pjbooks Chapter 9 Where is Mr. Chu Weiguo? [Please read on! Please comment!]
Chapter 9 Where is Mr. Chu Weiguo? [Please read on! Please comment!]
For a fleeting moment.
Chu Weiguo suddenly had an idea.
Or... let's just forget about it...
The 500 yuan attendance bonus can buy more than 300 kilograms of rice, can dress Chu Zhao in a bright and beautiful new outfit from head to toe, and can allow Chu Weiguo to bring more things when he visits the four elderly people.
By comparison.
Standing at the station entrance, watching Chu Zhao in his military uniform run into the distance... it didn't seem so important anymore...
Looking at Chu Weiguo's conflicted and hesitant expression.
The supervisor smiled, his gaze toward Chu Weiguo growing increasingly contemptuous.
"Alright, Chu Weiguo, stop wasting time here."
"As you know, the foreign directors could come to inspect the factory at any time in the next few days..."
"director."
"I still need to ask for this leave."
Chu Weiguo remained bent over with his head down.
His voice was very soft, yet it carried an unwavering determination!
The reason he was willing to be subservient to his supervisor and work diligently every day was because...
It wasn't for wealth and status, but to let his deceased wife in heaven know.
He can still support this family.
For him.
Chu Zhao is not only the continuation of his bloodline, but also the only trace left in this world by his deceased wife.
If he, as the father, cannot personally escort Chu Zhao to the army.
What's the point of making so much money?
"..."
He stared blankly at Chu Weiguo, who seemed like a completely different person.
The supervisor was enraged by his attitude. The mocking smile on his face was immediately replaced by an undisguised anger!
"Chu Weiguo, are you really taking advantage of my kindness?"
"I've already told you that foreign directors may come to inspect at any time."
"You are the longest-serving employee in the workshop and are also responsible for the maintenance of the production line. There are many problems that only you know."
"If you're not there, what are we supposed to say when the foreign directors ask us questions?"
"Okay! Didn't you want to ask for leave?"
"Change your clothes right now and get out of here!"
"You've been suspended!"
Based on the supervisor's understanding of Chu Weiguo.
The moment the word "suspension" is uttered, Chu Weiguo will immediately be at his mercy.
After all, Chu Weiguo's family situation was not a secret within Kuangwen Company.
The supervisor was well aware of just how important this job was to Chu Weiguo.
But he miscalculated.
There was no anger, and no pleading.
Chu Weiguo gave his supervisor a deep look before slowly taking off his work clothes.
Until Chu Weiguo's figure completely disappeared from the supervisor's sight.
He didn't even glance at his supervisor again.
"Rebellion! Rebellion!"
The manager, his face ashen, roared hysterically in a shrill voice.
"Chu Weiguo, you'll regret this!"
"What are you looking at? Get back to work, all of you!"
Under his furious cursing.
Hearing the commotion, the workers who had come to see what was going on reluctantly dispersed, silently cursing their supervisor's family history.
"Master..."
The young man, who had been standing beside his supervisor without saying a word, cautiously inquired at this moment.
"Should we bring Chu Gong back...?"
"Looking for my ass!"
"Can't you see he dares to challenge me now?"
"If we bring him back, how will we manage so many people in the workshop?"
I can tell.
The young man standing next to the supervisor actually felt some sympathy for Chu Weiguo's plight.
However, he couldn't openly confront the supervisor who was mentoring him, so he could only try to persuade him in a tactful way.
"Didn't you say that only he knows about the many problems in our workshop?"
"What if the foreign directors actually come to inspect...?"
"Don't be afraid!"
"When the time comes, I'll just borrow people from other workshops!"
"I fucking refuse to believe it!"
"Without Chu Weiguo, do you think our workshop can stop production?!"
It is clear.
Since the supervisor dared to make the decision to "suspend" Chu Weiguo, he must have already thought of a countermeasure.
After saying that, he glanced at the young man beside him and suddenly smiled sinisterly.
"Do you think I'm making a mountain out of a molehill and making trouble out of nothing?"
"No, no..."
"Save your breath!"
"Your thoughts are written all over your face!"
He gave the young man a disdainful look.
The supervisor swaggered down and plopped down, lighting a cigarette over the "No Smoking" sign behind him.
"Before you came, did you think I, all by myself, could manage over a hundred people in the workshop so well?"
"Let me tell you! Don't even think about winning people over with virtue; that's a child's idea!"
"You need to find a target, to show them the consequences of disobeying orders!"
"Only in this way will they be afraid and obey!"
"..."
The young man blinked, his eyes filled with deep confusion.
This is completely different from what he learned in school.
"That Engineer Chu who just left..."
"That's right! He's a perfect target!"
He casually exhaled a large cloud of thick white mist.
The supervisor grinned, revealing a set of crooked, yellow teeth stained with tobacco.
"They have the skills, the experience, and the prestige."
"As long as we keep him under control, no one in the workshop will dare to cause trouble!"
"Most importantly, he desperately needs this job."
Even if they go a little too far, he can only obediently accept it!
"Hmph...! He's really gotten bold, daring to give me attitude now!"
"He'll come back begging to me someday!"
The supervisor gritted his teeth, threw the half-smoked cigarette hard on the ground, and stomped on it repeatedly, as if venting his anger.
The young man standing next to him watched his supervisor's actions with a complicated expression, his eyes growing increasingly confused.
"Don't just stand there like an idiot."
"Kid, you still have a lot to learn!"
It was as if to verify what the supervisor had said.
The morning's production work went very smoothly.
Not only did the machinery not malfunction, but the production speed even increased.
"Look! This is the effect!"
"If you're always polite and courteous to them, will that really improve efficiency?"
Upon hearing this...
The young man, who had been silent ever since leaving the locker room, seemed to be moved and was about to speak when he heard a sudden ringing from the supervisor's pocket.
"Feed?"
"What? The board members are here for an inspection?"
"Are they heading towards our workshop?"
"Yes, yes, yes! I'll organize everyone to prepare for the inspection right away!"
He rushed out of the office in a panic.
The supervisor yelled at the workers who were about to leave work, shouting orders at the top of his lungs.
"Get back to your workstations! The board members are coming to inspect!"
None of the workers present liked the supervisor.
Upon hearing the supervisor mention "director," the workers returned to their workstations and resumed their busy work.
I stumbled back to the office, turned off the air conditioner, and took the opportunity to carefully groom my greasy and sparse hair in front of the mirror.
The supervisor beckoned the still-dazed young man and jogged to the workshop entrance to await the arrival of the board of directors.
A convoy of black Audis moved steadily and swiftly across the park, finally stopping in front of Workshop No. 2.
The moment the blond, blue-eyed director stepped out of the car.
The supervisor, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately rushed forward, bowed deeply, and said obsequiously.
"Good morning, Director!"
On behalf of all the staff in Workshop No. 2, I welcome you to our inspection!
He forced a somewhat strained smile at his supervisor.
The director, dressed in a suit and looking very formal, seemed to have no interest in small talk. Instead, he asked the supervisor directly in broken Chinese.
Where is Mr. Chu Weiguo?
This statement came out.
The supervisor felt a chill run through his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cave!