Chapter 123: Delivering Money to Your Door
Textile factory, auditorium.
As Jiang Cheng took his seat, the originally noisy auditorium fell silent for a few seconds.
After a few seconds, the chatter of different frequencies came one after another, giving people the feeling that they wanted to listen but couldn't hear clearly.
Director Fang came out.
"Everyone, please be quiet."
Director Fang took control of the situation personally, and everyone kept quiet to save face.
Upon seeing this, Director Fang tapped the microphone and a whirring sound was heard.
"We have been without a deputy director for a long time. The higher-ups suggested that we hold a speech election. After all, the power of workers is the driving force behind productivity."
"Today, three comrades have become the final candidates, including the financial director, Comrade Zhou Zhengnan."
Zhou Zhengnan stood up and thunderous applause broke out.
Zhou Zhengnan nodded to everyone around him and sat down.
"Comrade Jian Chunsheng, the production director."
Jian Chunsheng showed a simple and honest smile, which made him look more down-to-earth than the serious Zhou Zhengnan.
Applause broke out again.
After Jian Chunsheng sat down, Director Fang couldn't help but smile. It was the pride of an elder seeing the promising younger generation.
"The last one is Comrade Jiang Cheng. Although Comrade Jiang Cheng is not a formal employee of our textile factory, she is qualified to sit here because of the foreign exchange orders and the cooperation with the hair flower."
Jiang Cheng nodded to Director Fang and stood up.
The thunderous applause did not come as expected. Instead, there were only sparse applause, which gave people a feeling of being insignificant and a bit reluctant.
Most people would have been embarrassed and didn't know what to do, but Jiang Cheng smiled as usual, nodded calmly, and prepared to sit down.
"Wait a moment!"
Zhou Zhengnan stood up.
"Director Fang, I object to Jiang Cheng's eligibility to run for election."
Director Fang was filled with dissatisfaction!
Is Zhou Zhengnan mentally ill?
If you have any objections, why didn’t you say so earlier?
"Comrade Zhou, do you have any objection?"
"I suspect you are exaggerating Comrade Jiang Cheng's contribution. As far as I know, she is just a translator who knows a foreign language and doesn't even have an elementary school diploma!"
"I doubt her foreign language proficiency as someone who doesn't even have a primary school diploma, let alone her ability to negotiate foreign trade orders."
Zhou Zhengnan's words were well-reasoned, and discussions began to rise from the audience.
Director Fang suppressed his anger and asked Zhou Zhengnan in return.
"Comrade Zhou, are you doubting me?"
"It was me who said Comrade Jiang Cheng had negotiated a foreign trade order, and it was me who decided to give Comrade Jiang Cheng a bonus. Are you saying that I was lying?"
Zhou Zhengnan had not expected that Director Fang would speak up for Jiang Cheng without giving him any respect.
"Director, I don't mean to question you. I just want to protect the interests of the factory."
"Comrade Jiang Cheng's personal qualifications do not meet the requirements of the deputy director at all. I hope the director can handle this impartially and listen to the opinions of the masses."
Zhou Zhengnan spoke righteously, as if he was doing it for the overall good of the factory.
One of the worker representatives below also stood up.
He claims to represent the workers, but in fact he is Zhou Zhengnan's lackey.
Every word he said was a disparagement of Jiang Cheng's identity, education, and even appearance.
If the social environment had not allowed it, this group of people would have almost said that Jiang Cheng was a witch who brought disaster to the country.
Director Fang has never been so angry.
He held his breath as he listened to the words of the worker representative, and he could no longer conceal the murderous look in his eyes.
"Without investigation, you have no right to speak! You only listen to one side of the story."
"Because you can't do something, when others do it, you not only don't believe it, but also try to smear them."
"This is narrow-minded, generalizing, and complacent!"
"Your stereotypes are pure prejudice!"
Director Fang expressed his passion, but most people still insisted on their own opinions.
"Bang! Damn it! The contract is right there, why don't you believe it!" Director Fang's eyes were wide open, and he was so angry that he was about to smoke.
Jiang Cheng felt very relieved.
She didn't think too much when she did these things.
But she will also be happy if she can get the due thanks after success.
Jiang Cheng respects Director Fang's protection and his determination to contribute to the country.
But this group of people, such as Zhou Zhengnan, only care about her own selfish motives.
The first time Jiang Cheng saw Zhou Zhengnan yesterday, he immediately remembered who she was.
He Dan's master in the book.
In the book, after graduating from night school, He Dan joined a textile factory and became Zhou Zhengnan's apprentice.
Later, He Dan reported Zhou Zhengnan for corruption. After verification, Zhou Zhengnan was imprisoned and He Dan took over Zhou Zhengnan's position.
In the book, He Dan is a great and glorious person, but according to Jiang Cheng's understanding of He Dan, He Dan was probably also involved in it and was ambitious and wanted more, so he reported Zhou Zhengnan.
! .
No matter what, Zhou Zhengnan was really greedy.
Jiang Cheng even thought that Zhou Zhengnan insisted on not giving her a bonus because she might not be able to afford it, or she might want to put it into her own pocket.
Jiang Cheng looked down at his watch and saw that Director Mu should be arriving soon.
"It's so lively today, am I here at the wrong time?"
Director Mu has arrived.
Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows.
She was not surprised by the arrival of Director Mu, but she was surprised that he was not alone.
The bamboo director of the bamboo weaving factory and the pottery director of the ceramics factory also came.
The three factory managers walked into the auditorium together and quickly calmed down the angry Manager Fang.
"Three factory managers, how come you have time to come together today? We are holding an election meeting. Please wait a moment."
Director Fang stood on the stage and said, "Secretary Feng will go down to lead the way for the three directors."
Factory Director Mu took the lead and stopped Secretary Feng and said, "Don't bother me. I'm here to see Comrade Jiang Cheng."
"These two...heard that I was coming and insisted on following me. I couldn't do anything about it."
Director Mu looked a little helpless. Without waiting for Director Fang to speak, he looked at Jiang Cheng with a smile on his face.
Jiang Cheng stood up with just the right amount of surprise on his face.
"Director Mu, do you have something important to talk to me about?"
"have!"
Director Mu turned around and took a familiar large cowhide envelope from his secretary.
"I'm here to give you money, isn't that a big deal?"
Factory Director Mu said without further ado, "Thanks to Comrade Jiang's help, our furniture factory signed our first foreign exchange order, so I came here specially to give Comrade Jiang a bonus."
"In addition, the provincial ceramics factory and bamboo weaving factory also entrusted me to bring their bonuses and hand them over to Comrade Jiang."
At this time, Jiang Cheng had already walked to the side of Factory Director Mu and said at a loss: "I just did what I should do as a Chinese."
Director Mu immediately showed a look of disapproval on his face.
"I am a simple man and I don't understand much, but I know that if you want to make a horse run, it can't eat grass."
"Not only did you waste a lot of time communicating with the foreigners, but you also built something yourself. How can I let you bear all the responsibility alone?"
"Then what have we become!"
"Although our furniture factory is small, we know that we can't do it this way. We can't let the people down."
Director Fang: Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about?
Director Mu stuffed the brown paper into Jiang Cheng's hand without any explanation, and Jiang Cheng declined again.
"I really can't have that."
"No, you have to!"
As the two struggled, the brown paper of "coincidence" was torn apart.
The great gray unity was revealed.
Workers around: Holy shit! Real money!
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