Chapter 481: Role reversal

The next day, the "Shenguang Group" sent a car to the city guest house to pick up Watanabe and Karl. One of them will go to the technical school of the machine factory and the other to the battery factory.
After a night, Watanabe seemed to calm down and reached the battery factory door blankly. Although he could speak Chinese, the driver who drove the car only glanced at the rearview mirror, and did not mean to talk to him at all.
It was 7:30 at the entrance of the factory, and Watanabe got off and stopped just outside the gate. One after another, some people came to work by bike, and when they saw the same Asian but strange face, they helped the car into the factory and took a peek at it.
The old devil is not an old devil.
Whenever someone passed by, Watanabe's waist bowed like a spring-loaded ninety degrees and shouted in standard Chinese: "In Shimodabe, I apologize for offending yesterday's words, it's too rude."
The number of bows was too great, and the workers who entered the factory were in a hurry and didn't know what to do. Most people froze in the same place and nodded again and again, and bent over.
Yesterday, what happened to Watanabe in the factory spread. Some people are hesitant, some are dazed, and more are greatly shocked by the 100,000-month salary.
This morning, the old ghost worth 100,000 yuan actually stood by the door and bowed to apologize to everyone, which was beyond the expectations of the employees.
No one has seen this before!
The news spread quickly and the whole factory was a sensation. Many people didn't leave when they entered the factory. They had to stay and watch the fun. Even the pedestrians passing by the door of the battery factory felt novel and looked up.
Dad Lin was preparing to hold a meeting in the factory. Hearing the situation, he hurried to the door of the factory. Seeing him, Watanabe also bowed his head to the ground, bending down almost 120 degrees.
"Lin Sang, I'm really sorry. Yesterday troubled you."
I can't stand this bowing!
Lin Zhengyi hurried forward to help, but he didn't help, he had to bend over to return the gift, "Mr. Watanabe, get up first, get up first.
Yesterday was our fault, the guy who did not speak badly has been fired.
Today I am about to organize a staff meeting to talk about civility and politeness, especially to treat foreign guests. "
Watanabe was fully prepared. If someone scolds him, he will sullen himself and endure it. It ’s just that Daddy Lin attributed the root of the matter to 'civilization and politeness'
The old devil blurted out, "No, it's not a question of politeness, it's a question of standardization and discipline."
The words just came out, Dad Lin hasn't responded yet.
Watanabe bowed again: "Sorry, I'm still too excited. I shouldn't blame you in person, it's too rude. Excuse me."
"It's okay, it's okay, it's okay, it doesn't matter." Only a few words, Dad Lin felt tired to communicate with Mr. Watanabe. Partial students love to bow, and his old waist also suffers.
The two sides talked like chickens and ducks.
I heard a sentence, "It doesn't matter", Watanabe was uncomfortable with another face of constipation. He was short and twisted, as if he didn't vomit.
Father Lin saw Watanabe want to speak without saying anything, he was even more uncomfortable than the other. "Mr. Watanabe, you have something to say. We Chinese are relatively happy."
Watanabe also couldn't help but said, "Euphemistically," "Lin Sang, shouldn't there be less" indifferent "management work, wouldn't it be better?
Let everyone work together, work hard together, make every detail the best to succeed. Do you accept this view? "
This is really euphemism.
Dao Lin felt that the other side was cursing himself. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, and decided not to entangle any details, and hurriedly invited the old devil into the factory for a meeting.
It was just a matter of civilisation and politeness at a meeting. Watanabe's response was more intense than before. He bowed down again, solemnly shouting:
"Lin Sang, please forgive me, the bad habit of meeting in disgust is also a horrible thing in Japan. I just couldn't stand all sorts of inexplicable meetings, so I took the initiative to call in China.
I also know that Chinese companies also have many meetings. If you ca n’t hold a meeting, do n’t have it anymore. It ’s a waste of time and meaningless. "
One bow was not finished, and the other bow continued.
