Ji Wanmei, naturally beautiful and graceful, was the factory director's daughter. At eighteen, she was admitted to the provincial university. With her braids and floral skirt, her waist swaying...
Chapter 111
"Lei Tingjun, you're fired!" Ji Xingguo slammed his fist on the table and roared angrily, nearly falling over in his rage.
Ji Wanmei quickly pushed open the door and went in, only to find the office filled with a large group of people.
The Yang family father and son were also there.
Her father and Lei Tingjun stood facing each other in the crowd.
"Dad." Ji Wanmei saw that her father was in a state of panic and quickly called out, running over to support him.
"Meimei, why did you come here too? Didn't I tell you to rest at home?" Ji Xingguo said, supporting his daughter's hand.
Lei Tingjun never expected Ji Wanmei to come.
He looked at Ji Wanmei, his thin lips moved as if he wanted to explain, but found that he had no way to defend himself.
He was the one who hit someone.
He was the one who angered her father to this extent.
Ji Wanmei looked up at Lei Tingjun, her gaze traveling from his haggard and weary face down to the red marks on his fists, her expression full of incomprehension and disbelief.
She couldn't understand it. Just two hours earlier, they had gotten along so well on the train, and he had acted with such discretion.
They gradually got to know each other and grew closer; everything was so harmonious.
Why did Lei Tingjun, upon returning to Pingquan County, not even get a proper rest before coming to the department office to assault and cause trouble?
He knew perfectly well that Ji Xingguo was her father, and if he wanted to be with her in the future, he shouldn't have done such a rash thing in front of her father.
When Ji Wanmei first saw this scene, she couldn't accept it.
In particular, seeing her forty-five-year-old father so angry that his heart was pounding, Ji Wanmei's heart clenched tightly.
However, Ji Wanmei ultimately did not make such a hasty conclusion.
Based on her understanding of Lei Tingjun over the past few days, although he often liked to solve problems with his fists, he was not a simple-minded and impulsive person.
On the contrary, he often considers things carefully before deciding whether or not to do something.
Moreover, Ji Wanmei also believed that Lei Tingjun would never want to leave such a bad impression on his father unless absolutely necessary.
Ji Wanmei looked at Lei Tingjun: "Lei Tingjun, what are you doing?"
Yang Zhiping's eyes lit up when he saw Ji Wanmei coming over.
He quickly brushed aside the two female staff members who were circling around him, pressed an ice pack against his swollen cheek, walked over, and said to Ji Wanmei, "Wanmei, don't go near that thug. He's a mad dog, he'll bite anyone he sees! Be careful, don't get hurt by him. Come over here, come over to my side."
Ji Wanmei glanced coldly at Yang Zhiping, and seeing that he had been beaten and was bleeding from his nose, she felt that he deserved it.
Lei Tingjun sneered upon hearing Yang Zhiping's words: "Haven't you had enough of being beaten yet?"
Yang Zhiping quickly retreated without showing any emotion, and said with a forced smile, "You're just a mad dog. I'm a gentleman who doesn't bother with petty people."
Ji Wanmei didn't care whether Yang Zhiping lived or died; her gaze quickly swept over the people in the office.
Deputy Factory Director Yang, Zuo Quangui, Sun Xiaojun, Yang Zhiping, Lei Tingjun, and his several roommates.
As clever as Ji Wanmei was, she immediately connected the dots.
Before she went to Zhejiang, the matter of Zuo Quangui being beaten and hospitalized had never been settled.
Yang Zhiping apparently joined the factory after they went to Zhejiang.
In his previous life, Zuo Quangui was Yang Zhiping's loyal lackey. Given this, Yang Zhiping would definitely use some underhanded tactics to help Zuo Quangui. In the end, the ones who would suffer would definitely be Lei Tingjun's brothers.
At this moment, Ji Wanmei saw the expulsion execution order that Lei Tingjun had torn up and thrown on the ground.
Although the paper was torn to shreds, Ji Wanmei squatted down, picked up a few pieces of paper, and pieced them together. Seeing Sun Xiaojun's name on them, she roughly pieced together the whole story.
Ji Wanmei thought that she might have already vaguely understood the whole story.
Lei Tingjun took leave during his trip to Zhejiang with her.
He had no idea what had happened at the factory these past few days.
The reason why things erupted today is because Lei Tingjun finally returned to Pingquan County.
He rushed over to resolve the matter, only to offend the Yang family and anger her father, resulting in his own dismissal.
After figuring out the whole story, Ji Wanmei looked intently at Lei Tingjun without saying a word.
"I'm sorry." After a long pause, Lei Tingjun lowered his head and apologized to her in a voice only she could hear.
“Lei Tingjun, do you know what you’re doing?” Ji Wanmei asked calmly.
“I know,” Lei Tingjun said.
"Is this the result you wanted?" Ji Wanmei asked again.
Lei Tingjun lifted his heavy eyelids, glanced at Ji Xingguo who was glaring at him, then lowered his eyes again and remained silent.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Ji Wanmei turned her head, took a deep breath, and supported Ji Xingguo, saying, "Dad, let's go back. We can leave things here to the people below. Don't upset yourself."
Ji Wanmei, supporting Ji Xingguo, brushed past Lei Tingjun and walked away.
At that moment, Lei Tingjun felt that he and Ji Wanmei were somehow heading in opposite directions.
They drifted further and further apart, and it seemed as if Ji Wanmei was about to leave his life from this moment on.
Lei Tingjun's heart suddenly panicked.
He turned around and called out, "Wait a minute."
Ji Xingguo patted Ji Wanmei's hand, stopped in his tracks, and instructed the department head: "Take Deputy Factory Director Yang, Staff Member Yang, and Zuo Quangui to the hospital for treatment. Everyone else, go about your business and clean this place up."
"All of you, disperse! Those who are supposed to go back to work, go back to work. If you don't want to work, hand in your resignation letters right now!" Ji Xingguo glanced at the group of workshop workers that Zhou Peng and Lao Xiao had brought over.
Finally, Ji Xingguo's gaze fell on Lei Tingjun, and his tone suddenly became sharp: "As for you, Lei Tingjun, pack your bags and leave Dongfang Factory immediately! We can't tolerate a big shot like you here."
After saying that, Ji Xingguo let out a heavy snort and left with his daughter.
As she reached the door, Ji Wanmei turned back and gave Lei Tingjun one last look with a complex and unreadable expression.
Looking at Ji Wanmei's eyes, Lei Tingjun felt all his strength drain away, and his hands began to tremble involuntarily.
Zhou Peng and Lao Xiao, among others, rushed forward, "Boss?"
Lei Tingjun's dark eyes were fixed on the doorway. He desperately wanted to catch up with Ji Wanmei at this moment and explain everything to her.
But he couldn't; he wasn't qualified.
Even if he called out to her, what could he possibly say to her?
After a long pause, Lei Tingjun said in a hoarse voice, "Let's go back first."