Chapter 500
, Point 1: You Just Can't Handle This Job
Chapter 500, Node 1: You Just Can't Handle This Job
"The factory manager?!"
Lin Aiguo's lips twitched, his chest heaving with anger: "You really don't know your own limitations. Your old man is just the director of the statistics bureau, not the mayor! Do you know what level the director of Changhong Radio Factory is?"
Lin Xiaohe blinked and said matter-of-factly, "I don't know."
Lin Aiguo was speechless.
Other people's daughters are like warm cotton-padded jackets, but my own daughter is simply a nemesis.
"Government and enterprise are not separated. Changhong Radio Factory was originally a military factory, but later it was converted into a state-owned enterprise. The factory director must be at least a section chief. You're not even a staff member, yet you want to be a section chief? What makes you think you can? Do you think you're so great?"
Lin Xiaohe didn't care about being a section chief or deputy section chief. Her logic was simple: "The capable rise, the incapable fall. If the factory manager can't do a good job, why can't I take over?"
Lin Aiguo realized he had misjudged his daughter. It wasn't that she lacked ambition; she clearly had wildly ambitious goals!
Lin Aiguo's response to such hot-blooded young people is to ignore them.
He could ignore Lin Xiaohe, but Zhang Dongliang couldn't, so he offered her a way out: "Xiaohe, there are so many factories in our county, why do you want to go to Changhong?"
Lin Xiaohe didn't just make the decision to go to Changhong on a whim.
She figured the key to breaking the deadlock lay with Changhong Wireless Factory. Besides, she had the technological expertise accumulated from the Federation's interstellar network, Blue Star, and Guixu Star; even if she wasn't an expert in everything, it was sufficient for this era.
Lin Xiaohe thought for a moment and said, "Because I think laid-off workers are living too hard a life, and I studied science and engineering, which is more in line with Changhong. Maybe I can put my knowledge to good use?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Qiuju sighed deeply: "What a kind child."
Then, she turned to the crowd and described how she and Xiaohe had met Changhong's Level 4 electrician at the morning market.
"I guess it must be something that Wang Qiang said to Xiao He that really touched Xiao He."
After hearing Zhao Qiuju's explanation, Lin Aiguo and Zhang Dongliang said nothing more.
Although they were seasoned officials who occasionally made mistakes, they were not extremely corrupt.
They saw Xiaohe's pure and innocent heart, and although they didn't agree with it, they still felt comforted and appreciative.
Zhang Dongliang downed the last bit of baijiu in his glass in one gulp, and said with a slur, "How about this, a few friends from the city are coming to our county the day after tomorrow. You'll come with us to entertain them."
Lin Aiguo looked up at Zhang Dongliang and tacitly accepted the other party's arrangement.
Time flies, and Lin Aiguo, along with Lin Xiaohe, met up with Director Zhang.
Beside Director Zhang was a young man wearing a white shirt and a gray cardigan.
Zhang Dongliang said calmly, "This is Zhou Hongwei, a young cadre in our bureau. Xiao He, you should learn more from Officer Zhou."
The young man quickly waved his hand and laughed, "Director Zhang, you flatter me. Xiao He, right? I'm a few years older than you, you can just call me Brother Zhou."
"Hello, Brother Zhou."
Ten minutes later, Zhang Dongliang realized that it was almost time, so he led everyone downstairs to the lobby to wait.
A black Santana slowly pulled up in front of the hotel. The door opened, and three people got out one by one.
Leading the way was a middle-aged man wearing a black hat and a thick black down jacket.
Following behind him were a man and a woman; judging from their demeanor, they were likely both employees of the government system.
Brother Zhou quickly ran over, pushed open the hotel door, and bowed slightly, his attitude respectful.
"Welcome, Secretary-General Yan, and these two leaders as well." Zhang Dongliang walked up quickly and warmly extended his hands. "You're too kind," Secretary-General Yan introduced, "This is Wan Baohua, head of the General Affairs Section, and this is Dong Ya, head of the Information Section."
