mesbooks Chapter 101 A Mental Illness Can Only Be Cured by Power
Chapter 101 A Mental Illness Can Only Be Cured by Power
Chapter 100 A Mental Illness Can Only Be Cured by Power
After Tan Huasheng was dismissed from his post, he fell ill. He was very ill, coughing up blood from time to time, and was bedridden. Doctors were helpless to cure his illness because it was a psychological one, and only power could cure it.
Today, Sister Shan ran back to the company with a thick stack of payment slips in her hand and red eyes, wanting to get her husband's medical expenses reimbursed. However, Song Jiehui refused, saying that Tan Huasheng was no longer an employee of the company and the company would not cover the expenses.
Normally, retired employees or even those who leave due to injury are entitled to medical reimbursement benefits from the company, but Song Jiehui did not give him this option.
Sister Shan cried and wailed in the office for three whole hours. Her voice became hoarse, her tears dried up, and finally, everything went black and she fainted. Tang Xin felt a little sorry for her and asked Lin Chen to take her home.
Although Sister Shan used to arrive late or leave early at the office because of her husband's power, she didn't cause much trouble or spread rumors. She was quite considerate of Lin Chen. So after Lin Chen took her to the hospital, he bought some fruit and went to visit Tan Huasheng.
He admitted that he initially had some intention of just watching the spectacle.
Lin Chen also wanted to see what Tan Huasheng, who was once arrogant and invincible, would look like after falling from grace.
Upon arriving at the hospital ward and pushing open the door, Tan Huasheng lay on the bed with an IV drip in his arm. His face was as white as a sheet, and his eyes were sunken. His eyes, which usually shone with shrewdness and authority, were now dull and lifeless.
Upon seeing Lin Chen, Tan Huasheng struggled to sit up, propping himself up on the edge of the bed. He tried to adopt the serious demeanor he used to have when giving speeches at the company, but his weakened body wouldn't allow him to maintain that composure.
"What are you still pretending to be strong for?" Sister Shan said, feeling sorry for him, and put a pillow under his head.
Tan Huasheng sat up, stared at Lin Chen, his lips twitched, and his eyes were even a little moist. Lin Chen was the first person in the company to come and see him. Now the company was in complete chaos, and Song Jiehui was sharpening his knives. Who would dare to come and see him?
This world is too realistic. Once a person loses power, he is nothing. Lin Chen felt heartbroken and desolate seeing his once invincible self reduced to this state.
"Director Tan, I've come to see you." Lin Chen originally wanted to see him make a fool of himself, but at this moment, those thoughts seemed to have disappeared. Now that things had come to this, what was there left for him to worry about?
Tan Huasheng looked at Lin Chen with a very complicated expression and sighed: "Lin Chen, I really didn't expect that you would be the first person to come and see me."
Lin Chen said calmly, "Director Tan, don't think too much about it. Focus on getting better and recovering. Life is still long."
Tan Huasheng gave a bitter smile, a smile more painful than a grimace: "Still calling yourself Director Tan? How ironic. You've come here to laugh at me, haven't you?"
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Lin Chen was also being truthful: "I might have had that thought at first, but now I'm completely done with it. If you don't want to see me, I'll leave right away."
Tan Huasheng suddenly became agitated, coughing violently a few times, his chest heaving as he nearly couldn't breathe: "Lin Chen, tell me properly, in the four or five years I've served as the company's deputy director, have I made any contributions? Do I deserve this fate? I haven't taken a single day off in four years, and I'm always on call, available at a moment's notice, even on weekends. I've never missed a single day of work. And what has Song Jiehui done? What has he accomplished in the past two years?"
Hua Sheng became more and more agitated as he spoke, his eyes reddening: "The head of a company, he's like an idiot at work every day, just spouting a few words of nonsense in meetings, and then he goes to the provincial capital to be with his wife on weekends. What mess has he not cleaned up? Back when the water pipe repairs in Sakura Village caused someone's house to collapse and some people were causing trouble, I took a knife and attacked him directly, scaring him so much that he wet his pants on the spot. If I hadn't intervened, would he be in this situation today? He didn't have money for his office renovations, so didn't I just embezzle public funds for him? And what is it? Now, the Wushan Water Station is trying to kill me over such a small matter. It's just too absurd."
Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat.
I don't know if it's true or not, but I secretly thought that when Song Jiehui came to Sui County, he turned a blind eye to Tan Huasheng's arrogance. It turns out there was something else going on behind the scenes.
Song Jiehui deliberately kept a low profile, which was also a way of biding his time. He was actually quite cunning, but perhaps this was just a political tactic; this kind of thing was popular among company leaders.
Now that he has complete control of the company, he is slowly beginning to reveal his true colors.
