Chapter 53 The Factory Director's Dream Shattered
Ever since Zhou Tingmei ran out crying that day, she acted as if nothing had happened the next day, still pretending to be close to Gu Yihan.
Gu Yihan gave it the cold shoulder.
"Xiao Han, the New Year is almost here, are you going home today?" Sister Li asked.
Gu Yihan looked up at Sister Li knitting a sweater and felt as if she had an endless supply of sweaters to knit.
Gu Yihan replied, "No, I'm not going back. I only have three days off. I can save on travel expenses and send more things home."
She's been doing this for years. Actually, Grandma Gu is happy as long as she gets money or gifts.
"Do you know?" The voice arrived before anyone could be seen.
Everyone in the office was looking at the door when Zhou Tingmei pushed it open, panting heavily.
Leaning against the doorframe and looking at them, he said, "Director Li's decision is out."
Sister Li asked curiously, "What was the result?"
Zhou Tingmei walked to her desk and sat down, letting out a sigh of relief: "His wife broke off their relationship with him, and he was sent to a farm in the Northwest."
Sister Zhuang looked at Gu Yihan and said sarcastically, "The deputy factory director has finally gotten his wish; that temporary replacement can be removed soon."
Gu Yihan could sense that Sister Zhuang would become sarcastic and emotionally volatile whenever Deputy Factory Director Shen was mentioned.
Despite her doubts, she said softly, "This is something even the factory committee shouldn't know, yet Sister Zhuang has better access to information than the factory committee?"
Sister Li: "..."
Sister Zhang found it amusing. Sister Zhuang didn't even consider that Gu Yihan wasn't someone to be trifled with.
Liu Yang walked into the office with the documents in his hand and asked in surprise, "Why is it so quiet?"
Gu Yihan: "..."
Liu Yang handed the document to Gu Yihan: "This is a list of personnel changes for this month from the Human Resources Department."
Gu Yihan took the document, flipped through it, and closed it. Her heart was in turmoil. She had accidentally seen the personnel who were being reassigned, and they were very close to Director Shen.
Although the personnel changes were not significant, it was clear that Deputy Factory Director Shen was making arrangements for his own people.
Seeing Gu Yihan staring blankly at the personnel list, Liu Yang asked curiously, "Xiaohan, is there something wrong with this list?"
Gu Yihan snapped out of her daze and pretended to be puzzled, saying, "No problem, it's just that I saw several deputy directors promoted to workshop directors."
"Oh, oh, the personnel department said it was approved by the factory leadership."
Gu Yihan nodded thoughtfully, indicating that she understood.
Suddenly, a hand holding a lipstick appeared in front of her.
"Xiao Han, look at this lipstick, isn't the color beautiful? It's for you," Zhou Tingmei said with a smile.
Gu Yihan's heart pounded; she was getting annoyed to death. It was like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken—what good intentions could Zhou Tingmei possibly have?
Even if she dared to accept it, she wouldn't dare to use it, and could only politely refuse, saying, "I'm allergic to lipstick, you can keep it for yourself."
Sister Li was drinking water when she heard Gu Yihan say she was allergic to lipstick. She forgot to swallow and stared at her with her eyes full of water.
Zhou Tingmei could only awkwardly withdraw her hand and said with a smile, "I'll bring you something special next time."
Gu Yihan could only pretend not to hear or see and continue with her work. It was the end of the month, and she was about to get busy.
At the entrance of the machinery factory, Zhou Tingmei saw Zhang Qiang from afar and slowly walked towards him.
Before Zhou Tingmei could speak, he asked, "How's it going? Have you given the lipstick out yet?"
Upon hearing Zhang Qiang's voice, Zhou Tingmei gasped for breath, her hand clenching tightly into her sleeve as she said, "No, she didn't accept it."
Zhang Qiang's eyes darkened, and he slapped her across the face.
Zhou Tingmei felt dizzy from the slaps, and kept her head down, biting her lip tightly without saying a word.
Zhang Qiang stared coldly at Zhou Tingmei: "Don't forget, I can let you stay in Jinyang City, or I can let you go back to your old haunts."
