The canteen here is much more formal than the previous scrap depot.
To eat on the stove, you must first go to the logistics department to buy a meal ticket. If you pay directly, the canteen will not accept it.
Another point is that the food in the cafeteria is indeed better than that at the scrapyard, but there is oil residue in the food.
And it’s not just occasionally, according to Director Wang, it happens almost every day.
Tsk tsk... Look, this unit is different now that it has money!
It was like a scrapyard. At that time, Lao Zhang had to rack his brains to let his comrades eat the occasional piece of meat.
"Director, the difference between this unit and the other units is huge!" Li Heng pointed to the lunch box in front of him and said: "When I was at the scrap station, I could only see oil stars for one or two days a month. Follow the above points.
Meat tickets are like cutting their flesh."
"It's different, there's no comparison." Director Wang smiled and waved his hand: "The units are all at different levels, and the number of employees is also different, how can they be compared? When will you go to see a textile factory, a knitting factory, a steel mill?
In those factories, people can eat meat at every turn, but this is still oil residue."
Sure enough, depending on the height of the station, the scenery seen is also different.
Now that I think about it, that person may have known that he had to move, so he simply didn't want to do the most basic work.
"Director Zhao, when you get back, write a new copy and hand it over. Tell Director Chen to hand it over as well. You have to do it quickly. The time will be up next month. If you delay again, it will be next year."
Like a country bumpkin, he is curious about oil residue even though he doesn't like to eat it at all.
"Ah?" Zhao Mingxia was caught off guard by the question, and she didn't realize what application she was asking about.
Li Heng felt a little embarrassed and quickly explained.
"Is there anything to misunderstand?" Li Heng smiled and waved his hand, then raised his hand to make a false gesture: "It's just mediocre people disturbing themselves. The pure will become clear and the turbid will become turbid. Don't worry too much. Let's go..."
Of course, this is just what they think. Li Heng firmly refuses to admit that this is a quirk.
But people, all they see are those large enterprises. No wonder in his last life, his leader told him that you can stay at the grassroots level, but not for long, otherwise your vision will become narrower and your knowledge will also be reduced.
shallow.
As soon as he said this, several directors and deputy directors at the table looked at him with very strange looks, as if they were looking at freaks, because some people didn't like eating meat.
"Uh... I really don't like eating this."
Deputy Director Zhao Mingxia was stunned at first, then felt a surge of ecstasy.
"It's about work, but this is not a formal report. I can only say that I want to talk to you privately first."
"Ahem...what do you guys look like? I just don't like eating greasy residue. I still eat meat."
"Director Li, it's like this. I'm here to talk to you about two things. First, let me introduce myself. My name is Zhao Mingxia. Before the joint venture, I was the representative of the private party. The same person as me is Lao Chen. Deputy Chen Zigui
Director. So, we are not members of the organization yet..."
People have said this, what can he do? The first person among the four deputy directors to come to talk to him, he has to agree both emotionally and rationally.
What he didn't expect was that the first person who came to report to him was the female Deputy Director Zhao.
As soon as she said this, Li Heng raised his hand and interrupted what she was going to say next.
"Thank you, Director Li."
But explaining it is no different than not explaining it. People still can’t understand why some people don’t like to eat this.
After Li Heng finished his meal and washed his lunch box and chopsticks, he planned to go out for a walk on the roadside. As soon as he reached the gate, he was stopped by Deputy Director Zhao who was chasing him from behind.
"Why, Director Li doesn't like eating oil residue?"
"Haha, I have no problem, I'm just afraid of causing misunderstandings to others." Deputy Director Zhao said with a chuckle.
It's just that the content of the chat is all work-related.
Being interrupted like this, Zhao Mingxia was still so excited that she suddenly forgot what she was going to say. It took her a long time to recover.
"Director Li, can I talk to you?"
"I'm asking if you have written your application to join the organization?"
It can’t be said to be a work report, it might be more appropriate to call it a chat.
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Although his family doesn't eat much meat, there is no shortage of meat and they can eat it whenever they want, so his mentality is different from others.
Five or six years ago, when she was still a private representative, she submitted two applications to the company, but unfortunately they were not approved. In March of this year, she submitted another application as a routine matter. This time it was more direct, and the leader contacted her.
If she didn't pick it up, let her take it back.
Again, there is a shortage of oil and water. The oil residue is absolutely good, but many people are reluctant to eat it.
Her leader refers to the leader within the organization in front of Li Heng.
"Director Zhao, have you written the application?"
"What's there to thank you for? It's just my job. Director Zhao, go on."
As for personal matters? How could it be possible? Today was his first day at work, and he had a private matter with the beautiful middle-aged woman in front of him.
"That's it, Director Li. In fact, the main thing I want to say when I come to talk to you is that I am not satisfied with the working attitude of the staff at the front counter, and I think we should find a way to make them change."
This may be because a well-fed man does not realize that a hungry man is hungry.
Deputy Director Zhao, who was sitting nearby, was a little surprised when he saw Li Heng picking out a few pieces of oil residue from the lunch box and putting them on the lid of the lunch box, so he asked.
"Okay, let's do this. Just after dinner, we can walk and chat on the side of the road. What do you think?"
"Is it a work matter?" Li Heng was a little confused. If it was business, why couldn't we wait until after work in the afternoon to talk.
"I wrote...I wrote it, but the previous leader never approved it."
But isn't that just right? The application she wrote before is still in the drawer of her desk. She can just copy it over again later.
Three big steamed buns and a lunch box of stew with oily stars filled his stomach.
But today was the first day they met and got to know each other, so they didn't have much to say, but they all remembered the quirks of the new deputy director in their hearts.
"Oh? Change? How to change?"
"I feel that when we are in business, when we treat customers, we should not say anything about greeting customers with a smile, but at the very least, we should not show off our face to others casually.
After all, this is a business place. People come to us to spend money and buy things, not to come and see how you look.
Yes, now everyone is the master and is on an equal footing, but because of the different division of labor and different job responsibilities, there should be changes in the way we work."