"Those few people who usually seem quite honest, it turns out they all have issues. Like Section Chief Wang from the breeding factory, such an ambitious person, yet he also..." Wang Xiaobao shook his head, "Dad, if those people really have problems, how should we handle them?"
"Fines, suspension for reflection. Rewards and punishments must be clearly defined," Wang Xiaoqiang said.
"Dad, we can't keep people like that around, let's just replace them directly."
"Too clean water has no fish; too scrutinizing a person has no followers," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "A major personnel shift would have too much impact. It would cause significant upheaval for the company. Besides, their courage to admit mistakes suggests they have a heart for remorse. We should drive them to desperation before giving them another chance, then they'll learn to cherish it," Wang Xiaoqiang said, looking at his son, "Do you understand what I mean?"
"Dad, I understand. I'll take care of it right away." Little Bao stood up.
Wang Xiaoqiang added solemnly, "Don't focus solely on the company's profits and performance; you should pay attention to the company's culture and discipline..."
Wang Xiaobao nodded heavily, then left the villa and went to the company to individually meet those who sought him. Upon questioning, they all indeed admitted their mistakes β abusing power for personal gain, embezzling and stealing company assets, all sorts of filth and corruption.
If it hadn't been for Wang Xiaoqiang stealing clothes yesterday and having a flash of inspiration to warn these people, these individuals would likely keep deteriorating the company like parasites.
Old Man Jiangg, who was responsible for the fish pond, was the most ridiculous; every month he would steal four or five fish from the pond to cook for his grandson to eat.
Little Bao suspended all these people for reflection, and they immediately burst into tears, full of regret. They directly kneeled in front of Little Bao,
For company mid-level employees like them, the minimum salary is over twenty thousand, while elsewhere they might not even earn six thousand.
Moreover, the company is close to home; who would want to give up a high salary close to home to go work elsewhere?
...
After Wang Xiaoqiang and Xia Guifang had breakfast, they went to the old house. Hongmei, seeing Wang Xiaoqiang visiting, was clearly more attentive than yesterday despite feeling anxious inside, pouring tea and offering cigarettes, truly fulfilling her role as a nanny.
Wang Xiaoqiang smiled and said to Hongmei, "Alright, you go outside, we have things to discuss."
"Why don't we have lunch here today? Chairman, you like eating egg noodles, right? I'm best at making them. Besides, you don't often come back, so I'll make a few dishes for you and Grandpa Wang to have a couple of drinks together..." Hongmei had to be praised for her tactful speech, and today she was evidently well-dressed, heavily made-up, flirtingly throwing glances at Wang Xiaoqiang while speaking.
"Okay." Wang Xiaoqiang smiled.
Seeing Wang Xiaoqiang still smiling back at herself, Hongmei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, swayed her perky hips and walked out of the main hall to the kitchen, telling Little Juan, "Hey? Little Juan, make egg noodles this noon, and stir-fry a few more dishes..."
"Chairman Wang does seem to like my egg noodles," Little Juan said happily.
"Hey, Little Juan, can I discuss something with you? Today, say that I made the egg noodles." Although Hongmei was discussing it with Little Juan, her face held a certain grimness, appearing rather domineering and forceful.
"What? The noodles I make become yours? Why don't you make it yourself..." Seeing Hongmei's firm attitude, Little Juan was reluctant.
Hongmei can also make egg noodles, but the taste undoubtedly wouldn't be as good as Little Juan's; whether it's edible is the real issue.
"Little Juan, just let me beg you this once." Hongmei held Little Juan's hand and shook it. "Next time in the city, I'll treat you to a meal..."
"Alright." Little Juan was the type who responded better to gentleness than force. Seeing Hongmei pleading, she agreed.
...
Main hall.
"Dad, Mom, I have to say, the egg noodles we had yesterday were really good. Was it made by Hongmei?"
"Where? Not at all, usually it's Little Juan cooking..." Mother replied truthfully.
