Time passes day by day, and the weekend is here in a blink of an eye.

Jiang Xiaobai was busy all morning at Daxing Glass Factory. Two units came to purchase goods, and Jiang Xiaobai personally came to receive them.

There is no such thing as weekends at this time, and the rest times specified by each manufacturer are not necessarily the same.

For example, Daxing Glass Factory has two days off per month, and the rest of the time is working day.

But the popular rest day system at this time was single rest.

The last day of every week is a rest day.

But needless to say about the implementation, the leaders of various factories will often shout slogans about working hard for 100 days or half a year.

Taking a single day off has become a luxury, and the country did not officially issue a document on the double day off system until after 1995.

However, full implementation will have to wait until the 21st century.

Before Jiang Xiaobai traveled through time, some places had already implemented a 2.5 rest day system on a trial basis.

I have a rest every Friday afternoon.

But these have nothing to do with Jiang Xiaobai. He is the factory director and the boss of Daxing Glass Factory. Who dares to care whether he takes a break or not.

Moreover, Jin Guoyan and others wished that Jiang Xiaobai would not come to the unit every day so that they would not have to face such great pressure from Jiang Xiaobai.

As soon as he left the office and went down to the first floor of the red building of the factory office, Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but wrap up his clothes tightly. At this time, there was no global warming, and it was still quite cold after nine cold days.

"Director Jiang, please go out." The man in the mailroom of the factory office asked, drinking through the small window.

"Well, get out." Jiang Xiaobai nodded. There was an old man as a doorman at Daxing Glass Factory, and an old man in the mailroom of the factory office.

There is also a security department in the factory, and there are seven people in the security department.

These are all idlers in the factory, and they all belong to Jiang Xiaobai's reform plan. But for such an old man, if we really drive him home.

Jiang Xiaobai really couldn't bear it.

"It's snowing outside, please go slower on the road." The voice of the mailroom man came out of the window.

Jiang Xiaobai nodded, opened the door, lifted the thick curtain and walked out.

Sure enough, snowflakes were already flying in the sky. After starting the car for a long time, the GAZ 24 started to fire.

Jiang Xiaobai drove slowly out of Daxing Glass Factory.

Today is the day for the scheduled educated youth gathering.

I forgot to tell Wang Xiaojun not to tell others about Jiang Xiaobai Garment Factory. I don’t know if Wang Xiaojun has this consciousness.

It doesn't matter if others know about it? The key is that Li Siyan will also go back to today's party.

If Li Siyan knew about it, he would inevitably have to make up a lot of lies to deal with it.

Neglect, Jiang Xiaobai sighed secretly in his heart.

There are very few pedestrians on the streets in winter, and with the snow falling, there are not many people along the way.

Jiang Xiaobai was thinking about the Daxing Glass Factory, and he stepped down on the accelerator a few seconds without instinct.

But just when he turned a corner, Jiang Xiaobai's eyes narrowed.

He said "fuck you" and then quickly stepped on the brakes.

"Creak." The car tires locked up and the sound of friction on the ground came out.

"Boom."

"Ouch."

The car stopped and Jiang Xiaobai quickly opened the door and got out of the car.

Jiang Xiaobai never thought about causing trouble and escaping, even though there was no surveillance at this time and there were no pedestrians on the road.

As soon as he got out of the car, Jiang Xiaobai saw a wheelbarrow overturned on the ground, with its bamboo frames scattered all over the floor.

Next to it, a middle-aged man was still lying in the snow, shouting "Ouch, ouch".

Based on the countless car accident scenes that Jiang Xiaobai has seen in his later generations, first of all, it can be ruled out that it was a collision.

Without him, at this time, first of all, there is no porcelain industry.

Secondly, there is no condition for touching porcelain.

First, the people who own cars at this time are all leading cadres, and it is almost as easy as courting death to get into trouble.

Second, at this time, there is no time when those bad old people are still young and have not thought of these harmful tricks.

Third, there are relatively few vehicles at this time. If something really happens, you may not be able to get a car even if you stand on the roadside and wait for a whole day.

Seeing that the middle-aged man was still able to hum and moan, Jiang Xiaobai felt relieved.

At least it can be rescued.

"Brother, how are you? You don't feel well. Let me help you get into the car and we go to the hospital."

Jiang Xiaobai quickly ran to the middle-aged man and asked nervously.

"Wait for me to slow down a moment," the middle-aged man's thinking was relatively clear.

"Okay," Jiang Xiaobai looked at the man and found that there was no blood.

I looked again at where the car was parked, and I probably understood.

He probably didn't hit anyone, but the cart was damaged, and the man pushing the cart was also knocked down.

However, Jiang Xiaobai still did not dare to be careless. In winter, human bones are relatively brittle, and they may break even if they fall, let alone being carried down by a trolley.

After a while, Jiang Xiaobai helped the man stand up from the ground.

"I'm sorry, brother, it's all my fault. I drove too fast and didn't notice you. Take a few steps and see if there are any problems with your bones or anything."

Jiang Xiaobai asked.

"It's nothing," the middle-aged man stood up and walked a few steps. Then he saw the bamboo frames scattered on the ground, and his heart suddenly ached.

"Let's do this, brother, you get in the car and I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup. These frames are all mine and I'll compensate you."

Jiang Xiaobai said quickly.

"Are you going to compensate me for the bamboo frame?" the middle-aged man asked in surprise.

At this time, most people were still reasonable. Jiang Xiaobai turned a corner and the two of them bumped into each other.

To say it was all Jiang Xiaobai's fault, it wasn't. His bamboo frame was broken, but the trolley also damaged Jiang Xiaobai's cart.

If he were really asked to compensate, he wouldn't be able to afford it.

"Well, compensate." Jiang Xiaobai nodded. He still thinks of future generations. No matter what, he is a car and should bear responsibility.

"This is your car?" the middle-aged man asked worriedly.

"My car is fine. It's bumpy and bumpy, it doesn't matter." Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand casually. Although the new car crashed, he felt distressed.

But compared to the person who was hit, that was nothing.

The person who was hit was fine. Is there any better news than this?

"Forget it, your car is quite good. I don't know how much it will cost to repair it after it was hit like this. You don't have to pay me for the frame. It's not much money anyway." The middle-aged man thought for a while and said.

"That won't work," Jiang Xiaobai said, taking out his wallet from his pocket, counting out ten big unity cards, and thrust them into the middle-aged man's hands.

"This is too much, and it's not worth so much money." The middle-aged man said quickly.
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