Transmigration: On the Gossip Front-Chapter 1948 - 1949: Female Passerby Intellectual Youth 91

Chapter 1948: Chapter 1949: Female Passerby Intellectual Youth 91

The factory manager was waiting at the hospital entrance for those few brats; he couldn’t face the Zhang Family’s fury alone, could he?

And so he waited and waited, but after a long time, there was no sign of those brats. Instead, he saw the factory office director rushing out of a truck.

The factory manager’s first thought was that something big had happened, otherwise the factory office director wouldn’t be here.

Sure enough, the first thing the factory office director said upon seeing the factory manager was, "The police station came to the factory to investigate, and those brats have been taken back."

Without bothering with any small talk, he delivered the most important news, "And the research institute director even called the Party Secretary to ask about the matter."

The factory manager gasped, "Why would they concern themselves with this matter?"

By now, they could somewhat guess that the research institute values Zhang Wei greatly; otherwise, why would they make such a call for a small researcher?

When Zhang Wei encountered issues at the mechanical factory, he’d keep a low profile. The more the factory manager thought about it, the more he felt Zhang Wei must have strong abilities; otherwise, a director wouldn’t step in.

Zhang Yu didn’t know that this one phone call had led the factory manager to think so far ahead. As far as the information she had, the head of the research institute likely thought Zhang Jie’s injury this time was a series of reactions caused by Zhang Wei’s transfer to the research institute.

And with Zhang Wei currently on a business trip abroad with an uncertain return date, as the director of the research institute, he surely couldn’t remain unresponsive.

The factory office director looked at the unresponsive factory manager, wiped his sweat again, wanting to ask how to handle the matter, but he didn’t dare.

Three of them stood foolishly at the hospital entrance. Soon, the factory manager made a decision; since the research institute had already spoken up and the police station was involved, all he could do now was to avoid implicating himself.

As for the consequences for those brats, that’s not his concern; if their parents had disciplined them better, would things have turned out like this?

They’re not his kids, why should he be overly worried, especially since his old leaders had promoted him, he had reciprocated sufficiently, and those brats were never diligent, causing trouble in the factory. Every time, it was him who had to resolve the issues, building up quite a bit of resentment.

Now that the matter has escalated, let their families fret about it; he was done getting involved.

The factory office director looked at the factory manager, the secretary was also looking at him, the latter thought for a bit, "Since we’re here, we should at least go up."

"By the way, doesn’t Zheng Xiaoya wish to become a director?" The factory manager knew someone had to take responsibility for this, and quickly decided the candidate. Of course, she would bear it all.

"Let her go to the archive room. They need a director there." Doesn’t she want to become a director? It’s suitable there.

The factory office director had been worried on edge lately, fearing he’d wake up one day to find his position as director gone.

Now it’s good; this fool still didn’t handle the matter well, and things had developed in the worst possible direction, offending the factory manager. Once word spread, would those people spare Zheng Xiaoya?

The best outcome now is for her to be transferred to the archive room as a director; it’s a cushy position, just two people, a director and an officer?

Thinking of this, the factory office director was overjoyed, "Alright."

The person was dealt with, but the patient room was still waiting for him to handle. The factory manager thought about it, his mood turning sour.

The factory manager and the secretary grabbed some belongings and entered the hospital room, seeing Zheng Xiaoya standing listlessly at the door, but Xiao Zhao was nowhere to be seen.

The factory manager’s heart sank, a sense of dread washed over him, "Why aren’t you going in?"

Zheng Xiaoya didn’t react right away, but upon seeing the factory manager opening the door to enter, "The police station..."

When the factory manager realized what was happening, he was already inside, seeing the police station personnel in uniform, he was furious. Previously, he thought Zheng Xiaoya was quite clever, who knew she was so unreliable.

As for the specifics, Zhang Yu didn’t know, "Initially, on the way here, I thought since my brother worked at the factory, we shouldn’t escalate things."

"But upon arriving, the assailants weren’t here, just two factory office staff. I admit, seeing my brother in such a state made me anxious. I said it was attempted murder and also said some excessive things."

"But I didn’t expect her to threaten us with my brother to give up pursuing justice. If not filled with guilt, would they act like this?"

"This is bureaucratism; this is persecuting the working class." Someone wasn’t threatening our family, right? Let them see whether they can actually threaten people.

Upon hearing this, the factory manager turned pale; he’d heard before that Zhang Yu was particularly articulate. At that time, he’d wondered how far her words could go; now he understood.

Zheng Xiaoya’s expression drastically changed; bureaucratism, persecuting the working class—if this escalated, it wouldn’t be a trivial matter.

The police officers were stunned as well, staring at Zhang Yu for a long time, wondering if she was a fanatic too.

"No choice." Zhang Yu was helpless, repeating the cause again, "We thought of returning the house, those people were unhappy, so they vented their anger."

"Though my dad changed jobs and returned the house to the factory, the leaders didn’t say anything, and in such circumstances, not returning the house would certainly invite more complaints."

"Who could’ve thought things would unfold this way." Zhang Yu was truly frustrated.

"We don’t want to back down, but the result is my brother getting hit like this; you should have learned about my brother’s condition." When needed, be assertive; when needed, be weak.

Wiping away tears, Zhang Yu, the police officers had already learned about the patient’s condition, knowing Zhang Yu wasn’t wrong.

"My brother’s health was weak from the start, but with their push..." At this point, tears uncontrollably flowed from Zhang Yu.

Yao Ying, upon seeing her daughter cry, couldn’t hold back either and burst into tears.

"I can guess they’d say it wasn’t intentional, it was accidental."

"Factory leaders would certainly..." Zhang Yu was about to continue.

Upon hearing this, the factory manager couldn’t let Zhang Yu continue, or it wouldn’t just be bad luck for Zheng Xiaoya, it would spell disaster for all of them.

"Comrade Xiao Zhang, rest assured, we just held a meeting and decided to give strict punishment on this matter." The factory manager immediately expressed his stance.

Zhang Yu didn’t know the factory manager, but upon someone entering, she could tell he had the officer-like demeanor, likely the factory manager.