Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1952 - 1953: Passerby Female Intellectual Youth 95
Zhang Jie couldn’t believe that Zheng Xiaoya would also end up working in the archives, his face full of disbelief.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible."
"Zheng Xiaoya is supposed to be the plant office manager." Although Zhang Jie had just started working in the finance department not long ago, he knew a thing or two about the factory’s situation.
Plant office manager? Zhang Yu looked at Zhang Jie incredulously, "With her level of skill?"
"Truly, she has some illustrious ancestors." Of course, Zhang Yu had looked into Zheng Xiaoya’s social connections and finally understood why, despite her poor abilities, she could still be the deputy manager of the plant office. It was all because she had a great father-in-law, and even though he was no longer around, the current factory leaders still gave her face.
Zhang Yu could imagine that Zheng Xiaoya, who previously didn’t care much for her position, must be falling apart by now. Despite her disdain, she was still the deputy manager of the plant office, constantly visible to the leadership with a bright future ahead.
But now, having made such a huge mistake and offended the factory director and secretary, along with some previous factory leaders, it’s already generous that they aren’t causing her more trouble because of her deceased father-in-law.
If she stayed in the plant office, there might still be a chance for a comeback, but being sent to the archives room, it’s obvious that her future there would be bleak.
"Xiao Jie, you can’t go to the archives room, even if they offer you the position of head of the archives..." said someone, guarding their future, feeling darkened with the fall of one who was once power-hungry. Who can maintain a stable mindset? It might have crumbled long ago.
"If you find Xiaojie also moving to the archives, and she makes some manipulations with the documents, who’s going to suffer?" Zhang Yu could already predict where Zheng Xiaoya might strike.
"Moreover, I’m wondering if the leaders sent Zheng Xiaoya to the archives with the intention of letting her get some payback."
Yes, that’s right, Zheng Xiaoya is very frustrated, surely dissatisfied with her family, and how could the mechanical plant’s leaders and those young men’s elders just stand by and do nothing?
Even if they didn’t manipulate the situation, they could incite Zheng Xiaoya, making her thoughts more extreme, leading to an eventual explosion.
Yao Ying shuddered at the thought of Zheng Xiaoya’s unwilling and dissatisfied eyes. She apologized, but was she truly content? Anyone could tell she was far from happy.
"Take a long sick leave." Previously, Yao Ying thought that once Zhang Jie recovered a bit, he could return to work. The factory would pay on time, but with no position, it was uncertain where Zhang Jie would work after his recovery.
Do we need to worry and consider these things now? It might be simpler to just take a long sick leave—work might be less, but it would be easier on his mind and health.
Zhang Yu had inquired so much because he wanted Yao Ying to know that these people could be vicious, striking with a fatal blow when you least expect it.
Although Zhang Jie had no objections when discussing long sick leave with Zhang Yu before, when it came time to actually start the long leave, he hesitated a bit.
"Well, I, I, I..." Zhang Jie swallowed, "I never thought I’d end up taking a long sick leave."
"Is it appropriate?" Zhang Jie felt a bit embarrassed.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Yu knew the young man still had some career aspirations; otherwise, why would he ask such a question?
It’s quite appropriate, Zhang Yu thought to himself, if it were those who advocate for ’lying flat’ in later generations, imagine how happy they’d be—no work every month, receiving timely payments, and a pension upon retirement—what’s not to love about life?
"Shall we switch jobs then?" Zhang Yu hesitated, "Aren’t they quite powerful?"
"Why not switch to a more relaxed unit?" Zhang Yu was also a bit at a loss, unsure which department to go to.
"Preferably one closer to home," Yao Ying added.
Fine, Zhang Yu said with a bit of exasperation, "Why not just directly tell the mechanical plant people and transfer to the research institute?"
That was a bit too direct, "It’s unclear if the mechanical plant would assist, or if the research institute would agree."
If possible, Zhang Yu certainly hoped Zhang Jie could work at the research institute. The whole family worked there, and it was close—how great would that be?
"I’ll go ask." Yao Ying thought for a moment and decided to visit the research institute to inquire.
Working at the research institute—Zhang Jie would be lying if he said he wasn’t tempted. But after thinking about it, "Isn’t it a bit inappropriate?"
"Let’s think about it a bit more." Zhang Jie was concerned that the research institute might have objections, affecting Zhang Wei and his daughter’s work.
"Go ask." Zhang Yu thought the research institute shouldn’t have any issues, "Maybe someone at the institute would be willing to transfer to the mechanical plant."
Zhang Wei initially desired to work at the institute as it was the best place to move away from the mechanical plant, free from too much rivalry, allowing for a focus on research and development.
Zhang Yu, from a future perspective, knew working at the research institute was better than at a unit. However, for people now, working at the mechanical plant was better than at the institute—at least the benefits and bonuses were greater.
"Right, let me first check with the leaders to see if anyone is willing to switch positions." Yao Ying, being proactive, immediately set off.
There was no other way; the situation on that end was quite urgent. The sooner it’s resolved, the sooner Zhang Jie can return home to rest.
Watching Yao Ying leave in a rush, Zhang Jie commented, "Our mom already knows the leaders, huh." Such matters definitely require asking higher-up leaders, as asking minor leaders wouldn’t yield immediate answers.
Well, Zhang Yu could only say it was no surprise she worked at the community office for a few months. "Our mom now works at the neighborhood committee."
Neighborhood committee work? What’s that thing? Zhang Jie felt unfamiliar with the term, "Did our mom find a job?"
"Yes, she found a job of sorts. It’s as a volunteer, mainly handling some neighborhood matters, with the leader being the finance chief and a major leader’s wife." Zhang Yu had been shocked to learn the finance chief’s wife held such a position.
In future generations, there would definitely be murmurs about such power couples, as they would be an invincible force within the institute. People at present are more simple and not as driven by personal gain, with a higher level of awareness.
"And it’s volunteer work." Zhang Yu reckoned it was precisely because it was volunteer work, with many tasks, that there weren’t too many people persisting.
"Cost-saving." Zhang Jie understood, and knowing Yao Ying’s current situation eased his mind, "So it seems mom is adjusting quite well."
Zhang Yu nodded fervently, "Exactly."
"So, don’t worry, you can definitely work at the research institute." Zhang Yu was quite confident, "Just don’t know which department."
What Zhang Yu didn’t say was that Zhang Jie was unlikely to work in the finance department, and probably no one there would want to leave either.
"Doesn’t matter." Zhang Jie really didn’t have a strong attachment to continuing in finance, "As long as I can leave the mechanical plant."
