Chapter 310: A Small Matter Will Make a Bigger Thing
The person the factory director's cousin found must be no ordinary person. There might be a factory director. She just worked as a warehouse manager for a day, and I'm afraid she won't be able to do it anymore.
After taking a look at the precision parts on the ground, Huang Jun simply stopped packing them and turned towards the door of the warehouse.
"Huang Jun, what are you doing? Are you trying to steal parts?" Seeing Huang Jun's late arrival, the female employee looked at him suspiciously and asked.
Huang Jun ignored her and looked at the others. There were more people walking into the warehouse, and the leader was a fat man in his forties with an obvious beer belly. Fortunately, his figure was not out of shape. His face was covered with coldness, and his eyes were filled with emotion.
It's dissatisfaction and anger.
The only person Huang Jun knew, Sun Maotong from the Human Resources Department, stood behind the man. The others all wore white shirts and black trousers, looking like typical executives.
"What do you mean, are you looking for someone to fight in a group?" Huang Jun saw everyone looking at him with cold expressions, but he didn't speak and simply looked sideways at the female employee.
"Have you realized your mistake? Do you want to express it in any way?" the female employee asked.
Huang Jun looked at her confident look and shook his head: "I didn't say anything, I think I did the right thing. A girl who speaks without any moral integrity, just wants to be beaten."
"And..." Not allowing the female employee to interrupt, Huang Jun continued: "You are a child, and you ask adults for help when you are wronged? Who are they, the factory director? Even Uncle Sun from the Human Resources Department has brought them.
You are so generous."
"Huang Jun, I'm sorry, it's wrong to hit a woman after all. It's not worth it for a trivial matter." When Sun Maotong saw Huang Jun mentioning him, he simply started to make peace.
"Uncle Sun, you don't understand the situation. I said..." Huang Jun politely rejected Sun Maotong's kindness, looked at the female employee, and said: "Who is Song Qiaoman? How do you want to handle this matter, ask them to support the scene?
"
"Cousin, look, this is the employee we hired. He is so unqualified." Song Qiaoman glared at Huang Jun and said to the fat man.
"Are you Huang Jun, introduced by Lao Sun? Okay, you can go, we can't afford a big shot like you." After observing for a while, Zhang Xueqiang, the director of Heshen Machinery Factory, saw that Huang Jun had no intention of changing his ways.
, expressed his stance simply.
"You are the director of the factory, you are nepotistic, Gao." Seeing that the fat man was really the director of the factory, Huang Jun sarcastically raised his thumb, walked to the desk, grabbed his cell phone, put it in his pocket, turned around and left.
I really don't think much of a warehouse management position.
Song Qiaoman was a little surprised to see Huang Jun leave so easily without being punished. She came today just to use her cousin's identity to humiliate Huang Jun in revenge for yesterday's slap.
"Stop!" Song Qiaoman shouted urgently.
Huang Jun turned his head to glance at her, and walked out of the warehouse without stopping.
"Catch him, he stole something." Song Qiaoman failed to achieve his goal and felt aggrieved, so he immediately labeled Huang Jun.
The clerk at the back was very discerning and stopped Huang Jun immediately.
Huang Jun glanced at the clerk, thought about it on the spot, turned around and walked back to the warehouse, took the registration form and stuffed it into Song Qiaoman's arms: "Hurry up and verify, I don't have time to make trouble with you. It's just a broken part, I'm sorry.
I still can’t see it.”
"Look at his attitude, does he look like an employee?" Song Qiaoman still didn't forget to complain to his cousin.
Huang Jun rolled his eyes, raised his arms, leaned on the desk, and stopped paying attention to them.
Song Qiaoman still took the registration form and started checking it carefully.
"Ah! You're a bastard, you have to pay for the losses!" The shelf Huang Jun encountered was eventually discovered by Song Qiaoman.
She screamed, ran quickly to Huang Jun, punched him, glared at him angrily, and said to the factory director Zhang Xueqiang: "Cousin, he is doing sabotage and throwing precision parts in the warehouse on the ground.
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Zhang Xueqiang glanced at Huang Jun suspiciously and took the leaders of the factory to inspect the warehouse.
The scene where the shelves collapsed and the floor was covered with precision parts was visible to everyone.
Looking at those parts, Sun Maotong, who originally wanted to put in a good word for Huang Jun, shook his head. What on earth happened to the person introduced by Jia Qian? He was so reckless and unreliable.
"Old Sun, is this the person you introduced?"
Zhang Xueqiang glared at Sun Maotong angrily, walked to Huang Jun angrily, and said, "Young man, what's the matter with you? Do you have any objections to the factory?"
