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Hu Jiangyan rushed into the reference room and said to Su Ya, who was studying, as soon as she entered, "Su Ya, your boyfriend is outrageous, he's practically a hooligan!"
"Ah! What did he do to you?" Su Ya asked Hu Jiangyan in surprise.
"You don't know, when I went to deliver the documents today, the way he spoke and the expression he made were downright thuggish."
"Did he touch you or kiss you? Is it really necessary to say such things about him?" Su Ya was unhappy. No matter what, he was her boyfriend! You just arrived and don't know the situation, so you're just talking nonsense.
Xing Baohua is doing so well now! He's never done anything wrong. The past is the past; mentioning those two words now just sounds awkward.
One sentence from him left Hu Jiangyan speechless.
Then Suya asked, "Do you know the meaning of the word 'hooligan'?"
Hu Jiangyan shook her head slightly, thinking to herself, "There's a meaning to 'rogue'? Doesn't any inaction constitute 'rogue' behavior?"
"Throughout history, the word 'liu' has referred to someone who has no house or land. Someone without a legitimate job is called 'mang' (氓). You keep calling Xing Baohua a 'mang,' but is he truly without land or a house, or without a legitimate job?"
Hu Jiangyan stared wide-eyed, speechless. How did this hooligan come to be described differently by Su Ya?
"So what? Don't say things carelessly. It's better to read a book instead." After saying that, Su Ya tidied up the things on the table and left.
Hu Jiangyan was stunned for a long time before she could react. She was still wondering how that crime was defined.
As soon as Su Ya stepped out, she ran into Director Xue, who was passing by with two people from his office.
"Hello, Director." After greeting her, Su Ya left. One of the office staff even gave Su Ya a thumbs up, indicating that their conversation had been overheard.
Su Ya was just about to go downstairs when she heard Director Liu call her. He asked her to prepare the small conference room, as the factory was about to hold a meeting.
Su Ya had originally planned to visit Xing Baohua, but now she didn't have time and went straight to the small conference room to prepare things.
The office notified the director of the fifth workshop to attend a meeting. Everyone assumed that Xing Baohua was injured and resting and had not come to work, so they notified Hong Mingliang to go and replace him.
Now that Xing Baohua has arrived, Hong Mingliang comes over to inform him that the factory manager wants to call you to a meeting.
"Director Hong, I'm not really available. Why don't you go in my place?" Xing Baohua said, declining the offer. Actually, he was just too lazy to go.
"Hehe, Director, you should go yourself! I'm afraid I won't be able to explain things clearly when I report to you. Some things are better handled by you personally." After saying that, he left.
Xing Baohua thought this guy probably needed to be taught a lesson, so he should find a reason to give him another beating.
After leaving, he instructed Liu Quan to keep an eye on him while he went to the meeting.
This meeting really did have to be chaired by Xing Baohua. But after the meeting, Xing Baohua felt resentful.
Two people from the provincial foreign trade company arrived. The factory director politely invited them to the conference room, where various leaders were already seated. Xing Baohua also met Ren Bianjiang, the head of the sales department.
The meeting's main topic was that the provincial foreign trade company had placed an order for the first batch of calculators, one thousand units. The price was 70 RMB per unit.
The leader's speeches are all artful; he can talk for half an hour without mentioning a calculator.
The meeting had been going on for almost two hours and still hadn't gotten to the point. Xing Baohua was practically falling asleep.
Suddenly hearing a cough, Xing Baohua saw Director Li in the main seat and said, "Please let Comrade Xing Baohua, the director of the fifth workshop, say a few words."
At this moment, everyone looked at Xing Baohua. This guy didn't understand these arts at all. Since he had gone astray, he had to be brought back.
“I believe our factory should participate in the pricing power for exports,” Xing Baohua said, noticing the surprised looks around him.
Some people turned to look at Director Li's expression.
"Sit down, let's not discuss this today." Director Li stopped Xing Baohua from speaking, afraid that this kid would say something outrageous while sitting next to the provincial foreign trade company.
Xing Baohua felt regret and sorrow for the machinery factory. What does it mean to export regardless of cost? This is it! Selling almost at cost price. What were they after?
Even with tax refunds and subsidies, you still won't earn as much as foreign trade companies, let alone overseas distributors.
This is an invisible loss of capital! Earning foreign exchange is more important than anything else, even if it means losing money to ship goods.
Xing Baohua remained silent throughout the entire performance, simply watching them act.
After the meeting, Director Li asked Director Xue to inform Xing Baohua to come to his office the next day.
As Xing Baohua walked out of the conference room, the sales manager slowed down, waiting for Xing Baohua to close the distance before extending his hand to shake hers.
"I'm sorry, Section Chief Ren. My hand is a little injured." Xing Baohua said, showing his left arm, which was still injured. This surprised Ren Bianjiang, who then expressed his displeasure.
If Xing Baohua was just a hothead, Ren Bianjiang wouldn't mind, but now that he's a director, he doesn't even know basic etiquette, and he still uses his left hand—who is he trying to disgust?
"Then focus on recovering. I just wanted to tell you to make sure the quality of your production is up to standard. I've already sold your products overseas, so don't embarrass yourself abroad." With that, Ren Bianjiang turned and left without looking back.
Xing Baohua squinted as he watched the other person disappear. Su Ya, who had finished organizing the written materials, walked up to him and said, "Why were you so impulsive! Section Chief Ren was saying nice things about you before the meeting!"
"I have a bad feeling about him; he sold my products at a low price."
"But"
"There are no 'buts'." After saying this, Xing Baohua shook his head and walked out of the conference room. He knew Su Ya wanted to say that the sales department couldn't make the decision. That wasn't his intention.
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