Chapter 1067: Peace and Tranquility
"Director Wu, based on the situation just now, if the factory wants to fire an employee, do we need to pay an additional month's salary according to normal procedures?"
"this……"
Director Wu's forehead was covered with sweat, and he stammered:
"Normally, generally speaking, the factory doesn't allow employees to be fired at will. This is the rule..."
Even though Director Wu was clearly told this, he continued to talk about other things, and Lu Miao's expression suddenly faded.
Upon seeing this, Director Wu stopped talking and asked:
"Or, perhaps, Director Lu has a better idea?"
Director Wu seemed to be giving up the initiative, but Lu Miao didn't buy it.
He can't even settle the simplest right and wrong, and he wants to sit firmly in the position of factory director without any effort, and not want to offend the factory workers, so that she can speak out and be the bad guy?
How can it be so good to want this and that?
Lu Miao smiled faintly, slowly raised the car window and said:
"You're joking. My opinion is meaningless. How this matter is handled depends on whether Director Wu is suitable for the position of director."
As soon as he finished speaking, the car window closed completely.
"Hey, hey, Director Lu!"
Director Wu was about to say something while leaning against the car window, but Lu Miao had already turned around and raised his chin slightly.
The young driver understood, turned the steering wheel and soon left Director Wu far behind.
Watching the car drive away, Director Wu rubbed his forehead in frustration.
Director Wu understands some things, he's just worried.
He served as director of the cotton mill for fourteen years.
He has been working in the factory almost since the most turbulent years.
He has seen too many things like labeling and parading people.
Over the years, he has been timid and has not achieved much, but he has always been careful to avoid trouble and has managed to hold the position of factory director firmly.
I originally thought I could do this until retirement, but I didn't expect it to affect me.
It's just a little girl, she doesn't look that old, but I really didn't expect her to be so difficult to deal with...
Director Wu sighed and could only turn back to the factory to deal with the matter.
…
After finishing work at the garment factory and making such a fuss at the cotton mill, it was almost time to get off work.
The back of Lu Miao's shirt was wet and sticky, so it was not appropriate for him to go to work, so he simply went home.
On the auxiliary road of Jingshan South Street, Yu Hong opened the car door to take Lu Miao home.
Lu Miao raised his hand to stop him, and said as he got out of the car:
"I have some things to do these days. You don't have to come with me. Just help me answer the phone at the agency."
"good."
Yu Hong responded efficiently.
Lu Miao nodded his chin and closed the car door casually.
Lu Miao returned home in a mess, and Tang Mei and the others couldn't help but scream and shout when they saw him.
Lu Miao was annoyed.
He said perfunctorily that it was no big deal and went upstairs to take a shower.
About an hour later, Fu Jingyou also came back.
When I entered the house, Tang Mei was still yelling about this.
Fu Jingyou overheard something while riding his bicycle and asked casually:
"Aunt, what did you say happened to Miaomiao?"
"Oh my! How would I know what happened? She was clean and fine when she left this morning, but when she came back she was covered in paint. She wouldn't tell me what happened when I asked her..."
Fu Jingyou frowned.
He hadn't even set up his bicycle yet, but he leaned it against the wall and walked towards the inner yard.
At the stairs below the terrace in the inner courtyard, Baichuan was standing on tiptoe and trying to pull at the small door.
No one unlocked the door for him, and since he couldn't get upstairs, he tried to climb over the small door himself.
But how could a little kid who is less than three feet tall have such great abilities?
After trying for half a day, I could only hang on the door panel, and my toes were not even off the ground.
To prevent the child from falling, Xu Xiangcao sat in the small viewing tea room on the side and watched.
Seeing Fu Jingyou come in, Xu Xiangcao quickly stood up and carried Baichuan down from the door:
"gentlemen."
Fu Jingyou glanced at Xu Xiangcao.
I told you not to call him Mr., and you can just call him "Brother Xiao Fu" or "Brother Xiao Liu" with Mei Zi and the others, but Xu Xiangcao never changed her mind.
After saying it several times, Fu Jingyou was too lazy to continue.
Just then, his son kicked his legs and stretched out his little arms, calling "Dad" to be held, and Fu Jingyou took the opportunity to take him over:
"Go help your aunt, I'll just watch here."
Fu Jingyou pulled the latch on the inside of the small door.
Without waiting for Xu Xiangcao to answer, she went upstairs with her son in her arms.
Little Baichuan squirmed in his father's arms, mumbling innocently in his childish words:
"Dad, why do we need a small door? Can we not have it? This small door always prevents me from finding my mom..."
Fu Jingyou patted his son's little butt and said nothing.
His mind was all on his wife, and he didn't listen carefully to what his son said.
Lu Miao had been in the bathroom for about an hour. When the father and son entered the small living room, she had just come out with her hair half wet and half dry.
Fu Jingyou put his son down and reached forward to check.
Xiao Baichuan is faster than him.
Baichuan ran to his mother in two steps, hugged her legs first, then tilted his head up and stretched out his arms for his mother to hold him.
Lu Miao laughed, bent down and cooperated to pick up the fat boy, and sat on the sofa together.
Fu Jingyou followed and sat down, looking her up and down and asked:
"What happened? Auntie said you came back covered in paint?"
Bending down to kiss Bai Chuan's little face, making his son laugh, Lu Miao took a moment to glance at Fu Jingyou with a frown:
"Oh, it's not a big deal. Did you hear her exaggerate it to you?"
Lu Miao's expression and tone were relaxed, and Fu Jingyou felt relieved, but he still asked persistently:
"What the hell is going on? How did you do it?"
Lu Miao had no choice but to tell him everything that happened in the cotton mill that afternoon.
Fu Jingyou's brows, which had just relaxed, furrowed deeply again.
This time, he held Lu Miao's shoulders and looked back and forth for a long time, making sure that she was not injured before he spoke:
"How can you take Yu Hong alone with you on your trip? She's also a lesbian, and she wouldn't be able to help in a critical moment... Next time you go out, take the driver with you. Men are stronger, so at least it's a precaution."
Fu Jingyou couldn't calm down and kept mumbling:
"Don't let him wait in the car like an idiot. He just drives normally, how can he be tired?"
Lu Miao chuckled:
"I see. Today's incident happened suddenly. No one expected it. Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this."
Fu Jingyou said:
"We're here to guard against sudden situations like this."
He became serious, and Lu Miao had to give in and repeatedly assured him that he would pay more attention in the future. Finally, he reluctantly let the matter go.
But after a while, Fu Jingyou asked again:
"The cotton mill caused such a mess, but the person in charge didn't say anything? How was the follow-up handled?"
When talking to him, Lu Miao didn't hide anything and said directly:
"This factory manager is indecisive and a bad person. If I hadn't put pressure on him to do it, he would have probably kept quiet."
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