Jiang Wenhua is the most popular person in the eyes of all the workers today. From the time he first entered the factory to the time he joined the loading and unloading team, several different versions of rumors have already appeared. Even his words will be interpreted differently by others.
What's even more outrageous is that several old colleagues from the loading and unloading team kept their distance from him when they saw him come in.
Jiang Wenhua immediately understood. These ugly things didn’t think that he would like them, right?
He sneered, "Xiao Zheng, Lao Liu, you don't have to treat me like a dirty thing. Don't worry, I don't like people like you."
Old Liu heard the sarcasm and said unyieldingly, "Yes, you look down on us. You like old men like Pan Li."
Jiang Wenhua raised his eyebrows. "That's not the case. I like your father more. It's a pity that your father is buried. He is separated from the Yin and Yang."
Old Liu was so angry that his face turned red. He raised his fist to hit him, but was stopped by Xiao Zheng, who advised him not to bother with Jiang Wenhua, as it would be a waste if he was extorted for money.
Old Liu left cursing.
Jiang Wenhua was just rolling up his sleeves to start working when Old Xia called him to Director Song's office.
"Xiao Jiang, you're here." Director Song stood up from his chair, walked to Jiang Wenhua and patted him on the shoulder.
Jiang Wenhua sensed a conspiracy. "Director Song, just tell me what you have to say. You're really scary right now."
Director Song looked at Old Lady Xia, not minding at all that a grassroots worker called him scary. "Look, I told you he's a talent. What a keen sense."
Old Mrs. Xia curled herself up into a ball. She didn't know how to respond normally. She should just talk less. She was a little confused.
It’s bad enough that she can’t understand the young people nowadays, but how come she can’t even understand this old man, Director Song? Is she really too old-fashioned?
Seeing the two of them panicking, Director Song coughed and said, "I was really too excited. Xiao Jiang, I wanted you to help me with some advice, but I just changed my mind. Xiao Jiang, a talent like you shouldn't be confined to the loading and unloading team."
Jiang Wenhua looked at Old Lady Xia fearfully, asking her if Director Song had lost his mind. After receiving a reassuring look, Jiang Wenhua swallowed and said, "Director Song, if you want to criticize me, just say so. I know I was impulsive yesterday, and it's made our textile factory's reputation even worse."
But this wasn't my intention. I simply had no other choice. My bad reputation is better than Director Xia's. Her influence is greater than mine, so I... was led astray by Comrade Chen Xiangbei. It's certainly not very rational, but it's very useful."
Director Song gave a thumbs-up. "You and Comrade Chen Xiangbei did a really good job on this matter. No one would have thought that this problem could be solved in this way. That's why I say you are a talent, you are willing to take risks and have a broad mind."
Jiang Wenhua rarely heard Director Song praise him; every time he was called here, he was always criticized. He was either criticized along with Director Xia or alone. It seemed the director had taken the wrong medicine. "Director Song, don't be like this. Just tell me what you want me to do. I can do anything. But if you want me to transfer you and deduct my salary, I won't agree. Even if you want me to guard the gate or clean the toilet, you can't reduce my salary."
Director Song shook his head. "Not only will I not deduct your salary, I'll even give you a raise. Xiao Jiang, just one word. Do you want to do it?"
For Jiang Wenhua, nothing is more important than money. When he heard about the salary increase, he lost his mind. He used this to test the young worker Jiang, and he hit his weak spot.
"Do it!" Jiang Wenhua didn't even want to ask what he was supposed to do. After all, it couldn't be illegal. As long as the pay increased, he could do anything, no matter how difficult it was.
Old Lady Xia hesitated and tried to stop them. She had a feeling that Director Song was holding back. He looked serious, honest, and dignified, but in reality, he was just setting a trap for them to jump into. Xiao Jiang, a comrade obsessed with money, would jump in on his own initiative without being pushed by the director, who dug a pit and sprinkled some money in it.
"Xiao Jiang, please think about it." Old Mrs. Xia pulled his sleeve.
Jiang Wenhua waved his hand. "What are you thinking about? We go to work to make money. It doesn't matter what job we do; what matters is making money. Our Director Song is such a righteous man. He's willing to give me this opportunity. I certainly can't let him down. Even if it means I have to go through fire and water, I'm willing to do it. Director Song, I'll obey your orders."
His tone of voice became flattering. This was a treatment that Director Song had never received before.
Director Song clapped his hands. "Xiao Jiang, I was right about you. I have a great position here that's perfect for you. I can't think of anyone else who could take it."
Jiang Wenhua: "What is it?"
Old Mrs. Xia also pricked up her ears curiously.
Director Song announced loudly: "Deputy Director Tian recently told me that he wanted a secretary. You have to know that a factory like ours is different from the big factories in Hai City. Our structure is simple. If there is anything, just report it directly to me. There is no need to hire a secretary to handle so many things. Look, I, the director, don't even have one. It's unnecessary.
But he insisted, saying that the director and deputy director of the machinery factory all had secretaries, so he wanted one too. After much thought, I still think you are the most suitable."
Jiang Wenhua thought about it and felt that this matter was not easy to handle: "Deputy Director Tian probably wants one of his own to be the secretary. I'm just a mover, how can he think highly of me?"
Director Song did not try to persuade him, but instead said directly: "The deputy director's secretary's salary is 10 yuan more than your current salary."
Jiang Wenhua shouted, "I'm not afraid of hard work or difficulties. I'm just a brick, moving wherever needed. Director, leave it to me, and rest assured."
Director Song smiled with relief.
Then, Jiang Wenhua suddenly leaned in and said, "If I do a good job, can I become the deputy factory director?"
Director Song was stunned for a moment. This kid is quite ambitious.
He whispered devilishly, "If you do a good job, it's not impossible. The deputy director's salary is linked to the factory's performance, so it's quite high."
Jiang Wenhua's eyes turned red with envy. In the days to come, he had only one goal: to kill Deputy Director Tian and take over himself.
Old Lady Xia just watched as Director Song almost tricked Jiang Wenhua into becoming lame. It was really easy to order Jiang Wenhua around. Either you bribed him with money or use Xiao Fang to keep him hanging.
Director Song is indeed a capable man. After only dealing with Jiang Wenhua a few times, he already knows how to control his lifeblood.
After Jiang Wenhua left, Director Song was about to tell Old Lady Xia about Chen Xiangbei's situation when she heard Old Lady Xia ask, "Old Song, you can use money to get Xiao Jiang to do things for you, but aren't you afraid that Deputy Director Tian will do the same?"
Director Song smiled, looking shrewd and calculating. "Old Xia, I'm not afraid at all."
When she asked more questions, Director Song stopped talking.
Damn old fox, he has bad intentions!
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