Wei Chunming stood there in a daze, somewhat confused about the situation.
"Wait, are you sure it's our best-selling shirt?"
The messenger touched his head and said, "This is what Director Wang sent. Many people's shirts have been torn. They are blocking the entrance of the department store to demand an explanation."
How could the shirts be easily damaged? He had seen this batch of shirts at the time. They were of good quality and fashionable, which was why they were sold at a high price.
Otherwise, ordinary people are not stupid, and any shirt can be sold for 18 yuan.
Wei Chunming suddenly became suspicious, but he didn't have time to think about it, and followed Director Wang's men to the department store.
Director Wang had sharp eyes and spotted Wei Chunming from a distance. He was delighted because the person who took over had arrived!
There were many people sitting on the steps in front of the door, waiting for the result. Director Wang stood on the steps and said loudly and passionately: "Hey! Everyone, stand up. Director Wei from the garment factory is here. These shirts were produced by their factory. I believe they will definitely give everyone a reasonable solution! Director Wei is a responsible and good man!"
As soon as Wei Chunming arrived, he heard Director Wang praising him. His face turned black, as if he was being put on the spot.
To say that he is a good and responsible man, isn't that implying that all these troublemakers are coming to him?
Director Wang didn't care about Wei Chunming's scowl at all. He came to his side enthusiastically, led him to the crowd, and said sadly, "Director Wei, you are finally here. Everyone is waiting for you. It's not easy for ordinary people to earn money. If there is a problem with the shirt, we must solve it for them. Otherwise, wouldn't we be the ones who cheated the people's money?"
"I need your advice on how to solve this problem. We need to come up with a set of rules so that the people won't suffer any loss. Don't you agree?"
Wei Chunming felt sick when he saw Director Wang's righteous expression.
Director Wang's words cleared himself of all blame and put all the responsibility on Wei Chunming.
But what's more, his words touched the hearts of many people. Everyone present developed a good impression of him and felt that he was a good and responsible leader.
"Director Wang, don't worry. You represent the department store, and I represent the garment factory. Two different units have handled this matter. How can I be the only one to take the rules?" Wei Chunming suppressed his anger and said cheerfully, "Don't worry about the responsibility first. I haven't seen how this shirt got rotten. Let's take a look at the real thing first."
Director Wang's face was grim for a moment, but he soon recovered and said meaningfully, "Director Wei, do you mean that the quality of the shirts is very good and it is impossible for them to rot easily?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the quiet crowd at the scene became agitated again.
"Director Wei, this shirt was produced by your factory, right? It even has your factory label printed on it! Look for yourself, it's almost torn into pieces! Although we are ordinary people, we won't deliberately tear the shirt to blackmail you!"
Someone shouted excitedly, and almost as soon as he finished shouting, a ball of crumpled rag fell from the sky and hit Wei Chunming in the face.
Half of it was hanging on his head, and the other half was all over his face, making him look very funny.
Wei Chunming's face was now completely black as charcoal. He reached out to tear off the clothes on his head, and when he looked down, he found that just as these people said, the shirt had been torn into pieces of rags and could not be pieced together at all.
Looking more closely, I saw the label of Shanghai Garment Factory on it.
"Director Wei, did you see it clearly? Is this a shirt produced by your factory?" someone asked loudly.
"How could this happen?" Wei Chunming asked in disbelief, holding the cloth in his hands and staring with wide eyes.
When he bought these shirts from the black market, he checked them and found that they were of very good quality...
Otherwise he wouldn't feel like he got a great bargain.
"You're asking us? We want to ask you! How dare you sell shirts of such poor quality made in your factory? You're cheating people!"
Someone else shouted excitedly.
I don't know who started it, but suddenly, many white shirts were thrown towards Wei Chunming.
Soon, he was hit so hard that his head was dizzy and his body was covered with white rags. He looked like a beggar with patches all over his body. There was no trace of the dignity of a factory director left.
Director Wang had already seen that the situation was not right and hid far away.
Seeing Wei Chunming's embarrassed appearance, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he had pushed all the responsibility onto Wei Chunming, otherwise he would be the one being surrounded and hit by the crowd.
“Give me back!”
“Give me back!”
"Black-hearted clothing factory, return the money!"
…
Everyone shouted one after another, and the voices became louder and louder, attracting more and more people to shout along.
There were also people who came to watch the fun and they all gathered around. They all looked at Wei Chunming with a mocking look in their eyes, pointing and talking.
Wei Chunming was so angry at this scene that his blood rushed to his head. The next second, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
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