"What? The product I designed has a problem?
The delivery deadline is going to be delayed?
How could something like this happen?
The samples tested fine back then, and it received rave reviews from all sectors at the exhibition. How could there be a problem?
Jiang Nanfang shoved his hand away.
"Watch your tone. You were present when the samples were approved. You clearly saw there were no issues!"
"If there's a problem now, it's because your assembly team didn't inspect it properly. What does it have to do with me, a designer?"
"Whether it has anything to do with you can only be determined by going to the scene. As a designer, shouldn't your first reaction to a problem be to shirk responsibility?"
Alright.
As an excellent product manager, the first reaction to a problem shouldn't be to shirk responsibility.
Although exhausted and still hungry, Jiang Nanfang didn't want to ruin her reputation.
Or betray Vice President Gao's trust.
And even less did she want this scoundrel to criticize her for it!
So, gritting her teeth, she said, "Fine, I'll go. But let's clarify first: if the problem isn't found to be with me, you owe me an apology for what you just said!"
Soon, the two arrived on the first floor.
Zhan Beijue drove, with Jiang Nanfang in the passenger seat.
She was so hungry.
The car weaved through the vibrant night market street, lined with bustling shops.
Looking at the dazzling array of food, Jiang Nanfang's mouth watered.
"Can we pull over and let me buy something to eat? I haven't eaten since noon, I'm so hungry."
As if anyone else had eaten.
Zhan Beijue hadn't eaten a bite since noon either.
But he didn't want to eat.
"At this hour, you still have the appetite to eat? Are you a pig?"
"Zhan Beijue, although we have some personal grievances, there's no need to resort to personal attacks."
"I bore you two children, and I'm a pig, so what does that make you? And what about your children?"
"..." Zhan Beijue glanced at her with a stern face. "What do you want to eat? Hurry up!"
Coincidentally, there was a steaming night market stall selling fast food by the roadside.
Jiang Nanfang pointed. "Eat this. Wait for me for two minutes, I'll be back quickly."
Zhan Beijue pulled the car over, and she got out, running to the stall owner.
"Boss, one order of fried noodles."
"Certainly. Anything extra? Eggs? Or sausage?"
"Add both eggs and sausage."
"Want chili?"
"No. How much?"
The boss glanced at the car Jiang Nanfang had just gotten out of. "Just one order?"
Implying, did she want to get another one for the person in the car?
Zhan Beijue didn't smell of alcohol at all and looked neat and tidy. He probably hadn't eaten either.
Jiang Nanfang felt like a saint.
With their relationship at this point, she still wanted to care if his stomach was full.
"Forget it, forget it. Add another order."
If her kindness wasn't appreciated and he refused to eat it, she would eat both portions herself.
It would be like making up for the hunger of the past two days!
The boss worked quickly, but it still took five minutes to fry two portions.
Jiang Nanfang got back into the car with the fried noodles, Zhan Beijue's face as dark as that of the renowned Judge Bao.
"Didn't you say two minutes? What time is it now? You have no concept of time at all."
"You, you always..."
Jiang Nanfang handed the fried noodles in front of him, trying to shut him up.
"You probably haven't eaten either, so I bought an extra one for you. Time was wasted on you, so don't wrongly accuse me."
The cheap cooking oil, mixed with various seasonings, made the food look exceptionally fragrant.
In the confined space of the car, in front of someone who had been hungry all day, the aroma hit them like a gust of wind, and Zhan Beijue couldn't help but swallow.
But!
"Who asked you to buy it for me? I would never eat this kind of garbage from a roadside stall. It can cause intestinal cancer."
She knew this kind of snob would look down on what ordinary people ate.
Jiang Nanfang took the noodles back with feigned sincerity.
"If you don't eat it, fine. Then you drive, and I'll eat mine."
The plastic bag was opened, releasing a rich aroma. Golden eggs, bright red sausages, and noodles coated in various sauces looked truly appetizing.
Jiang Nanfang ate heartily. Zhan Beijue glanced at her and irritably rolled down the car window.
"Normally, if you dared to eat in my car, especially this kind of garbage, I'd kick you into the Pacific Ocean."
It's only because you just had surgery!
But he didn't say the latter part.
It smelled so good, and Jiang Nanfang was so hungry, she ate without any pretense of decorum.
"Got it, got it. Just this once. If you hadn't insisted I ride in your car, I wouldn't bother eating in it."
Jiang Nanfang overestimated her appetite.
After eating only half, her stomach was so full it couldn't take any more.
She burped and, adhering to the principle of not wasting food, slowly put more into her mouth.
She had reached the stage where food tasted like chewing wax, while Zhan Beijue's stomach rumbled with hunger.
This damned woman was always provoking him!
"I can't eat anymore, I'm full. I really can't eat any more."
After a couple more bites, she put the remaining half back into the box and leaned back in her seat, satisfied.
"You really aren't eating? If you're not, pull over again, and I'll throw the rest away."
Throw it away?
A bowl of fragrant food from a high-end manufacturer...
"No, I'm not eating. My background and upbringing don't allow me to eat this kind of garbage."
"Crash!" Jiang Nanfang threw the food into the trash can.
With fewer cars on the road at night, they sped along and soon arrived at the dock.
Staff were waiting at the entrance. Zhan Beijue parked the car, and they headed straight for the cargo containers.
The opened products were placed on the ground. A staff member pointed them out to Zhan Beijue.
"It's just being boxed, and it wasn't subjected to any external pressure, yet the casing is broken. What would happen if this were sent to the client?"
"We sampled ten boxes, and they're all like this."
Before Zhan Beijue could speak, Jiang Nanfang incredulously squatted down and picked up a product, examining it from all sides.
She spotted the issue immediately.
"It is indeed our product. But something is wrong. The materials used are incorrect."
"When I issued the drawings, it was specified that the casing material should be PVC. Why is this PA66?"
The casing had the logo of Gre Electric, making it impossible to deny.
Since Jiang Nanfang herself had stated this, it seemed the problem originated from the source.
Could the factory have mixed up the materials?
"Take out a few more boxes from inside to check."
Zhan Beijue instructed the staff.
Soon, ten boxes were brought out from the middle and the innermost parts.
Upon opening them, as expected, they were all incorrect.
"Jiang Nanfang, are you sure your drawings specified PVC?"
The mistake was consistent throughout. Besides an error in the drawings, he couldn't think of any other reason.
"I'm sure! It's not like this is the first time I've made this product. Would I make such a basic mistake?"
Jiang Nanfang declared confidently, "It must be procurement that made a mistake. Let's pull up the procurement list. There are many more clients to follow, we can't keep making the same mistake."
This product had secured hundreds of millions in orders at the exhibition.
If all of them were wrong, Zhan Shi would undoubtedly become a laughingstock.
Zhan Beijue gnashed his teeth in anger and took out his phone to call A Zhong.
Soon, A Zhong sent the procurement list along with the drawings.
"Procurement says there's no mistake. The boom tables and drawings they received both stated PA66."
"Jiang Nanfang, look at the drawings you made!"
Zhan Beijue yanked Jiang Nanfang towards him."