Watanabe followed immediately and apologized, "I'm sorry, I didn't use respectful words and said something I shouldn't say. Please forgive me."
Lin Zhengxin said that he should stop talking nonsense, and left Watanabe. There is a small auditorium in the factory, where two or three hundred people have been seated. Everyone was informed early in the morning that they were meeting.
A meeting, this is really a regular state-owned enterprise. Open every day, every month, open to the old days. It's not unusual to have a few meetings a day.
In the past, there was a joke saying, `` The Kuomintang has more taxes, and will have more taxes. ''
Even if the battery factory has been reorganized, the bones have not changed at all.
Lin Zhengyi became director of the factory and still had to meet. He invited Watanabe to the podium, took the streamlined supervisors one by one, and introduced the new quality control engineer, an international friend, Mr. Watanabe to the entire factory staff.
The 100,000 monthly salary will not be mentioned.
The audience applauded and rose to welcome.
The scene was quite lively, and things seemed to be moving in a good direction.
In the applause, a young man broke into the small auditorium and went straight to the podium. Most people in the factory didn't know him, but they knew Lin Wan, who was chasing after him.
Lin Wan is a good student, a good character, a good job, and a beautiful person. From a young age, Lin Zhengyi was proud. The employees in the small auditorium all stood up when they saw this scene.
There can be fun to watch.
The young man appeared, and Lin Zhengyi, in the middle of the podium, was beating. He realized that things were going to be worse.
really
The young man stood on the stage and said loudly, "Uncle Lin, you are not suitable for leadership. I gave you a chance, but you didn't grasp it.
This is a meeting that is unnecessary and meaningless, but you still have it. I had hoped that you would jump out of the past and create a new situation.
But now it seems that you are not capable of being a factory director, and playing these is still the same, and can not keep up with the rapid development era. ‘Holy Light’ has no time or money to waste on you.
I now announce that you have been dismissed from the post of director of the battery factory and become a deputy director of technical research and development. In Lin Wan's face, the treatment remains unchanged. "
Lin Wan chased Zhou Qingfeng's panting, but now knew that things were irreversible. She looked at the miserable father on the stage, only to sigh.
There was a sudden noise in the small auditorium, and the appointment was unexpected.
The identity of young people does not need to guess, everyone knows that this is the boss of his own group, His Excellency the President.
On the podium, Watanabe was also dazed. He also did not expect that he would see Zhou Qingfeng in this situation. In his imagination, the black hand that was supposed to be fierce and cunning should be young and ridiculous.
Zhou Qingfeng turned his head and said, "Mr. Watanabe, the first time to meet you, and welcome you. I am Zhou Qingfeng, the president of" Holy Light ". I hired you for a monthly salary of 100,000 Hong Kong dollars.
Watanabe quickly got up from the seat of the podium, trot down and bowed to Zhou Qingfeng, "His Excellency President, I am Watanabe, I am very fortunate to meet."
Zhou Qingfeng only shook hands with the other party. He was tall and looked down and asked, "His Watanabe, I need a manager who can boldly reform and open-minded.
I am very interested in your resume. You come to be the director of the battery factory, I hope you can make some achievements. "
What?
The roles are reversed.
Dad Lin, who was still on the podium, was stupid on the spot, and the bamboo basket was empty.
Even Watanabe stayed by himself. How did he become the factory director?
Zhou Qingfeng reached out and patted Watanabe's shoulder. "That's it. Secretary Lin, help Mr. Watanabe handle the job transfer to ensure that he can exercise his duties and powers."
Lin Wan sighed, looked at her poor father, and reluctantly agreed, "Okay."
After being dismissed and appointed, Zhou Qingfeng turned around and left, as if doing a trivial thing. As he was about to leave the small auditorium, Watanabe suddenly shouted, "Hi President, thank you very much for your trust."
Zhou Qingfeng turned back slightly, and Shen Sheng said, "Do not let my money go for nothing, or the consequences will be serious."