As the saying went, what had nothing to do with you could be hung high and ignored.
Especially in a work unit, so long as no one touched your core interests, nobody provoked anybody, and nobody offended anybody.
But cutting off someone's source of wealth was like murdering their parents—an irreconcilable, heaven-sharing hatred.
So the moment Li Ye said he wanted to take over the main factory's sales rights, it was like poking a hornet's nest. Several people who had remained neutral until then immediately began speaking up.
"Raise prices by a thousand? What isn't going up in price these days? We were already planning to raise them by twelve hundred. Li Ye, your proposal is completely unrealistic."
"Even if we raise prices to sell, distant water cannot put out a nearby fire. Besides, sales on the main factory's side have always been excellent, and users have responded very well. Such a major sudden change could lead to consequences that are truly hard to predict."
"Deputy Director Li, I understand your good intentions, but our products sell all over the country, and our customer relationships are extremely complicated. Even if they were transferred to you, it couldn't be done in a day or two.
"But this is a problem that can be solved simply by having First Branch Factory cut back a little on expenses. Why make it so complicated? Aren't you treating a headache by curing the feet?"
For a time, the meeting room was filled with voices condemning Li Ye. Though these people still exercised a degree of restraint and did not angrily shout abuse, their united stance was unmistakable.
If the Head Factory Director proposed a show-of-hands vote at this point, Li Ye would be doomed to defeat.
Yet the Head Factory Director did not propose