The next day, the "Sheng Light Group" sent a car to the city guesthouse to pick up Watanabe and Carl. One of them was going to the technical school of the machinery factory, and the other was going to the battery factory.

After a night, Watanabe seemed to calm down and arrived at the entrance of the battery factory with a blank expression. Although he could speak Chinese, the driver was only looking at the rearview mirror and had no intention of talking to him at all.

It was only 7:30 when Watanabe got off the car and stood outside the gate. Some people rode their bikes to work one after another. Seeing this face that was both Asian but unfamiliar, they all helped the car into the factory and took their eyes and took a look.

It’s not a loss for the old Japanese to be an old Japanese.

Whenever someone passes by, Watanabe's waist bows ninety degrees like a spring, and shouts in standard Chinese: "In Shiba Watanabe, I apologize for the offense of yesterday's words, which is really rude."

This bowing manner was too great, and the employees who entered the factory were in a hurry and didn't know what to do. Most people stood there and nodded repeatedly, and they were inevitably bent down.

The incident that Watanabe had made in the factory yesterday had long been spreading. Some people were angry, some were confused, and more were shocked by the "100,000 monthly salary".

When I went to work this morning, the old Japanese man worth 100,000 yuan was waiting at the door and bowed and apologized to everyone. This was beyond the expectations of the employees.

No one has seen this before!

The news spread quickly, and the whole factory caused a sensation. Many people did not leave after entering the factory, and insisted on staying to watch the fun. Even the pedestrians passing by the entrance of the battery factory felt novel and watched.

Mr. Lin was preparing for a conference in the factory, but when he heard the situation, he was confused and rushed to the factory gate. When Watanabe saw him, he also bent down to the ground and bent down almost 120 degrees.

"Lin Sang, I'm really sorry. What happened yesterday caused you trouble."

I can't bear this bow!

Lin Zhengyi hurriedly came forward to help him, but he couldn't help him, so he had to bend down and return the gift, "Mr. Watanabe, get up first, get up first."

What happened yesterday was our wrong, and the guy who spoke rudely had been fired.

Today I am about to organize a meeting for employees to talk about civilized and polite things, especially to treat foreign guests."

Watanabe Yu has made all his mental preparations. If someone scolds him, he will spit himself out of his face and endure it. But Dad Lin attributed the root of the matter to "civilization and politeness"

The old Japanese blurted out, "No. This is not a matter of politeness, it is a matter of norms and discipline."

As soon as he said that, Dad Lin hadn't reacted yet.

Watanabe bowed again: "Sorry, I'm still too excited. I shouldn't blame you in person, it's too rude. Please forgive me."

"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter." After only a few words, Dad Lin felt that it was very tiring to communicate with Mr. Watanabe. The other party likes to bow, which makes his waist suffer.

Both sides talk like chickens and ducks.

But after hearing the words "It doesn't matter", Watanabe Yu felt uncomfortable again with a constipation. He was short and twisted around, as if he didn't vomit.

Dad Lin saw Watanabe trying to speak but didn't. He felt even more uncomfortable than the other party. "Mr. Watanabe, you have something to say. We Chinese are more happy."

Watanabe couldn't hold it in, and said 'tactly': "Lin Sang, shouldn't the management work be less 'doing'? Will this be better?

Let everyone work hard together, work hard together, and do every detail to the best of their ability to succeed. Do you accept this view?"

This is really tactful.

But Dad Lin felt that the other party seemed to be cursing him. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and decided not to bother with any details. He was serious about the old Japanese in the factory to invite the old Japanese to the factory for a conference.

But when he heard that he was going to have a meeting, he specifically talked about civility and politeness. Watanabe Yu's reaction was even more intense than before. He bowed down with his head and shouted solemnly:

"Lin Sang, please be honest, the bad habit of holding meetings is also very disgusting in Japan. I just couldn't stand all kinds of inexplicable meetings, so I took the initiative to invite me to China.

I also know that Chinese companies also have many meetings. If you can’t hold a meeting, don’t hold it anymore. It’s really a waste of time and meaningless.”

One bow was not finished, the other bowed down again.

