Zhao Changan was carrying a box of Songhe grain in the supermarket on the side of the road, and a king of Yuyan. He knew that his granddaughter Su Jing was in his third year of high school, so he bought two more boxes of pure milk.

When I arrived at the Nanjiao School Factory Community, there was a straight cement road worth more than ten meters wide. On both sides of the road were rows of bungalows and tile houses, and on both sides were eight houses. Every household used a little open space at the door and the wall to plant cucumbers, beans, loofahs and peppers,—

Zhao Changan glanced at it and found that there were ten rows. The last row was a four-story brick-concrete old building. Through the car window, you could see that the corridor was filled with debris, and many men and women were cooking in the corridor.

There are also such buildings built in the building. They were originally shared dormitories for single employees, but later they were turned into residential houses. A family of three or even four or five were squeezed into this small house of more than ten square meters. The toilets were public toilets on both sides of the floor, one was a men's toilet and the other was a women's toilet.

Guo Chengsong's granddaughter did not come back at school at noon, and his daughter and son-in-law would go out early and come back late, so only Zhao Chang'an and Liu Yihui and Guo Chengsong had a meal.

"Let's drink less at noon today. The three of them divide into two bottles, and then drink well in the evening."

Guo Chengsong is also a straightforward person. Although Zhao Changan's choice will bring him a lot of trouble. He can be a damn bored money without worrying about boiling water. However, he has to ask for a owed wage, pension, medical reimbursement, funeral expenses, and this is arrears of nearly three million. He has to ask for a owed hospital.

However, after all, the children of the two hundred laid-off workers and seventy or eighty retired workers have finally found some idea, which still makes him very happy.

Aunt Liu, who had heard the man talk about the situation, liked to go to the cold dish stall outside the community to buy roast chicken.

My daughter and son-in-law are not collecting ragged materials. I don’t know how many times I have been cheated after working in the past few years. Until now, the tuition fees for my granddaughter to go to college have not yet been settled. How could she not be anxious?

Now there is finally hope!

As soon as Liu Xueqin went out, it took more than ten minutes. When she came back, she held a large plastic bag of cold dishes in her hand.

"You're a generous one today!"

Seeing so many cold dishes, Guo Chengsong grinned.

"It's not that I'm generous, but Lao Sun is generous. He doesn't charge me any money. His two kids are old enough to get married. When his wife hears that she can enter the factory, she is so happy that her mouth is smirking."

Liu Xueqin smiled and explained to Zhao Changan: "The couple knows this craftsmanship. They are still good at working in the school and the laid-off workers. However, no matter how good they are, they are not as good as doing straight work in the factory. Moreover, their two sons are idle all day long, so they are unwilling to sell cold dishes by pushing a cart, and they are unwilling to do anything, and they feel embarrassed.——"

"Old Guo, Lao Guo!"

At this time, a guy in his early fifties and big and thick-looking man pushed open the gate of the gate with a 'clang~' and hurriedly walked inside and shouted: "I heard that the factory is going to relocate and recruit workers?"

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This wine was drunk from noon until it was dark at night, and people kept coming and going. In the end, Liu Xueqin simply set up three tables in the yard, which were filled with people.

In addition to the six bottles of Song He brought by Zhao Chang'an, Guo Chengsong's own room had a few bottles of "good wine" and half a barrel of grain wine, and two bottles of Xifeng wine that he had prepared to keep his granddaughter to get into college, were all taken to the wine table.

The neighbors in the family yard also had wine to bring wine, either stewed or fried to serve the dishes,—

Even if Zhao Changan had a good alcohol tolerance, he still had a lot of drinks. Liu Yihui was drunk before dark and went to bed next door.

In the evening, Guo Chengsong's daughter and son-in-law came back on a tricycle in silence. After hearing the good news, his son-in-law was an honest man. He drank six glasses in one go and toasted Zhao Chang'an.

Zhao Changan said that the conditions proposed were also spread throughout the entire school-run factory community at this time. However, what surprised him even more was that no one objected to the fact that he used two million to buy 35 acres of land in the old school-run factory area.

At least no one objected.

Some radical employees even proposed that this land should be used as an exchange for the new factory to accept employees of the school-run factory, and that would be a loss if you give it out of two million.

If you invest these two million in a new factory, it is not possible to build a larger scale, and buy more advanced machines.

After years of difficulties in laying off work, these employees have finally understood some things.

People come to invest to make money. Why do they have money to spend and make contributions to you if they have no reason?

Compared with the wages arrears arrears from the school-run factories and other various arrears, it is more important that they can have a decent job that can guarantee their family life.

So from their standpoint, the larger the new factory, the richer the more advanced the machines are, the more secure they are.

If the new factory inherits the previous debt, it might be dragged to death before the new factory starts construction, which would be really troublesome!

Even if you consider this for yourself, the school-run factories and the factory will have to ask for these debts every year, and then squeeze out toothpaste to find Yu Yuanming every year. Ren Shuzhi will always be able to finish them bit by bit in ten or eight years.

Moreover, the annual dividends from the new factory are not the good vault that needs to owe money at the end of each year?

Otherwise, if Zhao Changan is responsible for everything now, then don’t ask them to take away all the dividends of the school-run factories and the factory in the future. The employees in the factory will not be able to get a penny!

"We will first select ten representatives. Every employee in the factory must sign, and retired people must also sign it. Unless you do not plan to enter the factory, and if you are no longer Muye, you will want to call them and ask them to choose a client to sign it and agree to the solution proposed by Mr. Zhao,—"

Zhao Changan was also drunk and was dazed by Liu Xueqin and her girl to rest on the bed. It was a very old-fashioned wooden bed. The quilt was very soft and had a faint girlish body fragrance.

He listened to the lively sound outside and fell asleep slowly.

"Mom, why did you make a drunk person sleep in my house?"

A girl's voice.

"Shh! Stop clamoring Mr. Zhao, you go to Xiaoying's house to sleep at night. Your father, your mother, and your grandma can all go to work!"

The two of them were in the dark bedroom, lowering their voices and talking.

"Really, mom? I said why there are so many people in our family? There were so many people when we went to ask my godfather for a debt at the end of the year, but how could we be so happy!"

The girl's voice was filled with joy.

"Don't mention Yu Yuanming, your godfather for more than ten years is really in vain. Just treat your grandfather as a gun!"

"He has no choice, he can't steal money from his hands? This is the pain of reform. As long as you walk over, everything will be fine!"

"I don't know what pain is. I just know that it's not Mr. Zhao, you'll never know where to borrow the tuition for college next year! Your major is more than 6,000 yuan a year. How much money will you earn if your dad and I collect rags a day? A few days ago, I collected a fake motor of more than 100 kilograms, and it will take a waste of time! I won't say anything, I left you a big chicken leg and eat it while it's hot."

"Mom, it smells so good!"
Chapter completed!