Rebirth has space, and the new love sends the bad husband to prison

Ningxi County Hemp Spinning Factory is the first state-owned unit in Ningxi County. Most of the workers in the factory are second-generation workers, and the relationships are so complicated and intertwined. After the previous factory director was arrested, some of the workers who were just idling around simply quit their jobs. They would come to the factory for a stroll every day, take a look and leave, and the production line gradually stopped. County Magistrate Ji saw it and was anxious. After all, the fathers of these workers had contributed to the economy of Ningxi County. He couldn't afford to offend them, but he couldn't ignore it either.

Now that Liang Sumei has taken office, County Mayor Ji specifically reminded her of the interpersonal problems in the factory. Liang Sumei patted her chest and assured County Mayor Ji that she guaranteed that she could turn the situation around.

On Liang Sumei's first day in office, the situation in the factory was just as she had expected. There were few workers at their posts, and only a young girl about her age was operating a machine. Liang Sumei walked up to him and asked, "Hello, comrade, there are only a few workers in our factory?"

The girl smiled helplessly: "How can that be? There are more than 60 people here!" Seeing that Liang Sumei was a stranger, she asked: "Huh? Why haven't I seen you before? Are you new here?"

"I'm the new factory manager." Liang Sumei replied.

"Ah?" The little girl was so surprised that her jaw almost dropped. She had heard that a new factory director would be parachuted in, but she didn't expect it to be a girl about her own age. "Is this true? Don't fool me!"

"Haha, of course it's true!" Liang Sumei smiled and nodded, then asked, "What's your name?"

"Director, my name is Jiang Meng." The little girl replied quickly.

Liang Sumei looked at the girl who was working hard, nodded with satisfaction, then turned and left.

The huge hemp spinning factory was empty. Liang Sumei sat in the office, thinking about something.

"Ning~" As the door opened, Liang Sumei looked up and saw a man in his forties with a slicked-back hair walking in with a cigarette in his hand. This man was Zheng Yi, the director of the business department.

"Haha, you are the new factory director, right? You are so young and promising! You became the factory director at such a young age, so awesome!" Zheng Yi praised in a familiar manner as soon as he entered the door, but Liang Sumei clearly heard the sourness in his words.

"Hello, who are you?" Liang Sumei asked politely.

"I'm the director of the business department, you can just call me Director Zheng." Zheng Yi answered bluntly.

Liang Sumei looked at Zheng Yi's self-righteous look and thought to herself that this guy probably wanted to show off his power to her because she was young. Humph, she was not afraid of him!

"Old Zheng, who is the production line director?" Liang Sumei took a sip of tea and asked slowly.

When Zheng Yi heard Liang Sumei call him Old Zheng, he was stunned for a moment, muttering in his heart: This little girl really takes herself seriously, no, I have to teach her a lesson, otherwise I will be unworthy of my methods as the director for so many years. So he replied: "The production line supervisor...Chen Song, but it's useless to find him, he is just a drunkard, and he is probably sleeping at home now!"

"Where is his home?" Liang Sumei asked.

"It's in the south of Xiaoqiao Street." Zheng Yi replied.

"Okay, come with me to his house!" Liang Sumei suggested decisively.

Zheng Yi was not happy to hear this. If he hadn't wanted to meet the new factory director, he would have been reading "Water Margin" comfortably. He shook his head and muttered, "I don't get along with Chen Song. If I go, I might even do you more harm than good. You should go by yourself."

Liang Sumei smiled slightly, "It's okay if you don't go. Then you can compile the statistics of the hemp spinning factory's performance this year and give it to me tomorrow. I will think about how to develop our factory in the future."

Ha! This little girl is still wet behind the ears, but she is ordering him around. Zheng Yi retorted angrily: "You don't understand. Statistics are done at the end of the year. It's not the end of the year yet. We can't do statistics. We can't do it."

"Oh, I think you know much more about the current situation of the hemp spinning mill than I do. It seems that you don't worry about the future of the hemp spinning mill at all. Do you think that you can sit back and relax and have no worries about food and drink once you become the director? Don't forget what the leadership team rules of the hemp spinning mill say?" Liang Sumei studied the leadership team rules and employee rules of the hemp spinning mill thoroughly before taking office. She didn't expect that they would come in handy now.

"Little girl, what leadership rules are there? Tell me which one! I have been in the hemp spinning factory for many years. How can I be afraid of your threats?" Zheng Yi took a puff of cigarette and showed no sign of weakness. He thought Liang Sumei wanted to use her status as the factory director to put pressure on him. He had a stable job and no one could touch him no matter who became the factory director.

"Haha, Director Zheng, you'd better take care of yourself." Liang Sumei emphasized the three words "Director Zheng", looked at Zheng Yi with contempt, turned around and left.

She followed the address given by Zheng Yi, made many detours, and asked several people before finally finding the home of the production director Chen Song. The person who opened the door was Chen Song's wife Ma Rong. Seeing that it was a strange girl, Ma Rong said nothing and was about to close the door in anger. She thought Chen Song was having an affair outside and let the girl come to the door. Liang Sumei was quick to block the door with her foot and quickly said, "I am Liang Sumei, the new director of the hemp spinning factory, and I am here to see Director Chen."

Ma Rong curled his lips and said with disdain, "Oh, you are the factory director? I am the county magistrate! You are a good girl, find a proper job and stop thinking about currying favor with other people's husbands all day long!"

Liang Sumei could never have imagined that Ma Rong would actually think this way. Could it be that Chen Song himself had problems with his lifestyle?

"Sister, I'm here to inform Chen Song to return to the factory to work. Please tell him that if he doesn't come to work in the afternoon, he will be dealt with according to the leadership team rules." After Liang Sumei finished speaking, she left in a hurry, fearing that people would misunderstand that she was Chen Song's lover.

Ma Rong was puzzled when she heard this. Could this girl really be the factory director? She thought again: Tsk, this girl hasn't even grown all her hair yet, how could she be the factory director? However, she still told her husband Chen Song about the afternoon work.

Chen Song was sleeping soundly on the kang, snoring like thunder. When he heard his wife calling him, he responded unhappily, turned over and continued to sleep.

"Anyway, I have already notified you. You can go or not. If I really deal with you, I will divorce you!" Ma Rong shouted.

"Li, Li, Li. I've been fed up with you for a long time. If it weren't for my son Chen Quan, I would have divorced you long ago!" Chen Song responded impatiently.

"It's so fucking annoying. If you want to leave, just do that. Anyway, the factory pays me every month and I can live well on my own!" Chen Quan also started yelling.

"Wow, old and young, you all have jobs, but you bully me, a woman without a job!" Ma Rong cried and said fiercely, "I can divorce you, but I will divorce you as long as you two promise to give me half of your salary every month!"

"You're dreaming. If you have the ability, go make money on your own. I won't give you a penny of my money!" Chen Song said while putting on his shoes.

Ma Rong looked at her husband's back as he left and yelled at the top of her voice, "Go away! Go find your little wife!"

"Fuck you, I'm going to work," Chen Song shouted.

"Dad, wait for me, I'll go with you." Chen Quan hurriedly followed his father.