Chapter 237: Backing
Chapter 237: Chapter 237: Backing
Outside Factory Director Yang’s office, a crowd of workers had gathered to watch the spectacle.
Inside the office were Yang Zhigang and several important leaders.
Jiang Dahai, looking troubled, tried to pull Jiang Moli away. "Forget it, Moli. Stop making a scene..."
"We can’t just forget it!"
Jiang Moli pushed Jiang Dahai aside and continued to confront Yang Zhigang. "Factory Director Yang, my father has worked at this factory for so many years. He’s always been diligent and conscientious. Just because he refused to pave the way for your nephew, Yang Dong, you decided to make things difficult for him. This is an abuse of power for personal gain!"
Yang Zhigang’s face flushed with anger. "Your father voluntarily submitted the new technology to the factory, so it became the factory’s property! You gave it to another organization without the factory’s permission, thereby damaging the factory’s interests! It’s your fault your father lost his position!"
"Bullshit! The factory’s public notice clearly stated that Yang Dong was the one who submitted the new technology and got promoted to section head. What does my dad have to do with any of it? Don’t tell me the factory acknowledged the value of my dad’s work, only to turn around and give the credit to Yang Dong? Are you trying to pass off one person’s work as another’s?"
As soon as she said this, the expressions on the faces of the other factory leaders became intriguing.
Both Yang Dong’s and Jiang Dahai’s research findings had been submitted directly to Yang Zhigang.
During their discussion meeting, they had all unanimously recognized the developmental value of the new technology.
When Yang Zhigang claimed the research was Yang Dong’s, they hadn’t suspected anything and had approved Yang Dong’s appointment.
It wasn’t until the new technology team was being formed, when Yang Zhigang proposed making Jiang Dahai the deputy team leader, that they learned Jiang Dahai had also submitted research materials very similar to Yang Dong’s.
Anyone who reached a leadership position was shrewd.
But they understood the situation and chose not to expose it; there was no need to offend Yang Zhigang over an ordinary worker.
Now that Jiang Moli had ripped off Yang Zhigang’s mask, everyone was happy to watch the show.
Outside the office, the workers all pricked up their ears.
They only knew that Jiang Dahai had been transferred out of the technical department for leaking technological secrets, not the inside story behind it.
Yang Zhigang pointed at Jiang Moli. "Yang Dong’s research was submitted to the factory before your father’s, and his promotion was unanimously approved by the factory leadership. Stop making a baseless scene."
Jiang Moli said, "Between Yang Dong and my father, the factory chose Yang Dong. That means the factory didn’t think much of my father’s technology, am I right?"
Yang Zhigang was at a loss for words.
His decision to transfer Jiang Dahai was indefensible from the start; the more he tried to explain, the worse it would look.
Yang Zhigang stopped arguing with Jiang Moli and instead tried to appeal to Jiang Dahai’s emotions.
"Mr. Jiang, you were only able to produce these research results thanks to the years of experience you’ve gained in the technical department. The factory nurtured your talent, and this is how you repay it? Can you live with your conscience?"
As expected of a leader, just a few words were enough to make Jiang Dahai feel ashamed.
"I have nothing to say. I accept the factory’s arrangements..."
But Jiang Moli shot back, "I don’t accept it!"
Yang Zhigang: "..."
Jiang Dahai: "..."
Jiang Moli continued with another shocking statement, "Either the factory transfers my dad back to his original position, or we quit!"
Jiang Dahai’s eyelid twitched. He quickly explained to Yang Zhigang and the other leaders, "Don’t listen to her! I’ll get back to work right now. Let’s go, stop making trouble!"
With that, he forcibly dragged Jiang Moli away.
Watching the father and daughter’s retreating figures, Jiang Qing, who was in the crowd, couldn’t help but feel disappointed.
’If Jiang Moli had just kept it up, Jiang Dahai might have actually lost his job.’
...
Jiang Dahai walked Jiang Moli all the way to the factory gate, shooing her away. "Alright, that’s enough. Hurry back to the cultural troupe, and don’t come to the factory again. I’m fine working in the logistics department."
Jiang Moli patted his shoulder. "Don’t worry, Dad. I won’t let you suffer this injustice for nothing."
After saying her piece, Jiang Moli left.
Jiang Dahai watched her leave.
Although to outsiders, it seemed like his daughter was always causing trouble for him.
He knew she was just heartbroken for him and wanted to back him up.
Even though it wasn’t particularly effective, he felt exceptionally gratified and content.
...
In the area around the machinery factory, Jiang Moli was already known as an oddball.
Gluttonous and lazy, uneducated, both stupid and malicious—yet she’d had the dumb luck to marry a military officer.
After the scene she caused at the machinery factory, the story of how her reckless behavior cost her own father his position spread like wildfire, becoming the hot topic of gossip throughout the South City District.
"I don’t know what sins her old man committed in a past life to be stuck with such a troublemaker. Things were quiet for less than two months, and now she’s gone and cost him his good job."
"With a rotten attitude like that, I bet she won’t last long at the cultural troupe either!"
"Let’s just see when that blind and foolish military officer husband of hers finally divorces her!" The tone was thick with schadenfreude.
_[Disdain Value +3. 30,000 yuan credited to account.]_
Yang Lijiong was invited to a forum at the South City District Women’s Federation today.
While waiting for the bus, she happened to overhear a few middle-aged women gossiping, and her interest was piqued.
"Excuse me, who are you talking about?"
Yang Lijiong was beautiful and tall, with the unmistakable air of a high-ranking female official, which made a good impression on the women.
They poured out all the gossip about Jiang Moli to her. "Who else could it be? Jiang Dahai from the machinery factory’s own daughter! She’s made another mess for her old man..."
Back in her office at the cultural troupe, Yang Lijiong picked up the phone.
She had originally planned to call Jiang Moli over to understand the real situation.
After a moment’s thought, she changed her mind and called her friend, Chen Lan, instead.
That evening, Chen Lan arrived at Yang Lijiong’s home as planned.
Seeing the two dishes and a soup on the table, Chen Lan sat down in surprise. "You made this?"
Yang Lijiong picked up her chopsticks. "I haven’t cooked in a long time. My skills are probably rusty, so just make do."
Chen Lan took a bite of braised pork and praised, "It’s delicious!"
Yang Lijiong nodded. "Would you like some wine? A friend gave me two bottles of red wine a while ago."
"Sure."
Yang Lijiong got two water glasses, poured a little red wine into each, and handed one to Chen Lan.
She asked, "What position is the Agriculture Bureau planning to arrange for Jiang Dahai?"
Chen Lan took a sip of wine and smacked her lips. "A technical advisor, I think. The work isn’t tiring, the only downside is it requires frequent trips to the countryside."
Chen Lan swirled the wine in her glass and teased, "So this whole meal, the meat and the wine... was it all just to ask me about this?"
Yang Lijiong gestured for Chen Lan to eat. "There’s something else, too. Let’s eat while we talk."
...
"Tingting!"
Lu Tingting pushed open her window and saw Wu Meixia and Song Ke waving at her from downstairs. She called out, "What’s up?"
"Come down! We have something important to tell you!"
"It’s about Jiang Moli!"
The moment she heard it was about Jiang Moli, Lu Tingting threw on a jacket and flew downstairs like the wind.
Although her family also lived in the Military District Courtyard, they were in one of the communal apartment buildings. These buildings had several floors, with two households per floor, and each unit had its own kitchen and bathroom.
"What did she do now?"
When she reached Wu Meixia and Song Ke, Lu Tingting was both curious and excited.
The two of them started talking over each other, spilling all the fresh, juicy gossip they had just heard to Lu Tingting.