kvmb Chapter 245 Song Baoguo's Meditation
Chapter 245 Song Baoguo's Meditation
When Song Baoguo received the call from Director Yang, he was visibly stunned. He sat at his desk, the pen in his hand stopped in mid-air, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was recalling the past with Director Yang.
Ever since Director Yang promoted him to the position of head of the security department, the two have hardly had any contact in public.
Before that, Song Baoguo had openly disobeyed Director Yang's orders several times, which made him an independent entity from the power of Director Yang and Deputy Director Li in the eyes of other people in the factory.
"Ah~" Song Baoguo sighed, put down his pen, and began to tidy up the documents on the table. He knew that Director Yang's call meant that something was about to happen.
He stood up and prepared to go to Director Yang's office. However, just as he was about to leave the office, his subordinate Liu Qiang stopped him.
"What's the matter?" Song Baoguo looked at Liu Qiang standing at the door, with a hint of inquiry in his tone. Liu Qiang looked at Song Baoguo with a respectful expression on his face, and quickly replied:
"Director Song, it's like this. Director Yang's assistant came over just now and said that Director Yang has ordered that we strengthen the inspection of everyone in the factory in a week, especially the people in the cafeteria."
Song Baoguo was slightly stunned when he heard the order. He knew in his heart that Director Yang's order was probably related to calling him this time.
He pondered for a moment, then replied, "I see. Just follow Director Yang's orders. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
After hearing what Song Baoguo said, Liu Qiang immediately responded, "Okay, Director Song, I'll go and tell my brothers right away." He nodded to show that he understood, then turned around and walked away quickly, ready to carry out Song Baoguo's orders.
Song Baoguo continued to walk towards Director Yang's office, but he was wondering in his heart whether this matter was related to why he was called over this time.
As he walked, he thought, the canteen is under the management of Deputy Director Li, could this incident be related to Deputy Director Li? He frowned, and doubts surged in his heart.
While he was thinking, he didn't notice that there was a pair of eyes staring at him beside the toilet. The owner of these eyes was Fang Ziqing. He watched Song Baoguo walk by, and his heart was full of doubts, and he couldn't help thinking.
"Hey, what are you looking at? So engrossed?" Du Wei saw Fang Ziqing not leaving after using the toilet, staring straight ahead. He couldn't help but feel curious, so he walked up to him, patted Fang Ziqing on the shoulder and asked.
Fang Ziqing came back to his senses after being patted by Du Wei and quickly replied: "No...I didn't see anything. I was distracted by accident just now. I will go back now. Will you go back? Together?" There was an awkward smile on his face, trying to cover up his previous gaffe.
Du Wei looked at Fang Ziqing's expression, and although he had a little doubt in his heart, he chose not to ask any more questions. He nodded gently, then hooked Fang Ziqing's shoulder, and the two walked towards the workshop together.
While walking, Du Wei couldn't help but ask curiously: "Ziqing, what's wrong with you recently? Why do you always run to the toilet? I saw you go there several times this morning, and your master helped you do the work."
Fang Ziqing's face flashed a trace of panic, but he quickly concealed it and responded with a smile: "I don't know what happened recently, it seems that I have a stomachache. Fortunately, my master is here, otherwise I will not only have my salary deducted, but I may also be criticized by the leader."
After Du Wei heard Fang Ziqing's explanation, the doubt on his face gradually dissipated, replaced by a trace of understanding and sympathy. He said with empathy:
"Yeah, having diarrhea is really uncomfortable. But luckily your master is Master Liu, he is so kind and always willing to help you. Unlike my master, I have to spend money to buy him things every month to show my filial piety, which is really depressing."
Du Wei said, frowning, with a hint of helplessness and dissatisfaction on his face. He sighed and continued, "Sometimes I really feel it's unfair. Why are other people's masters so good, but my master is like this?"
Fang Ziqing looked at Du Wei's depressed face, and although he was a little absent-minded, he still responded: "Yeah, yes, that's right."
Du Wei felt a little relieved when he saw Fang Ziqing responding to him. He began to tell Fang Ziqing about his experiences, and became more and more engaged as if he had found someone to talk to.
Fang Ziqing was dealing with Du Wei's complaints in a somewhat absent-minded manner, his mind had long since drifted elsewhere. His eyes were sometimes erratic, and sometimes staring at the ground, as if he was thinking about something important.
Du Wei did not notice that Fang Ziqing was not in the right state. He was immersed in his own emotions and continued to tell Fang Ziqing about his dissatisfaction and helplessness. Fang Ziqing could only cope with it reluctantly, responding a sentence or two from time to time.