Transmigration: On the Gossip Front
Chapter 779 - 780: 60s Siheyuan 28_1

Chapter 779: Chapter 780: 60s Siheyuan 28_1

Everyone was disgusted that someone would do such a repulsive thing so early in the morning.

"So why should I rest at home? If I’m at home, that mother-in-law and daughter-in-law pair would be locked in endless battle."

"They might as well bring the kids into the fray, forget it," Zhang Yu said with a face full of fright.

Everyone nodded incessantly, "Exactly, exactly."

Someone remembered Sha Zhu’s reputation, "Sha Zhu’s cafeteria is right next to the office building, and he’s always shaking the ladle."

"Exactly." Although they hadn’t received such treatment, someone’s reputation was well known to many.

"No problem, I’ve said it, if the cafeteria dares to shake the ladle for me, I’ll go straight to the cafeteria director, to the logistics director, to the union, to the factory director."

"How come he, Sha Zhu, can take food home to feed the neighbors, but I, who pay for my meals, have to go hungry?"

"I don’t believe the factory director would side with him just for that." Zhang Yu wasn’t backing down.

"A cafeteria worker dares to shake the ladle at workers? Who gave him the guts?"

Zhang Yu fumed, and everyone watching her get angry really didn’t know what to say.

They had dealt with Zhang Hao before and had heard he had a temper, though they hadn’t witnessed it themselves. But seeing Zhang Yu like this, they figured it was very likely true.

Confronting a cafeteria cook was one thing; at worst, they’d just stop eating at Cafeteria Three.

But picking a fight over a meal with so many leaders in the factory, they really didn’t get Zhang Yu’s approach—it’s like she hadn’t been toughened up by society.

However, some people were eagerly hoping Zhang Yu would do just that; although Chief Feng was only in his forties and wouldn’t retire until 55, giving him over a decade left, the deputy chief would retire in three to five years, making that position up for grabs.

Zhang Yu behaved recklessly; even if Chief Feng was quite satisfied with her, would the other leaders be? Would they let her become a chief? That was absolutely impossible, so if possible, they hoped she would continue to cause trouble and ruin her future prospects.

Chief Feng, of course, heard Zhang Yu’s words in the office, but she really didn’t understand why Zhang Yu felt the need to escalate the issue over a meal.

Was she an impulsive person? Chief Feng shook her head repeatedly; judging from Zhang Yu’s response, she knew Zhang Yu was a calculating person.

Was it to divert attention? Chief Feng thought this possibility was also unlikely.

After much thought, Chief Feng could only come to one conclusion, that it probably had to do with them scheming against Zhang Yu’s house.

Although she didn’t quite agree with Zhang Yu’s tactics, she had to admit that if the same thing happened to her, she wouldn’t be able to tolerate it either.

When you can’t tolerate anymore, the only option left is to react.

"It’s good, actually. Seeing her act so recklessly, even if others guess that we’re calculating inventory losses, they wouldn’t suspect Zhang Yu."

One of the reasons Chief Feng would choose Zhang Yu was that she knew Zhang Hao was skilled in martial arts, and he also taught his daughters.

She was worried that if someone cornered and attacked Zhang Yu out of desperation, she would at least have the ability to defend herself.

Zhang Yu spent the whole morning learning from Li Li, the head of cost accounting. Although she had worked in finance before and had done accounting, this was a new version, and she had a mission at hand, so naturally, she had to start from scratch.

Li Li was genuinely happy to have a new person on board, "Such a big factory, so many processes, so much coming in and going out, including you and me, and yet there are only five people in cost accounting."

Li Li still felt they were understaffed, "The end and beginning of the month are hectic. After the rush, before we can catch our breath, it starts all over again."

Zhang Yu could understand Li Li’s feelings, "Isn’t there still the warehouse? They can simply do some costing work."

If the finance department is short-staffed, isn’t there still the warehouse to carry out simple foundational tasks? This way, the workload on the finance end would be significantly reduced.

Li Li wasn’t angry until Zhang Yu brought it up. Once mentioned, Li Li became very upset, "If they could handle that properly in the warehouse, I would be extremely grateful."

"Sometimes they even mess up the incoming and outgoing accounts. What can I do?"

"Really, if I don’t look at their ledgers, I can relax a bit, but seeing the accounts they keep, I literally feel like I’m going to cough up blood."

Li Li casually tossed a warehouse ledger to Zhang Yu, "Take a look, this is what they’ve written."

Zhang Yu reached out, opened the ledger, and flipped through a couple of pages. Okay, now she understood why Li Li was so frustrated. If it were her, she would probably be even angrier.

However, this might very well be those people’s intention, keeping the warehouse accounts in such disarray that finance would get a headache just looking at them, leading to only a cursory review before calculating costs based on inventory.

That way, even if they knew costs were rising, they could easily explain it away with ’losses’.

"Couldn’t they provide training sessions for the warehouse staff?" Zhang Yu was puzzled. This issue wasn’t without solutions.

If those people always claim ignorance, keep it simple—train them directly.

"Then they could no longer use ignorance as an excuse."

"If they still can’t do it after training, transfer them," Zhang Yu knew they couldn’t be fired, but if they couldn’t handle the work, they could be transferred.

"And within the factory, everyone can fend for themselves." Although the warehouse staff’s salary couldn’t compare with front-line workers in the workshop, some people just weren’t cut out for workshop jobs.

Li Li was truly complaining. She had frequently aired her grievances about this issue to Chief Feng.

The outcome, of course, was that nothing changed. No one ever suggested it could be managed this way.

Everyone at the finance department was stunned. Chief Feng, upon hearing Li Li’s complaints, wanted her to complain less for fear of scaring the girl away.

But he hadn’t expected to hear this suggestion and was taken aback, "I’ve brought it up before and even tried to stop them, but what was the result?"

"That’s because there was no reward or punishment system. If you propose that doing poorly means transferring to the cleaning team, watch how eagerly they’ll learn," Zhang Yu insisted.

Whether scheming or genuinely disinterested in learning, once they heard this news, Zhang Yu didn’t believe they would still be reluctant to learn.

"When their positions are vacated, there will definitely be others willing to take up warehouse roles," Zhang Yu believed that what was called a failure was the absence of a reward and punishment system.

Since it was missing, naturally there was no enthusiasm to learn, "And if they do well, they could transfer to the finance department."

"Didn’t Group Leader Li say the cost accounting side is short on staff?" The prospect of promotion and the opportunity to advance—how could anyone not strive for it?

Even if there were still those who didn’t strive, it wouldn’t matter. Such behavior would stand out prominently, making it easy for others to notice.

The finance department was shocked by Zhang Yu’s idea. The department was no stranger to new recruits, but someone like her was indeed rare.

Chief Feng turned and headed back to his office, "Let me think about it."

This idea was quite novel but implementing it would have its advantages, like disrupting some people’s schemes.

Of course, there were downsides as well. Perhaps they would arrange for more people to enter the warehouse to manage things, resulting in greater losses.

As long as it was a project operated and handled by humans, there were ways to tamper with it. Sitting in his chair, Chief Feng stared out the window, pondering over the matter.