Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1950 - 1951: Female Intellectual Youth Passerby 93
When the factory director returned to the car, he was lost in thought for a long time.
The factory office director and the secretary both didn’t dare to speak; they knew this time the issue had truly escalated, and the Zhang Family refused to reconcile.
More importantly, they had said that if they were dissatisfied with the outcome, they would continue to appeal.
Could they handle the local police station, let alone the district Public Security Bureau and the city Public Security Bureau?
Could they deal with the district committee and the city committee? Even if they had connections, were their connections sufficient?
If they had such connections, would they be in such a miserable state now?
Even if they could navigate these places, could they really manage the committee? The Zhang Family would remain fearless, but the factory director was intimidated.
"Drive back." Forget it; such a big issue is beyond his ability to handle. Better to go back and hold a meeting to make a decision.
Just as the car stopped at the office building, several people surrounded them, asking, "What did the Zhang Family say? Why report to the police?"
"Exactly, wasn’t it just a gentle push?" The crowd was very dissatisfied, feeling it was just a minor issue, not worth escalating.
The factory director was really feeling overwhelmed; he understood why Zhang Yu insisted on not reconciling. She said that even if they reconciled, the other party would not realize their mistake, and within days, might repeat the offense. Zhang Jie would continue to suffer, with no end in sight.
Since their parents couldn’t educate their children well, they should send them to a place where they could be educated.
"A gentle push, and such a large wound that the doctor had to stitch over thirty stitches."
"It was severe blood loss; it’s uncertain if there will be any sequelae."
"The Zhang Family’s stance is not to accept reconciliation; whatever happens, happens." The factory director prepared to go upstairs to his office; upon hearing this outcome, could these people be satisfied?
Especially after hearing that the Zhang Family disagreed with reconciliation, curses flew out from them.
The director felt overwhelmed, initially wanting to ignore it, but upon hearing someone say they wanted to go to the hospital, his headache worsened, "If you’re going to the hospital, fine, but don’t say I didn’t warn you."
"Now Zhang Jie is seriously injured, and the Zhang Family mother and daughter are in the hospital. If you go there to cause trouble, they’ll call the police immediately."
"If you’re not afraid, go ahead."
"And if you want to use your connections, go ahead and try them. The Zhang Family also said if they’re unsatisfied with the result, they’ll go to the district, then to the city, and even the committee."
"There’s bound to be a place to find justice."
After saying this, the director directly went upstairs, leaving the stunned family members behind, not having time to deal with them.
The crowd was dumbfounded, originally thinking that if a group of them went over, they could make the Zhang Family give up pursuing responsibility, and if not, they could find some connections.
They couldn’t believe their kids would actually encounter a problem; although the elder generation had stepped down, some connections still existed.
But now, they’re dumbfounded, what to do? How did it become like this?
The director had just gone upstairs when he saw the secretary of the Party Secretary already waiting at the stairwell, asking him to go directly to the Party Secretary’s office.
The director knew the reason. Once inside the office, without waiting for the other party to ask, he recounted the whole incident.
The Party Secretary initially thought the director could intervene slightly, and this matter would pass like that. But who knew, the other party still showed no respect whatsoever, what to do.
The Party Secretary looked perplexed, "You mean they really didn’t consider Zhang Jie’s future work in the factory."
Regarding this question, the director had thought a lot about it on the way back, "I later thought, maybe they plan for Zhang Jie to change jobs."
"Otherwise, I can’t understand why the Zhang Family does this." If someone had said this before, one might think the other party was out of their mind, but now he knew the Zhang Family was quite likely to do such a thing.
Change jobs, the first response was, "Go to the research institute."
"The driver who took Accountant Yao’s mother and daughter to the hospital was also the one from the research institute who reported to the police. And I learned that even the director of the research institute called the police station, demanding severe punishment." On the way back, he went to the police station to inquire and knew the research institute had already made a call, further solidifying his resolve not to intervene.
The Party Secretary sighed softly, "Well, about the current R&D?"
Speaking of R&D, the director’s expression grew more despondent, sighed, "That new guy is really just for show; his work ability isn’t strong."
"Originally, I thought Old Wu could take over, and we could let him be the section chief. But he still hasn’t derived any solutions." Thinking about the current situation, the director felt even more overwhelmed.
What? The Party Secretary knew the so-called Deputy Chief of the Technical Section was just a fake, with limited abilities, having no expectation from him, only hoping Old Wu could step up.
But who would have thought even Old Wu would be useless, which enraged him, "Really, how did they ensure, claiming they alone could do it."
"Now that the project is secured, we absolutely cannot complete it."
"I’ve investigated; this project is very important. If we can’t complete it, it won’t just be a reprimand; we might even..." The Party Secretary recalled the recent inquiries he had made, feeling quite helpless.
What? The director certainly knew this project was a big one; otherwise, why strive to obtain it in the first place if not to gain more experience and get promoted.
Now he’s being told promotion isn’t possible, and his current position might be at risk. How could anyone accept that?
"What do we..." The director was dumbfounded.
The Party Secretary glanced at the worried director, feeling a bit embarrassed, but he had no choice; he was about to retire and had to maintain stability.
"Production is your responsibility; I’m just telling you how this matter should be handled is up to you." After saying this, he picked up his tea cup and drank.
Watching the Party Secretary’s gesture of dismissal, the director felt enraged enough to want to kick him a few times, now claiming it’s none of his concern, when the person who encouraged the pursuit of the project was unknown to him.
But he couldn’t complain; the Party Secretary was inherently unconcerned about these issues, what to do. The director knew the only person who could save him now was Zhang Wei.
With him around, this project wasn’t an issue at all. However, he’s no longer an employee at the machinery factory, not to mention whether the research institute would agree to let him come out, even if they did, Zhang Wei himself wouldn’t agree.
The director returned to his office, the more he thought about it, the more discontent he felt. He admitted he stood by and watched initially but didn’t expect to be in such a difficult situation.
Unwilling, really unwilling, must save myself. Thinking of this, he picked up the phone and made a call.
Soon after hanging up, his complexion turned poor; initially, he planned to use these connections for cutting edge matters like promotion, but he didn’t expect to end up using them to secure his current position.
Unwilling, really unwilling, but there’s no choice. If he doesn’t use these connections now, the outcome is dismissal from his position as factory director.
