Ma Hua felt somewhat helpless, but what could he do? Rank had its own; he was just a cook. Thinking this, Ma Hua cursed inwardly a few times before walking to Director Yang's office.
Ding, ding ding. Ma Hua first calmed himself down at the office door before knocking three times.
"Come in," a dignified voice came from inside the house shortly after Ma Hua knocked on the door.
When Ma Hua entered the office, he saw Factory Director Yang, who was busy with something, head down, writing non-stop.
Seeing this, Ma Hua couldn't help but feel a little angry, and asked directly, "Director Yang, I heard you were looking for me!"
Factory Director Yang ignored Ma Hua as if he hadn't heard her and continued working at his desk. Ma Hua was even angrier when he saw this. Good grief, what kind of show of force are you trying to intimidate me like this!
"You think I'm afraid of you? Go ahead and fire me if you dare!" Ma Hua sneered inwardly, then said directly, "Then, Director Yang, please go ahead with your work. I'll come back later."
After Ma Hua finished speaking, he turned around and left. Damn it, it's almost Chinese New Year, you old bastard, you're going to be in trouble next year. You're still putting on airs in front of me. Go to hell, I won't take this crap. If you're so tough, go ahead and make things difficult for me.
When the people are in charge, workers have a secure job. I'd like to see if you have the ability to fire me on the spot.
Factory Director Yang was also dumbfounded. Why was Ma Hua acting so unpredictably? Normally, others would be trembling with fear seeing him like this.
Factory Director Yang had considered Ma Hua's situation countless times, but he never expected this kid to flip the table like that. Damn, this won't do.
Thinking of this, Factory Director Yang coughed twice: "Oh, it's Xiao Ma. I've been so busy with work that I didn't even notice him just now."
"Director Yang, you're so busy, it's understandable. Why don't you go ahead and do your work? I'm afraid if I delay any longer, I'll miss my meal," Ma Hua said casually. Busy? Busier than a ghost! You just couldn't resist watching me flip the table!
"There are so many people in our factory canteen, I'm sure it won't be a problem with such a short time, right?" Director Yang slowly capped the pen in his hand.
"Yes, I also believe that under Director Yang's command, the canteen will not delay the comrades' lunch break," Ma Hua replied calmly.
"Hehe, it seems Comrade Ma Hua is indeed as others have said, quite unique," Factory Director Yang said with amusement.
“I wouldn’t presume to call myself individualistic; it’s all for the sake of serving the people,” Ma Hua said, frowning slightly, seemingly understanding why Director Yang had come to see him.
"Yes, what Comrade MCA said is very good. Everything is for the people. However, Comrade MCA, you must also remember to unite with your comrades at times. You must obey the orders of your leaders."
Factory Director Yang glanced at Ma Hua with amusement, inwardly cursing him for his erratic behavior. "You're just a lousy cook, how dare you put on airs in front of me?"
"Director Yang is right. If there's nothing else, I'll get back to work now, otherwise we'll be late for lunch."
Ma Hua understood perfectly what Factory Director Yang meant. "Go to hell! Go ahead and fire me if you dare!" he thought. "Damn it, you little brat!"
In this era, what MCA is most proud of is its identity, not the days when it was fired for entering a company with its left foot first.
Even if you're the factory manager? You want to fire me? Fine, then give me your reasons for firing me. I haven't done anything wrong, and I don't want a promotion or riches. Who do you think you are? After saying this, Ma Hua left.
Only Director Yang remained, sitting at the table with a grim face. He hadn't expected things to turn out this way. Shouldn't Ma Hua have been more reassuring and encouraging after his initial fear? Would he have become so devoted to him?
That would be a perfect opportunity for me to take him to cook for the big boss, and also to make myself look good.
But with Ma Hua in this state, what's the point of bringing him along? And if he brings Sha Zhu? Forget it, how am I supposed to tell the higher-ups, "I brought our factory's night soil collector to cook for you"? I can't afford to lose face like that.
As soon as Ma Hua returned to the cafeteria, Liu Lan hurriedly pulled him aside: "Ma Hua, where were you just now?"
“I went to Director Yang’s office. Alright, Sister Lan, what’s our relationship? I know what you want to ask,” Ma Hua said, his eyes fixed on Liu Lan with a half-smile.
Liu Lan was extremely uncomfortable with this: "You bastard, since you know, then I'd like to hear what I want to ask!"
"Alright, your husband's been fighting so fiercely with Director Yang, I'm not stupid. I thought Director Yang had called me for some good news, but I didn't expect to be given a hard time as soon as I walked in."
I made an excuse about something happening at the cafeteria and left. Okay, you know perfectly well that you and Director Wang are the only people I'm close to in the whole cafeteria, don't you understand what that means? Sister Lan, I'm going back to cooking, I won't be able to finish cooking all the dishes soon.”
After finishing his sentence, Ma Hua turned to leave and continued cooking.
"You're something else, you're really something." Liu Lan was immediately stunned after hearing this. You could say Ma Hua is stupid, but he knows everything; you could say Ma Hua is shrewd, but he did something like this. Oh well, she'll just put in a good word for Ma Hua later.
Liu Lan felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders. She had a good relationship with Ma Hua and didn't want Ma Hua to be on the opposite side.
Time flew by, and before he knew it, it was lunchtime. Normally, when Yi Zhonghai went to the cafeteria, people around him would respectfully address him as "Chef Yi."
What secrets could a huge steel rolling mill hold? In just one morning, the events that happened in the courtyard yesterday were all over the news. Especially since Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu were sent back by the neighborhood committee this morning.
When he returned to the steel rolling mill, he was seen by many people.
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