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Originally, Master Ju and Liu Chun thought that Zhuang Jianye would make a fire. They were like bear children, waiting to be trained. It is really not a glorious thing to be brought back by the police this year. As the factory leaders, Zhuang Jianye became angry. It should be.

The first half of the sentence was furious, and the two of them were still trembling, and the two of them were immediately stunned when they said their last words.

The anger was not because they were brought back by the police to lose face, but because they were worried about their accident. This surprised the two old guys over half a century and opened their mouths. After waiting for a long time, Liu Chun asked carefully with his thick H city accent: "Director Zhuang, don't you care about the basket we stabbed?"

"A basket? What kind of basket? Is the bigger basket important for your all-beards? There are not many backbones in the factory, can you stop tossing about it, okay? If you are free, bring me a few more Apprentice, if you still can’t control it, just hold it back and wait for it to retire and go home.

Zhuang Jianye said it was furious, but Master Ju and Liu Chun were touched by them. They have worked for most of their lives. It's not that they have never seen a responsible leader. But Zhuang Jianye only cares about the safety of the people below, and even thinks about other things. This is the first time they have met people who don't want to.

Fortunately, Master Ju is a worker. He swallows his teeth when he knocks out his teeth. Even if he is touched, he still suffocates. Liu Chun is different. He hasn't been seen directly in his life for most of his life. It was the first time that someone was so worried about an accident, so he completely became a baby in the confinement, and when Zhuang Jianye said and said, he cried.

Seeing Liu Chun’s tears and nose, Zhuang Jianye, who wanted to say a few more words, had to shut his mouth. Then Liu Chun casually wiped the snot and tears on two faces with his hands. The rich old face has a rare sense of perseverance. "Dr. Zhuang, don’t worry. Today, I, Liu Chun, will leave the conversation here. If I can’t get a small turbojet engine, I’ll be stunned by Liu Chun. Lao Ju, let’s go, let’s change the oil route. The warehouse is gone, use my house."

Without waiting for Zhuang Jianye to reply, he pulled the stunned Master Ju and left, making a mess of pride.

Seeing this scene, Zhuang Jianye was also confused. Is this Liu Chun who he knows? When did you become so domineering? After staying for a long time, it was not until Liu Chun dragged Master Ju that he was gone. Then he reacted, turning his head and asking Wang Heping on the side: "Did I just say it seriously?"

"No, the director of the factory, whoever listens to what you just said will do it for you from the bottom of your heart. That's why the employees in the factory love you. You scold you, but you train your workers sincerely. Well, unlike other leaders, they only think about themselves, their political achievements, and their face."

"Oh, Pharaoh, flattering is a bit too much!"

Hearing what Wang Heping said, Zhuang Jianye was a bit blush no matter how thick-skinned he was. Isn’t it justified to be a company for the benefit of the employees? Can he serve his political achievements and face? Train the employees one by one, everyone will collect firewood and the flames will be high.

Wang Heping didn’t know Zhuang Jianye’s thoughts. He thought it was humble when he heard Zhuang Jianye say this. He planned to say a few more words so that Zhuang Jianye could understand the voice of the employees below. As a result, when he was about to speak, he listened to Zhuang Jianye seriously looking at him and making his words abrupt. He swallowed again: "However, the matter between Master Ju and Liu Chun has to be taken seriously. You will find a test site tomorrow, and make a budget for the funds, um, and the flattery just now is very good. It's very comfortable to hear, uh... I'll just talk a little bit if there are any more, I'm very upset by these waves of people today."

Wang Heping almost spit out a mouthful of old blood. His own factory director is good, but once he let go, his temperament is like a child. This doesn't require someone to take the initiative to flatter him.

Wang Heping didn't even think about it. He covered his face while talking about the implementation of the small turbojet engine. He really couldn't afford to lose this person.

But for some reason, although Wang Heping left as if fleeing, he was very comfortable in his heart. Isn't the factory director who has no arrogance the one they like.

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If you want a subordinate who doesn't give you a flattery, it really makes Zhuang Jianye, the factory director, very shameless. Even when he comes home from get off work, he is still worried about this matter. When he talks to his wife, Ning Xiaohui is amused. Laugh, straight to say that Zhuang Jianye, the director of the factory, has lost money, so it's better to change to her to make sure that the employees will be flattered.

As a result, as soon as these words were spoken, Father Ning came out of the back room with his little grandson in his arms, and immediately stared at his daughter: "You can't speak but a brain. Yonghong Factory is tossed by a brainless person like you. What do you see? Look? Don't cook yet?"

Before he finished speaking, he hugged his grandson and laughed and coaxed: "Oh~~oh~~Little Feifei, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid~~Grandpa educates my mother, my grandson is the best, oh~~oh~~"

This scene is very strange. The domineering Minister Ning and the kind and kind grandfather can switch so naturally at the same time, making Zhuang Jianye sitting on the sofa stunned, until Ning Zhishan's eyes glanced over, Zhuang Jianye. After making a joke, he quickly stood up and wanted to take the child over: "Dad, when did you come? Don't say hello in advance, let me give the child. You will rest for a while."

"Where can my grandson get tired?"

When your old man saw Zhuang Jianye stretch out his hand, he turned the child to the other side disgustingly, and didn't even touch Zhuang Jianye as his father.

Then he sat down on the other side of the sofa, put the little grandson on his lap, smiled and made two grimacing faces, making the child chuckle, and then intentionally or unconsciously continued: "It's you, the factory What can I say when things come back? Work is work~www.readwn.com~ Life is life, and every woman in her family has long hair and short knowledge.

When your mother was still there, I never told her about work when I went home. A man should look like a man. What can I discuss with a woman?

Just look at Yu Qizhang and you will know that he muttered to his wife at home all day long. What happened? The Yonghong Factory has made people not like people and ghosts not like ghosts..."

Nowadays, in the entire Lao Ning family, apart from the one on the lap of the old man, there is no one that can make him look at him. You have to give a few sentences to whoever you catch to be comfortable. In the words of Ning Xiaodong, the old man is quiet and extremely thinking. After moving, he began to brush his sense of existence, and Zhuang Jianye also felt reasonable. He wanted to call Ning Xiaodong, his true son, to listen to the hadith together after this round.

But I didn’t want this product to come uninvited. I greeted my dad and the guy on my thigh, so I pulled Zhuang Jianye out: "Lao Zhuang, Lao Luan is looking for you in a hurry, call It's all hitting me, and it's still not dead yet."

As soon as it was Luan Heping, Zhuang Jianye didn't dare to neglect, he followed Ning Xiaodong downstairs and got in the car and went to the store. He picked up the phone to show his identity, and listened to Luan Heping over there with a rough excitement: "Brother, Congratulations, your plane was knocked down."