The drivers of the small car class not only play cards, but also fight to damage the company's property during their work. Although the nature of the damage is bad, they all have something to do with it. Director Qin, who is in charge of similar work, won't embarrass them too much.
At most, he would light his nose to reprimand them, order them to compensate for the damaged tables and chairs, and then deduct some of this month's bonus to pull them down. However, director Qin didn't expect that General Yue ran to the security office after learning the news and asked him out to deal with the matter in person.
Director Qin was startled. He couldn't understand how President Yue, who happened to have a big happy event, could have inspired the masses and wanted to intercede for Zhang Wei. But he didn't dare. He only gave them a look of self-respect and opened the door.
Originally, Zhang Wei's brows were sweating when they saw general manager Yue's presence. Now, after hearing what she said, her face turned pale and her timid legs began to tremble.
Car drivers are different from other departments in the company. They have high salary and good welfare. The key is to be relaxed. As long as they don't delay the leader's car use and spend a lot of time freely, it's not too much to come to provide for the aged.
If President Yue fired them in a rage, where would they go to find such a smart job?
The whole company is envious and envious of them. I wish they were all "Royal relatives" to get out of here and let the working people enjoy the pension treatment.
After director Qin went out, Yue Zitong didn't speak immediately. He sat behind his desk and picked up a newspaper to read. His face was calm, as if he had forgotten to teach Zhang Wei and others.
Min Rou, standing beside president Yue, poured her a cup of boiled water from a paper cup. When she put it on the table, her eyes swept quickly through the window without stopping.
But Li Nanfang, who is standing in front of the window, quickly catches the worry in her eyes, smiles in her heart, and is also proud. No matter how indifferent little rouer seems to him, she always cares about him.
Min Rou may know that Mr. Yue came to Li Nanfang to deal with such trifles, but she certainly doesn't know that Mr. Yue's real idea is to make friends with him and ease their relationship.
Zhang Wei and others don't know. As time goes by, they sweat more on their foreheads, and their faces become more gray. But no one dares to breathe. They all look down at their toes, like a group of prisoners waiting for trial.
In the security office, there was only the rustle of Yue Zitong's newspaper, and occasionally, the sound of her drinking water.
When you are a big boss, is it necessary for you to exert such great power to oppress our small staff?
Boiled water, good to drink?
Mr. Yue, if you want to kill or cut, give us a clear attitude and stop tormenting us like this, will you?
Zhang Wei and others can't stand the pressure of the atmosphere created by Yue Zitong. Just when someone is nearly collapsed and wants to cry out regardless of everything to break the extreme depression, there is a crackle of cigarette lighter.
This slight sound is like a lightning tearing apart the dark clouds, like a guiding light at the end of the night, like an aircraft carrier coming in the stormy waves, which completely destroys the atmosphere that President Yue has painstakingly created.
Zhang Wei and others, like drowning people who are about to drown, suddenly come to the surface, open their mouths and take a deep breath. They are relaxed and subconsciously look back.
Li Nanfang, who won their money and hit them in the face, leans on the windowsill with a cigarette in his mouth and pushes open a window. The heat wave outside at noon of the Mid Autumn Festival and the noise of cars passing by in the distance quickly squeeze in, suppressing the last point and squeezing away.
It's still this guy who dares to challenge the authority of general manager Yue with the help of secretary min.
Good people. That's good people.
Is it for the sake of winning our money that we are the best?
When Zhang Wei and others had this idea floating in their hearts, Yue Zitong said, "Zhang Wei, tell me why you fight and make trouble at work."
Zhang Wei was stunned. After general manager Yue's authority was challenged, shouldn't he immediately harshly reprimand Li Nanfang and let him get rough quickly? How can he ignore these and talk about work directly?
"Zhang Wei, didn't you hear Mr. Yue's question?"
Seeing Zhang Wei's face full of confusion, Secretary min immediately jumped out and yelled.
"Ah? Ah
Zhang Wei woke up and wiped his forehead in a hurry. He bowed his head and said, "Mr. Yue and Mr. Yue, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I shouldn't take the lead in playing cards at work. As a result, I have conflicts with my colleagues, damaged public property, and caused irreparable adverse effects on the company. I and I are willing to accept president Yue and the company's severe punishment. "
Although Zhang Wei, the monitor of the car class, usually drags the kaihuang group in front of sun Daming and others as if his family owned it, he still has a little responsibility. When he is questioned by President Yue, he has the courage to stand up and bear the blame.
Of course, it has something to do with the fact that he knows that President Yue hates not to take responsibility, that he takes credit for himself, and that he shirks responsibility to his subordinates when he makes mistakes. He is biting his teeth to make a bet, hoping that she can take it easy for vice president Qi to be his brother-in-law.
After listening to Zhang Wei's words, they immediately knew what they should do. They criticized themselves one after another: "Mr. Yue, we are not good. We should not live up to your trust and expectation. During our work, we should do things that have nothing to do with our work."