Watanabe followed and felt sorry, "I'm sorry, I didn't use respect and said something I shouldn't say. Please forgive me."

Lin Zhengyi said that he should stop talking nonsense, so he pulled Watanabe and left. There was a small auditorium in the factory, with two or three hundred people sitting there. Everyone received a notice early in the morning that they would hold a meeting.

Is it really a common thing for state-owned enterprises to hold meetings? It is held every day, every month, and lasts forever. It is not uncommon to hold several meetings a day.

There was a joke in the past, saying, "The Kuomintang has more taxes, and there will be more taxes."

Even though the battery factory has been reorganized, the things in their bones have not changed at all.

Lin Masayoshi was the factory director and still had to hold a meeting. He invited Watanabe to the rostrum, sat down one by one with the streamlined supervisors, and introduced the new quality control engineer, international friend, Mr. Yuki Watanabe to all the employees of the factory.

The matter of a monthly salary of 100,000 won't be mentioned.

The audience applauded and stood up to welcome him.

The scene was quite lively, and things seemed to be moving in a good direction.

But amid the applause, a young man broke into the auditorium and walked straight to the rostrum. Most people in the factory didn't know him, but knew Lin Wan who followed closely behind and chased after him.

Lin Wan has a good academic performance, a good personality, a good job, and a beautiful person. She has been the pride of Lin Zhengyi since she was a child. When the staff in the auditorium saw this scene, they all stood up.

There is fun to watch.

When the young man appeared, Lin Zhengyi, who was in the middle of the rostrum, was in a rush of heart. He realized that things were going to be bad.

really

The young man stood in the audience and said loudly: "Uncle Lin, you are not suitable to be a leader. I gave you a chance, but you were not sure.

This is an unnecessary meeting, meaningless, but you still held it. I hope you can break out of the shackles of the past and create a new situation.

But now it seems that you are not able to be a factory manager, and you are still the same thing as you are, and you cannot keep up with the rapid development era. The "Holy Light" has no time and money to waste on you.

I now announce that you have been removed from the position of battery factory director and become a deputy director who is responsible for technical research and development. For Lin Wan's sake, the treatment remains unchanged."

Lin Wan was panting after Zhou Qingfeng, but now she knew that things were irreversible. She looked at her miserable father on the stage and could only sigh.

A noise suddenly sounded in the small auditorium, and the appointment was too unexpected.

Of course, there is no need to guess the identity of young people. Everyone knows that this is the boss of their own group and the Excellency of the President.

On the rostrum, Watanabe Yu was also dazed. He did not expect that he would see Zhou Qingfeng under such circumstances. The evil hand that he imagined was so vicious and cunning that he was young and indifferent.

Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and said, "Mr. Watanabe, we welcome you for the first time when we meet. I am Zhou Qingfeng, the president of 'Sheng Light'. I recruited you for a monthly salary of 100,000 Hong Kong dollars."

Watanabe quickly stood up from the seat on the rostrum, trotted down and bowed to Zhou Qingfeng, "Your Excellency, I am Watanabe Yuki, I am very lucky to be there."

Zhou Qingfeng only shook hands with the other party. He was tall and looked down and asked, "Only Mr. Watanabe, I need a manager who can boldly carry out reforms and open-mindedness.

Your work history is very interesting to me. Come and be the director of a battery factory, and I hope you can achieve some results."

What?

The characters are being tuned.

Mr. Lin, who was still on the rostrum, was stunned on the spot and was useless.

Even Watanabe Yu himself was stunned, how could he become the factory director?

Zhou Qingfeng reached out and patted Watanabe Yu on the shoulder, "That's it. Secretary Lin helped Mr. Watanabe handle the job handover work to ensure that he can exercise his responsibilities and powers."

Lin Wan sighed, looked at her poor father, and agreed helplessly: "Okay."

After the dismissal and appointment was issued, Zhou Qingfeng turned around and left, as if he had done something insignificant. As he was about to leave the small auditorium, Watanabe Yu suddenly shouted loudly: "Your Excellency, thank you very much for your trust."
Chapter completed!