Wu Yanqing slammed his hand on the table, intending to reprimand Xiao Luo with a stern face, but he only felt a dizziness, as if his vision was going black and he was about to faint.
He held onto the edge of the table and it took him a long time to recover.
Just as I was about to speak to Xiao Luo again, the telephone on my desk rang.
Wu Yanqing answered the phone casually, and after hearing what the person on the other end said, he suddenly jumped up from his chair.
"Are you telling the truth?"
I don't know what the other person said.
Wu Yanqing quickly bowed and said somewhat obsequiously, "Yes, yes, you're right. Okay, okay, let's do it that way. I'll do it right away."
After hanging up the phone, he looked up at Xiao Luo with shining eyes and said, "We have food! Quick, bring your enamel mug over. We don't need to argue anymore, we'll each have half."
After saying that, he waved his hand, signaling Xiao Luo to find his enamel mug, and then poured half a mug into it for Xiao Luo.
He drank the rest of the rice water in big gulps.
Then I felt like I was bursting with energy, and I waved my hand.
"After we finish drinking, let's go to the warehouse, take out a truckload of the fabric we had stored before, and send it to the county office building."
Xiao Luo was a little confused at first, but when he heard the factory manager's instructions, he immediately sped up his drinking of rice porridge, which he had been hesitating to do.
He knew that the factory director had once gone to the county magistrate to complain about not having enough food. Now that the factory director had asked him to arrange for a truckload of cloth to be sorted out, it seemed that the county magistrate had gotten some food for him.
That phone call must have been made by County Chief Qian.
With a face full of excitement, Xiao Luo imitated Factory Director Wu, gulping down the rice soup, then immediately wrote out a form, had Factory Director Wu sign it, and headed straight for the warehouse.
At the warehouse, Xiao Luo handed over the approval slip with a big smile and took a truckload of fabric.
She subtly inquired about his information, since he had already collected all the orders placed during this period.
The fabrics requested in this order are all from previous stock; they are basically leftovers from an order that was overproduced.
This kind of fabric is usually given out as a benefit by the factory during holidays like Chinese New Year.
There's definitely something fishy going on if they take all this goods away now.
Xiao Luo just smiled and didn't say anything.
Although he knew that once this batch of goods was dispatched and the factory had enough grain, the people in the warehouse would be able to figure out the general situation.
But such things are not something he, as a secretary, should gossip about.
Seeing that they hadn't found out anything, the warehouse staff didn't dare to delay. They had the car loaded and watched as Secretary Luo got into the passenger seat and drove off.
If Secretary Luo doesn't want to say, she can just secretly ask the driver.
We can always find out where the goods are being sent.
Then we'll be able to guess what this batch of goods is for.
However, when she got off work, the driver never returned.
I have no idea where this shipment is being delivered; it's taking so long.
Actually, this batch of goods was delivered directly to the county office building.
When Secretary Luo arrived, Wu Yanqing was already in County Magistrate Qian's office.
The two argued for a long time over the grain.
For the sake of that batch of cloth, Wu Yanqing barely managed to persuade County Magistrate Qian to agree to give one-third of the grain that Monkey had brought over to the textile factory.
When County Chief Qian agreed, he felt as if his heart was bleeding.
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