"Dongsheng, where did you buy your electric fan?"
In the No. 1 canteen warehouse, Jia Dongsheng had just taken a nap when he was called up by Fang Zhuo.
"Director Fang?"
Jia Dongsheng was a little dazed from being woken up, and asked in confusion: "What did you just ask? I didn't hear clearly."
"Fan, electric fan, where did you get the electric fan?"
Fang Zhuo was a little anxious. His office needed to be cooled down urgently, otherwise he would not be able to sit still in the office.
"A fan, at a credit store."
"A credit store?"
This word was like a bolt from the blue, leaving Fang Zhuo stunned: "Why didn't I think of that?"
That's right, he didn't even think about buying things from the credit store.
Credit stores can be said to be a blind spot in the knowledge of people of this generation.
It’s not that they don’t know that credit stores sell goods, but they know that credit stores sell second-hand or second-hand goods.
At this time, the country had just been established and it was in its early stages, so everything was based on new things.
Many ordinary people would rather not use the item first and save money to buy a new one when the time comes.
I like to buy new things, from small items like tables, chairs and benches to large items like the three major appliances.
This is also why things like electric fans are sold directly to reputable stores, simply because in the minds of ordinary people, no one wants to buy second-hand goods, not because they don't buy second-hand goods because they are unusable.
In everyone's mind, when everyone buys new things, there is no market for second-hand goods and they can only be sold in reputable stores.
Of course, not everyone doesn’t understand that second-hand goods can also be good things, but very few do.
This is a conscious behavior, a conceptual behavior, not other external factors such as how much money one has.
"Okay, okay, I'll go check out the credit store now."
Having said that, Fang Zhuo turned around and wanted to leave. Judging from her attitude, she probably wanted to leave early to go shopping.
"Director Fang, please don't go. I've bought all the electric fans at the Credit Store."
"What?"
"Bonus?"
Fang Zhuo stopped, turned around, and asked stupidly, "What does 'baoyuan' mean?"
"It means there are no more fans in the credit store."
Looking at Fang Zhuo's expression, Jia Dongsheng felt a little reluctant to tell him this cruel fact, but it was really unnecessary to make him suffer.
"No electric fan?"
What is a roller coaster of mood? At this moment, Fang Zhuo's mood is like a roller coaster.
From the excitement of knowing where to buy electric fans to the disappointment of finding out that they were out of stock, coupled with the hot weather, he almost fainted.
"Dongsheng, why did you buy so many electric fans? Wouldn't it be enough to just buy one?"
"Director Fang, there's nothing I can do. I'm naturally afraid of heat, and the kitchen is just too hot. I can't stand it."
"this......"
Fang Zhuo didn't know what to say for a moment, because the excitement of being able to buy an electric fan suddenly dropped, and then he felt a little wilted.
"Director Fang, what are you doing..."
"Oh, it's okay."
To be honest, at this time, Fang Zhuo really wanted to ask Jia Dongsheng if he could give him an electric fan, but as a leader, he really couldn't bring himself to ask. He looked at Jia Dongsheng pitifully for a while, and found that Jia Dongsheng had no intention of giving him an electric fan, and his mood became even more depressed.
"By the way, what am I here for?"
Fang Zhuo was about to leave when he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have come to the kitchen to announce some task, so how could he have forgotten about it?
"Dongsheng, let me tell you something."
"What's the matter, Director Fang?"
"Well, it's the dog days of summer now, and the weather is getting hotter day by day, so the factory has decided to make some mung bean soup every noon to help the workers cool down. We've already asked the purchasing department to go buy the mung beans."
“Mung bean soup?”
Jia Dongsheng asked curiously, "Director Fang, there's not enough land to grow grain these days, so how can we grow mung beans?"
"Hey, keep looking, you'll find it eventually."
Fang Zhuo said nonchalantly, "Anyway, there can't be any mistakes in the kitchen. Remember this and don't forget it."
"Don't worry about me taking care of it," Jia Dongsheng said, patting his chest.
"That's good, go back to sleep."
Fang Zhuo staggered out. It seemed that not being able to buy an electric fan was a big blow to him!
What Jia Dongsheng didn't expect was that when he woke up and returned to the kitchen from the warehouse, he suddenly found that there seemed to be one more person sitting on his seat.
"Director Fang, do you have anything else to tell me?"
"Oh, nothing, I just came to the kitchen to sit and chat with everyone."
Fang Zhuo drank his tea happily and said, "As the canteen director, I also have to care about the mental state of our kitchen staff."
"Come, come and have some tea. You can leave work in a while."
Jia Dongsheng really didn't understand what was going on, but when he saw Fang Zhuo drinking tea with a leisurely look on his face, he shook his head and decided to stop thinking about it. It wasn't bad to have someone to drink tea with.
It was only when they were getting off work and watching Fang Zhuo stagger away that Qin Huairu came over and said, "Dongsheng, the director is here to use the fan."
"I see!"
At this moment, Jia Dongsheng suddenly realized that Fang Zhuo was quite interesting. He even used the fan to get close to his subordinates.
As a leader, instead of helping his subordinates improve their environment, he actually takes advantage of their welfare. What kind of leader is this?
Shaking his head, not thinking about him anymore, Jia Dongsheng smiled slightly: "Sister-in-law, it's time to get off work."
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