Chapter 765: Can You Chat Properly?

"Old Lu, stop working, it's time to eat."

At 11:30 AM, Li Ye carried his lunch box to find Lu Zhizhang, calling him to go to the canteen to eat together.

This was a habit the two had formed since they first entered the factory. Every day, they had to show their faces in front of the worker masters, not like those managers who were never seen, making the worker masters only able to contact middle-level cadres, completely forgetting that there were two down-to-earth and pragmatic factory managers.

However, after entering Lu Zhizhang's office, Li Ye found that he was on the phone.

"Oh, oh, 1:30 PM, right? Who exactly is attending... Is Department Head Zhao coming? Good, good, good, we two will arrive on time."

Lu Zhizhang put down the phone and said to Li Ye: "The main factory just notified us that there is a meeting at 1:30 PM today, asking us to report on the ISO quality management system reform. People from the ministry will come to listen."

Li Ye said in surprise: "A meeting to report at 1:30 PM, and they only notified us now? Who is giving us a hard time again? Who arranged the reception today? I must ask him what he means later."

For a meeting like this where people from the ministry come, it was impossible to notify the parties involved only two hours in advance, so Li Ye concluded that someone was making trouble.

Lu Zhizhang took out his lunch box and put his arm around Li Ye's shoulder as they went out: "Hehe, if you aren't envied, you're mediocre. Let's go, let's go. Whatever monsters and demons, just block them as they come. It's not worth it to rack your brains for those petty people."

Li Ye smiled coldly: "Heh, you're quite open-minded. It's fortunate that we two are pragmatists; even if we report now, there's no problem. If it were those who only know how to read scripts, they wouldn't even have time to write them!"

Li Ye was telling the truth. He and Lu Zhizhang had shed countless sweats for Branch Factory 1 and knew the various situations of Branch Factory 1 like the back of their hands. If it were that kind of leader who only knew how to drink tea, read newspapers, and scold subordinates, it would be a "ten-thousand-urgent" situation.

Reading a script also required reading it in advance; otherwise, if it was read stumblingly, or even if the previous page was disconnected from the next page, people could tell at a glance that it was a straw bag.

At 1:10 PM, Li Ye and Lu Zhizhang rushed from Branch Factory 1 to the main factory meeting room. When the two arrived downstairs at the factory manager's building, a Honda car honked its horn and passed by them quickly.

"Beep beep beep~"

"Damn, who is this! Rushing to a funeral?"

Lu Zhizhang was a middle-aged man over forty, and his legs were far less agile than Li Ye's. He almost sprained his foot while dodging and couldn't help but curse loudly.

After all, he was a person of rank in the Light Automobile Company. Usually, which driver dared to joke with him like this?

What's wrong? After I went to Branch Factory 1, you forgot the methods of Director Lu?

However, when that little Honda stopped downstairs at the factory manager's building, the driver who got out made Lu Zhizhang very surprised.

It was actually Guan Liang, who was forced to resign by Li Ye.

After Guan Liang got out of the car, he said to Lu Zhizhang as if joking: "Director Lu, your legs are clearly not working! I remember when we played basketball together, you were the most agile shooting guard!"

Lu Zhizhang also said with a fake smile: "Oh, Xiao Guan, your memory is really good. It's been almost ten years in a flash. The little sapling has grown into a talent, and I, this old vegetable, have aged, haven't I?"

Guan Liang started working in Lu Zhizhang's factory office, so Guan Liang used to be Lu Zhizhang's soldier, but later he caught the eye of the big factory manager and was picked to be a secretary, so Lu Zhizhang's words also had a sarcastic meaning.

"Hahahaha, Director Lu, I'm just joking. You are not an old vegetable at all, you are not old at all..."

"Old, old, not as bold as young people! Look, look, Li Ye dares to sell a script for 20,000, and you, Guan Liang, are not bad either! You've mixed up a private car! Yo yo yo, it's still an imported good!"

Lu Zhizhang played word games with Guan Liang while circling the Honda car, as if saying Lu Zhizhang and Li Ye were both young and promising.

But in fact, he was satirizing Guan Liang. It was almost common knowledge that Guan Liang opened a trading company and sucked blood from the Light Automobile Company like a leech.

So Li Ye's manuscript fee was clearly verifiable, but your Guan Liang's money... is it clean?

