Old Mrs. Wu accepted the envelope and was just washing her lunchbox and preparing to leave the cafeteria when a dark figure suddenly blocked her way. "Wang Daya?"
Yu Meixia was also completely bewildered. Wasn't this the female worker from Wu Laotai's workshop three? Why did she look so resentful with her mouth crooked and eyes slanted?
"Wu Mingxia!"
Old Mrs. Wu frowned at her outburst. "What? I can hear you!" Before Wang Daya could speak, she asked, "What? You've finished eating and have the leisure to wander around here? Have you finished your work in the workshop?"
"You've been the slowest making progress these days."
Wang Daya choked, stared blankly, her mind suddenly shifting, and without saying a word, she turned and left.
Yu Meixia glanced at him. "Has Wang Daya caught Zhou Pandi's bad habit? She looks... a little off."
Grandma Wu's eyes flashed, and she raised her hand to pat her shoulder, "Go back to the workshop quickly."
Yu Meixia nodded and left in the other direction.
On the way back to the workshop, Wang Daya thought about how Wu Laotai had retorted to her in a nonchalant tone, which was really infuriating.
No wonder she managed to hook up with Director Jia; with that kind of attitude, the director might just fall for it.
When Grandma Wu was assigning the afternoon's tasks, Wang Daya lazily got up, pouted, and...
“I’m telling you, Director Wu…you’ve assigned such a huge workload. Even if you want to please Director Jia, you can’t treat us workers like animals.”
“We are human beings. The plan you made has left us female workers with no time to even go to the toilet or drink water all afternoon.”
Upon hearing this, the female workers sitting around her immediately became agitated, whispering among themselves in front of Old Mrs. Wu.
Old Mrs. Wu watched coldly, and couldn't help but sneer inwardly. This Wang Daya was a bit smarter than Zhou Pandi, knowing that it was better to attack as a group than to fight alone.
However, her comment about pleasing Director Jia subconsciously made Old Lady Wu raise an eyebrow.
“Speak up, Director Wu. You’ve suddenly become the director of our Workshop 3 from Workshop 5. You have such a leadership style. Could it be that someone is guiding you behind the scenes?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the workshop fell silent, and everyone's eyes darted back and forth between Wang Daya and Old Lady Wu.
Old Mrs. Wu's eyes instantly turned cold, her gaze like ice, and Wang Daya's body involuntarily trembled. "Look, look at what...?"
Seeing that things were getting out of hand, the others stepped between the two and began to try to break up the fight.
One of them had an icy expression, while the other had his neck stiff and looked defiant. Although the atmosphere had been tense, there was no indication that they were about to fight.
Although they didn't know what Wang Daya meant by what she said, their woman's intuition told them that if they let Wang Daya continue to talk nonsense, things might not end well today.
When Wang Daya saw someone trying to stop her, her arrogance immediately flared up. "I'm sacrificing myself for everyone. This huge workload was all to clean up Zhou Pandi's messes and prevent the factory's profits from being damaged."
"And now? For what purpose?"
"If everyone does it this way from now on, we won't be able to do anything when we go home!"
Everyone agreed that this made sense. Such a heavy workload could be manageable for ten days or half a month, but if people had to work like this for a long time, it would be like treating them like animals.
“Well, Director Wu, what Wang Daya said makes some sense.”
A weak voice rang out from the crowd. Old Mrs. Wu glanced at Wang Daya, who was actually quite aggressive, and suddenly smiled, which surprised everyone present.
How can you still laugh?
If it were any other director, they would have lost their temper long ago when a female worker under their command talked back to them like that. Take the former director of Workshop 3, for example, the one surnamed Ma.
Because Zhou Pandi was lazy, they had to turn the entire factory upside down to find her, and they couldn't wait until the next day.
Why didn't you wait for me to finish speaking?
Old Mrs. Wu fanned the object in her hand. Wang Daya was stunned when she saw it clearly. Would this damned woman hit her?
Grandma Wu walked past the crowd, step by step, to Wang Daya's front. Her clear eyes reflected Wang Daya's frightened face.
"I haven't finished speaking yet, why are you in such a hurry?"
Wang Daya blurted out, "Wh...what?"
"This is a lot of work, and it's certainly demanding, but I haven't discussed the timeline yet."
Old Mrs. Wu's expression turned cold. "As members of the textile factory, instead of thinking about what contributions we can make to the factory, we only care about our own little things. If the revolutionary predecessors had all acted like this, would we still be able to sit here peacefully today?"
“Your thinking is not advanced, and your direction is correct but off track. Comrade Wang Daya, your individualism is too obvious. If you don’t change this kind of thinking, you will be eliminated by the textile factory sooner or later.”
Wang Daya was stunned. What nonsense was she spouting! She had only said a few words, and she was going to be fired from the factory? Who did she think she was?!
Perhaps because Old Mrs. Wu's face was too cold and her aura too strong, Wang Daya cursed inwardly but still swallowed her anger.
After Old Lady Wu explained her arrangements to everyone, they initially felt resentful towards Wang Daya because of her instigation. They genuinely believed that people with heavy workloads couldn't help but complain about Wang Daya.
What a troublemaker! He doesn't even wait for the other person to finish speaking.
After hearing what Old Lady Wu said, Wang Daya's face turned bright red with embarrassment. Who knew that this old woman only told half of what she meant and kept the other half hidden.
Even after Old Lady Wu left, Wang Daya's face remained very grim.
"Wang Daya, why didn't you wait for Director Wu to finish speaking? You've made everyone lose face."
"Yeah, of all things, this has to happen out of nowhere."
"Wang Daya, did you get too close to Zhou Pandi before? Did you get infected by her brain and can't distinguish between occasions and priorities?"
When Wang Daya got angry, she realized that she was different from Zhou Pandi. Zhou Pandi was brainless, but she was smart!
Just as she was about to retort, someone suddenly said, "I think Director Wu had already finished speaking, and only made arrangements regarding the time after Wang Daya raised her question."
Wang Daya's eyes lit up. She knew it! That old woman was just setting a trap for her. There are some discerning people among this bunch of fools.
"Yeah?"
The workshop director of the textile factory has a private office, which is not big, only five square meters, but that is enough.
Grandma Wu pushed open the door, and there was a small wooden table with a white enamel mug placed in the most conspicuous position, bearing the red words "Serve the People" printed on it.
Right next to it was a large notebook with red horizontal lines, and a black fountain pen was clipped to it.
Next to what could barely be called a desk was a single bed that was 1.2 meters wide.
Grandma Wu took out a clean bed sheet and pillowcase from her handbag, changed them completely from the inside out, and then sat down.
He took out the envelope given to him by Director Jia from one of his pockets, squeezed it between his hands, and felt that there was quite a lot of it.
Out of curiosity, I poured it out and saw a full five ten-yuan bills.
One 10,000 yuan note can buy 80 jin (40 kg) of rice.
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