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Gao Xiaoxia seemed not to have heard Song Pearl's words, as at that moment she was already standing straight with a perfectly timed smile, welcoming the person at the door and cheerfully calling out, "Hello, Director!"
Song Pearl, slow to react, turned around to see Qing Wenyu standing at the entrance. He had a blank expression as he looked at the people sitting in the office, his cold gaze landing on Song Pearl.
Song Pearl had not considered the meaning of the word "Director." Unyielding, she returned his gaze, her heart still angry at this person for not coming to her aid earlier. All her frustration shot out through her eyes, challenging anyone to match her icy stare.
Gao Xiaoxia, left aside, felt no discomfort. She slightly lowered her head and cautiously glanced at Qing Wenyu; after all, he was her savior, and her familiarity with him was unmatched by others.
Qing Wenyu paused briefly at the door before entering the manager's office. The previously quiet office now filled with a series of gasps.
"I've heard Director Qing is handsome, but seeing him up close is even better!" exclaimed a Barbie doll-like female colleague in admiration.
"I heard the Director is still single and has no girlfriend!" another chubby girl said with sparkling eyes.
"Who would have thought that on his first day at work, the Director would come to our Sales Department? Does he know we have so many beauties in this office?" one girl giggled while covering her mouth.
"Make sure to leave a good impression on him; if the Director takes a liking to you..." some pulled out makeup kits from their drawers to touch up.
"Look at you love-struck women! Director Qing went straight to the manager's office early in the morning; something good is definitely not going to happen. Just wait and see!" a short-haired man in a standard business suit remarked dismissively.
"Right! No one visits without reason. A new official always brings fire; who knows who might get burned!"
The Sales Department fell silent again as everyone sat at their desks staring intently at their computers as if facing an enemy.
Song Pearl set down her bag and sat at her designated desk, which still lacked a computer. She could only stare blankly at the water dispenser next to her.
Sure enough, half an hour later, Qing Wenyu left the manager's office. Manager Decisive and Efficient had arranged work requiring that from now on, Sales Department personnel could not just sit in the office making phone calls; everyone would also need to go out into the market like salespeople to conduct research and visit clients.
After the meeting, the office staff who had gathered together earlier filed out one by one, leaving only Gao Xiaoxia and Song Pearl still seated.
Gao Xiaoxia glanced at Song Pearl and leaned over her desk to take out her mirror; this habit of hers had not changed.
A moment later, the phone on the desk rang. Gao Xiaoxia answered the call and swayed her hips as she walked to the manager's office. A few minutes later, she came out and said to Song Pearl, "Manager Gao wants you to go in."
It was only then that Song Pearl realized that this female manager from the Sales Department shared the same surname, Gao, as Gao Xiaoxia.
Manager Gao, aside from having a somewhat cold appearance and speaking in a serious tone, had no other faults. She instructed, "Tomorrow morning, the Director needs a report. I still have a set of incomplete production data regarding Han Village Machinery Factory. You need to go down and gather the information, and bring it back before four in the afternoon."
"Four in the afternoon? Didn't Han Village Machinery Factory already relocate?" Song Pearl asked.
"There's still one workshop that hasn't been moved yet. You'll see when you go check it out," Manager Gao said, lowering her head to work, indicating she didn't want to discuss it further.
"Okay, I'll go right away."
Of course, she wanted to perform well on her first task. Song Pearl agreed decisively and left the manager's office.
Although she was already familiar with the route to Han Village Machinery Factory, considering the round trip and needing to gather data by four in the afternoon made the timeline quite tight.
The fastest way was to take a taxi, but at that moment, Song Pearl regretted forgetting to bring money. It truly echoed the saying: money isn't everything, but without money, nothing is possible.
Now she had no choice but to borrow money from Gao Xiaoxia, a familiar face. However, since Gao Xiaoxia had suddenly left Han Village Machinery Factory, she hadn't yet returned the twenty yuan meal ticket money she borrowed earlier... It was hard to ask for more when one hadn't paid back what was owed.
