I saw three workers carrying big bags sneaking towards the back door of the factory.
The three people also followed behind them cautiously.
Wishful and said in a low voice: "They must be bad people. They stole my Uncle Lin's things and sold them for money. Let's follow them and take a look!"
After the workers met with several others at the back door of the factory, they handed the bags to them.
After confirming the contents of the bag, several people bargained and finally sold the items.
Several workers sat on the floor to share the money, and finally returned to the factory with satisfaction.
When Zhu Zhu saw this, he said angrily: "Let's go, tell Uncle Lin to go!"
Several little girls came to the headquarters immediately.
The security guard at the door knew Zhu Zhu's identity and let her enter the building directly without stopping her.
But Ni Xiaolu still stopped them and said with a smile: "I wish, your Uncle Lin is sleeping, don't disturb him yet, you can play here for a while, and when your Uncle Lin wakes up, he will take you to the concert!"
But Zhu Zhu anxiously told Ni Xiaolu everything he saw.
"Did you really see them selling things for money?"
"We all saw it!"
Mengmeng and Qingqing both nodded in confirmation.
Ni Xiaolu felt that this was no joke and she had to let Lin Chuan know immediately.
After thinking again and again, Ni Xiaolu knocked on the door.
Lin Chuan, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a knock on the door.
He really wanted to take a nap, but he reluctantly sat up.
Ni Xiaolu walked into the office with her blessings and said what she saw.
Lin Chuan was already very tired, which made him feel particularly unhappy.
"If you do this, let Linghong and Xi Xiaolei go find those workers with their blessings and see what's going on. I'm going to take a nap. Just ask Xi Xiaolei to report to me later!"
"Okay Mr. Lin!"
Ten minutes later, Xi Xiaolei immediately came to the factory area with her blessings, confirmed that those people were workers in the cleaning department, and quickly found several people.
Those workers were sweeping the floor, and security rushed over and knocked them to the ground.
A few people were so frightened that they hurriedly struggled and said, "What are you going to do?"
Linghong immediately started to search their pockets and found hundreds of dollars.
Xi Xiaolei asked coldly: "What are your names?"
The middle-aged man at the head said fearfully: "My name is Guan Hengli!"
"Where did this money come from?" Xi Xiaolei continued to ask.
Guan Hengli was speechless and could only lower his head and say nothing.
Xi Xiaolei didn't want to waste time and said: "Go to their lounge!"
In their lounge, they found several more pockets.
These pockets are used to hold cut scraps. The company has no regulations on how to deal with these scraps.
But if it was just scraps, it would be nothing. But after Linghong poured out the contents of her pocket, she actually found a lot of ready-made clothes.
Xi Xiaolei then picked up a coat and looked at it carefully.
There are indeed some flaws in the clothes. According to regulations, the quality inspection department will sort out the defective products and then shred them together.
Xi Xiaolei then asked: "Shouldn't these defective products be smashed together? How did you get them?"
Guan Hengli said hesitantly: "Every day, a lot of defective products are sorted out. The quality inspection asks us to destroy them. However, there are people outside who buy these defective products at high prices. We just want to make some extra money.
And it’s not us who do it, everyone in the cleaning department does it, and it’s just the second time we’ve done it!”
There are hundreds of people in the entire cleaning department, and everyone does this. How many defective products will flow into the market?
Xi Xiaolei then asked: "Who did you sell these defective products to?"
"They are specially sold to those who sell defective products. After they take away the defective products, they will sell them on the market. They are all genuine Mengying brand, but they are slightly defective.
But the price is much cheaper than genuine products. Those people come to buy them every day, and they want them as long as they are defective products!"
Xi Xiaolei was so angry that she gritted her teeth.
Is the company not treating them well enough?
Free food and accommodation are provided, as well as such good welfare benefits. Why are these people always dissatisfied?
As long as there is a chance, they will take advantage of the company.
These defective products entering the market have greatly damaged the company's image of genuine products, and their behavior is really irritating.
Xi Xiaolei immediately asked all the cleaners to gather in the cleaning department, including Zhao Jiasheng, the director of the cleaning department.
Zhao Jiasheng is in his fifties, and he is in charge of both the inside and outside of the cleaning department.
Xi Xiaolei suddenly asked him to go to a meeting, and he wanted to know what was going on.
"Mr. Xi, do you have any work arrangements?"
He also has a big heart when it comes to work arrangements.
"Zhao Jiasheng, do you know that people in your department sell the company's defective products for money?"
However, Zhao Jiasheng didn't take it seriously at all, and smiled confidently: "I know, what's the point, isn't it just selling some defective products? Those defective products will be destroyed anyway, so it's better to sell them for money!"
It would have been better not to say so. Looking at his disdainful expression, Xi Xiaolei was so angry that she was furious.
She said coldly: "What is your education level?"
"You only have one year of primary school education. What's wrong? I can write my own name!"
Needless to say, with such a level of education, how can we expect him to understand what corporate image is?
The more uneducated you are, the more hateful you are.
Xi Xiaolei said angrily: "Do you know what your behavior is? You are harming the interests of the company!"
Zhao Jiasheng said unconvinced: "Don't put such a high hat on me. I just bought some defective products. Whose interests are harmed?
You mean that those things would rather be burned than let us sell them, how does that make sense?"
While talking, Zhao Jiasheng glared at Xi Xiaolei very stubbornly, feeling that he was right.
Under his influence, the workers also echoed one after another: "That's right, our cleaning staff's wages are already very low, why don't we let them earn some extra money?"
"Those defective products would rather burn them than sell them to us for money. How can there be such a reason!"
"We won't do this!"
At this moment, Lin Chuan's voice sounded from behind the crowd.
"Xi Xiaolei, are you free? What's the point of arguing with people like this? Linghong, send them all to the management department and take back all the money they sold!"
Lin Chuan calmed down the scene with just one sentence.
Zhao Jiasheng looked at Lin Chuan in horror.
What is the Job Management Department? They know it even if they are uneducated.
Only then did Zhao Jiasheng realize how wrong he had done.