"I don't know, maybe something happened?"
The middle-aged man beside him replied with some doubt.
"Let's go in and take a look first!"
As they spoke, the group was about to walk directly into the car factory, but was stopped by the gatekeeper, Grandpa Sun.
"May I ask who you are looking for?"
Grandpa Sun asked politely. Recently, his factory had gone from deserted to bustling, with people from all over the province coming for visits. This had increased his workload as a gatekeeper, but the old man was happy about it, always holding a fan and a porcelain mug in the guardhouse, smiling.
"We are from the Machinery Industry Association. Please have your factory's responsible person come out to greet us. Tell them that the visitors are Xia Ping, Director of the Machinery Industry Association, and Bai Yanbing."
The middle-aged man who looked like an intellectual smiled faintly. Although his tone was calm, it carried a condescending air.
"The Machinery Industry Association? What kind of thing is that?" Grandpa Sun, who was a bit hard of hearing, muttered in a voice he thought was low but everyone could hear. Then he turned to relay the message.
"This..." Xia Ping, the middle-aged man, his face instantly turned very ugly.
"Director Xia, please don't be angry. He's just an old man from a small place, it's understandable that he lacks knowledge."
Bai Yanbing, the woman beside him, smiled calmly and comforted the middle-aged man, "I believe their responsible person will understand the implications once they hear our names and will come rushing to welcome us."
"Yes, Director Xia, there's no need to get angry with a worthless old man, it's not worth it!"
"That's right, that's right! Those country bumpkins will surely come and entertain you well soon."
...
The accompanying staff members responded in agreement.
"Who are these people from the Machinery Industry Association?"
Wang Yu had just finished a staff meeting and, surrounded by a group of workers, had finally managed to break free. He was planning to tidy up and leave work to buy fish to stew for Wu Lingling.
However, Grandpa Sun came up and directly said that someone was looking for him and the others?
Wang Yu was slightly taken aback. He still remembered when he first came to Jiangping City, the agricultural machinery company had issued a so-called inspection report stating that his car had serious safety and quality hidden dangers!
Later, although the general manager of Jiangping Machinery Industry Company, Zhao Guozhu, who was also the president, had clarified the situation, that fellow hadn't had good intentions either.
Therefore, Wang Yu had an extremely negative impression of this so-called Machinery Industry Association.
"Little Factory Director, should we arrange to entertain them?"
Old Director Li Ming stepped forward to ask, "The Machinery Industry Association holds a significant position throughout the province. Besides, since they have come to our door, they are at least guests. Shouldn't we entertain them first?"
"Yes, yes!"
Several cadres nearby also chimed in. Unlike the workers who lacked knowledge, they were naturally aware of the importance of the Machinery Industry Association.
"Hmph, no matter how important their position is, it has nothing to do with us."
Wang Yu pouted. If it were a normal business visit, they would at least follow the proper procedure, notify in advance, and schedule a time. Even the neighbor Old Man Wang would shout beforehand before visiting.
Who comes uninvited without any prior notice?
And now it's almost quitting time on a Sunday, nearing dinner time. It's obvious they're here to freeload.
"I'm not seeing them! Just say I'm not at the factory and tell them to come back tomorrow." Wang Yu said with a curl of his lips.
"Little Factory Director, wouldn't that be impolite?"
The old director hesitated.
"Politeness is for friends. Those guys... Heh! I suspect they're like night owls visiting a house, only coming when something's up!"
Wang Yu smiled and pocketed his own salary.
"Don't bother with them. If there's any real business, we can deal with it slowly tomorrow during working hours. What can be done this late at night? If it's not urgent, it's best not to see them.
Let's go, Uncle Ming, come to my place for dinner tonight? You can taste my cooking, I'm planning to stew fish soup."
"Yes, you're right." Li Ming nodded and then smiled warmly at Wang Yu.
"No need for dinner, this old man has to go back and accompany his wife. With the salary, we can have some meat at home. Just like you said, Little Factory Director, rest well. We'll be working overtime every day later, and there won't be time to rest!
You must get along well with Miss Wu Lingling, she's a good girl."
"Uncle Ming, what are you talking about? We're just in a normal cooperative relationship."
Wang Yu retorted jokingly at Li Ming.
As they walked and talked, they reached the factory gate and saw a group of people dressed in a way that clearly didn't fit in.
"These must be the people from the Machinery Industry Association."
Looking at these people who clearly had an irritating aura, Wang Yu whistled, exchanged a knowing glance with Li Ming, and then casually walked past them as if nothing had happened.
Seeing these people further solidified Wang Yu's decision not to interact with them.
Judging by their appearance, these insignificant people were not worth delaying his fish soup for.
After all, fish soup needs to be simmered slowly over a low heat to be delicious. It's a pity that the issue of critical parts hasn't been resolved yet, otherwise, the electric pressure cooker could directly be put into development and production!
Wang Yu thought to himself as he walked directly past them.
Perhaps because Wang Yu and Li Ming were both wearing simple work uniforms, and these people were standing tall and looking self-important, they didn't notice Wang Yu and the others passing by, mistaking them for ordinary workers leaving work.
Soon, Wang Yu, Li Ming, and all the workers had left, leaving only the group from the Machinery Industry Association standing at the gate.
Perhaps because they had been standing for a long time, some of them felt tired. They wanted to find a place to squat or sit but were afraid of affecting their image, so they kept shifting their postures, fidgeting like ants on a hot pan.
"Strange? Why hasn't their responsible person come out yet?"
Xia Ping looked confused. Bai Yanbing beside him also frowned slightly, "Perhaps they're in an important meeting? The old man didn't want to disturb them?"
"Really, a company on the verge of bankruptcy, and they're still so particular. No wonder they're failing."
Xia Ping said with a cold smile, wanting to say more, but then saw Grandpa Sun, the gatekeeper, walking slowly towards them with a waddling gait.
"How is it? Old man!" Xia Ping quickly asked, "Where is your factory director? Why hasn't he come out yet?"
"Factory director?" Grandpa Sun shook his head, faithfully carrying out Wang Yu's orders.
"Our Little Factory Director asked me to tell you that he is not at the factory today and you should come back tomorrow."
"Oh, not here... Wait?" Bai Yanbing suddenly understood, her pretty face instantly contorted. "What do you mean by 'asked me to tell you he's not here'?"