I Transmigrated as the Antagonists' Mother!

57 Specially Prepared for the Factory Manager

Vivian looked at the cafeteria’s lobby. The ordinary employees sat in a row of 20-person combined one-piece tables and chairs.

Vivian turned to point at the round table and asked Shirley, “I didn’t see this table when I first came to visit the factory. Is this for the management?”

Shirley smiled and replied, “This is specially prepared for the factory director. I knew you were coming, so I asked someone to put it up quickly. Don’t worry about the flowers. They are fresh every day and ready at any time.”

“Is this the rule in place when factory manager Edwin was still around?” Vivian asked, puzzled.

Shirley nodded and continued with a smile, “But I added the flowers myself. I thought you’d be happy to see them during dinner. You’re under a lot of pressure as the director of the factory, so you can relax while eating.”

Vivian chuckled. It had been less than five minutes since she came out of the office and arrived at the cafeteria, and the other party had already sent someone to take care of everything.

As expected, while the efficiency of doing proper work might not be improved, the efficiency of currying favor with the boss was definitely high.

Vivian smiled at Shirley and said, “There’s no need to do such formalities here. Remove the tables. In the future, if there are guests coming to discuss business, you can put them up. It’s also good to pick some wild chrysanthemums in the green belt of the factory. There’s no need to prepare flowers all day.”

Then, Vivian took the initiative to line up at the place where they got their plates, and the others followed closely behind.

The workers were a little surprised to see this. They had never seen the director of the factory line up before.

The workers in front of Vivian were a little nervous. They turned to Vivian and said, “Factory Manager, you’re the leaders, so you have a lot of things to manage. You can go first.”

Vivian saw this and smiled. “No need. We’re the leaders and employees of the factory. We’ll just line up like you.”

After that, Vivian began to chat casually with the workers again. They were all topics of life, and everyone relaxed a lot. When they were done with the dishes and separated, Vivian became a serious and kind person in the eyes of the workers.

Vivian led a dozen people to an empty row of seats. Vivian sat in the middle, with Leon and Jeffery sitting next to her. Opposite her were a few department heads, and the other Chiefs and Directors were seated around them.

It was everyone’s first time eating with Vivian, so they were a little reserved and kept quiet without anyone taking the lead.

Meanwhile, Vivian’s attention was attracted by a pair of deep-fried spicy chicken wings on Leon’s plate.

She frowned slightly and touched Leon, who was eating with his head lowered. She coaxed him gently, “Baby, the ulcer in your mouth the day before yesterday hasn’t healed yet. If you eat this, it will definitely get worse. Can you not eat it today?”

Most children liked to eat deep-fried and heavy-tasting food. Even the future villain boss, Leon, liked it when he was a teenager.

However, when he heard Vivian’s words, he immediately withdrew his hand from the chicken wing and obediently replied, “Okay.”

Every time Vivian saw her son’s obedient appearance, she could not help but feel motherly love. She wanted to rub or kiss his face, but she had to restrain herself in public. She just leaned forward and kissed his head gently, showing a loving expression. “When you’re better in a few days, Mommy will let you eat them.”

Everyone was speechless.

They couldn’t associate the gentle-looking Vivian with the one who had just shot death’s gaze at them.

Henry, who had already seen Vivian’s face change, was secretly pleased. He had seen it a long time ago, and he secretly despised this group of ignorant people.

Sella, the head of production, saw this and smiled at Vivian. “Leon is so obedient. I’m so envious. My eldest son is also in the 6th grade. People say that puberty only starts after junior high, but I feel that my son has already entered it early. No matter what I say, he just has to do the opposite.”

Vivian and Leon’s faces froze at the same time. Jeffery choked on his noodles and gave Sella a look to smooth things over. Leon is in the second year of middle school at the age of 14. Boys have a strange growth cycle. Some grow taller in the beginning, and some only grow taller in high school.

Sella also came back to her senses and knew that she had said the wrong thing. She quickly echoed, “That’s right. One of my son’s classmates only grew up in the second year of high school last year. He grew 20cm in one year! He’s already 185cm now!”