After a series of warm formalities, Brother Zhou, holding a notebook, stood behind Director Zhang and quietly introduced the itinerary: "Welcome Secretary-General Yan and the two section chiefs to Anning for their inspection. Our director attaches great importance to this and has made meticulous plans. The Northern New World Fishing Ground is a specialty fishing ground in Anning County, specifically for winter fishing. The fishing gear and bait are all ready..."
Fishing grounds have regulations regarding bait, but Brother Zhou had already spoken to the owner to release more fish and ensure a good fishing season. As for the bait, that was for other anglers, not for Secretary-General Yan.
To ensure Secretary Yan had a pleasant and enjoyable fishing experience, Brother Zhou specially arranged for the fishing pond owner to have several novice anglers accompany him.
Fishing is all about this; it's not about how much you catch, it's about catching more than others.
Worried that the female section chief wouldn't like fishing, Brother Zhou also arranged a trip to a hot spring, complete with women's swimsuits, swimming rings, and goggles.
Secretary-General Yan was clearly very satisfied: "Xiao Zhou, right? He's a very thoughtful young man!"
Zhou Hongwei said, "Our leaders have gone to great lengths to come to Anning to inspect fishery resources and cultural tourism industry on the weekend. We must make sure that our leaders leave with a full harvest."
Lin Xiaohe, who was practically invisible at the back of the line, slightly opened her mouth. This scene... this Brother Zhou...
She seemed to know exactly why Zhang Dongliang had come along and what the outstanding Zhou Hongwei was learning.
What followed made Lin Xiaohe even more restless and uneasy, feeling uncomfortable in every way.
At the dinner table, the official jargon and flattery spoken by Director Zhang and Lin Aiguo could fill a basket.
When we get to the Northern New World Fishing Ground, it will be even more spectacular.
The fishing pond owner provided full service.
Logically speaking, when fishing at a fishing spot, whether you catch fish well or not depends on your technique, but also on where you sit.
Normally, seating arrangements are determined by drawing lots, but since Secretary-General Yan was here, the best seat on the far side was naturally his.
There were so many fish in the pond that you could use a fishing hook to catch them. Secretary-General Yan displayed his prowess, catching one every few minutes, which made him very happy.
Zhou Hongwei stood nearby, using a net to scoop the fish into the basket, praising them with a variety of words.
Lin Xiaohe also noticed that among the other anglers, one of them had clearly caught the biggest fish in the pond, but after glancing at Secretary-General Yan's movements, he secretly put the fish back into the pond.
At the end of the fishing trip, Secretary-General Yan naturally won the championship, receiving six bottles of Moutai and a cash prize of 1000 yuan.
Secretary-General Yan refused, saying, "I'm just here to join in the fun and have some fun. I can't accept a single needle or thread from the masses."
The fish farm owner insisted on giving it to them: "This is a fishing competition and prize that was arranged long ago. You won the championship by your own strength. How can you take it for free? If you don't accept it, people will think that we are just putting on an act. As the owner, I will not keep my word."
After several refusals, Secretary-General Yan finally accepted the prize after being persuaded by Zhang Dongliang and Lin Aiguo: "The prize is secondary, the main thing is the honor."
"Yes, Secretary-General Yan is right. This is proof of your strength."
Lin Xiaohe remained silent after watching the whole thing.
That angler just now, if he can scoop up that fish, he'll win the championship.
Sigh, Melina and her friends' flattery skills are far inferior to these people's.
Lin Aiguo noticed Lin Xiaohe's unusual expression, a slight smile playing on his lips. He took a step back and whispered, "Don't underestimate the factory director. Even in that position, he has to deal with many leaders. With your temper, you're destined to be unsuitable for this job!"
Oh no, my illness has relapsed. The doctor wants me to go to Guangzhou for a follow-up appointment. I'm flying on Sunday and having the appointment on Monday.
If hospitalization is required, you may need to take a day or two off.