"Why is it a photograph? Are photographs being used for blueprints now? Let me see it."
Sang Huaiyuan smiled slightly, staring intently at Ye Zhiguo, not missing a single change in his facial expression.
Secretary Zhang stepped aside, snapping photos with her camera, the flash going off repeatedly. Ye Zhiguo, holding the photos, was also captured in the shot.
When Ye Zhiguo saw that it was a photograph, he felt uneasy, as if something was about to happen.
He couldn't help but glance at the photos, only to see a fleshy color, clearly not blueprints. He couldn't help but wonder, since he had personally inspected every workshop, there couldn't possibly be any trash left. Where did these photos come from?
When Sang Huaiyuan asked to see the photos, Ye Zhiguo hesitated for a moment, but still handed them over, and Sang Huaiyuan reached out to take them.
Just as the photo was about to be handed to Sang Huaiyuan, Ye Zhiguo glanced at it again and finally saw what was in the photo. His expression changed, and he looked incredulous. He subconsciously withdrew his hand, put the photo in front of him, and stared wide-eyed.
Sang Huaiyuan's hand hovered in mid-air, somewhat embarrassed.
What's even more embarrassing is that of the factory director, Ye Zhiguo. Has he lost his mind? How dare he be disrespectful to the mayor?
They're tired of living!
"Section Chief Ye, quickly give the photo to Mayor Sang!" The factory director suppressed his anger and ordered in a deep voice, but Ye Zhiguo seemed not to hear him, staring blankly at the photo, his face turning from red to green, and then to white.
His hands trembled more and more violently, and his teeth were clenching so hard they were making a grinding sound. Something was clearly wrong with him.
Secretary Zhang, who was taking the photos, rushed over and stood protectively in front of Sang Huaiyuan, shouting at Ye Zhiguo, "What do you want to do?"
"It's alright, don't be nervous. Is this comrade feeling unwell?" Sang Huaiyuan knew perfectly well what was going on, but his tone was as gentle as a spring breeze. However, the more gentle he was, the more the factory director resented Ye Zhiguo.
He usually seems quite clever, but he always messes up at crucial moments, making him look bad in front of the mayor!
"This is our factory's security chief. He's probably been working too hard these past few days and is exhausted," the factory manager explained with a smile, though inwardly he was seething with resentment.
Ye Zhiguo is usually as strong as an ox, how could he possibly be feeling unwell? Damn it, I'll settle the score with this guy later!
"Go down and rest. Xiao Zhang, bring me the photos. I want to take a look at these high-tech blueprints and broaden my horizons." Sang Huaiyuan smiled very amiably.
The factory manager knew perfectly well that it couldn't be some high-tech blueprints, but he never expected that erotic photos would appear in his workshop. He thought it was just some kind of messy workshop or employee photos.
Ye Zhiguo is becoming increasingly unreliable. He's gotten too big for his britches since becoming a section chief, huh!
The factory director, having lost face, was furious with Ye Zhiguo. His eyes turned cold, and he said to Ye Zhiguo, "Section Chief Ye, give the photos to Mayor Sang and go to rest!"
but--
Ye Zhiguo was still in a daze, as if he hadn't heard anything. His teeth were clenching even louder, which was very strange. The factory manager couldn't help but wonder, Ye Zhiguo was not usually an unreasonable person. Could it be that he was really having an attack?
I'd never heard of Ye Zhiguo having epilepsy before!
"What's wrong with this guy? Director Wu, your factory should really give its employees proper health checkups. If any employees are in poor health, you should transfer them to easier positions!" Xiao Zhang was very dissatisfied with Ye Zhiguo and his tone towards the factory director was also quite unfriendly.
The factory manager's heart skipped a beat, and he nodded repeatedly, his resentment towards Ye Zhiguo deepening.
Xiao Zhang snatched the photo, glanced at it, and his expression changed. He instinctively tried to take the photo back, but Sang Huaiyuan had already seen it. In fact, he already knew what was in the photo; he was just putting on an act.
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