"Li Ye, the factory wants you at a meeting. Small conference room in the Factory Director's Building."
"Got it, Master. I'll be right there."
On the afternoon of the second day after returning from Changbei, Old Ding took a phone call and then told Li Ye to attend a meeting.
Li Ye gathered up his things, rose to his feet, and prepared to leave.
Then he realized that his master, Old Ding, had no intention of moving.
"Master, isn't there a meeting? You're not going?"
Old Ding replied with a grin, "That's right! They didn't call me!"
At that moment, Yue Lingshan said with a giggle, "Section Chief Li, meetings in the small conference room of the Factory Director's Building are small meetings. Everyone says small meetings discuss big matters, while big meetings discuss small matters. You're an important figure in the factory now."
Li Ye laughed and cursed, "Cut it out! What kind of figure am I? Maybe they called me over to pour tea and serve water!"
"..."
After Li Ye arrived at the small conference room, he found that it truly was a small meeting. There were fewer than ten people in total, and every one of them was someone who "called the shots" in the factory.
The Head Factory Director and Ma Zhaoxian were both there, along with those in charge of finance, personnel, and Party Members. The lowest-ranking attendees were Min Lei, the female secretary to the Hong Kong-funded manager, and Li Ye, deputy section chief of the Supply Department.
But once the meeting began, Li Ye understood that he had been called in because of his position as deputy leader of the "management reform" group.
"Everyone's here! Today, we'll mainly discuss the First Branch Factory. The Department has given us profound instructions: we must