She won't clear her name; she'll throw away all the scum.

Grandma Xia was called in for a talk, told that she had offended too many people recently, and that she should not make any rash moves for the time being, which made Grandma Xia furious.

"Director Song, we did nothing wrong. That man not only lived off his wife, but once he became a little successful, he started beating his wife and children. He beat them so badly that their faces were bruised and swollen." Old Mrs. Xia felt angry when she recalled the woman's appearance and her daughter's terrified look.

Factory Director Song was annoyed. "Old Xia, it's not that I'm trying to suppress you."

He sighed, "Many people have long disliked you women's directors. If it weren't for reputation and face-saving concerns, the leaders of other factories could simply ignore you and prevent you from getting anything done."

Grandma Xia retorted, "The Women's Federation praised us by name last month, so why are they still suppressing us?"

Factory Director Song: "Old Xia, Old Xia, think about it, what's the most important thing in the factory? It's production, not all that messy welfare for you women or the workers' families."

Some of your actions are unsettling the workers and affecting production. Why should they give you a friendly welcome? They'd rather you go back to your old ways and turn a blind eye to some things.

Old Mrs. Xia's face darkened. "Director Song, are you planning to do the same?"

Factory Director Song slammed his hand on the table and said angrily, "Old Xia, what kind of person do you take me for? If I were as short-sighted as them, so many people in our textile factory wouldn't respect me."

Grandma Xia: "Didn't you say that what we're doing is affecting production?"

Factory Director Song: "It affects production, but it can also boost the enthusiasm of the workers. The female workers feel that the factory can stand up for them and give them confidence, so they can feel at ease."

The men knew that their foolish behavior was not recognized by the factory, and if they wanted to climb the corporate ladder, they had to put away these little schemes.

Looking at it this way, the overall atmosphere in the factory has improved, and the workers are able to focus on their work. In the long run, isn't this better than turning a blind eye to these things?

Under Grandma Xia's increasingly admiring gaze, Factory Director Song continued, "Look at that food factory, it used to be such a mess. Not only could production not keep up, but the relationships within it were also very chaotic."

Their minds were filled with all sorts of random thoughts, so of course their efficiency was low. But after Director Shao and his team put in such a strong push, they were even praised at the last meeting for barely making ends meet.

"What a pity. Now the whole factory is smug, thinking it's all thanks to their tireless efforts, and they're trying to target the women again. Tsk, they've certainly worked hard lately, but as soon as those women started messing around, Director Shao reported them, forcing them to focus on production. Nobody thought of that."

Grandma Xia gave him a thumbs up, "Then why did you call me here, Old Song?"

Upon hearing this question, Factory Director Song continued to sigh, "Old Xia, I know you can't change your nature of punishing evil and promoting good, but you're currently in the eye of the storm, so you'd better keep a low profile. After all, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down."

If those people outside are looking for trouble with you, they could find a hundred trivial things to criticize you for. If you continue to act so recklessly, it won't be me who tells you to behave later; you might even lose your position.

The situation here is extremely complicated.

Grandma Xia has also made a lot of progress recently. She understood the complicated words. "Old Song, I guess a lot of people are watching me now. He held a grudge against me because of the incident when I angrily scolded the deputy director of the food factory at the exchange conference. Later, when I went to do business with the women's directors of other factories, I offended a lot of people as well."

"I spearheaded the rise of the women's director position recently, and I also started the divorce trend. Those people probably hate me to death. I understand what you're saying. I'll keep a low profile for now and try not to stand out. I'll also talk to the women's directors at other factories about it."

Factory Director Song thought he would have to persuade this old comrade for a long time, but the guy actually understood it just like that. "Old Xia, you've really made a lot of progress lately."

Grandma Xia said proudly, "Reading can enlighten the mind and improve intelligence. I've read through all the books in our reading room. If I want to help more people, I must first ensure my own safety."

Then I strive to climb higher, and the higher I climb, the greater my influence becomes. At the same time, the more reasonable my words are, the more people will believe and respect me. Therefore, the more complex society becomes, the clearer my mind needs to be.

When looking at things, you have to see the essence. Some people speak harshly, but their intentions are good; others are all talk and no action. I have to judge these things myself. Old Song, I can tell whether what you're telling me now is good or bad.

Factory Director Song smiled with satisfaction, but his smile quickly faded.

Grandma Xia changed the subject, "Old Song, what exactly is your purpose in trying to improve the atmosphere? You're about the same age as me, and you'll be retiring in a few years. Logically speaking, as long as production is done well, a smooth and stable retirement is what normal people think, isn't it?"

Why promote her third son and Jiang Wenhua, those two oddballs, to management reserves? Why listen to Lao Yuan and help this honest and upright old lady secure her management position? Isn't that very suspicious?

Before Old Lady Xia could finish her sentence, she was kicked out. Although thinking like that seemed ungrateful, didn't Factory Director Song's actions really raise suspicions?

Grandma Xia couldn't understand it for the time being, but she still obediently began to keep a low profile. Little did she know that Comrade Xin Xin, who was far away in the next city and had made them all shrink back from doing their jobs, was cursing Grandma Xia at her factory director father's house.

“Dad, let me tell you, they’re really inhuman. They actually made a scene at Zhang Cheng’s factory. He worked so hard to get to that position. If he gets reported and removed because of this, his life will be over.”

"Dad, I'm your daughter. Are you just going to watch me spend my whole life with a low-level worker? Wouldn't that be a slap in your face?"

"No, no, he was just joking with me. My skin is a bit delicate, and I get bruised easily if I touch it."

"And your granddaughter Xiaojia, Dad, can you bear to see her grow up in a broken home? She loves you the most."

“Dad, if those women’s directors continue to act so arrogantly, they might cause all the workers in the factory to get divorced.”

“That old hag Xia Yue’e from the textile factory is the ringleader and the worst person. Dad, you have to help me.”

Xin Xin poured out her grievances. Although her physical injuries had not yet healed, she absolutely could not become a woman abandoned by a man, and divorce was absolutely out of the question.