The branch manager has all the characteristics of a middle-aged person.
He had an oily face, a big belly, a Mediterranean hairstyle, and teeth that were stained yellow from smoking. When he smiled, his mouth looked like it was filled with gold.
"I heard the president fell ill as soon as he got off the plane. Is he feeling better now?"
Ye Jianglin nodded, not wanting to exchange any more pleasantries, and walked into the factory.
The Ye family's main business is real estate, followed by new energy, and then manufacturing parts for high-end cars.
Each city's branch office has a different positioning.
This branch office manufactures auto parts.
The factory was huge, and the further you went inside, the stronger the smell of rubber became.
The person in charge walked up to Ye Jianglin and kept talking nonstop.
Ye Jianglin responded occasionally. He didn't just stay outside; he tightened his seatbelt and went inside the factory.
Before going in, he told the person in charge and Yi Mu not to come in with him.
Yi Mu roughly understood what he meant; he wanted to go into the factory to see the real situation.
The reason for not letting the person in charge in is to prevent any inter-factory manager from seeing him and making false reports.
The purpose of keeping Yimu around was to stall the person in charge.
The person in charge craned his neck to look inside, like an ant on a hot pan, eager to go up and take a look.
Yi Mu smiled and said, "Director Liu looks very anxious. It seems there's something inside that you need to worry about."
Factory manager Liu wiped the sweat from his brow and laughed it off at him.
"No, that's not true. I'm just worried about the president's health; it's too hot in the workshop."
Yi Mu smiled as he looked at the barely concealed panic on his face.
"Yes, it's so hot. It must be very hard working inside, but providing cool drinks three times a day should help alleviate the workers' heat."
Factory Director Liu's face twitched, clearly remembering something, and he sweated even more.
He took out an exquisite cigarette case from his pocket, opened it, and held it out to Yi Mu, asking ingratiatingly, "Does Assistant Yi smoke?"
The cigarettes have no brand name, but the filter is golden and has English letters below, making them look quite high-end.
Yi Mu shook his head: "Factory manager, please go ahead."
Ye Jianglin stayed inside for a long time. When he came out, he took off his suit jacket, and his shirt underneath was soaked with sweat.
Yi Mu took the suit jacket from Ye Jianglin and noticed the slight anger on his face.
Ye Jianglin walked up to Director Liu, stared at the half-smoked cigarette in his mouth, and gave a rare smile.
"What brand is that cigarette the factory manager is smoking?"
Factory Director Liu was flattered and immediately took out his cigarette case to show him.
"My assistant bought it for me. He said it's a top British brand, very expensive, but it tastes really good."
Ye Jianglin took one out, held it up to the sunlight, and nodded in approval.
"The cigarettes are good, but doesn't the factory manager know that smoking is prohibited in the factory area?"
When he said his last words, he stared straight at the factory director, his eyes clearly devoid of any smile.
Factory Director Liu's legs immediately went weak with fear. He had heard from his colleagues in various places that this president, who had only been in office for less than two years, was young but ruthless.
His branch office wasn't inspected in the previous two years, but this year he's been unlucky.
The notice for the upcoming inspection was only issued three days ago, leaving little time for preparation. He was terrified, thinking about the young, promising, and aloof president that his colleagues had described.
This panic led to numerous mistakes, and he was incredibly unlucky.
"No, no, no! President, listen to me, I don't usually do this, I only smoked one because it was so hot outside."
Ye Jianglin smiled faintly, showing no sign of being moved by him.
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