Yao Ying came by at noon to bring lunch, "I got you a one-month leave."
What? Zhang Wei was stunned. He knew that with a doctor's note, he could definitely get leave, but he was only thinking of taking half a month off.
Even if he didn't take on new projects, there was still other work to do at the factory. Taking a month off, he didn't know how the factory would handle the busy workload.
Taking a month off for just one surgery? That's a really long time. "Can you get that approved?"
"Old Zheng was grumbling, not looking very willing. I just told Director Zheng, 'When did you ever take less than a month off for surgery?'" Yao Ying angrily mentioned how Director Zheng seemed to smile when he heard about Zhang Wei's illness.
"I've mentioned before, Old Zheng isn't very honest, but you insisted I was overthinking."
