Just a few days after joining the company, there was the first confrontation with the factory manager.

It was a bitterly cold winter, and I sat in that shabby duty room, flipping through a book with a book. A man in tattered cotton clothes and a pair of glasses opened the glass door of the duty room and walked in. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye and didn't speak to him.

"Hey, hey. What are you doing? Things here are not permitted, please don't mess around!" I said to him as an officer on duty.

When he came in, he opened the cabinet door of the console directly, not knowing what to look inside, and he didn't say hello beforehand.

He looked up, his face flushed, and he stared at me with suspicion.

"What's the matter? What do you think I'm doing? How can you mess with our things without the permission of the officer on duty?" Although there was something in his eyes that I didn't understand, I still unceremoniously counted him down again.

At this time, my master hurriedly ran in. The master first glanced at the middle-aged man in front of me, and then said to me, "Xiao Liu, this is our factory director. ”

The factory director smiled proudly at me, without saying a word, as if to tell me in silence that you kid has caused a big disaster.

"Director, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was you!" I said apologetically.

"Where's the book?" he asked, not looking at me, continuing to stare at the bottom of the cabinet.

"Yes, boring, find yourself something to do!" I replied cautiously.

He still didn't look at me squarely, as if he said unintentionally: "It's better to read a book than to play with a mobile phone!"

This factory director is very powerful in the factory, and the masters in the factory are all frightened, I am new here, and I have not seen his power yet. Until one day, I watched him count down my master.

The master is a person with a weak personality but a strong sense of responsibility, and he doesn't know what he has experienced, and he is sometimes startled, as if he has been stimulated by something.

"The factory director is here!" the master said to us nervously.

We all stood in front of the console in a regular manner, but the senior sister sat on the stool very calmly and looked at a very thick novel, I instantly admired her courage, she said to us nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of, what is wrong with me reading the novel, what can he do!"

Before the senior sister could finish speaking, the factory director pushed the door and walked in. He looked around at us, without any expression on his face.

He suddenly scolded loudly: "Beat these dead dogs out to dry!" His voice was sharp and penetrating, and the atmosphere in the duty room instantly became tense. The senior sister who was calm just now immediately put down the novel and slipped out, and I also saw that the situation was not right, so I took my hat and followed the senior sister out.

When I was about to walk out of the duty room, I saw that there was no blood on the master's face, and his eyes were almost frightened with tears.

After inspecting the equipment, my sister and I returned to the duty room again, and the factory director's chatter was not over, and it seemed that the power had strengthened a little after we went in.

"Xiao Yang, you're too much! You openly read novels during work, who told you that you can read novels at work!" said to the senior sister.

The senior sister replied: "Last time I read a novel on my phone, you said no, this time I bought a bound book, and you said no!"

The factory director raised his voice again and scolded his senior sister: "Let me tell you, neither of your two behaviors is right, do you understand?

The senior sister was defeated, she didn't argue anymore and lowered her head. Immediately afterwards, the director of the factory bombarded the whole audience again.

After one of our class members was reprimanded with a split head and a face, the factory director turned around and left. We were discussing the danger just now, and after about half an hour, the factory manager pushed the door open again and walked in, and we became nervous again.

"Look at the footprints on this windowsill, don't you know how to wipe it? Is this a pig's nest? I was back in the office, and I remembered it. The factory director scolded loudly, and the master hurried to find a rag in a panic.

What I didn't expect was that the power of the factory manager was just the beginning for me.

After some time, the director came to us again.

"Xiao Yang, take the key to the power distribution room and follow me. "I took the key and followed the director to the power distribution room, and he led me to a cabinet.

"Xiao Yang, you open the door of this cabinet!" the factory director commanded.

I took the key in a panic and prepared to find a way to open the cabinet door, this is the first time to open this kind of cabinet since I went to work, I am not sure at all, but since it is a door, it must not be too difficult to open, but to my surprise, I have not been able to open it for half a day.

The factory director was angry again, I looked at him innocently, and he began to humiliate me with a white face, starting from my major, and ravaged me with cruel thoughts.

For half an hour, I was like a nail, scolded for being stupid. I really wanted to kneel down and say to the factory director: I am convinced! Let me go.

But I didn't even have the opportunity to play the white flag, and in the face of such a fierce offensive, I finally collapsed and fell into tears helplessly. From the words of the factory director, I thought of the fact that I had failed my relatives, and I cried with repentance.

Of course, since then, I have become a waste in the eyes of the factory director, and I have no escape in his hands.

After a few years, we are still working together, but there has been a noticeable change in the attitude of the factory manager towards me, and I have put a lot of effort into this change.

One day, the factory director came down to guide the work, and at that time a group of migrant workers were laying bricks, and the factory director dangled several times in front of the migrant workers with his hands behind his back.

He finally couldn't bear the anguish in his heart, so he said to the migrant workers: "Master, can you lay bricks? Look at the bricks you paved, why are both sides the same flat?"

The migrant worker glanced up at our factory director and said, "Lao Tzu has been working for 30 years, why do you say that I am defeated?

The scene suddenly fell into embarrassment, and this migrant worker uncle was holding a brick knife in his hand and looked at our factory director.

The factory director continued to scold: "I am the factory director here, and I have the right to guide you!"

The migrant worker uncle put down the brick knife and immediately replied: "You count the ball! I listen to our boss, you get out of me!"

The factory director saw that the situation was not right, and if this continued, not only would he not have a little face, but he would also be beaten. He turned and walked away wittily and came to me.

He raised his eyebrows angrily and scolded me loudly: "Xiao Yang, this is the construction worker you supervise! What kind of thing! You tell me, if the bricks can't flow out of the water, they can't be accepted!"

I picked up my hat and turned around to convey the meaning of the factory manager.

"Uncle, how can you scold our factory director!" I walked up to the migrant worker and asked.

The uncle's face didn't look very good, and he seemed to be very angry.

He said to me, "He's like a dog! When he comes, he counts it! He has the ability to do it himself, so why should he call us, I can't earn this money!"

When I thought about it, what my uncle said was right.