Wen Chanjuan glanced at the reports after reports on the table: "Can I take a look?"

"Well, my daughter is right, this is not a confidential document."

Wen Chanjuan nodded, took two copies at will, and watched seriously. Wen Chenggong took a deep breath, snatched the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and took a new document.

Min Chunhua came in with two glasses of water, and saw that the father and daughter were reading the report, but they didn't say anything, put down the cup and went out.

The study room was quiet, with only the sound of turning over papers. It was not until more than half an hour later that Wen Chanjuan said, "Dad, can I express my opinion?"

Wen successfully put down the document in his hand: "Juanjuan, you said."

"Dad, I think the service on the railway needs to be improved, that is, the attitude of the flight attendant."

"Oh? What exactly does it mean?"

Wen Chanjuan also has the memory of working on the railway before: "In my impression, our railway bureau, from leaders of all levels to flight attendants, is full of jobs. People who take the train have all kinds of people, including leaders with better family conditions or rich children. Of course, more are ordinary people. In this environment, some of our flight attendants have gradually developed the feeling of being superior to others. During the service, they unknowingly divide passengers into several levels. When they see those who are dressed in bright clothes, they look down on others. When they see those who are shabby, they look down on others and talk to the flight attendants. The flight attendants like to ignore them. If this continues, it will be very unfavorable to the future development of the railway."

Wen Chenggong had heard of this situation before. In fact, not only on the railway, but also on department stores, post offices, and banks. When the leader discovered it, at most he would call the employees involved and educate him in his thoughts: "According to Juanjuan, how should this problem be improved."

"Our flight attendants can wear work permits with them. There is a simple and easy-to-remember work number on the work permit. Then each station has a complaint box. If a passenger thinks that the flight attendant has a bad attitude, he can complain. Then the leader makes a judgment based on the actual situation. If he should be punished, he will have to be punished. It cannot be said that the flight attendants are all unfamiliar. If they make these small mistakes, it doesn't matter. Now our society is equal. There should be no such situation where they feel superior and divide customers into grades. Passengers spend money to buy tickets, and they should receive corresponding respect and service."

Wen Chenggong nodded, thinking that his daughter's words made sense. Some employees of the Railway Bureau did have such situations of crossing the highs and lows, so it was time to rectify them: "In the past, Juanjuan was at work, and there were such colleagues?"

Wen Chanjuan smiled mischievously: "I can't be a person who loves to report on the news just because my father is the leader. Hehe, Dad, let the leaders of the department below check it out by themselves." Wen Chanjuan has memories of what happened before, but if she matches the characters and events, she has to meet people. She can't identify them one by one, so she really can't help with this.
Chapter completed!