Chapter Eighty-Six: A Slap in the Face
Mr. Yan, who has been in the society for a long time, instantly understood what the young man meant, and knew that he would become the one who took the blame for the mistakes of the freight department. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
He really wanted to ask the young man: "Which day, which car is loaded with what goods are your yard supervisor has formulated a loading plan in advance, not that the team wants to install it, and if it doesn't want to load, it won't be loaded, what does the problem have to do with the team?"
Now there is a loophole in the work of the freight yard, this group of freight men did not first notify them that Director Liao came to deal with the problem, but notified the team to solve the problem, Director Liao did not dare to show up until now, and knew at a glance that their freight yard wanted customers to find trouble with the fleet and wanted to take themselves out.
Faced with this situation, Mr. Yan felt aggrieved, but he couldn't tell the young man in front of the customer: "This is your supervisor Liao who has arranged for the customer's goods to leak, and this matter has a dime to do with our team."
Mr. Yan was at the scene, so he could only fool the customer and say: "Yesterday, the long-distance Cummins of our fleet had a small fault and did not send the car, I will definitely load the car for you tonight, and guarantee that it will be delivered to your customers the night after tomorrow."
The troublesome customer was still in his own angry and excited emotions and couldn't extricate himself, he didn't listen to what Mr. Yan said at all, he only knew that he was a person in charge, he was impulsive, he didn't measure the gap between himself and Yan's overall type, and he went up and gave Mr. Yan a slap. The scene fell silent instantly, and the little girl in the cashier group didn't even save her sobbing, and looked at Mr. Yan blankly.
Mr. Yan estimated that he had never suffered such a big loss, and he covered his face with one hand. His eyes lit up, and the flames of anger could make the people next to him feel the hot barbecue, and the fist in his hand clenched and loosened, and then clenched and loosened, repeated several times, and finally held back, stood firm, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said what he had just said again.
The customer hit someone and got angry, only then did he notice Mr. Yan's steel and iron bones, and his heart was a little bold. Mr. Yan's words gave him a step, his face softened slightly, and he stiffened his neck and said: "Since you say so, I will believe you once, if my customer can't receive the goods the night after tomorrow, I will come to you again, and then it will not be a slap that can solve it."
Bao Shuai was afraid that the customer would make Mr. Yan angry if he continued to talk about it, so he leaned over with a very good eye and talked to the customer, which persuaded the customer away.
The customer left, Li Xiaotong helped comfort the little girl in the cashier group, and sent her out of the gate of the freight yard, and when they took care of everything, when they went out to eat, Director Liao still didn't rush over, and it seemed that Mr. Yan's slap was in vain. Li Xiaotong and Bao Shuai glanced at each other, a little worried: "I saw such a humiliating scene for the leader today, Mr. Yan, who loves face, and Mr. Yan, who likes to take revenge on the spot, will wear our little shoes in the future."
Bao Shuai came to Li Xiaotong's side and whispered: "It's too late to withdraw now, let's try to have a good relationship with Mr. Yan." Li Xiaotong nodded imperceptibly.
The two of them exchanged glances, and Bao Shuai took two quick steps forward to greet Mr. Yan: "Leader, let's go to the Four Seas Restaurant for dinner tonight, I heard that the rabbit brains there are made of a must."
Mr. Yan didn't seem to be affected by the customer's slap, his eyes were calm. He said with a flat expression: "Don't go, I'll save you a few dollars tonight, and I'll go to the small shop where you often eat."