Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 67 Director Wang Wants to Roar
"What's the point of acting? I don't have enough money and the project can't go on. I'm just giving up."

Yu Anshan looked like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. He lowered his head, picked up a pencil and started spinning it.

"Hasn't the money already been given to you?"

Wang Qingzhou glared and raised his voice a little.

"The factory has limited funds right now. Your fusion workshop needs it, and so does the ascension workshop!"

"I understand. It's not easy in the factory right now, and it's also difficult in the Ascension workshop." Yu Anshan sighed softly.

Wang Qingzhou saw that his attitude was quite correct and said helplessly:

"But didn't we agree that we would pay according to quarterly performance?"

"We can't wait until the end of the quarter." Yu Anshan said directly.

"The materials used in the Feisheng workshop are readily available. They are the factory's previous stock. They can just modify it and use it."

"But the glass, light bulbs, and tires in our fusion workshop all need to be remade. We don't have enough funds, and others won't work for us."

How can you achieve anything if you can't even put all the parts together?!

Wang Qingzhou said helplessly: "But even if you leave it here, you can't get any money!"

The decision had already been made.

If he gave Yu Anshan an opportunity, Dong Jiangchao would come over with a knife and kill him.

Yu Anshan didn't say anything after hearing this, he just held the teacup and drank water.

It was obvious that if he couldn't get the money, he would just sit there and not leave.

Wang Qingzhou gritted his teeth, looked at him with a desperate look, pointed his finger at him and cursed:
"You can't chase him away. Look at him yourself. He doesn't look like a factory leader at all. He looks like a scoundrel."

As soon as he started cursing, Wang Qingzhou's face turned red and he quickly covered his heart.

"Director, the doctor told you to calm down and drink some water."

Yu Anshan quickly stood up and handed over the cup of water.

I drank some water and calmed my heartbeat.

Wang Qingzhou looked up at Yu Anshan's humble and pitiful appearance and said angrily:
"Do you think I'll be soft-hearted and give you money?"

Yu Anshan said seriously: "We have to give it a try."

……

Within a day, the news that Deputy Director Yu was stationed in Director Wang's office quietly spread throughout the machinery factory office building.

Upon hearing the news, Deputy Director Dong cursed inwardly, "Yu Anshan's trick is too vicious!", and then he followed suit and knocked on Wang Qingzhou's office door with a teacup.

Wang Qingzhou frowned and looked at the two people standing in front of the desk like "Heng Ha Er Jiang".
Finally, Wang Qingzhou couldn't help but curse:
"What on earth do you want?!"

Yu Anshan: "I want money."

Dong Jiangchao: "I want people."

After saying that, Dong Jiangchao added in time: "After I get rid of the person, I still need money."

Yu Anshan refused to give in: "After I get the money, I also need the person."

"You two might as well just kill me!"

Wang Qingzhou was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

In other factories, deputy factory directors help the factory director share worries and solve problems.

These two are clearly here to take my life!
"Since you two are like this, I'll give you both fifty lashes."

"Old Yu, you can take the funds, but you can't choose the workers in the workshop."

"Boss, you can choose the people, but the funds will be cut." "If you don't agree, you two can go back to the office and work!"

Yu Anshan raised his hand in agreement without any hesitation.

His cooperation with several other factories is almost complete, except for funding.

He must get this money no matter what.

As for people~~
At worst, I can just act like a rogue and ask for it later!
As long as you put your face on the line, there is nothing you can't get!
What Dong Jiangchao lacks right now is a good master. Compared to money, it is more important to make the product as soon as possible.

The two sides hit it off immediately.

"Go away! Take both of your broken teacups!"

Wang Qingzhou chased the two away like a plague god, cursing and chasing them away until he finally managed to drive them away.

With the factory director's order, Dong Jiangchao immediately drafted a transfer order and distributed it to each workshop, requiring these senior workers to report to the Feisheng workshop before leaving get off work on Wednesday this week.

Chen's father's name was also on the list.

The document was sent to the forging workshop and handed over to Chen's father.

Father Chen just glanced at it casually and threw the document aside without even looking at it again.

On Wednesday night, Old Jintou pushed open the door to the Chen family courtyard again with a palm-leaf fan.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw a piece of brown stuff smeared on the back of Chen's father's hand.

"What's wrong, Lao Chen? Did you burn your hand?"

Father Chen said, "Don't mention it. I was making scrambled eggs for my grandson tonight, and I didn't expect the grease to break it. I'll put some soybean paste on it."

Old Jin's eyes widened. "Good boy... you're really good. You can break yourself like this just by frying an egg?"

"Where's my sister-in-law? Why isn't she cooking?"

This sentence directly hit Chen's father's sore spot.

"What does it have to do with you whether my wife cooks or not? You are so free~"

Father Chen rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily.

Recently, the Workers' Cultural Palace invited a teacher to teach a new dance step.

Chen's mother was afraid that if she went too late, she wouldn't be able to learn all the dance steps, so she left without even cooking.

Lihong went to visit a student's home in the evening, and Xiaoling went out to play with her classmates.

Sun Zhigang and Chen Luyang were both working overtime at the company, leaving only the hungry Junjun at home.

There was no other way, Father Chen had to cook for his grandson himself.

"Why are you showing off at my house again today?" asked Chen's father.

Old Jintou laughed, "Hehe."

"I'm here for no reason, I just want to check on you."

Father Chen glanced at him and said, "You? You still care about me? I think you only care about my retirement. There's no need to compete with you for the title of Advanced Worker Representative!"

"Chen Dazhi, do you think too highly of yourself? Do I need to wait until you retire before I can compete for the title of Advanced Worker Representative? I can become one anytime I want!"

"Oh, just blow it." Father Chen looked at Old Jintou with disdain, carefully avoided burning his hands, picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Old Jin glared at Chen's father and finally got to the point.

"Old Chen, why didn't I see you report to the Ascension Workshop this afternoon?"

"Director Dong called your name several times in the workshop and got angry."

(End of this chapter)