"No one else made any mistakes," said Ren Huaibo.
"What do you mean?" Qi Yan asked impatiently, "Are you deliberately targeting my senior sister?"
Ren Huaibo was also unhappy. "What do you mean? Didn't you say that everyone in your group excluded you? Why are you speaking up for Zhou Mo now?"
"I..." Qi Yan was speechless for a moment.
This is what he said when he was trying to get Ren Huaibo to talk.
"Alright, alright," Pang Yuan said irritably, "Can we just start working first?"
"What should we do?" Ren Huaibo asked, "Look at Zhou Mo. He hasn't finished his meal yet and is probably slacking off again. What should we do with all those cars outside? Are we going to just watch them blocking the door? Should we send someone over to clear them?"
Pang Yuan had a headache. He had clearly told them to get down to business first, but Ren Huaibo was still going on and on.
It would have been fine if it was just Ren Huaibo, but the key point was that the several people who came with Ren Huaibo at the time started to give up, saying it was unfair.
They thought that working as loaders in the warehouse was too tiring, and Zhou Mo didn't do any heavy work, and she did her job wrong. They still wouldn't let her leave. If she made another mistake later, who would be responsible?
Anyway, no matter what, we have to cooperate with Ren Huaibo to blame Zhou Mo and make Zhou Mo leave.
Qi Yan didn't understand what the benefits of forcing Zhou Mo to leave were.
While everyone was still expressing their strong dissatisfaction with Zhou Mo, Zhou Mo put on his raincoat after finishing his meal and returned to his post at the gate to direct vehicles.
Some people want to say something but can't seem to open their mouths.
Qi Yan said sarcastically, "If you think I'm not good enough, why don't you go get wet in the rain by yourself?"
"What do you mean?" Ren Huaibo stopped Qi Yan.
Now Ren Huaibo obviously realized that Qi Yan was no longer on the same page with him.
Pang Yuan saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he immediately stepped forward and stood between the two men to stop them. "Are you here to work? Are you here to quarrel? It's already this time, and you can't tell the difference between the primary and the secondary?"
When Ren Huaibo heard Pang Yuan trying to smooth things over, he immediately quit. "Brother Pang, that's not very honest of you. Have we been sitting around doing nothing this morning? Did we not do any work, or did we not do what you assigned us to do?"
Pang Yuan was speechless for a moment. He thought to himself, this person is really hard to please.
The bad thing about asking for help from others is that you have to let these students do the work. It's fine if they are obedient, but if they are disobedient and there are troublemakers like Ren Huaibo, it's really difficult to deal with.
Pang Yuan was not a school teacher, so he couldn't use things like assessments to control them. Instead, they became bolder and were able to control him.
It's a time of worry.
A Cadillac suddenly stopped at the gate of the dispatch point.
Zhou Mo walked in the rain, holding a red baton in her hand. Her dark green raincoat was very large, and the hood covered her tightly, almost from head to toe.
She had to raise her head deliberately so that outsiders could see her true appearance, but she couldn't raise her head deliberately because as soon as she raised her head, the rain would hit her face.
What comes and goes at the door are trucks of various sizes, pickup trucks, vans, etc., and there are very few private cars coming in.
Zhou Mo originally thought it was a driver who had taken the wrong road, or a boss who had come to inquire about how to donate supplies. He glanced over casually and saw the "sign" on the right side of the Cadillac's windshield, which read "Special Vehicle for Flood Control Command."
Cars with this kind of prompt are usually those of administrative units, and most likely belong to the leaders there.
Zhou Mo guessed that it was most likely that a leader from above had come to inspect the work, so he directed the passing trucks to make way for the car.
In the car.
Seeing that the way to the gate was blocked by various trucks, Qi Tan was about to call Pang Yuan when he saw a man in a dark green raincoat waving a baton in the rain with his back to him, obviously helping him clear the way.
In a few seconds, the truck backed up a distance to make way, and he quickly started the car and drove in.
A gray car drove past Zhou Mo. Zhou Mo took a closer look and caught a glimpse of the license plate.
Isn’t this Qi Yan’s car?
It seems that the person coming is Qi Yan's brother.
Zhou Mo guessed that Qi Yan was probably working here and his brother was worried, so he came to check on him.
Zhou Mo didn't think much about it and continued to direct the vehicle.
Inside the warehouse.
Everyone was still in a stalemate.
When the Cadillac stopped at the door of the warehouse, Pang Yuan, with his sharp eyes, recognized the person at a glance. He left everyone and hurriedly walked out with an umbrella.
When Qi Tan opened the door, Pang Yuan had already held the umbrella over their heads.
"Director Qi, why are you here?"
"Come and take a look," Qi Tan said. "Manshan has requested a stack of A4 paper. Secretary Qin said our delivery is too slow, so I came to take a look. Is it because we don't have enough manpower or..."
When he looked up, he saw a row of people standing in the warehouse. "What are you all standing for?"
Pang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he hesitated whether to tell Qi Tan about the argument that had just taken place.
He wanted to speak up because he had no way to deal with this group of disobedient students, but he didn't dare to speak up, for fear that his direct superior Qi Tan would think he was incompetent.
After hesitating for a while, before he could open his mouth, the straightforward Qi Yanxian spoke out his frustration.
"Brother, you're just in time," Qi Yan said. "Please be fair. My senior sister is a girl, directing those cars outside in the rain, and they still complain that she doesn't do enough. She's a girl, so why should we guys be so petty? Do we have to do physical labor to be considered working?"
"What's going on?" Qi Tan turned around and asked Pang Yuan beside him.
Pang Yuan said in embarrassment, "A batch of stretchers was shipped out of the warehouse a while ago, but the number didn't match. There were ten in stock, but only nine in reality. I suspected there might have been a mistake when they put them into storage. Senior Sister Qi Yan, the girl at the door, is in charge of putting them into storage. After asking her, she said she counted them three times, so there's no way she could have been wrong. I figured it wasn't a big deal. The most important thing is to get the stuff over to Manshan first, right? If one is missing, so be it. We can deal with this during the inventory count tonight. But the others are against it. They think she's a girl, she can't lift or carry anything, so there's no point in keeping her around."
Qi Tan frowned, "It's already this time, and you still care about boys and girls? Go get it if you can."
Pang Yuan: "Who said it wasn't, but..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Ren Huaibo and his group with concern.
Qi Tan immediately understood that Pang Yuan was also in trouble.
It is likely that these students are ignorant.
Qi Yan added, "Brother, they are deliberately targeting my senior sister. You should think of a way."
Qi Tan's sharp gaze swept over the crowd. He was wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and had an expressionless face. He was intimidating without being angry, with deep eyes and brows, and he had the majesty and style of a leader.
Ren Huaibo and his group of students couldn't help feeling guilty when they saw him like this.
Qi Tan didn't ask any more questions, but instead whispered to Pang Yuan, "What conditions did you offer the School of Health Management at that time?"
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