Once the words were out in the open, Tan Huasheng seemed completely unable to hold back. After all, he had suppressed these feelings for far too long, and tears streamed down his face: "Lin Chen, you may not know, but when I inspected the Wushan water station, I went to the site and checked it line by line with the specifications. But is that how it's supposed to be done? The construction period is only three months, and Zeng Huihuang kept urging me every day, repeating the same thing over and over: it must be put into production on time, and he doesn't care about anything else. Lin Chen, what am I supposed to do? What can I do?"
Can I really deny his past glory? I discovered many problems during the inspection and then let them pass. I was negligent in my duties, but I'm certain that no matter who was in charge, there was no way to change things. No matter who you put in that position, that's the only way to do things. Who doesn't want to do things properly and be a decent person? But is that possible? Unless I quit.
The leaders above are all egoists. Once they're in power, they don't care about the lives of those below them. They all carry a flashlight, shining it on you every day, urging you on, but they never look at themselves. In fact, they are the ugliest ones...
These words struck Lin Chen's heart like a heavy hammer.
When he walked out of the hospital, the cold wind stung his face.
Lin Chen was shocked. He had never expected Tan Huasheng to say such shocking words. Even after returning home, he was still unable to calm down.
If he didn't earn money from writing novels, would he really dare to face all of this? Would he still be able to stand so straight? Would his penis still be so hard?
Lin Chen was at work today when he received a call from his father, Lin Dafu, saying that he had come to Sui County and was currently downstairs at Lin Chen's company.
This surprised Lin Chen a bit. Although Lin Chen's hometown was not far from Sui County, only a two-hour drive away, his father had only visited twice during the ten years Lin Chen had worked there.
Moreover, he always leaves in a hurry whenever he comes, not even bothering to eat. It seems like it was five years ago when my father last came.
Lin Chen dropped everything and rushed downstairs after receiving the call.
As I rushed out of the company gate, I saw that familiar, hunched figure under the bus stop sign across the street.
The father was wearing a faded blue cotton jacket and old rubber shoes with mud on his feet. In front of him stood two heavy bamboo baskets. One basket contained some leftover oranges, and the other basket contained several strips of shiny, dried cured meat wrapped in newspaper. The father knew that Lin Chen liked to eat cured meat, so he brought some on special occasion.
Upon meeting, the father didn't say much, but directly handed Lin Chen some cured meat: "Um, I picked out some oranges to sell, and your mother asked me to bring you some cured meat. Here, take it, I'll be back right away."
Lin Chen used to hope his father would pass away quickly because he was having a hard time. He wasn't worried about being ridiculed himself, but rather about his father being ridiculed.
Now, Lin Chen may have grown up, or he may have become rich; in any case, his mentality has completely changed. He directly grabbed his father's hand and said, "Dad, come sit in my office for a while. After I get off work, I'll have dinner with you and buy some things to take home."
After hearing this, the father quickly waved his hand and refused, saying, "No, no, you're so busy with work, don't worry about me. I'll just grab something to eat and go home."
Lin Dafu was also a little curious about his son's work environment, but he was also afraid that his dirty appearance would attract criticism. He really didn't want his son to be pointed at and talked about because of them.
"It's okay, our company leaders are very nice, they won't say anything, don't worry." Lin Chen grabbed him and pulled him into the company.
Upon entering the company, the father was timid and hesitant, seemingly quite frightened, and a little embarrassed when he saw people. Lin Chen, on the other hand, was very generous this time, introducing everyone he met: "This is my dad, he came to see me today."
Lin Chen settled him in the office's tea room and poured him a cup of hot tea: "Dad, you rest first. I'll finish this work and then we'll go out for dinner right away."
Tang Xin saw someone in the break room and came over to ask who it was. Lin Chen said it was her father. For some reason, Tang Xin felt a little nervous, like she was meeting the parents. She awkwardly went over to greet Lin Dafu and chatted for a bit. She praised Lin Chen for his energy and skill in bed. Lin Dafu bowed and told her to take good care of Lin Chen, and even gave Tang Xin a bag of oranges.
When Tang Xin came out of the tea room, her blush hadn't faded yet. She called Lin Chen over, raised her hand and slapped his arm lightly, with a hint of reproachful domineering: "Lin Chen, what's wrong with you? Your dad came all this way, what kind of behavior is it to leave him hanging in the tea room?"
Lin Chen couldn't understand this woman either, and replied, "Didn't you assign me a task that I have to submit by morning? What can I do if the report isn't finished?"
Tang Xin rolled her eyes, her voice still cool and aloof: "Leave the work to Liu Haoran. Now go and spend some quality time with your father. You don't need to come to work this afternoon."
Looking at her flushed ears, Lin Chen felt a burning sensation in his heart, and the urge to kiss her resurfaced. He suppressed it and curled the corners of his lips into a smile: "Alright, then I won't be polite. Just don't dock my pay."
