EBE Chapter 342 Back to Work, Superhero: I've Discovered You're a Sly One.
Chapter 342 Back to Work, Superhero: I've Discovered You're a Sly One.
Chapter 342 Back to Work, Superhero: I've Discovered You're a Sly One.
The curtains in the room were very thin; they could barely cover a person's figure, but they couldn't stop the light from seeping in.
Although the sky was overcast today, the room was still bright.
Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling talked until very late last night before going to sleep.
At this moment, Zhuang Chaoying groggily opened her eyes, reached for her glasses by her pillow, put them on, and looked at the wall clock; it was already six o'clock.
Hearing a slight noise beside her, Ah Ling lazily turned around, snuggled closer to him, and gently nuzzled her head against his arm, her voice soft and sweet from just waking up. "Chao Ying, what time is it?"
Zhuang Chaoying smiled, lowered her head and gently kissed her cheek, then whispered in her ear, "It's only six o'clock. I'll go cook. You can sleep a little longer. I'll wake you up at six-thirty."
Huang Ling's lips unconsciously curled up, she closed her eyes again, and softly hummed in agreement.
Zhuang Chaoying carefully pulled his arm out, quietly put on his pants and short-sleeved shirt, slipped on his slippers, gently closed the door, and went to the kitchen. He first cooked a pot of rice porridge, then took out some steamed buns from the refrigerator and put them in the steamer to heat them up.
While he was doing this, he skillfully cracked six eggs and fried them in the pan until they were golden brown. He then quickly chopped carrots and potatoes, stir-fried them in the pan, and soon a plate of shredded carrots and potatoes was ready.
Finally, he took some pickled vegetables from the jar and placed them on the table.
"Ah Ling, get up, dinner's ready." Zhuang Chaoying called out loudly, put down the pickled vegetables, and went upstairs.
Pushing open the door, I saw Ah Ling already dressed and standing in front of the wardrobe, combing her hair.
As Zhuang Chaoying spoke, she walked into the room. "Dinner is ready. I'll take you to work in a bit; I still need to check on the factory today."
Huang Ling picked up the hair that had fallen off the comb, rolled it up, and threw it into the trash can.
She turned her head. "Chaoying, take things slowly and don't be impulsive."
"Okay, I'll go call Mom and Dad for dinner." Zhuang Chaoying replied and turned to leave.
He glanced at the two children's room; the door was tightly closed, and the two little lazybones were probably still asleep.
They finally have a holiday, so let them sleep in a little longer. They only get such long holidays when they're in school. Once they start working, unless they become teachers, they won't get two winter and summer vacations.
Take advantage of the time to sleep in and enjoy it to the fullest.
Zhuang Chaoying pushed open the courtyard gate and saw Huang's father carrying a vegetable basket in one hand and a net bag in the other, both filled with fresh vegetables.
Huang's mother followed behind, carrying a paper bag in her hand.
Zhuang Chaoying hurriedly went to greet her.
"Dad, Mom, you went grocery shopping again. Didn't I tell you to eat and drink ready-made meals?"
Huang's mother walked over with a smile: "Your father and I get up early, and we've got nothing else to do, so we're going to buy some groceries. This way, you and A-Ling can sleep a little longer."
Zhuang Chaoying smiled and took the things from Huang's father's hands: "Mom, you still care about us the most."
"Chaoying, I bought plum blossom cakes, have one."
Zhuang Chaoying took the plum blossom cake handed to her by Huang's mother and stuffed the whole thing into her mouth.
I need to talk to Ah Ling tonight. We can't keep letting our parents subsidize us like this.
Buying groceries every day is a considerable expense, so Ah Ling has to give her parents some pocket money every month. If they want to buy groceries, they can; if they don't want to, they can save it. It's a way for them to show their love and care as children.
After breakfast, Huang Ling took her small leather bag off the wall and carried it on her back.
"Mom and Dad, I'm going to work. Chaoying has to go to the factory today. Don't wake Xiaoting and Tunan. They can sleep in as late as they want. Mom and Dad, there's meat and vegetables in the refrigerator. Remember to turn off the gas when you're done using it," she reminded them worriedly.
