Wang Yisheng is sowhat short and chubby and generally finds work quite comfortable. As a workshop director at this state-owned printing factory, most of the ti he sits in the office, drinks tea, reads the newspaper, and occasionally attends etings without even needing to go to the workshop.
Now Wang Yisheng called Ling Zhengwei out from the crowd, and Ling Zhengwei followed him to his office, stepping inside.
The office was warm and comfortable, unlike the unpleasant sll of the workshop.
"Director, why did you want to see ?" Ling Zhengwei asked curiously.
"Close the door first."
After Ling Zhengwei closed the door, Wang Yisheng poured him a glass of water and took out a pack of Zhonghua cigarettes from the drawer, offering one to Ling Zhengwei.
Ling Zhengwei had worked at the printing factory for many years, and never had a superior leader offered him a cigarette, especially in such a heavily state-owned style factory.
When he saw Wang Yisheng offer him the Zhonghua cigarette, Ling Zhengwei felt pampered and surprised—perhaps due to his deep-seated sense of inferiority acting up.
After Ling Zhengwei sat down, Wang Yisheng smiled at him, his eyes small, perhaps due to his short and chubby figure.
With this kind of expression, his face seed even smaller when smiling.
Wang Yisheng clearly understood Ling Zhengwei’s situation—without money, without connections, or else why would he have been at the bottom for so many years at the printing factory?
"Ling Zhengwei, you saw the new appointnt letter just now, right?"
"Director, is this real?"
"Of course it’s real, unless you think it’s fake?"
Actually, Wang Yisheng was really curious why the leaders above had urgently sought him out yesterday afternoon to arrange a new administrative position for Wang Yisheng.
At first, Wang Yisheng wondered why, even if they planned to give Ling Zhengwei such an administrative position, it should start with a team leader first. Surprisingly, he was promoted directly to squad leader—even he had struggled for over ten years and used money and connections to reach a squad leader position, then continued using resources to beco the workshop director now.
Of course, the primary focus at the printing factory is production, so the production departnt is one of the most important departnts.
If there were no production departnt, the factory wouldn’t be called a printing factory.
Over eighty percent of the employees work in the production departnt, and the remaining twenty percent are in other departnts, like Zhou Xiaolan’s administrative office and other communication sections, but most employees are in the production departnt.
Even the workshop director has over twenty positions, and previously before reforms, there were more. Now there are over twenty workshop directors, below them are section leaders, below are squad leaders, and below are team leaders.
In Wang Yisheng’s workshop alone, there are thirty section leaders. Currently, Ling Zhengwei’s direct supervisor is a section leader.
However, now Wang Yisheng finds Ling Zhengwei’s connections intriguing, so he decided to chat with him.
"Why did I suddenly get a promotion?" Ling Zhengwei asked with curiosity.
He couldn’t believe his sudden promotion!
"The promotion notice suggests you’re an old employee, with seniority, haven’t violated the national family planning policies, contributed greatly to the factory, plus you’re skilled—thus promoted."
Even if those surface accolades were true, Ling Zhengwei couldn’t believe it. If real, not just he could be promoted, but his colleagues too.
Looking at Ling Zhengwei’s expression, Wang Yisheng asked, "Zhengwei, you truly aren’t aware?"
"Director, I really don’t know."
"You’re a good person."
Wang Yisheng didn’t ask further.
But he heard yesterday that Ling Zhengwei’s daughter and friend visited him, and her friend arrived in a Range Rover.
If it’s an ordinary person, owning a Range Rover seems difficult without considerable wealth.
"Go back, rember to collect the new uniform. Now you’re a squad leader, managing your team, as Li Yifei is transferred."
Wang Yisheng said.
He originally tried to pry sothing from Ling Zhengwei, but seeing his confusion, he ceased asking.
As Ling Zhengwei still in shock left Wang Yisheng’s office, the superior leader outside—Section Leader Zhang Fulin called him over.
"Leader Ling, co with !"
A section leader isn’t as cushy as a workshop director.
Section leaders occasionally need workshop check-ins, albeit most tis in shared office spaces reading newspapers and sipping tea.
When Zhang Fulin called Ling Zhengwei over, Zhang Fulin was enthusiastic, patting his shoulder treating him as a colleague.
"Leader, what do you need?"
"What did Director Wang say to you?"
Zhang Fulin asked softly.
"Director Wang didn’t ask much."
Even though he guessed Zhang Fulin wanted to know why Wang Yisheng spoke with him, he didn’t understand it—his promotion was confusing.
"Curious why you were promoted suddenly?"
Zhang Fulin asked.
Ling Zhengwei nodded, saying, "I am equally curious."
"I received notice yesterday, of course, it wasn’t my nomination, the above directly nominated you."
In Zhang Fulin’s office, Ling Zhengwei sat, while Zhang Fulin handed him a Zhonghua cigarette and poured water, followed by giving him a form to fill, regarding his promotion.
Ling Zhengwei looked over, asking: "Section Leader, do I need to fill this?"
"Fill it, next month your salary and benefits will change, better festive benefits later."
Now it’s clear to Ling Zhengwei, so he hurriedly filled the form.
After completing it, Zhang Fulin said, "Here’s the squad leader uniform, take it and change, after work co for tea and snacks."
Zhang Fulin felt Ling Zhengwei’s status is not simple; higher-ups wouldn’t directly nominate him without reason.
Hence befriending Ling Zhengwei seed beneficial.
"Sure, Section Leader."
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