After a period of time, I realized that they had a really bad relationship. Mr. Wang was a young man, once he worked as an ordinary employee at the Department of Radiology at the same hospital. But three months after he married the daughter of the hospital director, he got an opportunity for promotion and becoming a member of the administrative service division. However, Ms. Song was not so glad for his arrival. Some times she complained to me privately, “Mr. Wang was entirely not fit for this job.”
“You can talk to me if it really bothers you so much.” I tried to comfort her.
“You know…” she sighed deeply, “just some trivial things.”
Some days later, Director Song told Mr. Wang to print some files. He immediately executed and gave her the papers. She thumbed through the document, and suddenly noticed one page. “Oh,” she said, “The graphic on this page is covered in black shadows. It can’t be seen clearly. Didn’t you look over it before print?”
“Well, you just ask me to print it out.” the poor guy answered.
“Do you think I need to tell you such a simple thing?” she was annoyed.
As smelled a smell of smoke, I interrupted, “Let me make up the defects, OK? And Mr. Wang, would you like to print a copy again?” Thus the becoming storm calmed down.