Standing in front of Gao Xiaoxia's desk with a smile on her face, Song Pearl pondered how to broach the subject.
"I need some money; I have some here," Gao Xiaoxia said while filling out a report. Noticing Song Pearl standing there like a wooden post with a smile on her face, she impatiently looked up and immediately took out her wallet from the drawer, pulling out two red bills and handing them over.
"That's great! Thank you!" Song Pearl beamed with genuine gratitude. She didn't stop to consider whether it was Gao Xiaoxia's understanding nature or her smile that worked its magic; she grabbed the money and rushed out of the office like a gust of wind.
By the time Song Pearl disappeared from sight, Gao Xiaoxia was still staring at her wallet in a daze. What just happened? Why did she voluntarily lend money to Song Pearl? She hadn't even gotten back the twenty yuan from last time and now had lent her two hundred... Her money didn't come from nowhere; she would definitely demand repayment as soon as Song Pearl returned.
Reaching the entrance, Song Pearl first found the On-Duty Personnel who helped pay for her taxi fare. After expressing her sincere thanks, she smiled and handed him the money.
"Give me eighty, Uncle." Song Pearl smiled and clarified her purpose, "I need to go to Han Village Machinery Factory, and I just need some change."
The On-Duty Personnel cooperatively found eighty yuan and handed it to Song Pearl, saying, "You want to go to Han Village Machinery Factory? A Foton Light Truck from there just came by. You can wait here and catch that truck."
"Really?" Song Pearl's eyes lit up. "Do you know when they will be leaving?"
"They should be leaving soon; they've been here for a while now, so they will probably come out shortly." The On-Duty Personnel pointed in the distance, "Look, that's the truck coming."
The vehicle stopped at the entrance, and the driver handed over a pass.
"This girl wants to go to Han Village Machinery Factory; is it okay for her to ride with you?" the duty officer asked.
There were two people in the cabin: a driver and a Clerk. Without waiting for their response, Song Pearl opened the door and sat in the back seat.
"Thank you!" Song Pearl smiled and waved at the duty officer after getting in the car.
"Isn't she your relative? So enthusiastic!"
As the car drove away, another duty officer looked at his colleague like an orangutan, realizing for the first time after years of work that this person was quite a live Lei Feng.
"It is a bit enthusiastic!" The duty officer tapped his head. Did age really make one kinder?
"Thank you for letting me ride," Song Pearl said cheerfully to the two expressionless people in the car. The vehicle sped along the newly paved asphalt road, and the person in the passenger seat glanced at Song Pearl, catching a glimpse of her bright smile.
"You're welcome," he replied.
"How many people are still at the factory?" Song Pearl asked again. These two looked rather unfriendly, and since she had never seen them before, it was better to make small talk.
"There are still quite a few. The workshop workers are mostly seasonal workers recruited locally; there are only about five or six people from Hongqing Group left!" said the Clerk in the passenger seat.
"Is Director Liang still working there?" Song Pearl recalled Director Liang, who, despite looking like a smiling tiger, was quite easy to talk to.
"No, Director Liang resigned and went to work elsewhere. The current Factory Director is Wan Jiang."
"Wan Jiang? Really?" Song Pearl was somewhat surprised. "He became Factory Director at such a young age?"
"It's not exactly a great job; there's no one else to take the pressure off him," Clerk replied.
"Being a Factory Director is great, why wouldn't he want it?" Song Pearl asked, confused.
"It's in a remote area with poor efficiency and bad security; who knows how long he can last!" Clerk scoffed.
"What do you do?" Song Pearl inquired.
"I'm the Office Director," Clerk answered.
Song Pearl nodded. This Office Director was nowhere near the caliber of the previous Ban Chengdong. Without high-quality and capable assistants, perhaps being Wan Jiang, the Factory Director, really wasn't an easy job after all.
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