Huang Jun shook his head: "I'm sorry, I bumped into it accidentally. I was preparing to clean up, and you guys are here."
Zhang Xueqiang glanced at him, turned to Song Qiaoman and said: "Call the security office and send them to the police station. This is really nonsense. This batch of goods is worth hundreds of thousands."
Song Qiaoman looked at Huang Jun with joy in his eyes, took out his phone and called.
Huang Jun looked at these people and frowned. Grandma is such a naughty person. These precision parts are all made of fine steel. What impact would it have if it fell to the ground? She actually made a fuss out of a molehill and wanted to mess with me. Okay, you are really good at it.
Seeing how petty these people were, Huang Jun was too lazy to talk to them.
The security guards quickly rushed over with rubber rollers and surrounded Huang Jun fiercely.
"Take it away." Zhang Xueqiang nodded his chin and gestured.
"Director, there's no need to make things worse?" Sun Maotong begged.
"Old Sun, go back and write a self-reflection report for me. Who did you recommend? I am so disappointed." Zhang Xueqiang looked at Sun Maotong angrily and ordered.
Sun Maotong glanced at Huang Jun and shook his head helplessly.
"Let's go!" The security guard pushed Huang Jun.
Huang Junshu suppressed the anger in his heart and walked towards the door.
Before he could walk out, the cell phone in his pocket rang.
Huang Jun stopped, took out his cell phone, glanced at the caller ID and answered the call immediately: "What's up, buddy, do you miss me?"
"Boss, what are you doing? Come over sometime. Our project is on track. It will be completed and ready for occupancy on October 1 this year." Wang Yihui introduced happily.
"That's a good thing." Upon hearing the results in Guizhou, Huang Junxi said with a smile: "I will definitely go there and borrow a venue to hold a wedding."
"I'm getting married so soon, congratulations, congratulations." Wang Yihui congratulated her repeatedly.
Seeing that Huang Jun was talking on the phone in front of him and did not take him seriously at all, the factory director Zhang Xueqiang became angry and yelled at the security guard loudly: "You guys are eating dry food, take him and get out of here."
After hearing this, the security guard pushed Huang Jun again.
Huang Jun turned his head and glared at Zhang Xueqiang, and said to Wang Yihui: "If something happens here, I will call you later."
"Wait?" Wang Yihui listened to the roar from the phone and asked worriedly: "Boss, what are we doing now? Who is yelling at you?"
Huang Jun walked out of the warehouse with his mobile phone and said as he walked: "I had nothing to do, so I asked Jiaqian to find me a warehouse management job in Nanjing. After only two days of work, I was fired by the factory director and even sent to the police station
Take a walk."
"Warehouse management?" Listening to the position reported by Huang Jun, Wang Yihui said dumbfounded: "Boss, what are you doing, lowering yourself to do private interviews on incognito? What does your factory do? Let me tell you.
I dare to embarrass you, but it seems that I don’t want to mess around anymore.”
"It's a mechanical processing factory, the scale is okay, you don't have to worry about it, it's fine." Huang Jun explained casually.
"Machinist? What's the name of the factory? Tell me. Do I know you?" Wang Yihui asked.
"Heshen Machinery Factory, okay, I'll contact you when I come out." Huang Jun signed his name and hung up the phone.
The security guard pushed Huang Jun to the door of the security room and called the police station.
Seeing Huang Jun being taken away, Zhang Xueqiang looked at his cousin: "Qiaoman, are you satisfied with the result?"
Song Qiaoman shook his head: "He was treated too lightly, so someone should give him a beating. If he dares to beat me, he will never be treated lightly."
Zhang Xueqiang smiled and said to Sun Maotong and other company executives: "Okay, we're all gone."
After everyone dispersed, he took out the phone and took it out: "Director Li, it's me, Xueqiang. There is a boy named Huang Jun who will come over later and help me vent my anger. Don't hit him too hard.
Just think about it, he bullied Qiaoman, of course I, as a cousin, have to stand up for her."
"You are so protective of your shortcomings. I'll find someone to kick him in the face and slap him in the head office. Let's meet up another day and bring Qiaoman over. My boy is back." Director Li said familiarly.
"Haha, good. If we can bring the two of them together, I'll be relieved of my worries." Zhang Xueqiang said with a smile.
Huang Jun waited in the security room for three minutes before a police car rushed over.
Huang Jun sat in politely as if nothing was wrong.
Huang Jun was not worried about the false accusation. He also wanted to find something to do while he had nothing to do and find some inspiration.
