"I'm sorry, comrade, our Factory Director went to Beijing last week and isn't at the factory."
"Ah? Then when will he return?"
"He got on the train yesterday, he should be back in two more days... Comrade, how about I take you to the health clinic first?"
"No need, no need..."
"..."
"Oh dear, Director Zhai, I've heard so much about you... You're asking about Head Flower? That's our Lan County Textile Factory's new workshop, but I'm not in charge of that, you'll have to wait until Old Ji comes back."
"He'll take two more days to return?"
"Yes, he took the train early yesterday morning, and he should arrive by noon the day after tomorrow... Director Zhai, why don't I still take you to the health clinic?"
"No need, no need..."
"..."
"Comrade, about your injury... How about I accompany you to the Public Security station later?"
Upon hearing this, Zhai Huayuan's temples throbbed with veins.