"We are willing to accept punishment from the company."
"We will certainly reform ourselves and face up to our mistakes."
"We"
"Poof!"
Just as the big guys rushed to admit their mistakes to President Yue and made self-criticism, a rather disharmonious laugh diluted the spirit of self-criticism that everyone was striving to build.
It's Li Nanfang who laughs.
He found that he really belittled Zhang Wei and others. His acting skills are no less than those of professional actors.
Tut, tut, look at the appearance of repentance and remorse. It's estimated that when the Oscar winners play beyond their level, it's just like this, isn't it?
Life is like a play. It all depends on acting skills.
What are you laughing at!?
Zhang Wei and others look back again, staring at Li Nanfang fiercely, with fierce eyes. They want to eat him.
You are deliberately irritating president Yue. Let her punish us severely, right?
Well, even if Mr. Yue is angry, he will get you first!
You just wait to meet general manager Yue's fury.
This time, I can assure you that Secretary min can't protect you.
Sure enough, just like hearing what Zhang Wei and others were thinking, President Yue slapped the table and asked, "Li Nanfang, what are you laughing at? Say it! If you can't tell me why, hum, give it to me -- "
Get the hell out of here!
Just when the general manager Yue's voice stopped, Zhang Wei and others automatically made up their minds.
Yue always said: "you give it to me, give me a good think."
what?
Did I hear you right?
Is that what President Yue said?
She didn't make Li Nanfang rough, but let him think about it again?
Zhang Wei and others immediately turned on the muddleheaded mode again, staring at Mr. Yue, blinking.
Not only are they confused, but this time even min Rou is a little puzzled. This guy's repeated provocations against general manager Yue made us jump out of the building. According to general manager Yue's temper, shouldn't we take the opportunity to suppress him and export our evil spirit?
How can it be that the first part of the speech is fierce, while the second half is like a couple flirting?
Oh, it's normal for a couple to fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.
After thinking about this, min Rou suddenly feels depressed, slightly droops her head and closes her eyes, and doesn't want to care about what's going to happen next.
Li Nanfang told the truth: "don't think about it. I just think it's funny, so I laugh."
Your sister!
In front of all my subordinates, you can't help me maintain the dignity of my boss. With a face full of fear, you can't help laughing when you say that your throat is itching. Would you still ask Mr. Yue Haihan?
Yue Zi Tong scolded in his heart. He wanted to clap his hands and raised them. Then he slowly put them down and asked, "what makes you feel funny? Say it and make me and everyone happy. "
Min Rou, who has just made up her mind to look at her nose, nose and heart, but doesn't hear what happened outside the window, looks up at her again with a blank look and thinks, is it still in Mexico, facing hundreds of armed gangsters, that she dares to kill Mr. Yue alone?
No matter how sorry you are to this guy, you can't give in to him in front of so many people.
Min Rou, who is still in the know, thinks like this. What's the reaction in Zhang Wei's mind? It's hard to describe.
In this case, it is not to be described.
Seeing that Aunt Yue, who is unruly and self righteous, keeps such a low profile with so many people, Li Nanfang knows that she is trying to please herself. It would be too much to push her nose on her face.
In all things, too much is more than enough.
General manager Yue threw it in courtesy, while general manager Li immediately threw it in peach. He laughed awkwardly: "it's nothing funny, but suddenly he thought of a joke. Mr. Yue, I'm sorry. I'm also wrong about this. First, I shouldn't play cards at work. Second, I shouldn't win their money. Third, I shouldn't win too much. "
Wocao, are you confessing to general manager Yue, or are you showing off to general manager Yue that you have won us miserably?
When Zhang Wei and others heard the speech, they were all praying for the great general manager Yue. Even if they didn't expel him, at least they had to move out of the car class. We couldn't stand him any more.
But what shocked them was still behind. President Yue even said, "it's OK to play cards in your spare time. It's just the so-called "happy little gamble". But you shouldn't fight and hurt the harmony between colleagues. That's not good. "
Can you play cards in your spare time?
A little bet?
Even if I buy GADA, how can there be a boss who is so considerate to my subordinates and let my friends stand on it? I'm so lucky!
Just when Zhang Wei and others were about to faint, general manager Yue pondered for a moment and then said, "however, since the contradiction has occurred, it should be very difficult for you to restore your former intimate friendship with colleagues."
How can we have any friendship with him?
Mr. Yue, please, you'd better transfer him away. It seems that he heard what Zhang Wei and others were thinking. Mr. Yue continued: "well, I'll take this opportunity to arrange the personnel transfer for the next car class."
Zhang Wei and others were in high spirits, thinking that this guy was finally kicked out of the car class!
"Zhang Wei."
Yue Zitong looked up at Zhang Wei and said, "from now on, you will be transferred from the car class. The new monitor of the car class is Li Nanfang. "
Click!
Outside the window, in broad daylight, it seems that it's thundering and splitting on Zhang Wei's head.