Huang's mother walked over and handed the keys to Ah Ling. "I know, your dad and I aren't like Zai Zai, don't worry."
Zhuang Chaoying got on the motorcycle, and A-Ling sat on the back seat, gently wrapping her arms around his waist.
The two drove towards the cotton mill.
Upon arriving at the cotton mill, Zhuang Chaoying parked the car. Ah Ling got out, told him to "be careful in everything," and then turned and walked into the factory. Zhuang Chaoying watched Ah Ling's retreating figure for a moment before turning the car around and heading towards the appliance factory.
By the time he arrived at the appliance factory, it was almost nine o'clock.
The originally gloomy sky is now slowly clearing up, and the sun is peeking out halfway.
Before even entering the workshop, the familiar rumble of machines starting up could be heard.
Zhuang Chaoying was overjoyed; it seemed that work had resumed!
Just then, he saw Director An walking from the workshop toward the main gate, and Anhe also spotted Zhuang Chaoying at the gate at a glance.
"Chao Ying, hahaha, you're here!" An He walked briskly towards them with a smile on his face.
He stayed at the factory yesterday, and the workers stayed with him there. Everyone was quite frightened by the sudden inspection during the day.
Furthermore, Director An's tough stance, which drove away those sixty people, frightened the workers. If the factory really went bankrupt, they would lose their jobs.
Anhe had already made up his mind. As soon as the city government opened for business this morning, he planned to call Secretary Zhou and ask him how the government was supporting and encouraging private enterprises. Did they not care about the lives of the hundreds of people in the factory?
But before he could even dial the number, Secretary Zhou called.
Looking at the bustling scene before her, Zhuang Chaoying asked, "Old An, have you resumed work?"
Anhe stepped forward and gently patted his arm.
“Let’s go,” said the office. “Chao Ying, let those sixty people go. This step was the right one.”
Then, he turned around and shouted to the deputy factory director, Wang Dagang, "Tell them to step up production and try to make up for the lost capacity from yesterday's shutdown in the next few days."
The two entered the office, and the secretary quickly prepared two cups of tea, then quietly closed the door and left.
"Chaoying, you don't know, this morning before eight o'clock, Secretary Zhou called and immediately questioned me about why I suddenly sent those sixty unemployed youths back. His tone was so fierce, it was like he wanted to eat me alive."
Zhuang Chaoying picked up her cup, gently blew on the floating tea leaves, and took a sip. "What did you say?"
Anhe moved a chair and sat opposite him. "What else could I say? I told him exactly what Vice Mayor Zhao had told us when he brought people to inspect the city and ordered us to stop work. I cried and complained as much as I could, telling him how difficult and aggrieved we were. As a result, he just told us to resume work first and that if there was anything else, we should go to Zhou Liqun, the secretary of the Suzhou Municipal Party Committee."
As he spoke, Anhe vividly imitated their conversation, mimicking their tone and expressions perfectly.
Upon hearing this, Zhuang Chaoying nodded in admiration.
As expected of Director An, who was among the first to open a factory after the opening up, this move directly shifted the responsibility for dismissing 60 people onto Vice Mayor Zhao, who led the inspection team.
He gave a thumbs up. "Brother An, you're awesome!"
In fact, they could have called Secretary Zhou immediately when the inspection team arrived.
But Zhuang Chaoying and An He both knew that that would only make things worse, and that wasn't the outcome they wanted. Their ultimate demand was that the production of electric kettles not be outsourced to others.
Now that they have Zhou Liqun backing them up, the factory has enough say in getting these sixty people back.
Anhe smiled. "As the older brother, I'm not one to be trifled with. I've thought it all out. There's absolutely no way we'll subcontract the production, unless the other party offers a lower cost than we would have to produce it ourselves."
Zhuang Chaoying added, "We can only manufacture parts; the core temperature controller still needs to be produced by our factory. If we control the core, it's not impossible for them to produce some parts. We have to let others have a share of the profits."
The two smiled at each other.
"Chaoying, I've discovered that you, this teacher, are sly and wicked."
Zhuang Chaoying smiled and raised an eyebrow. "Old An, we're even."
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