PFC Chapter 108: Well handled
Chapter 108: Well handled
As more and more people came in to press oil, long queues formed in front of each machine.
Each of them is responsible for two machines, which means they need to run back and forth.
After finally finishing processing the first person's grass seeds, Anjiu was about to go to the machine next to him when his sleeve was suddenly grabbed.
The man frowned and looked at her angrily: "Where is my fried dough cake? Why didn't you give it to me?"
Anjiu lowered her head and looked into the groove under the machine. There was indeed a slightly curved, cake-like object inside, but she hadn't noticed it.
"Let go, I'll get it for you."
The anger in the man's eyes grew stronger, and he slowly loosened his hand.
After Anjiu returned to the machine, he took off his empty bag and put all the oil cakes in the groove into the bag.
Not a single piece left.
Just as she was about to stand up, a hand crossed over and pointed at the mouth of the machine, saying, "There's another piece! Put it in there too!"
It was the man who was worried and lay on the platform to supervise.
It is so meticulous that even the smallest piece hanging on the machine mouth is not spared.
Considering that the food was hard-earned, Anjiu lowered his head, carefully took it off, put it in his pocket, tied it up and handed it over.
What she didn't expect was that the man actually opened it again, reached in and stirred it with a loud noise.
Anjiu just took a look and walked to another machine to squeeze oil for the people in line.
Seeing that he had found nothing wrong, the man tied up his pockets again, snorted coldly, turned around and said to the people behind him: "You better watch carefully, some people are dishonest and always want to take other people's things!"
When he mentioned the word 'unclean', he emphasized it.
The person behind him looked embarrassed and looked around but didn't look him in the eye.
It would be fine if he was complaining in a low voice, but you were speaking so loudly, are you afraid that others won’t hear you?
Even the roar of machines in the oil press cannot stop people from being naturally sensitive to malice.
Look, look, the staff who are pressing oil for him are looking over here...
The man noticed Anjiu's gaze, raised his pocket provocatively and shook it vigorously.
"If I hadn't discovered it in time, I would have been fooled by her!"
Seeing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, the people behind him lowered their heads and kept some distance from him.
After the man vented his emotions, he saw that no one paid attention to him. He felt a little bored and started to get scared.
He hurriedly walked out carrying the cloth bag, as if there were jackals chasing him, and started running as soon as he went out.
The oil press was still roaring, but everyone in the room was aware of what had just happened.
The scolding is quite nasty...
It's like tearing someone's face off and crushing it under your feet...
The people queuing behind the two machines that Anjiu was in charge of were nervous, worried that she would deliberately make things difficult for them.
Nothing else is needed, just loosen the gap with your fingers a little, and the grass seeds as fine as gravel will fall down...
Or if you accidentally kick the machine, the oil bottle will be knocked over and the oil inside will gurgle out...
This was not what they imagined; they actually saw it with their own eyes.
The final explanation of these people is just two words: accident.
They can only grit their teeth and swallow it.
So some people who reacted cursed the man who had just caused trouble in their hearts!
I wish I could chase him out and bring him back myself, so that everyone can pay for their debts themselves!
Looking at the staff members coming back, the palms of the person first in line were full of sweat.
I watched her put the grass seeds into the machine - don't miss any!
Look closely at the oil bottle under the oil outlet - keep it steady and don't let it fall!
The staff member picked up the three corners of the bag and shook it, gathered the remaining grass seeds together, and poured them all in.
As the last drop of oil fell from the oil outlet, the bag of oil cake was placed back on the platform.
The staff member turned around and left quietly.
There were no surprises throughout the whole process.
No!
He picked up the oil bottle in a trance, blocked the bottle mouth with his thumb, and held a heavy bag in the other hand - he knew how many oil cakes could be produced after pressing the oil so many times.
Not a single piece is missing.
He stared and looked at the staff member's appearance again. He couldn't tell what he felt, but he remembered her anyway.
It would be great if I could meet such staff in the future...
In addition to the people in line, temporary colleagues were also secretly observing Anjiu's reaction.
They originally thought that she was young and thin-skinned, and would not be able to stand being framed and would make mistakes. This way, when they made small mistakes at work, with her as a contrast, their own mistakes would not be considered a big deal.
Unexpectedly, she held back.
The older colleague next to him turned around and glanced at Anjiu subtly.
My first impression of her has changed.
Then he glanced at Brother Wang unnoticeably.
Even though he seems busy at the door, he actually knows everything that goes on in the house.
Just as she was about to look away, Brother Wang suddenly turned around and looked at Anjiu.
That look was one of appreciation.
This girl really did a great job.
In the eyes of others, they are indeed employees of the oil press, but in reality they are just temporary workers sent by others.
No matter what happens, the normal operation of the oil press is not allowed to be affected.
Once they enter here, they become humanoid machines. Whatever they hear or see, even if they are framed, it doesn't matter.
Therefore, she was right not to respond. If a real quarrel broke out, Brother Wang would not support her. He might even slap her in public after driving the man away and tell her to get out.
And she did a very good job afterwards. She didn't throw a tantrum, didn't complain that no one told her where the oil-crust cakes were, and didn't make any mistakes at work. She just did her job quietly.
The matter was handled very calmly.
She's a steady girl.
When the woman walked to the machine, she put all the thoughts in her mind behind her and focused on her work carefully and steadily.
She handled the matter well, which invisibly put a lot of pressure on them.
Although there is no such thing as perfect work, now they are competing to see who makes mistakes later.
After all, no one wants to be the first to stand out.
The machines kept roaring, and the people's movements went from being unfamiliar at the beginning to becoming more and more skilled, but the number of people in the queue remained the same.
They had no time to rest, not even time to drink water.
If the grinding sound from the machine over there stops, I have to hurry over to get more material. If there is no material over here, I have to hurry back, running back and forth.
In addition, he had to bend down to get the oil-dregs cake, and the pain in Anjiu's stomach gradually subsided.
In such an environment, she was completely unaware of the passage of time.
Until she was tapped on the shoulder.
They are people who come to work in the afternoon.
Anjiu gave up his seat and followed the workers from the morning shift to the corner to take off his work clothes, walked to the gate to return them to Brother Wang, and then he could collect his work badge for tomorrow and leave work.
When it was her turn, Brother Wang held a corner of his work badge, preventing her from taking it away smoothly.
"Remember to come early tomorrow."