"Hello, Secretary Li, is the factory director here today?"

"Yes, I'm already waiting for you in the office. Come with me."

"OK."

After registering at the door, Lin Siya followed Secretary Li in.

The textile factory is indeed a state-owned enterprise, with several thousand workers alone.

The factory is very large and is divided into three areas. The factory director's office is in area one, which is closest to the entrance.

The two walked for a few minutes and arrived at the factory director's office.

"Come in!" A calm male voice came from the office.

Secretary Li walked in and Lin Yaya followed behind.

The factory director is a man in his 40s who used to be a soldier. He has a sense of righteousness.

"Hello, Director!" Lin Yaya took the initiative to greet him.

"Comrade Xiaolin, please sit down quickly. Secretary Li, please quickly pour Comrade Xiaolin a glass of water."

The factory director had known Lin Siya for a long time and understood the purpose of her coming, but when he saw Lin Siya's thin body, he couldn't help feeling a little guilty. It was because he had not done his job well that the child suffered so much.

"Comrade Xiaolin, it's because our factory leaders didn't do their job properly that you've suffered for so long. On behalf of the textile factory, I apologize to you. I also assure you that the two jobs your parents left behind will be handed over to you. You can handle them at your own discretion."

Lin Siya didn't expect that the factory director would take the initiative to bring it up before she had figured out how to tell her boss about her parents' work. This was perfect.

"Director, this isn't your fault. You've only been here for a short time, so you definitely don't understand the situation. I came here today to talk to you about my parents' work."

"Comrade Xiaolin, if you have any ideas, our textile factory will do its best to satisfy you."

"Look, Director, you know I'm the only one left in my family. I definitely can't take both jobs my parents left me. I only need one job, and I want to return the other one to the textile factory."

"What? You want to return another job to the textile factory?" Director Yang was very surprised. This was not something else. You know, it is very rare to have a formal job these days.

"Yes, it is."

"Kid, you have to think this through carefully. This job is worth a lot of money nowadays."

Director Yang is not a pedantic person. He certainly knows that if he transfers a job to someone else, he can get at least 500 to 800 yuan, not to mention even more if it is a cadre position.

"Of course I know, Director. This is what I thought. One reason is that I'm the only one left in my family, and I can't handle two jobs myself. It's better to return the other job to the textile factory so that our factory can recruit someone more useful to our factory. Another reason is that when I was hospitalized last time, our factory leader said he would give me compensation. Originally, I was too embarrassed to ask for this compensation. After all, our factory had already given my parents a pension, but for some reason, my parents' pension disappeared. That's why I shamelessly asked for this compensation. I thought, since I want this compensation, then I won't want the other job. It's as if the factory has bought this job. And with this compensation and another job, my future life will definitely be fine."

"Okay, okay, Comrade Xiaolin, you truly are worthy of being the child of our martyrs. You have a very high level of ideological awareness. Since you have made up your mind, I agree to your request."

"Okay, thank you, Director."