RNP Chapter 1030 Deputy Factory Director Li is angry
Chapter 1030 Deputy Factory Director Li is angry
Gu Nan looked at the dumbfounded Yi Zhonghai, a faint smile appearing on his face. He didn't say anything sarcastic or sarcastic, but simply said, "Master Yi, it seems to be fixed."
Yi Zhonghai's face flushed red and then turned pale, as if he had been slapped twice in public, his cheeks burning with embarrassment. He opened his mouth, his throat feeling like it was stuffed with cotton, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out a sentence through his teeth: "Deputy Factory Director Gu... I really didn't expect you to be so capable. I was too talkative, I know I was wrong." Just a moment ago, he was being sarcastic, saying things like "How could a deputy factory director know anything about these rough jobs?" In the blink of an eye, he had been thoroughly humiliated.
Gu Nan nodded, his gaze lingering on him for two seconds before suddenly changing the subject, his tone still calm: "Master Yi, I heard you've made a few minor mistakes in the workshop lately? Last time, while tapping a precision part, you accidentally turned it half a turn too far, almost ruining a batch of export orders. In the end, it was thanks to Master Zhou staying up all night to fix it that things weren't delayed." He spoke as if it were nothing out of the ordinary. "I think you should participate in next month's technical evaluation assessment to solidify your skills and avoid becoming a laughingstock among your old colleagues."
These words, though seemingly a reminder, were actually a blatant warning—according to factory rules, failing the performance evaluation would not only result in a pay cut, but could also lead to being reassigned to tasks like moving parts in the warehouse or cleaning the workshop, something Yi Zhonghai dreaded most. He valued the prestige of being an "eighth-grade fitter" above all else; being relegated to menial work would make him lose face in the factory. Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat, and a bead of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead. He dared not say another word, only sheepishly replying, "Yes, yes, I will definitely participate, I will prepare well."
Gu Nan ignored him and turned to the technician Xiao Xiang beside him, saying, "Let it idle for half an hour, paying close attention to the oil temperature gauge and tachometer. Record the data every five minutes. If there are no problems, we can start production." With that, he picked up his toolbox and headed towards the office. Sunlight streamed through the workshop's high windows, casting a long shadow on him. His back was as straight as a load-bearing steel column in the workshop—some contests don't need fanfare; strength speaks for itself.
Yi Zhonghai had just been clinging to a sliver of hope, thinking that Gu Nan, now the deputy factory director, had a broader perspective and wouldn't specifically target an old worker like himself. But he forgot that Gu Nan was never one to play by the rules. He was about to say a few more conciliatory words to ease the tension when he saw Gu Nan turn to look at the other side: "Director Xia, is what I just said true?"
Workshop foreman Xia Dong was standing not far away, having overheard the entire conversation. He wasn't stupid; he naturally understood that Gu Nan was giving him a message. Besides, Yi Zhonghai was just a level-five fitter now, occasionally showing off his seniority. How could he compare to Gu Nan, the deputy factory director who held real power? He quickly stepped forward, bowing and scraping to Gu Nan: "Deputy factory director, you're absolutely right. Yi Zhonghai has been making frequent mistakes lately. The other day, he even misread the milling machine's dial and ruined two steel plates."
Yi Zhonghai's eyes widened, and he became anxious: "Director Xia, you can't just say things like that! When did I misread the dial? It's a defect in the steel plate itself!"
Xia Dong completely ignored his explanations, only looking at Gu Nan with undisguised respect. Seeing this, Gu Nan's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile: "Alright, then I'll trouble Director Xia. Don't forget to register Yi Zhonghai's name. Let him show off his skills in next month's assessment."
Xia Dong nodded quickly: "Don't worry, I've got this in mind, I guarantee I'll handle it perfectly."
Yi Zhonghai was utterly devastated, his legs trembling. He knew that whether it was due to age or restlessness, his skills had indeed declined significantly recently. He used to be able to maintain a stable level five fitter, but now his hands trembled when he picked up a file, and sometimes he couldn't even do level four fitter work properly. If he were to take the assessment, he feared he wouldn't even be able to retain his current level.
Gu Nan glanced at the silent workers around him and said indifferently, "What are you all standing there for? Get back to work." With that, he turned and left the workshop.
Xiao Xiang watched his retreating figure, then glanced at the dejected Yi Zhonghai, and whispered to the worker next to him, "I didn't expect Deputy Factory Director Gu to be so capable. That boring machine stumped several of our engineers, but he fixed it in half an hour. His skills are truly exceptional."
As Gu Nan walked back to his office, he was calculating in his mind—how could he not know that Yi Zhonghai dared to act arrogantly in the workshop with the tacit approval of Deputy Factory Director Li? Trying to cause trouble with such petty tricks? He'd have to see if Yi Zhonghai would take the bait. Since Deputy Factory Director Li had made the first move, it wouldn't be unreasonable for him to find an opportunity to slowly deal with them. He pushed open the office door, picked up the production report on the table, and his eyes gradually darkened—the show was just beginning.
On the other side, Deputy Factory Director Li paced back and forth in his office, his leather shoes making a soft "thump-thump" sound on the floor. He had an uncontrollable smug look on his face, his mouth almost reaching his ears. He had already learned from Liu Wen that the imported precision machine tool in the workshop was about to break down—this was the opportunity he had been waiting for, a good opportunity to make Gu Nan stumble.
He looked at the old man sitting on the sofa, leisurely sipping tea. The man was Liu Wen, the only senior engineer in the steel rolling mill, and also a capable assistant whom he had secretly worked hard to win over. "Old Liu, at this critical juncture, the machine is probably going to break down. As a senior engineer, wouldn't it seem strange if you didn't go and keep an eye on it?" Although he said this, his eyes were full of expectation, showing no sign of worry.
Liu Wen put down his teacup, the lid clinking against the body. A cold smile played on his lips. "Who doesn't know we're close? That kid Gu Nan, relying on his knowledge of production, doesn't even give you, the deputy factory director, any face. This time, it'll be a good opportunity to teach him a lesson and curb his arrogance." He sipped his tea, his tone confident. "That machine has some really tricky problems. It's a backup plan I deliberately left. No one in the factory can figure out its quirks except me. I want to see how Gu Nan gets out of this mess."
Deputy Factory Director Li smiled so hard his eyes narrowed into slits as he patted Liu Wen on the shoulder: "This is all thanks to you. If you hadn't tampered with things beforehand, I really wouldn't know how to handle him. Now that the machine is broken, production has to stop, which is a good opportunity to show him what's what and let everyone in the factory see who really has the power to keep things in check."
"Of course." Liu Wen stroked his goatee, looking confident. "This factory director position should have been yours. Once you're settled, it's not too late to deal with Gu Nan. There will be plenty of opportunities to make him submit."