She turned around and walked back. Only after Zhang Qiang had walked far away did Zhou Tingmei dare to look up, staring at his back with a sinister look: "You'll regret this."
Time flies, and it's already the day before the annual leave.
Gu Yihan woke up early. The bed was so warm and cozy, and she didn't want to get out of bed at all. Who would have thought that she would have to work on New Year's Eve?
Gu Yihan walked in front, and Mao Mao followed behind, constantly staring at Gu Yihan's calves with his head, annoyed that she was walking too slowly.
"Mao Mao, you can go to Grandpa's place first."
Mao Mao ignored Gu Yihan and could only walk in front of her.
Entering the office, Gu Yihan sat there, unwilling to move.
Looking at Gu Yihan's condition, Sister Li asked, "What's wrong? Are you sick?"
Gu Yihan thought to herself, "Can I really say I don't want to go to work? These days, labor is the most honorable thing."
Gu Yihan replied dismissively, "It's nothing, I just have a bit of a headache."
Sister Zhuang sneered, "Do you know that our machinery factory is going to have a factory director parachuted in? Are you happy about that?"
Gu Yihan looked at her suspiciously: "Sister Zhuang, do you have some kind of relationship with Deputy Factory Director Shen?"
Sister Zhuang sneered, "How could I have anything to do with him? Isn't it you who has something to do with him?"
Gu Yihan's face instantly turned cold: "It's okay, so you're targeting me? Do you think I'm easy to bully?"
"Ha, you're right. I'm a student of Deputy Factory Director Shen's daughter. Didn't you know that?"
Sister Zhuang raised her voice and said, "Who in the factory doesn't know that you're the deputy factory director's chosen daughter-in-law?"
Gu Yihan looked at her calmly: "It seems I need to ask the Women's Federation. Can the factory leaders force workers to buy and sell goods and arbitrarily interfere with workers' arranged marriages?"
"Sister Zhuang, you'll have to be my witness then, telling me the time, the place, who I was with, and what I said."
Gu Yihan watched as her face gradually lost all color.
She continued, "They arranged the marriage without my knowledge. Sister Zhuang, you can't just watch your department be poisoned by feudal remnants, can you?"
Sister Zhuang exclaimed, "I don't know, I didn't say that."
The office was completely silent; Zhou Tingmei, who usually loved to cause trouble, was unusually quiet.
Shen Family
Mr. Shen slammed the door shut as he entered, sat on the sofa, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it down.
Hearing the noise, Mrs. Shen walked from the kitchen to the bedroom and looked at Mr. Shen: "What's wrong with you now? Did the door offend you?"
Mr. Shen looked coldly at Mrs. Shen: "What do you know?"
Mother Shen was displeased. "So what if you became the factory manager? You're acting all high and mighty just because you're at home all day?"
Mr. Shen picked up the teacup and smashed it in front of Mrs. Shen. The shards of the teacup flew and cut Mrs. Shen's cheek.
"If you can't speak properly, then shut up. You eat and drink my food. If I weren't the factory manager, would you be living a life where everyone fawns over you?"
"Have we forgotten the days when we couldn't even afford to eat because we've had so many good days?"
Chen's mother stood there, sobbing softly.
Father Shen stood up irritably and roared, "Cry, cry, all you do is cry! You've cried away all the good fortune in our family!"
Mother Shen looked at him in disbelief: "You despise me? Why didn't you despise me when you married me?"
Looking at Shen's mother, hurtful words slipped out: "You still think you're a little girl? Back then, besides me, who else would want you?"
Mother Shen pointed at Father Shen, her whole body trembling: "You...you said you don't mind?"
Father Shen scoffed, "Why would I care? I've raised your bastard daughter to adulthood properly, aren't you satisfied?"
Without saying a word, Chen's mother trembled as she leaned against the wall and returned to her bedroom.
Looking at the shards scattered on the ground, Father Shen said with a depressed expression, "I used to be constantly being suppressed by a junior. I finally managed to bring him down, and now another one has been parachuted in? I want to see what he's capable of."
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