"Yes, Little Juan is more diligent," Wang Kuishan said, "That Hongmei is just sweet-talking and clever with her eyes... loves to slack off. But in fact, there isn't much work at home, it's mostly cooking and laundry. Frankly, having two nannies is really unnecessary; it's a waste of money... We couldn't go against your brother, both nannies were hired by him."
"Dad, Mom, I want to replace one."
"Replace one?" The old couple was taken aback.
"Yes, replace Hongmei. We don't keep slackers at home," Wang Xiaoqiang said firmly. "Of course, laziness isn't the major problem, the key issue is I found that Hongmei is restless, loves gossiping, and nothing in the house remains a secret if she's around. Even trivial matters get spread all over the place."
Wang Kuishan and his wife nodded, acknowledging that Hongmei indeed had a loose tongue.
"Dad, Mom, although we live in the countryside, my brother and I are no longer ordinary villagers. Let's take my brother for instance, he's a significant real estate figure domestically, often appearing on TV and newspapers, considered a celebrity. If family affairs are exposed, it would negatively impact him. Same goes for me, and Little Bao..."
Wang Kuishan and his wife might be illiterate, but their instinct wasn't blind; they understood their son's words and expressed support. Wang Kuishan waved his big hand, "Qiangzi, do what you think is right..."
Seeing his parents understand and agree, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief,
He understood that family matters were no small issues, sometimes even more significant than company matters.
If his parents disagreed to replace Hongmei, then she could stay in the Wang Family as long as he, as their son, had to respect his parents' opinions.
Self-cultivation, family management, governing the nation, bringing peace to the world.
If one cannot manage family affairs well, how can one govern the nation? How can one bring peace to the world?
Family matters are indeed important.
Don't underestimate a small nanny, a small nanny can ruin big things,
Especially since Wang Xiaoqiang isn't just any ordinary person, and his son Wang Xiaobao isn't ordinary either; they both possess superpower. If this matter were discovered and spread by Hongmei the nanny, things could escalate greatly.
As they talked, it was already lunchtime.
Little Juan had already stir-fried the dishes, and Hongmei brought them to the dining table in the main hall, coyly flexing, "Grandpa Wang, Grandma Wang, Chairman, Sister-in-law, come have lunch, taste the dishes I cooked. By the way, Chairman, your favorite egg noodles, I'm just about to make them, they'll be ready in no time, less than ten minutes..."
After speaking, Hongmei carried the tray of dishes, swayed her hips and returned to the kitchen,
"Dad, Mom, you start eating, I'm going to make a call." Wang Xiaoqiang said, standing up to quietly walk to the kitchen door,
Given Wang Xiaoqiang's cultivation base, he could naturally walk as softly as possible. So when he appeared at the kitchen door, neither nanny noticed him.
In the kitchen, Little Juan was busy making egg noodles, while Hongmei sat in a chair munching on melon seeds. As she snacked, she said to Little Juan, "Little Juan, today use your best noodle-making skills. If you can satisfy the Chairman, I'll treat you to seafood..."
Wang Xiaoqiang timely walked into the kitchen, smiled and said, "Little Juan, making noodles?"
Upon hearing Wang Xiaoqiang's voice, Hongmei's hand trembled, and melon seeds scattered all over the floor, then like an electric shock, she sprang from her chair, turning to stare at Wang Xiaoqiang, her face turned white as a sheet, "Chair-Chairman..."
"Oh, I'm just starving to death, I could starve to death now, Hongmei, your egg noodles, why aren't they done yet?" Wang Xiaoqiang smiled at Hongmei.
Hongmei stood gaping, tongue-tied, realizing that Wang Xiaoqiang heard her call him a starving ghost yesterday, and now he called himself a starving ghost, making it evident that he overheard, and she never expected Wang Xiaoqiang to enter the kitchen, unveiling everything.
Hongmei felt an overwhelming sense of shame, nowhere to hide. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, you are welcome to go to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast recommendation votes, monthly votes, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read at m.qidian.com.)