Tang Xin quickly turned her face away, ignoring Lin Chen: "Nonsense, I gave you leave, why would I deduct your salary! Go keep your uncle company, don't get in my way here."
For some reason, Lin Chen found this young woman increasingly adorable and incredibly considerate.
In the afternoon, Lin Chen took his father to the most luxurious restaurant in the county. Lin Dafu stared wide-eyed at the prices on the menu, repeatedly muttering, "Too expensive! Too expensive! We can just have a bowl of noodles. This is such a waste of money!"
Lin Chen pressed down on his hand as he was about to close the menu, and said with a smile, "Dad, I'm earning money now, I can afford to treat you to a nice meal."
At the dinner table, Lin Dafu called his mother again to say that they were having a big meal, and his mother complained incessantly.
As they were about to leave, his father instructed Lin Chen, "Your boss is a good person, especially that Boss Tang. You must work hard and never let him down."
Lin Chen thought to himself that it wasn't like he hadn't done it before, so he could only reply perfunctorily, "Okay, I'll do my best."
Two days later, a bunch of useless people in the provincial company's biotechnology department, having nothing better to do, held several meetings, ate, drank, and had fun before studying and issuing a document. The gist of it was to build the company into a "resource-saving enterprise."
Holding the document, Song Jiehui waved his hand and ordered the office to take the lead in implementing and deeply interpreting it. There weren't many big awards in the office, and Tang Xin had thrown this thing at Lin Chen's head. If it weren't for the fact that this woman still had some conscience, Lin Chen would have really wanted to quit.
Lin Chen carefully read this piece of nonsense. It was all about how, based on the company's development needs, the company should be built into a cost-saving enterprise. The whole thing was just empty talk about "based on the company's development strategy" and "building a comprehensive cost-saving system." The detailed requirements were listed in hundreds of items, and the various indicators were so mysterious that they were dazzling.
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The key issue is that this plan also has a rectification period, which is three months later when the provincial company will send a team led by the Biotechnology Department to conduct an inspection, make public the results and rank the companies, and the company in last place will have to go to the provincial company to make a self-criticism.
Lin Chen felt uncomfortable after just a few quick glances. He couldn't understand what the hell they were trying to do. A water supply company was actually asking its employees not to use too much water. It was completely outrageous.
Lin Chen found it increasingly absurd. Two years ago, they were shouting about building a "safety-oriented enterprise," last year they were advocating for a "service-oriented enterprise," and this year they've just changed the name to the same old "frugal enterprise"—a mere facade. A new name every year, causing chaos and unrest among the staff—it's truly exhausting.
Early in the morning, Song Jiehui called Lin Chen over and asked him in a very serious tone, "Lin Chen, have you thoroughly understood and studied that cost-saving enterprise plan? You need to quickly communicate it to the lower levels. We must make it clear how we should do it. You need to know that last year when our company implemented this service-oriented enterprise plan, we ended up ranking last in the entire province. I even had to go to the provincial company to make a self-criticism. This year, we absolutely cannot let it happen again. I'll lose all face."
Upon hearing this, Lin Chen knew things were in trouble. Damn it, it's not that leaders lack ambition, it's that they're making a mess of things. Song Jiehui was going all out to achieve political success, only caring about shouting slogans and setting goals from above, while those of them running errands suffered. From now on, they probably wouldn't be able to leave work on time anymore.
"Director Song, I've been reading this document for a whole day. To be honest, there are over a hundred requirements in it, with various sub-items. The requirements are quite high. I'm not afraid of your criticism, but I don't know what to do."
Song Jiehui said firmly, "Lin Chen, our company has had too many safety incidents this year. The impact of the Wushan water station is still there. This time we must achieve something and strive to rank among the top ten in the province so that the leaders above can rest assured about Sui County and stop keeping an eye on us."
Lin Chen was utterly bewildered after hearing this. Top ten in the whole body? What a pipe dream! What kind of rotten fish is Suixian Company? How can they compete with others? Song Jiehui, are you out of your mind?
Lin Chen tried his best to remain calm: "Director Song, our county company is already weak. If you want to get a good ranking in this area, I think you'll have to put in a lot of effort and pay a heavy price."
Song Jiehui is now full of fighting spirit. Now that Tan Huasheng is no longer in the company, he wants to achieve something to prove his abilities. After all, he was suppressed for too long. Lin Chen has already foreseen that things will not be easy for him in the future.
Song Jiehui made the decision immediately: "Lin Chen, there's no room for discussion on this. You have to do a good job. I'll let you in on a little secret: I'm planning to give you some more responsibility in a while. Don't let me down."
Should we ease the burden?
What does that mean? Lin Chen's heart warmed.
If I understand correctly, this means a promotion and a raise. Lin Chen has only been a specialist for a year; the next position he could get is deputy director. That's impossible.
You're just making empty promises to me!
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