Qiu Mao got a job at the factory without any problems, and Shen Heng also met his conditions and arranged jobs for Qiu's parents.
The three of them were suddenly brought to the factory without any exams, which made the workers in the workshop start to murmur among themselves.
"Hey, who's the new dispatcher? Was he assigned here by some leader?"
"I think they must be relatives of the factory manager. Didn't you see that the whole family of three got into the factory? It's obvious they got in through connections."
“I think so too. With our factory manager’s temper, unless you’re a very close relative, I doubt he can be allowed to get in so easily. Just look at his arrogant attitude, he definitely has connections.”
"Should we try to improve our relationship with him?"
"No way. You can go ahead and flatter if you want. Anyway, the workshop director said that our factory only values ability. I'd rather do more work than do that kind of flattery."
"What do you mean by 'sycophancy'? Does it make you seem more principled?"
As they were saying this, they were about to start arguing when the workshop foreman saw them and scolded, "What are you doing making such a racket during work hours? Don't you have any discipline?"
The workers exchanged glances and immediately shut their mouths.
Qiu Mao is a dispatcher, and he usually doesn't hear the workers gossiping. But Qiu's mother works in the kitchen with everyone, and in their spare time, everyone can't help but ask about Qiu's mother's background.
"Are you related to the factory director? You and Old Qiu and his wife were assigned here together, and he was given such an important task as purchasing. The factory director trusts you a lot."
"That's right, that's right, sister-in-law, just tell us the truth."
Qiu's mother said smugly, her words vague: "Don't ask anymore. Since I agreed to come and work here, I'm the same as all of you. What does it matter if we're relatives or not? You'll still pay me the same wages as you all every month, won't you?"
After Qiu's mother finished speaking, everyone had their own thoughts.
"That's different, sister-in-law. It's getting cold, so don't bother washing. I'll leave this bowl for later. Go sit down and pick some vegetables."
One of the clever ones immediately tried to curry favor with Qiu's mother.
The honest cooks, though not openly doing anything wrong, were always careful not to offend anyone. They had no connections, were older, and finding work wasn't easy.
"Thank you so much, girl! My back really can't stand for long!"
As soon as Qiu's mother got on the horse, she immediately sat down to the side and began meticulously picking vegetables, dawdling over her work.
Wang Fushun had just returned from running business outside and missed the lunch provided by the canteen, so he went to the kitchen without any trouble.
"Aunt Yu, is there any food left? I'm late."
Wang Fushun is currently the deputy director of the marketing department. He often works outside, sometimes eating out for business dinners, and sometimes not being provided with meals. If he comes back late, there's nowhere to have lunch.
Later, when he mentioned it while getting his food, the cook told him to go directly to the kitchen from now on. As long as Wang Fushun didn't mind, even if there was no hot food, he could still fill his stomach with cold food.
As soon as Wang Fushun arrived, he sat on a small stool by the door, waiting for Aunt Yu to serve him rice.
"Hey, who is this guy? Is he a relative of yours? Why are you secretly feeding him? This is factory food."
Qiu's mother was so flattered by these people that she really started to think of the factory as her own.
Wang Fushun wasn't wearing the factory uniform; instead, he was dressed in an expensive suit, which made Qiu's mother think it was the same uniform Qiu Mao used to wear when he worked at the department store.
Wang Fushun sat there casually on the small stool, and Qiu's mother looked down on him, assuming he was a relative of Aunt Yu who had come to sneak around and take advantage of her.
She worked in the kitchen for two days and found that the food at this factory was indeed good. Every meal, the workers could choose one meat dish and one vegetable dish, and they didn't need to use food coupons. Working at this factory was equivalent to having food and accommodation provided.
Sometimes there are leftovers in the kitchen, and everyone tacitly shares the leftovers. This is one of the small perks of working in the kitchen, but meat and vegetables are usually rarely left over.
However, there were two spoonfuls of spare ribs left over from lunch today, and Qiu's mother planned to take them home to eat.
Who are you?
When Wang Fushun saw that Qiu's mother looked unfamiliar, although he had never said that he would take advantage of his good relationship with Shen Heng to exercise special privileges, everyone in the factory knew that he and Shen Heng were brothers who had grown up together.
In the factory, who would dare to talk to him like that?
“Minister Wang, this is the new Aunt Qiu,” Aunt Yu explained to Aunt Qiu’s mother. “Sister-in-law, Xiao Wang is the leader of our marketing department. He’s been running around all day and didn’t have time to eat, so he came to the kitchen to find food. Everyone in the marketing department is busy, and he’s not the only one doing this. It’s not like we’re giving him special treatment.”
Aunt Yu quickly tried to clear herself of any wrongdoing, lest the factory director hear about it and misunderstand.
Qiu's mother looked Wang Fushun up and down, not expecting him to be a leader at such a young age.
Seeing that Qiu's mother was silent, Aunt Yu said, "There are some spare ribs left today, I'll find you a pot to heat them up."
"Where are the spare ribs left today?"
Before Aunt Yu could turn around, she heard Qiu's mother staring at her and asking a question.
The look in Qiu's mother's eyes clearly showed she wanted to keep the ribs. Aunt Yu hesitated awkwardly for a moment, then said, "I must have remembered wrong..."
"Yes, you're mistaken. Wasn't the last one taken away?"
The cook chimed in.
"Minister Wang, I'm really sorry, but I still have some tofu skin stir-fried with bean sprouts. I'll heat it up for you, please wait a moment."
Aunt Yu looked embarrassed and apologetic, while Wang Fushun's eyes swept over all of them.
If he couldn't see anything fishy, he wouldn't be a Wang.
"Thank you, Aunt Yu, could you please heat up two steamed buns for me? I'm really hungry today. You go ahead and get them, I'm going to the outhouse, I'll be right back."
As Wang Fushun spoke, he got up and went to Shen Heng's office.
Shen Heng was in his office, twirling a pen with his feet propped up on the desk. When he saw Wang Fushun enter, he immediately sat up straight and asked, "Next time you come into my office, will you knock?"
Ignoring that, Wang Fushun asked, sounding aggrieved, "Brother Heng, who was that person who came from the kitchen?"
"The kitchen? Men or women?"
"An older woman!"
"Oh, what did she do to you?"
"She stole my ribs!"
"Are you sick?" Shen Heng thought it was something serious.
Seeing Shen Heng's attitude, Wang Fushun couldn't help but ask, "Is she really related to you? No wonder Aunt Yu didn't dare to argue with her. Heng-ge, who is she?"
Wang Fushun had also considered this, which is why he didn't lose his temper directly in the kitchen. If it was someone arranged by Shen Heng, it would make Shen Heng look bad if things got out of hand.
Shen Heng stroked his chin. This matter concerned Xu Yue's reputation, and Bai Jiaojiao told him not to talk about it carelessly.
However, he couldn't bear to let his brother suffer injustice on his own turf.
He then briefly explained, "This guy is a bit troublesome. I'm playing the long game, so don't get into a fight with them for now. If you're worried about not having food, just eat at a restaurant and come back; I'll reimburse you."
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