"That's it?" Sister Zheng asked疑惑地, "What do you mean by 'gone'?"
Wu Yingxia sighed and said, "The person has passed away."
Sister Zheng's expression instantly turned to shock. "I saw her just last week! She was carrying a vegetable basket and looked quite well."
Wu Yingxia said, "She had been sickly all along. When you saw her, it was probably a brief moment of lucidity before death. Anyway, she passed away last night at Jiangda Affiliated Hospital."
Qin Hanshu interjected, "Is Section Chief Sun the short, thin one?"
Wu Yingxia nodded and said, "That's right, he's a really good person. His wife has been sick for many years, but he has never given up on her. He spends money like water, and has emptied his family's pockets."
Qin Hanshu asked in confusion, "Family members can also get medical expenses reimbursed, right? What kind of illness could cost her so much money?"
Sister Zheng: "I heard it seems to be a kidney-related illness."
Wu Yingxia said, "That's right, it's a kidney problem, it's been going on for years."
"At first, I was treated at the hospital, but it didn't work, and my health kept getting worse. Later, Section Chief Sun heard from someone that if Western medicine didn't work, we should try traditional Chinese medicine."
"Where are there any traditional Chinese medicine doctors left? All the good ones have gone to the countryside to collect cow dung."
"Section Chief Sun spent a lot of money and effort to find an old doctor from Songhetang."
Sister Zheng asked, "Then why is the person still missing?"
Wu Yingxia sighed, "Nobody said that finding the old doctor would cure it. To put it bluntly, this is probably just fate."
For a moment, Sister Zheng also fell silent.
It's clear that Sun Liang has a very good image in the eyes of the public.
After a while, Wang Yinghui came to call Qin Hanshu, "Come to my office for a moment."
Qin Hanshu followed.
Wang Yinghui's office is small, but it is a private space.
Wang Yinghui gestured to Qin Hanshu that she didn't need to close the door.
He cut to the chase: "Has Ye Zhongping spoken to you?"
Qin Hanshu thought for a moment, realizing that Ye Zhongping hadn't actually spoken to her alone, and then shook her head.
Wang Yinghui said, "You haven't been with the unit for very long, so there are many things you might not know. In the department store, although the Party Secretary doesn't manage things much, he can manage them if he wants to."
Wang Yinghui glanced at Qin Hanshu and said, "You were placed here by Director Qi. You must know the relationship between Director Qi and our Party Secretary. I don't need to teach you what to do, do I?"
An organization can only have one top leader, and theoretically, the Party Secretary has a higher position than Tian Zhigao.
However, the department store's secretary was quite old and nearing retirement, and his personality was no longer as competitive, so it seemed as if Tian Zhigao was making all the decisions.
However, despite the apparent peace and tranquility, there were still conflicts in reality.
For example, Wang Yinghui was someone the secretary promoted and wanted to promote further.
Ye Zhongping was Tian Zhigao's confidant.
Wang Yinghui and Ye Zhongping also had a personal grudge.
Department stores are actually divided into two factions.
People don't usually talk about this kind of thing, but Qin Hanshu could roughly guess the current situation from some information revealed by Wu Yingxia.
But... what did Wang Yinghui mean by specifically calling her to say all this? Was he telling her not to take sides? But she just works diligently every day and doesn't do anything else.
Moreover, she was just a low-level employee who had only recently joined the company.
Qi Ju...
Perhaps Wang Yinghui was just worried that she might associate with Tian Zhigao's side without any sense of propriety, putting Director Qi in a difficult position, so he was giving her a heads-up.
Qin Hanshu immediately assured him, "I know my identity, so please don't worry."
Wang Yinghui nodded, "You're a steady person, so I'm not really worried about you getting into trouble. It's just that there are going to be some personnel changes at the department store, and I'm afraid you'll get involved."
Personnel changes?
Before long, word spread throughout the company that the vice president in charge of human resources and logistics was retiring and someone needed to be promoted.
Almost everyone's first reaction was that they would definitely choose between Ye Zhongping and Wang Yinghui.
These two are evenly matched in terms of ability, experience, and background.
It's really hard to guess who will be promoted.
Some people are even betting privately that Ye Zhongping and Wang Yinghui are evenly matched.
A young man from the office came to Wu Yingxia to inquire.
"Aunt Wu, do you think our section chief will be able to get promoted this time?"
Wu Yingxia glared at him, annoyed. "You child, I can't predict the future, how would I know?"
The young man chuckled and said, "Everyone in our department is betting on our department head. If he loses, we'll lose a lot of money. You're a veteran in our department store, sharp-witted and discerning, so we wanted to come here to sound you out."
"What? You guys lost money betting?" Wu Yingxia said sternly, "Stop it right now, or you'll all get criticized if this gets out."
The young man wasn't afraid at all, still grinning, "It's okay, we all participated, no one reported it."
Wu Yingxia shook her head helplessly. "I can't control you guys, so do as you please. But don't even think about trying to find out anything. I'm not one of those people, how would I know?"
The young man claimed he was just trying to find out what was going on, but he was really just bored and had nothing better to do. He wasn't too disappointed when he heard what he heard, and left.
Wu Yingxia shook her head and chuckled as she watched the young man's retreating figure.
Young people who have grown up in the new society are full of vigor, but sometimes their unconventional personalities can be a headache.
Out of the corner of her eye, Wu Yingxia noticed Qin Hanshu standing there motionless, seemingly lost in thought, and asked, "Little Qin, is your stomach upset?"
Qin Hanshu snapped out of her reverie and quickly shook her head. "No, I'm just a little tired and spacing out."
Wu Yingxia glanced at the time. "It's almost time to get off work. Let's leave a little early. Come on, let's go eat."
"Okay." Qin Hanshu also got up and got ready.
She was actually thinking just now.
Should we send Wang Yinghui a gift?
If I were to give it as a gift, how should I do it?
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