Chapter 86 Accident at the Textile Factory
In the 1970s, perhaps there were too few people who could speak English. For Feng Jiaojiao, it was really nothing, after all, she had passed the Level 6 English test.
Now because of Feng's mother, there is a reason why the original owner can speak English, and no one will question it.
The foreigner quickly responded, "There's something wrong with your machine. It needs a major overhaul. It will take at least a week. Please prepare the money first so we can repair the machine for you."
After listening to what the foreigner said, Feng Jiaojiao repeated it to her father.
The people in the textile factory were excited when they heard this.
"He farted!"
"Yeah, it was fine before. I just asked him to adjust it. Now he says the machine is broken. How is that possible? Isn't this extortion?"
After hearing this, Mr. Feng's face turned serious. This was a serious matter. Not to mention the issue of repair costs, they couldn't afford the delay of even a week.
You know, I'm about to get the goods. At this critical juncture, isn't this a scam?
Feng Jiaojiao also heard the workers chattering, and she understood what was going on almost exactly, such as the goods were about to be shipped, but there was a problem with the machine.
After hearing this, An Jianjun looked at the foreigner with a sharp look. What a coincidence?
Is it intentional, or is it really like this?
Feng Jiaojiao said to the foreigner, "We need you to fix the machine as soon as possible."
The foreigner spread out his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I can't do it!"
"The machine was working fine, but you made it stop working. You should take responsibility for this." Feng Jiaojiao looked at the foreigner.
Foreigners are now like dead pigs that are not afraid of boiling water. "You know so much, just fix it yourselves. I don't have time to waste with you." After saying this, they wanted to leave.
The couple looked at each other, and An Jianjun immediately took action to subdue them. "What are you doing? This is illegal. I will sue you at the Chinese embassy!" the foreigner roared.
Shut up!
An Jianjun stuffed a rag into the foreigner's mouth.
"I suspect there's something wrong with this person. You'd better report it to the police."
Mr. Feng knew that this was the only thing he could do now. No matter what they said, the other party would not repair the machine for them, even if they begged him.
My mouth suddenly felt hot.
What should I do with this batch of goods?
An Jianjun walked over to the problematic machine and looked around.
"What...what does he want to do? Is he trying to repair the machine?"
"Oh, that won't work. This machine is so expensive. Who will be responsible if it breaks?"
"What should we do? We'll just sit back and watch. If you can fix it, go ahead and do it!"
"I...I can't!"
The workers were talking behind An Jianjun.
"Jianjun, can you repair this thing?" Seeing his son-in-law getting close to the machine, Feng's father followed suit.
"I haven't repaired this, but... I have repaired off-road vehicles, tanks and other combat equipment." It's always good to have many skills. When he has nothing to do, he likes to tinker with various equipment and ask veterans how to repair them.
"Then you try it. Don't feel stressed. It doesn't matter if you can't fix it." Father Feng was sweating with anxiety, but it didn't matter.
But what else could they do? They could only try their best. If the foreigners refused to repair their machines, they were helpless. Where could they find someone to help them at this critical moment?
Everyone looked at An Jianjun curiously, only to see An Jianjun checking step by step steadily and fiddling with every part.
Time passed by every second, and everyone couldn't wait any longer.
"Is he capable of this?"
"Yeah, it's been so long. If you don't know how to do it, don't try to be brave. It's just a waste of time!"
"That's right!"
"Is our bonus for this month gone again?"
"Or... let's just ask a foreigner for help. He's not reliable. He's a professional maintenance worker after all, so he's better than this amateur!"
"Director Feng, why don't we apologize to the foreigners and ask them to repair it for us? Otherwise, we're doomed!"
The workers couldn't take it anymore. If the shipment was delayed, the factory would have to pay a large sum of liquidated damages. Then... wouldn't they have worked for several months in vain?
The factory has no money, so how can we give them bonuses?
"Shut up, everyone. If you can fix it, come and fix it. If you can't, just shut up. If this foreigner wanted to fix the machine for us, he would have done it long ago. Why would he give you such a long rest?" Couldn't Father Feng see that the foreigner did it on purpose?
But what can we do?
They are being strangled. It's because such a big factory doesn't even have someone who can repair foreign machines. They can only pay high maintenance fees to foreigners to repair the machines.
“Click, click…”
"Huh?"
"This... this is fixed!"
An Jianjun crawled out from under the machine and said, "Dad, it should be fine this time. You guys should give it a try."
"Let me wipe it for you." Feng Jiaojiao saw that An Jianjun's face and body were covered with machine oil, so she quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him.
"I'm fine, just stay away from me. I'm covered in oil and smell, and I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable." An Jianjun deliberately kept a distance from his wife.
"Director Feng, it really works!" Everyone was very excited.
"Oh, Director, your son-in-law is no ordinary man. You have a really good eye for choosing a son-in-law!" Now everyone began to praise Father Feng.
"Okay, okay! Now that the machine is repaired, you guys should get back to work. Otherwise, you won't be able to ship the goods, and this month's bonus will be gone!" Father Feng felt relieved when he saw that the machine was repaired.
"Thanks to you, Jianjun!" Father Feng felt proud. He has a great son-in-law!
"Dad, these are all small matters. I think that foreigner is very suspicious. You should strengthen management these days to prevent any more mistakes." An Jianjun relied on his intuition that there must be something wrong with that foreigner.
"Okay, I understand. You take Jiaojiao back home first. I'll keep an eye on her now." Father Feng also took this matter very seriously. If things went wrong, he, as the director, would have to take responsibility.
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