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

new week.

Factory Director Song was thinking about this week's production plan when there was a knock on his office door. Then, Old Mrs. Xia, with a dark face, walked in and immediately started causing him trouble.

"Factory manager, I can't keep a low profile as you suggested. I'm not far from retirement, and I don't have much time to waste. I still have a lot of things to do. I can't let the fact that some people are trying to sabotage me stop me from taking action."

Grandma Xia declared righteously, "I want to continue doing my work!"

Factory Director Song said with difficulty, "You are in the open, while they are in the dark. Nobody knows what they will do next. If things happen... you might be brought down."

Grandma Xia didn't care at all. "Let them pull me out of this position. If they want me to just hold the title without doing any work, I'd rather go back to the workshop."

Factory Director Song pondered for a moment, then relented, "If you don't care about your reputation, then it doesn't matter. You don't want a promotion anyway. Go ahead and do it. If it really comes to that, I'll put in a good word for you."

If it really doesn't work out, and they insist on making you unable to work, then you can always take early retirement. Some things don't necessarily have to be done in a factory.

As he finished speaking, his expression turned somewhat dog-like.

Grandma Xia thought about it and agreed. If they didn't let her be the women's director, she could just stay home and do it. Anyway, she was an old lady with nothing to do all day, so she could just find things to do. No one would care about her then.

After giving Director Song a thumbs up, Grandma Xia threw herself back into her busy work.

There are too many things that need to be rectified in this place.

As Grandma Xia became increasingly assertive in her actions, rumors spread and the pressure mounted, causing her to grow thinner and thinner.

Just now, she went to a gay man's house to find out about the situation and was kicked out.

When he returned to the factory dejectedly, he happened to run into Deputy Factory Director Tian.

Grandma Xia and he didn't get along at all. At first, she made him so angry that he had to take medicine every day. Later, the two of them, as leaders, hardly spoke a word to each other. When they did say a few words, they were always directed at each other.

Seeing her like this, Deputy Factory Director Tian perked up, "Oh, isn't this our Director Xia? What's wrong? Is work not going well?"

Grandma Xia initially ignored him, but this person, perhaps having forgotten the pain once the wound healed, became even more enthusiastic. "If you ask me, you older women shouldn't be so career-driven. Wouldn't it be better to go back and enjoy your retirement?"

You've had a lot of bad luck at work lately, haven't you? I told you, "You're just a factory worker, how would you know how to manage people or talk to them? You're already this age, you won't have many more years to learn, why bother?"

Grandma Xia took a deep breath and finally couldn't help but retort, "If you ask me, I really don't want to talk to a leader like you who's all fat and bloated. I don't know who promoted you."

But look at me, I don't want to talk to you, I'm trying to let you off the hook, but you still come looking for trouble. Isn't that just being a jerk? Deputy Factory Director Tian, ​​did you bring your medicine today? Don't let me just say a few words and you start blaming me for it.

Everyone dies eventually. If you ask me, someone like you who contributes nothing to your workplace or family should just give up your useless ambition. Pigs can't fly; they'll only be slaughtered and eaten. Why bother with all that effort? Don't you agree?

Deputy Factory Director Tian: "I can tell you've become mentally twisted since your divorce. I always said that no divorced woman is normal."

Grandma Xia: "Yes, yes, I'm not normal. It's you who's normal, someone who doesn't do anything all day. Go check your brain when you have time, see if it's blocked with fat."

This is the factory. If you want to criticize me, find fault with my work, not irrelevant things. That makes your reasoning seem very weak.

After exchanging a few words, Deputy Factory Director Tian lost interest. This old hag isn't even satisfying with her insults anymore; they're all using subtle, underhanded tactics.

He originally thought he could provoke her and make her lose her composure at the factory, but he almost lost his composure instead.

When Deputy Factory Director Tian returned to his office, he immediately called Jiang Wenhua over.

"Xiao Jiang, you live in the same place as Xia Yue'e, so you'd better give me some ideas." Deputy Factory Director Tian glared at Jiang Wenhua. "Don't tell me you're on her side?"

Jiang Wenhua immediately fawned over her, "Director Tian, ​​what's there for a young man like me to say to an old lady? It's just a superficial relationship. But why are you targeting a retired comrade like her? It's pointless. You should think of a way to bring Director Song down instead."

Deputy Factory Director Tian was angry. "I also want to bring him down, but I can't. Ever since he helped Xia Yue'e get this position, more and more people in the factory have been supporting him."

Our textile factory has mostly women to begin with. The more she helps those women, the better Old Song's reputation becomes. If my person had been the one who got the position of women's director, I wouldn't be being bullied by Old Song like this now.

Jiang Wenhua lowered his head, his expression unreadable. "Recently, that old lady's reputation has also become quite bad. It seems that she will soon be useless."

Deputy Factory Director Tian chuckled, "Then let's put in even more effort."

After getting off work, Jiang Wenhua watched as Deputy Factory Director Tian left before he furtively pulled a few members of his team out for dinner.

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Jiang Wenhua reluctantly took out his money. He had organized the gathering and was the one who was treating everyone.

He felt that ever since he got into the bed with Director Song and Old Xia, his money was no longer money.

Upon returning to the compound, Jiang Wenhua went straight to Grandma Xia's room. After knocking on the door, he saw her enjoying herself with her grandchildren and felt resentful.

"Old Xia, you're really awful." Jiang Wenhua plopped down on the floor. "Do you know what price I paid for you?"

Grandma Xia held Chen Lingling, looking completely bewildered. "Huh? What's the price?"

Jiang Wenhua raised his head slightly, looking somewhat sad, "That cost me a full two yuan!"

Grandma Xia's eyes widened. "Wow, that's quite a generous gesture."

Indeed, for Jiang Wenhua, this was a huge sum of money, enough to make him feel the pinch for a year.

Seeing that Grandma Xia was so understanding, Jiang Wenhua felt a little better. He said smugly, "Do you know what a big thing I did today?"

Xia Yu'e took Chen Lingling out for a walk at the right time, because children sometimes say things that might cause trouble.

Grandma Xia's eyes were burning.

Jiang Wenhua: "Hehe, I've successfully sown discord. Several of the most important people under Deputy Factory Director Tian have developed a grudge against him. This... is the most worthwhile part of my two yuan."

Grandma Xia was dumbfounded. "How could you do that in such a short time?"

Jiang Wenhua: "It's a secret."