But Guan Liang seemed not to hear the subtext of Lu Zhizhang's words and showed off the Honda car: "My car is different from Deputy Factory Manager Li's car. This is the latest Honda Civic, the most advanced sports car in the world today..."

"..."

Li Ye listened to Guan Liang's proud explanation and couldn't help but curl his lips.

Just a third-generation Civic, and because it was a two-box car, it was considered a "sports car"?

And seeing Guan Liang showing off while glancing left and right at Li Ye, Li Ye felt even more ridiculous.

Buying a thin-skinned small car with a curb weight of over 800 kilograms for over 300,000 yuan, he was really a big leek!

But Guan Liang saw Li Ye laughing and took the initiative to greet him: "Deputy Factory Manager Li, I heard you have inspected overseas. Do you know the Civic car?"

Li Ye raised his eyebrows and looked at Guan Liang, then leaned over with a faint smile: "I know. Civic is the name on the other side of the strait. Its English name is CIVIC. It has developed to the fourth generation this year. It is very popular among ordinary civilian families overseas because it is relatively cheap..."

"..."

Guan Liang was speechless.

Can you chat properly?

But Guan Liang didn't think about it. Back then, he used a photo to falsely accuse Li Ye. Now he was shamelessly talking to Li Ye, and then Li Ye would chat with him very "classily"?

You thought too much. If Li Ye didn't bother with you, that was fine. If he really started to bother with you, you would have plenty to regret.

Li Ye circled the Civic, looked left and right, and then frowned: "This car of yours is the old third-generation Civic, right? The fourth generation that just went on the market this year is a compact car, not a micro car!"

"..."

Guan Liang smacked his lips, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and prepared to stop bothering with Li Ye, turning to leave.

Because there were already people around watching the fun, his Japanese car was very eye-catching, and his grudge with Li Ye was even more gossiped about.

But Lu Zhizhang asked Li Ye like a "curious baby": "Micro car? Compact car? Li Ye, what do these mean?"

Li Ye talked eloquently: "This is the classification of cars overseas. From small to large, there are micro cars, compact cars, medium cars, large-medium cars, and large cars."

"The bigger, the more expensive, and the more fuel-consuming. For example, the Santana produced in Shanghai belongs to the medium car, two levels larger than this Civic, and also more fuel-consuming than it."

"Oh~~"

A sound of "understanding" rang out around.

People in China had always thought that the bigger the car, the better. The third-generation Civic only weighed 830 kilograms, lighter than a Fit. Comparing it with a Santana? What kind of onion was it?

"However, the third-generation Civic has an SI version, which is much more expensive than the Santana..."

Li Ye was a good person who liked to popularize science for everyone. Seeing that more than a dozen cadres who came to the meeting had gathered around, he opened the engine hood of the Civic, and Guan Liang couldn't stop him even if he wanted to.

"The SI version of the Civic is equipped with a 1.6L displacement ZC series inline four-cylinder engine. It is said that it uses some of the technology from Honda's F1 racing cars. There is a saying overseas that the SI version of the Civic is the real civilian sports car. Hey..."

Li Ye deliberately said "Hey," attracting more than a dozen heads to the engine, and then said regretfully: "This is not the SI version. You see, the ordinary version of the Civic is equipped with 1.3 and 1.5-liter engines, and the SI is equipped with a 1.6-liter..."

"If you buy an SI version of the Civic for over 300,000, it's quite cost-effective. The ordinary version... it's not worth it."

"..."

"Oh, it really is 1.5, smaller than the one on the Santana!"

"Not only is the engine small, but the inside is also narrower. Look at its back seat, I can't stretch my legs if I sit in it..."

"Then why don't you sit in and try it?"

"That wouldn't be good! This is Guan Liang's new car."

"What's not good? Guan Liang used to be our colleague, and now he is still making a living following our factory, so what's not good?"

A group of people were like children visiting a park, drilling in and out of Guan Liang's new car, touching this and that, while complaining about "petty," "300,000 wasted," and so on.

They couldn't afford it themselves, but others spent money wrongly. Wasn't this also something worth celebrating?

Guan Liang's face turned green.

He knew these people's psychology too well; it was just sour grapes.

But if it wasn't for Li Ye leading the trouble, who would dare to say that a 300,000 imported car wasn't sweet?

As long as one person said something offensive, the people behind would add fuel to the fire without caring.

"Li Ye, why do you know these things? Since the fourth-generation Civic just came out this year, how do you know this isn't the fourth generation?" ===== CHAPTER 766 =====