In the director's office.
At this moment, Manager Yang was very angry.
"What is it? What did you say? There were batches of defective products in the workshop? What was going on? Hurry up and tell me clearly!"
Factory Manager Yang would never tolerate defective products in the workshop.
Once these defective products are sold, it will greatly affect the reputation of our rolling mill. He has to guarantee this.
"Don't be so angry. It's actually nothing. I just don't know why this Yi Zhonghai seems to be old and muddle-headed. The products he made today are all defective.”
The workshop director sighed helplessly.
He also knew how powerful Yi Zhonghai was in the past.
The skill of the fitter was one of the best in the entire rolling mill.
Everyone respected him very much.
But now that it had suddenly become like this, everyone was especially puzzled.
Even Factory Manager Yang was the same.
"Does he have dementia? Why didn't he know how to do this?”
Manager Yang said angrily.
"Sigh, I don't know either. Recently, he has been very sleepy when he comes to work, and the dark circles under his eyes are especially heavy. The key point is that he didn't even go to work a few days ago. He just stood at his desk in a daze. I don't know what happened, so I came to report to you!”
"Alright, I understand. Let's go and take a look now.”
Just like that, Factory Manager Yang followed the workshop director to the production workshop where Yi Zhonghai was located.
At this moment, Yi Zhonghai was being watched by everyone. Because he had made a defective product, his reputation had fallen greatly.
The people in the workshop were already discussing animatedly.
"Yi Zhonghai, what's going on? It's unimaginable that she can make such a defective product!”
"That's right, I didn't expect it either. Even if we are Level 3 and Level 4 fitters, we can basically tell at a glance that his products are defective. As a Level 8 fitter, it's impossible for him not to know!”
"Aiya, who can say for sure about this kind of thing? Let's wait and see when the leader comes!”
They were just discussing here.
Factory Manager Yang and the workshop director pushed the door open and entered.
Yi Zhonghai was very embarrassed.
Factory Manager Yang walked straight to him and questioned him loudly without saying anything,"Yi Zhonghai, do you have dementia now? The products you make can all become defective. What's going on?”
Yi Zhonghai lowered his head and did not dare to look up. He felt that he was too embarrassed.
He did not know why he had become like this.
Therefore, he could only find an excuse.
"Then, maybe I haven't slept well these past few days?”
He found such a high-sounding excuse.
No one believed it.
Factory Manager Yang saw that he did not want to tell the truth.
So he sneered and said," Since you didn't rest well, then go home and rest. Anyway, the products you make here are all defective. You should go home first for the next few days. We'll talk about it after you rest well!”
Factory Manager Yang's decision.
Everyone was very surprised.
In the entire rolling mill, there was no one else who was forced to go home.
But Yi Zhonghai did nod. He knew that his mind was blank and there was no point in staying here.
"Alright, I'll rest at home then!”
After saying that, he began to pack his things.
"In that case, I will calculate your salary for this month until today. You can do as you see fit. This is the first time you have a defective product. I won't blame you for letting you go home to recuperate.”
It was indeed very difficult to fire an employee with a senior title in a factory in this country.
However, Yi Zhonghai was indeed very tired. Letting him go back was a very reasonable arrangement.
Yi Zhonghai packed his things and walked out of the workshop.
Looking at his back as he left, Manager Yang sighed helplessly."Our rolling mill is so big, but we don't have many Level 8 fitters. Now, I don't know what's wrong with Yi Zhonghai.”
After Yi Zhonghai left the workshop, he was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
As an old man in his fifties or sixties, he really wanted to cry at this moment.
At his age, what he cared about the most was his reputation.
It was the respect others had for him, but he had suddenly made a defective product, causing his reputation to plummet.
He hammered his head hard.
And he said in self-doubt.
Do I really have dementia?
Otherwise, it wouldn't be like this.
He couldn't remember anything.
No, I have to go to the hospital after I go back.
Otherwise, what would happen in the future?
If it was really like this, he might really have to retire early.
Sigh, just as he reached the entrance of the rolling mill.
Then, she heard a familiar voice.
"Yi Zhonghai, why are you leaving before it's time to get off work?”
The person who spoke was Li Cheng. At this moment, he was sitting at a table with a cup of tea in his hand.
He asked as he drank.
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