Richest Man: Divine-Grade Reconstruct System

After all, to be honest, ever since the establishment of the Nuclear Group, I have never been to the production workshop again, except for the very first time when I went to adjust and refurbish the equipment.

Of course, the main point is that I want to see the most authentic state of the factory.

To see how motivated the employees really are.

If I inform them in advance that I am coming for an inspection, I would definitely be surrounded by a crowd of people, and what I would mainly see are things intentionally shown to me.

Even in the nation, there are so many undercover groups, aren't there? This was Lin Yi's thought at the time.

He turned the steering wheel, and instead of heading toward the office area, he casually cruised around the plant area.

Finally, he parked the car directly outside a door labeled "Assembly Workshop 13," then pushed the door open, got out of the car, and prepared to walk inside.

However, just as he walked to the side of the workshop door, he heard a burst of scolding.

Following the sound, he saw a middle-aged man in a white work uniform scolding a group of dozens of people in gray work uniforms.

Lin Yi took one glance and knew that the middle-aged man in the white work uniform should be a position like a workshop director.

The crowd in gray should be the workers in the workshop.

Lin Yi was not surprised by this, after all, that's how the work at the bottom level is. The management styles of a lower-level leader and a high-level manager are definitely different.

After all, they are dealing with workers whose educational level is generally low; they cannot be simply guided but must use a carrot-and-stick approach.

In which the stick is definitely more than the carrot.

If there is no strength, you really can't manage it well.

Since these people were standing at the entrance of the workshop at this moment, Lin Yi couldn't just weave through them.

So he crossed his arms with interest, ready to see how this small workshop director managed things.

Perhaps because Lin Yi was standing right behind that workshop director, the workshop director didn't see Lin Yi, apart from those being scolded inside.

At this moment, the workshop director was holding a file bag in his hand, pointing it in the direction of the crowd while scolding:

"I've mentioned it more than once in meetings, pay attention to quality, pay attention to quality. Is this how you fucking pay attention to quality??

The parameter was off by 0.031, and it was only fucking found after five minutes?? Those five fucking minutes directly scrapped 150 circuit boards?? One hundred and fifty, each costing three hundred!

Nearly fifty thousand yuan scrapped just like that, do you know?? Fifty thousand yuan!

You bastard, the fine has just been imposed, it's five thousand! My damn monthly salary is only fifteen thousand, and now a third of it is fucking fined!"

Every sentence from the workshop director included swearing, as if he couldn't speak without those three words.

But judging by the expressions of the people below, they didn't seem to care as if they were used to it.

Lin Yi frowned helplessly at this, also giving him an understanding of the situation.

Regarding the matter itself, Lin Yi had no particular opinion — whether the production was wrong or fines were imposed; these were all clearly regulated matters.

His main thought was calculating that the quality of this lower-level management still needs improvement.

Thinking this, he prepared to leave, realizing the meeting wouldn't end anytime soon; rather than wait, he might as well wandered over to the workshop next door.

Just as he was about to turn around, the words from the workshop director made him stop in his tracks:

"Who the fuck is in charge of workstation number 2156? Whoever it is, pay the fine and pack your things to get the hell out!"

With these words, Lin Yi couldn't help but furrow his brows even deeper.

Fines were fine, but packing up and leaving seemed a bit too much?

So he paused his movement, looked up again in that direction.

At that moment, with the workshop director's words, the crowd began to point and chatter about a young girl in the group, who looked very innocent and indeed somewhat thin.

The chatter filled the air:

"Oh, it seems Xiao Du is really out of luck this time."

"It shouldn't be, Xiao Du is so diligent usually, how could this happen to her."

"Are you seriously that clueless or just dumb? Isn't it like lice on a bald monk's head?"

"Hey hey, better watch your words, don't bring trouble on yourself."

The buzzing chatter clearly annoyed the workshop director, who slammed the fine-filed material bag to the ground with a snap, scolding harshly:

"What the hell are you all chattering about? Come on, I'll give you the floor, come up and talk if you dare!"

Upon seeing a single line shutting everyone up, the workshop director once more scolding harshly:

"Asked again, who the fuck is responsible for workstation number 2156?"

In the next moment, the girl named Xiao Du stepped forward with her head down, eyes teary, and nervously began to speak:

"Director, I'm in charge of 2156, but this really wasn't my fault. I went to the bathroom and turned off the machine, but..."

However, before the girl could finish her sentence, the workshop director already waved his hand interrupting her words:

"No need to tell me this nonsense, you handle the five-thousand-yuan fine yourself, and immediately pack your things and get out!"

With these words, the girl's tears immediately began to fall, her hands clenching the corners of her work uniform tightly.

Yet there was a hint of stubbornness in the girl:

"It really wasn't my responsibility; I really turned off the equipment, and I even specifically asked Meng Qi to watch it for me."

However, just after she finished speaking, a short youth with a face full of acne near her immediately objected, pointing at Xiao Du and exclaiming loudly:

"Du Lei, stop pushing the blame on me. By the sounds of it, you're saying it was me who secretly turned on your equipment? Just because I tried to chase you before doesn't mean I'll cover for you, this is your business, not related to me at all."

At this point, Lin Yi at the entrance frowned more deeply, especially seeing the girl's expression, it didn't seem to be a pretense at all.

If what this girl said was true, then there really was a problem here.

He glanced up, quickly spotting the surveillance camera overhead, Lin Yi stood there suddenly and offered a suggestion:

"Why not check the surveillance if you really want to know who's responsible?"

However, as he said this, it immediately drew everyone's attention.

Especially that middle-aged workshop director, who instantly turned around, only to see an unfamiliar young man, instantly darkening his expression:

[To be continued...]