The Noodle In Love
57. Fired Miss Yong

Despite the apparent misbehavior, Rushqi still insisted on showing his authority. Still object to the name of sir from me. He even said that he would shut the gate tight until Denis failed to deliver me chocolate.

But I'm not afraid of the threat. I still call sir even though the boy keeps saying objections to me. Which turns out, the high gate of the fence remains wide open for the arrival of Denis and his chocolate. Even we chatted three of them with excitement until the night was almost late.

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My work spirit is thinning and may soon run out. Today, I did not make a warning letter again even though there was a defect as big as an elephant that breezed in front of my eyes.

As expected, ita said miss Yong's message to me to meet him before lunch break. On my way to the QC office to fulfill miss Yonglah's call I am now walking.

"Excuse me, miss Yong called me?" I was polite when I opened his private space like an aquarium.

"Hemm," that's miss Yong's favorite style when called his subordinate, exactly the same as Rushqi.

"What's up, miss?" ask me politely.

But the sense of thump is also daunted by no means I guess. If it used to exist, because it can be ascertained if miss Yong called, there must be data errors from my writing that were detected by him. The one that was washed clean with his sharp mouth was I at last.

"Yesterday, why don't you make a high light one defect?" miss Yong asked with a sharp look at me.

"I didn't see a defect all day yesterday" I said flatly. Miss Yong seemed to be squinting with my relaxed demeanor.

"Is the entire machine line in the back end area so perfect?!" miss Yong asked starting with a shrill tone and voice. I've expected with the continuation of his reaction like this. Had doubt if the kidney pain was still torturing his body.

"I assume that the whole machine and the whole product are perfect, miss Yong," I said smoothly and casually. I hope there will be something important for me this time. Without difficulty talking to employees in HRD.

"The machine works perfectly??? Those back end people also worked perfectly?? Could it?? That's impossible, Velingga!!" Miss Yong screamed with glares at me.

Legally already, miss Yong has actually risen in blood this time around. The woman was anti-acceptance of any objection or self-defense answer a word from us.

"Can't it be without a reminder for a day?" ask me the origin of which I understand correctly with the rules set by miss Yong since long ago.

"Are you ready to cut your paychecks because I assume you're not doing any work, Velingga??!" miss Yong asked shrill at me, of course with increasingly bulging eyes.

"If you cut pay without nagging me like this, I'd rather not write a defect at all. But if you've been nagging like this and then cut the salary, of course I'm hurt" I said smoothly.

The white woman with the thin and tyrannical face was growing red now. I think I was very surprised by my voice in each of his screeches. The woman who appreciated the proof of work from the many defects in high light, would not have guessed if I suddenly defied.

"Velingga! How many reminders have you made till noon today??!" ask miss Yong who seems like it is impossible to talk low to me. His voice continued to screech.

"Nothing, emmh, not yet, miss," I said as calmly as I could. I tried not to be affected and trembled in the least with all the hardship miss Yong had on me.

"Not yet," my errata are flat whose meanings are not the same.

"No one yet??! Until what time can you find the defect?! You actually do work, don't do work?! You're trying to eat a blind paycheck??!!"

Miss Yong is shrill at me. I purposely provoked his anger. It would be a little more if I were silent or without rebuttal if he was talking.

"Why does miss Yong still doubt your own people? Isn't all the data records in each line that have been filled perfectly is a real proof of our work as well??" I asked to calm down so that miss Yong would just open his eyes a little.

"Velingga! When are you gonna be so good at talking, huh??!" longing miss Yong to me once again. I didn't bother this time, actually pity miss Yong. His recurrent kidneys are a little worrying for me.

"Follow me Velingga!" exclaimed miss Yong who then stepped out. I followed her long steps out of the room. We walked towards the production area at the back end.

Miss Yong stopped at the conveyor nosele cake after cooling on one of the production machines in the back end area.

Miss Yong took a few pieces of dried noodles without a care of gloves. That was forbidden to do. Ah, this woman is a hypocrite. The rules that he himself set up remain the rules. Only the warning letter was the main thing for him.

"See, Velingga, see!! Don't you have eyes??!" litching miss Yong blurred in the back end area. The woman is weighing. I understand very well what that means.

Scroll your eyes around. There was a silent Faruq bang listening from the machine across. Also the back end operators who steal our eyes are timid. Not to mention the children of the mixer and its leader who highlighted us from above. I was embarrassed, but already.

"I don't want to, miss Yong. I'm sorry," I refused when miss Yong told me to respond with a warning. All the dry noodles she weighed were over weight.

"Velingga!! Whatchu mean??! You don't want to do work, do you??!!" asked miss Yong screeching.

"I want to work without a reminder" I said trying to keep calm. Miss Yong's emotional peak will soon arrive.

"You don't want to make a reminder, which means you don't want to be QC. You want to quit your job??!!" longsing miss Yong to me. This is what I'm waiting for.

"I used to ask you, can I resign and quit my job well, but you said you can't. My work will be scorched. Turns out you lied to me, miss!" I said a little hard. The woman's narrow eyes glared glitteringly.

"You're packing all your things quickly. Don't come to work anymore. You are so rebellious,,!!! miss Yong's screams are pointing at me like possession. Ah, indeed the susuh has a woman's top, it's very easy bapernya.

"That's what I've wanted for a long time. Thank you, miss Yong. Take care of your health" I said hurriedly, then turned around quickly.

Surprised, there was a new manager, Errushqi behind me. Denis and Nurlahi are supervisors at the back end.

I nodded a little at the three men who suddenly were already there and listened. Who knows since when they came behind us. Because of their mutual emotions, miss Yong and I did not hear any footsteps from the three of them behind us.

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