Go back to the factory, in the factory manager's office...

Several technical backbones gathered together to hold a meeting to discuss how to deal with Zhang Xiaobei. This incident fermented to this point and indirectly lost a customer.

"I think he is an old employee. It's unreasonable to be dispelled by emotion and reason."

"Why can't you say it? If you make a mistake, you have to bear the consequences. If you tolerate this matter, what rules and regulations will the factory have in the future?"

"Will he still make a mistake when something happened?"

"Then what you mean is over, and you will deduct that little salary? How much income can a customer bring to the factory? How much income can a potential big customer bring to the factory? Have you calculated this?"

"After all, the customer has not yet developed, and it is still a small customer. Isn't it already compensated if I have lost one piece of clothing? I'll just say that I'll deduct some salary."

Wu Daguang was turning his pen on his desk. It would be fine if it was just a piece of clothing. If it was doubled, the customer would not be lost. But the development of things went in a difficult direction. Good things didn't go out and bad things spread thousands of miles. The speed of gossip news would definitely flow into the ears of other middlemen. If there was no satisfactory way to deal with it, it would be a verbal slap.

Several backbones were arguing, and Wu Daguang said lightly: "Please fire. Zhang Xiaobei is a warehouse manager and is not working in his position. After many reports, Chenguang Clothing Factory has been fired."

Wu Daguang's words calmed down the technical backbone who was arguing.

The dismissal notice was posted at the factory gate in the afternoon. When the employees who came over saw it, they whispered.

"Who would have thought that a piece of clothing would cause the family to separate their wives and children? It would be difficult to fire it."

"I don't see that Zhang Xiaobei doesn't have the vision to see that Director Wu made his fortune with those vendors. He is so good. Erlangzi rushed around and didn't make an excuse to open him. Such a thing happened."

"You are too ignorant. Our Director Wu's industry is not just a clothing factory. Before working with our Director, he had two stores and was involved in the wedding industry. A while ago, I mentioned that there was a fool who held a free wedding for seriously ill couples. It was Director Wu who did it."

"Did Director Wu do that?" Compared to the firing of Zhang Xiaobei, what made the employees more curious is how much wealth Wu Daguang has.

"I've even gone to Wuji Restaurant to have dinner."

One employee became even more excited: "I said, how familiar is Director Wu? Wu Ji Catering, Wu Ji Catering is also his."

"Cartain Wu is only thirty years old. Why do you think he has so many industries?"

...

The accountant settled Zhang Xiaobei's salary, and Zhang Xiaobei left the factory with his things. He was not convinced. He was just a piece of clothing. Did the middleman get a strange monster to divorce his wife? Director Wu also said that the clothes were just a fuse, and it was clearly to vent his anger on the vendors, and he also made up a high-sounding reason.

When Zhang Xiaobei left, few employees said goodbye. When asked if the middlemen were separated, Zhang Xiaobei replied: "Where is separation, it is just a couple who have sex. It is just an excuse to fire me, just for the group of street stalls to vent their anger. I reminded them as a person who has experienced that the group of street stalls are covered in darkness, and honestly report you to you, Director Wu is partial to you."

"That's too much." The other employees were whining at him, but they just said that Zhang Xiaobei left, and he was not sure how happy he was.

Wang Kun was depressed in the office. In one day, two blisters appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was able to take the position of deputy factory director because Brother Guang trusted him, but his negligence caused the clothing factory to lose a customer.

After thinking about it, Wang Kun took the initiative to speak: "Brother Guang, the box of clothes you lost will be deducted from my salary. This matter has something to do with me."

"Forget it." Wu Daguang looked at today's newspaper without raising his head. He has had too many troubles during this period, so he should take everything to heart, and he is tired.

Wang Kun couldn't get over that hurdle and felt ashamed of Brother Guang's trust in him, and he couldn't delay this matter.

Although Wu Daguang said forget it, he took the initiative to go to the finance office to ask for a portion of the money from his salary every month to make up for the box of money.

Wu Daguang didn't care about it. Everyone has responsibility for this matter, including himself.

In the days that followed, the orders in the factory were not affected by this incident, and the order volume remained unabated, and the business was at its peak. The employees were satisfied with the status quo, and even Wang Kun was working hard to incite employees to increase production.

Only Wu Daguang is withdrawn from Xinglong's business appearance, the market will never slow down. The clothes of young and dandy boys have risen for at most one year. If they want to stabilize the market, they still need professional graduates. Where can they find talents? Talents with a certain level of skills certainly look down on him, a small-sized enterprise, and can only start toward future design masters, and are about to graduate college students.

College students in this era are still very popular after graduation. They have high-spirited capital. College students are not common in this era. Naturally, they are the targets of major companies. If Wu Daguang wants to pull people into a small county, he still needs to know a little.

There was a year to find talents, so there was no need to worry about this matter for the time being. Let Wu Daguang put it aside first. What Wu Daguang had to do now is to coax his little princess. Because he was too busy, he spent very little time with Xinghua. He could count the number of times he saw Xinghua in a month. Every time, it was when Wu Daguang went back, Xinghua was already asleep, and when he left, Xinghua had not yet risen.

Wu Daguang specially took out a Saturday daytime and bought a bag of snacks that he liked for apricot blossoms and returned to Wuji Catering.

Wu Daguang appeared at the entrance of Wuji Restaurant. There was a child who was similar to apricot blossoms in the store. He sat in Wuji Restaurant and watched the cartoon. He had a circle of gauze wrapped around his head and had wounds and scabs on his elbows and legs of varying degrees.

"Apricot blossom?" Wu Daguang shouted. He felt that it was not apricot blossom. The last time he left Wu Ji restaurant yesterday, the apricot blossom was still fine.

Xinghua tilted her head and saw her father, she did not run over as excitedly as usual to ask for her father's hug.

Wu Daguang walked into the store and put the snacks on the table. Xinghua burst into tears in grievance.

"Dad, why did you come back?" Xinghua opened her mouth, and Wu Daguang found that Xinghua's front teeth fell off and his speech was leaking.

"Xinghua, what are you doing?" Wu Daguang touched the gauze on Xinghua's head.

Xinghua's tears could no longer stop flowing and could no longer speak. She pulled her father to sit on the chair and hugged her father to cry.

Wu Daguang stretched his neck and shouted to the kitchen: "Zhang Erlai."

Zhang Erlai ran down from the upper floor: "Brother Guang is back."
Chapter completed!