Becoming a big boss in the courtyard starts with pork

Director Zhu did not hear Zhang Xing calling his name from behind him.

On the contrary, the old master standing opposite Factory Director Zhu, after seeing Zhang Xing approaching, raised his neck at the appearance, signaling Director Zhu to look back.

However, Director Zhu didn't notice the old master's signal and just thought that the old master didn't want to talk to him and was deliberately causing trouble.

Just when Director Zhu was getting angry out of embarrassment, Zhang Xing had already raised his arm and patted him twice on the shoulder gently.

"Let me see who it is again - yo! Director Zhang is here!"

Director Zhu originally turned around with an angry look on his face, but when he saw clearly who was tapping him on the shoulder, he immediately put on a bright smile.

For this man who was like the God of Wealth, Director Zhu couldn't wait to keep Zhang Xing's photo in his home, and burn incense and kowtow on every first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year.

After Zhang Xing acquired the printing factory, he immediately allocated a sum of money to the printing factory over the library, which not only helped the printing factory pay off a lot of debts, but also paid wages to many employees on time.

Since then, the library has continued to place orders for the farms, ranging from various books and grade cards to employee training manuals.

Director Zhu was already very satisfied with these alone.

But when Zhang Xing proposed printing books in batches, Director Zhu didn't even react immediately.

It's just that the construction period Zhang Xing gave him was too short.

Time was tight and the tasks were heavy. Factory Director Zhu had no choice but to arrange for all employees in the factory to be on duty. He also went to work personally to complete all printing tasks before the date given by Zhang Xing.

In Director Zhu's view, this was the first time he cooperated with Zhang Xing, and it could be said that it was the first test Zhang Xing gave him.

If he couldn't even accomplish this, then how could he, Director Zhu, hold his head high in front of Zhang Xing?

"Director Zhu, thank you for your hard work!"

Looking at Director Zhu's appearance, Zhang Xing smiled and said to him.

"It doesn't matter if it's hard or not, it's all my job!"

After Factory Director Zhu finished speaking to Zhang Xing, he turned to the old master behind him and said:

"Old Ma, you go and rest now. I'll talk to you later!"

Before Lao Ma could speak, Director Zhu pulled Zhang Xing and walked out, obviously not giving Zhang Xing a chance to hear Lao Ma speak.

"and many more!"

Zhang Xing stopped Director Zhu’s movement and asked curiously:

"Director Zhu, I just saw you and Master Ma arguing over something here. Did something happen?"

Logically speaking, Director Zhu is the first person in charge of the printing factory. If he has any questions, Zhang Xing can just go to him directly.

But now that Zhang Xing saw it, he definitely couldn't leave pretending that nothing happened.

"It's nothing. Lao Ma has been busy for several days. He was telling me about being off work."

Director Zhu explained to Zhang Xing with a smile.

"Director Zhu, although the printing time for this batch of books is tight, you can't squeeze the workers!"

"Workers should rest when they should. We are not like feudal landlords!"

Zhang Xing told Director Zhu with a serious expression.

Workers in this period had a high status, and Zhang Xing did not want to be labeled as such.

Besides, Zhang Xing saw that this old master Ma was over fifty years old, and he seemed to be disabled. If it was because he was overworked in a hurry, Zhang Xing would also be responsible for anything that happened.

"Director Zhang, I don't need to rest!"

Director Zhu looked a little embarrassed, and Lao Ma on the side said to Zhang Xing:

"Director Zhu insisted that I should take a break from work, but I am very motivated now and don't need a break!"

"Our printing factory has been idle for a long time. It's rare to be so busy. I wish I could stay up at night and work here!"

Seeing Lao Ma's energetic appearance, Zhang Xing smiled at him.

"Master Ma, I can understand your mood!"

"But we still have a large number of books that need to be printed. I guess you won't be able to get through it even if you don't eat, drink or sleep!"

"I know that our printing factory is short of manpower, and masters like you, Master Ma, are the treasures of our factory. Director Zhu is also worried that you will be exhausted. Isn't this a huge loss for our factory?"

"From now on, books will need to be checked by masters like Master Ma before I can rest assured. You can't be irresponsible for your own body just because of your own selfishness. You are also irresponsible for our factory!"

Master Ma, who was still insisting, couldn't hide the smile on his face when he heard Zhang Xing talking about him being so important.

Just when he felt extremely beautiful, he heard Zhang Xing say later that he was selfish and irresponsible to himself and the factory by not taking a break. He immediately put away his smile and said seriously:

"Director Zhang, don't worry, my old horse is definitely not a selfish person!"

"I don't want to take a rest because I'm worried that the factory won't be able to keep up with the progress!"

"Since you, Director Zhang, let me rest, I will rest and continue to do my best when I go back to work!"

Lao Ma was full of emotion when he said this. If his appearance hadn't been too vicissitudes of life, Zhang Xing would have thought he was only about thirty years old.

After Master Ma finally left the workshop, Director Zhu on the side said to Zhang Xing in admiration:

"Director Zhang, you have to be good at what you say. This old man is famously stubborn in the factory. Even what I say won't work with him."

After finishing speaking, Director Zhu seemed to feel that saying this would leave a bad impression on Zhang Xing.

It not only showed that he had no prestige in the printing factory, but also showed that Master Ma was a thorn in his side.

"Director Zhang, what I mean is actually..."

Just when Director Zhu opened his mouth to say something more to round out his words, he heard Zhang Xing say:

"Director Zhu, you don't have to think about how to explain it, I can understand it!"

Zhang Xing saw through Director Zhu's thoughts, looked at him with a smile, and then said:

"Master Ma is worried that if the printing progress cannot keep up, our printing factory will lose the printing orders for this batch of books, and the factory will go bankrupt again."

"In this case, if the factory is gone, workers like them will have no jobs."

"As for you, you are really worried about these elderly masters, who work continuously for a long time and at high intensity, and still have disabilities. You are afraid that their bodies will not be able to bear it and they will fall ill and break down."

Director Zhu listened to Zhang Xing's words and was secretly surprised.

He didn't expect that Zhang Xing, at such a young age, could see his thoughts so clearly.

Just when Director Zhu was about to compliment Zhang Xing, he heard Zhang Xing say with a wry smile:

"Both you and Master Ma are right, but you are the wrong person——"

"it's me!"