level.
The relationship between father and son is touching, and they find it tiresome to see each other twice a week. Zhou Ran's birth and growth to this age were purely accidental.
Zhou Ji is a dashing middle-aged man. He and Zhao Ning work out regularly and maintain a well-maintained body without any signs of weight gain that can be seen in middle-aged men.
His hair was trimmed meticulously, and he was wearing a dark grey striped suit that wrapped around his solid body, making him look strong and upright.
No matter where he stands, he always looks like a successful person at the top of the social pyramid. When father and son are together, people who don’t know him would think Zhou Ran is his younger brother.
Zhou Ji teased him, "You came so early? Looks like you've saved your salary for today."
Listen to this tone.
Zhou Ran forced a smile, his face showing no sign of unhappiness as he replied, "As for my salary, it's safe. Thank you, Mr. Zhou, for keeping it in mind."
Zhou Ji snorted and laughed: "What are you thinking about?"
Zhou Ran's face darkened suddenly, and Xiao Zhang tried to hold back his laughter but didn't dare to say anything.
Old Zhang stood at the office door and shouted, "Zhang Xiaohui, quickly bring the person over to the meeting."
Xiao Zhang responded: "Hey, here I come."
Zhou Ji smiled and said, "Go ahead."
Xiao Zhang quickly pulled him away.
Zhou Ran shook off his hand: "There are feet."
Zhou Ji left his head stubbornly and walked towards Lao Zhang's office.
Zhou Ji smiled and shook his head, then walked towards the elevator.
In the evening, Xiao Zhang and Zhou Ran drank a lot of wine with the client to express their apology.
Zhou Ran took a taxi to send Xiao Zhang home and went downstairs. He received a message from Qi Jin, which was a picture of the house.
Qi Jin asked him: [How about a two-bedroom apartment at my friend's house, in the complex across from Huajiayuan?]
Zhou Ran looked at the pictures and thought they were clean and cozy. He replied, "Okay, this is it."
Zhou Ran subconsciously clicked on Yan Nian's WeChat and noted her name.
I have only met Yan Nian twice. It's outrageous that I thought of her unintentionally during the first meeting.
Zhou Ran rubbed his face. This was not normal.
Thinking about the salary payment, which was less than a week away, he pondered the appropriate reciprocity and typed a line of text in the chat box: "When are you free? I'll treat you to hot pot at the university town..."
It was inappropriate and too direct. Zhou Ran deleted it and ultimately sent nothing out. He put his phone in his bag and walked back.
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Author's note: This is a special chapter. The hero has just finished the college entrance examination and is still a lazy young man who is suppressed by his parents. In the fragments of his acquaintance with the heroine during their growth process, there will be some differences in their personalities and behavior styles.
Don’t look at it through a filter!