Chapter 72 Talking About ...
Yu Jun hadn't expected her to be such a young woman. It seemed he'd need to find out more about her background. Yesterday on the phone, he'd only mentioned her outstanding abilities, technical background, and being a section chief at a machinery factory; she'd even visited Shenzhen for training and observation last time.
At that moment, Yu Jun wanted to curse. One by one, ordinary employees would become deputy directors in their department, deputy directors would become directors, and directors would become deputy factory directors?! Why were they, from the fan factory, considered inferior? Why did they all come to their department to get promoted automatically?
Upon seeing Shen Jiao's long, sharp fingernails, Yu Jun showed no outward expression, but inwardly felt even more disgusted.
He didn't look like someone capable of doing real work, much less someone with technical skills. It wasn't that he was prejudiced against dressing up nicely; his wife and daughter both loved to dress up, and he never said anything, sometimes even buying them face cream. But coming to work, especially in a factory, doing technical work that required working in the workshop, this kind of attire was inappropriate. What would the workers think?
Xiao Yao dresses up a lot, especially in the summer. When she comes to his house for dinner or on weekends, she wears a different dress every time. His daughter and wife have argued with him about this several times, demanding that he buy her more dresses.
But Yao Fanghua knew that when she went to work, she should wear long sleeves and trousers appropriate for work, or simply wear a full work uniform. Anyway, Yu Jun found Yao Fanghua pleasing to the eye no matter what.
If Shen Jiao heard Yu Jun's thoughts, she might just scoff. She's already a deputy factory manager, why would she need to go to the workshop? She knows what the workshop is like. Besides, she already saw it the other day.
After the meeting, Director Geng immediately followed Yu Jun into his office, gave Yu Bei a pack of cigarettes, and told him to stand guard at the door and not let anyone get close.
Geng Youliang gave Yu Jun a vivid description of what happened at the Shenzhen Hotel, including the phrase "last place is utter nonsense," which he even imitated perfectly in tone.
"They're old classmates." Director Geng took a deep drag on his cigarette. Not to mention Yao Fanghua being unconvinced, even he was unconvinced.
Yu Jun smoked even harder.
As soon as Geng Youliang left, he called his old comrade-in-arms from the machinery factory. He didn't even exchange a few pleasantries before getting straight to the point.
"I knew you wouldn't come here unless you needed something. Why would you think of a lowly security guard like me if you didn't have something to say?"
Yu Jun: "You're not just a lowly security guard, you're the famous head of the security department of the machinery factory, you're more prestigious than me, who would dare to look down on you?"
Stop keeping me in suspense and tell me what you know.
"It's not convenient for me here. How about this, come to my place tonight, and I'll treat you to drinks." There are too many people at work, and walls have ears. There are a lot of things I can't say.
Yu Jun: "Then it's my turn to invite you."
"Come on, your wife can't keep a secret. If you feel bad about it, remember to bring a few bottles of good wine."
Yu Jun could only hold back and wait until later that night to have a proper chat over drinks.
Yao Fanghua had just returned to her office when the phone rang.
Shen Jiao asked her to go to her office.
Yao Fanghua slammed her notebook on the table, straightened her collar, and decided to go see what instructions Shen Jiao had for her!
When she arrived, Zhang Hua was already there.
Yes, the deputy factory manager in charge of technology and quality is also Zhang Hua's direct superior.
Shen Jiao pointed to two chairs opposite the desk, "Please sit down. We already met at the meeting. Especially Director Yao, who is an old classmate of mine, so there's no need for further introductions."
Zhang Hua glanced sideways, his eyes sweeping over Yao Fanghua out of the corner of his eye. His old classmate had outshone him—how ironic!
Anyway, if he could outdo his old classmate Yao Fanghua, he would be laughing in his sleep.
Shen Jiao frowned, dissatisfied with the office's sparseness. Besides a desk and chair, there was nothing else, not even a sofa for guests. The other two chairs had just been moved in. And the desk was covered in dust; the work had been done terribly.
Zhang Hua sat upright, observing Zhang Hua's expression, and said, "This was only cleaned up early this morning, it was too rushed, so the preparations are definitely not perfect. The cleaning also needs to be done again, I'll have someone come and clean it properly later. If you need anything, just tell me and I'll apply for it." He had just finished speaking when he sneezed loudly and then quickly covered his nose.
Yao Fanghua moved the chair to the side.
Seeing that Zhang Hua was pinching his nose quite obviously, Shen Jiao smiled somewhat reluctantly, "Men are no match for women when it comes to cleaning. Don't you have two female colleagues here, Director Yao? Let them do it."
Yao Fanghua refused outright, saying, "They're here to work, not to clean for you. That's not within their job scope."
Zhang Hua glanced sideways. Wow, that's impressive! He just shoved the ball right back? Did he really slap the new leader across the face? What a warrior!
Everyone knows that cleaning and tidying up the boss's desk is a long-standing tradition. Didn't Guo Xiaojuan and Li Lian tidy up your own desk and office? Didn't you tidy up Lao Yu's office yourself? Don't think he doesn't know; even the hot water was brought back for him by Guo Xiaojuan and Li Lian.
Yao Fanghua met Zhang Hua's gaze and looked back without any guilt. She didn't let Guo Xiaojuan and Li Lian clean up; they both insisted on doing it, which she understood. As for cleaning Director Yu's office, that was her own choice. Besides, with Director Geng there too, she couldn't let him steal the spotlight.
Shen Jiao gave a cold laugh, "I heard that Director Yao has a private office. Your treatment is excessive."
Zhang Hua sighed, "Deputy Factory Manager Shen has really done his homework." Indeed, Yao Fanghua had a separate office, which he had long resented. That office was his original office; he'd gone for training, and when he returned, it had changed hands. Yao Fanghua was the only one among all the department heads to hold two positions, and yet she'd even gotten herself a separate office that only factory-level leaders were allowed. Her wolfish ambitions were blatantly obvious!
Yao Fanghua: "That's the fan quality inspection office. It's not just me; Li Lian and Li Qiang are also there. They often go to the workshop or study in the next room, which is why that office seems empty." This wasn't entirely unfounded; Li Lian's old desks were still there. Officially, it was their office. In reality, the office next door was also empty; her people were all in the second-floor technical office, which was spacious, had plenty of room, and better desks and chairs, making it easier for them to communicate.
"You! This is the kind of atmosphere in the fan factory. You're sharp-tongued, argumentative, and disobedient to your superiors. You're always talking back and arguing. I'm going to have a serious talk with the factory manager."
Ha, all she does is complain about such trivial matters. She's still a suck-up. What a load of rubbish, a mere deputy factory manager. Yao Fanghua got up and left.
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