Chapter 348 Broken factory and broken house

  No one spoke in the room for a while.

  Wang Cuihua broke the silence after a while.

   "This unlucky deputy factory director, whoever you like will be whoever you like, don't go to the iron root. Our family has a tractor, and if you work harder, you can earn a lot of money."

  Even Wang Cuihua, a rural woman, can tell that whoever goes to this shabby factory manager is unlucky.

   "It's about to close down, and the wages can't be paid. It's not good to work hard, and maybe take responsibility. It doesn't make much sense. Our family is not addicted to being an official. It doesn't matter whether it is an official or working hard. It is not shameful to make money based on ability."

  Suizi didn't speak, just looked at Yu Jingting.

  She has searched her memory several times, but in the memory of her previous life, she has no impression of this brewery.

   If there were no accidents, the brewery should have closed down in the previous life.

   disappeared in the long river of history.

  In the beer industry, the big fish eat the small fish has spread all the way from now to decades later, and in the process of reform, local breweries have already collapsed in batches.

   Suizi is somewhat contradictory at this time.

  On the one hand, she agrees with what Wang Cuihua said, as far as possible to avoid this kind of mess, you can make money by doing anything, and driving a tractor may be a way out.

  But at the same time, she felt that with such a factory, it was a good opportunity for Yu Jingting to exercise.

  She never worried about food and clothing at home, but she cared about Jing Ting's growth.

  Originally, he wanted him to exercise his management ability from top to bottom in a large factory with thousands of people, but most of the big factories like tobacco factories are Lao Zhang's products.

  Worshiping the high and stepping down the low, those who are willing to do things will always be overwhelmed by those with power in their hands, but they will inevitably be shackled by layers of shackles if they want to make a big splash.

   As long as a dilapidated factory like a brewery is on the verge of bankruptcy, as long as it has the absolute right to speak, it is also good for him to exercise.

   It's just that she was a little worried about whether Yu Jingting would feel ashamed.

  I have already tasted the feeling of being admired by all the stars, and now I go to a factory that is about to close down, and even Lao Zhang and his ilk can step on him a few times. Can a man with high spirits like him bear this?

  Suizi wrote worry on her face, and looked at Yu Jingting worriedly.

  Yu Jingting looked down at the daughter in his arms, as if thinking of something.

   After a while, he raised his head and said:

   "Get ready to move, the food problem of the two little radish heads of our family has been solved."

   Suizi froze for a moment, then relaxed her brows and eyes, as if she had taken a reassurance in her heart.

   What he meant was that he was going.

  Wang Cuihua was in a hurry.

   "People give you a trick, and you really jump in? If that kind of dilapidated factory really goes bankrupt, what will happen to you?"

"Not to mention that it hasn't closed down now, even if it does close down, I am a deputy factory manager, and there is no boss at the top? Lao Zhang also said that the house is divided, the house given for free, don't be Son of a bitch."

  Yu Jingting said it very lightly, as if it was a trivial matter.

  Wang Cuihua always felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it, she was satisfied with the psychology of being able to get a house for nothing and taking advantage of it.

   "That's fine. Get the house first, and if you get fired later, it's not a loss to us, but you have to think about it. When you meet those people from the original factory, they won't give you a good face."

  Wang Cuihua's words, Suizi was also worried.

  Men's face is too high, especially the men at the bottom of society, they are more and more concerned about face.

  But the higher the class, the less concerned about face. Throughout the past and present, people who can put down face have a greater chance of getting opportunities.

"No matter how they see me, I don't care about my business. I don't eat too much meat when I look at it high, and I don't eat too much when I look at it low. People's face is never obtained by seeking it. It has to be fought by strength. What is fighting against the country? Fighting in the front , fight first, and then there will be a country."

  When Yu Jingting caught the opportunity, he educated the girl in his arms. After the education, he felt two scorching eyes fall on him.

   Suozi was looking at him intently.

  Yu Jingting retreated a few steps tactically with the child in his arms, looking at Mr. Chen vigilantly, lest the peace-loving Mr. Chen would speak golden sentences to educate him.

   "I agree with Jingting's concept." Suizi said.

  Yu Jingting's waist straightened instantly, and even Xiao Luoluo in his arms could feel her father's inflated arrogance instantly.

   "The more those people look down on us, the more they don't believe that we can build the factory, the more we want to make a big success. Today they look down on us, tomorrow they will not be able to climb up!"

  Suizi made a bold statement to raise the ambition of the whole family.

  The whole family ignited their fighting spirit, and made an appointment in the afternoon to visit the house allocated in the factory.

   As a result, when I got to the place and looked at it, half of my fighting spirit was lost in an instant.

   "Can people live in this dilapidated place?!"

  Wang Cuihua stood outside the yard and looked at the scene of decay in the yard, dumbfounded.

  This is an independent small courtyard, the place is not small, but the house gives people a very weird and scary feeling at first glance.

  The weeds in the yard are bleak, as tall as half a person, and there is no doubt that a few snakes will emerge when a gust of wind blows.

  The tiles on the roof are also broken, and there is even a sound when the wind blows.

  The glass is all broken, with holes.

  At this time, the sun is blue and the sky is scorching hot, but standing outside the courtyard and looking in, I always feel that the dark air is pressing, which makes people inexplicably afraid.

  The one who led Yu's family over was one of the five existing employees of the brewery, who looked older than Wang Cuihua, a hunchback, surnamed Liu.

  Hearing Wang Cuihua question whether the house could be lived in, this Liu Luoguo smiled strangely and mysteriously.

   "Big sister, you are asking, this house is not suitable for ordinary people to live in."

   "Why, haunted house, has someone died?" Wang Cuihua became excited when she heard these metaphysics.

   "No one died, but the former factory director who lived there, and the former predecessor, the former former former, in short, the few families living in it either had a car accident or went crazy. Anyway, none of them died well."

   "There are so few cars here, how could there be a car accident?" Suizi asked.

   "I was trampled by a carriage, and my intestines were crushed by the horse's hoof."

   "Hey--" Suizi gasped, and silently retreated behind Yu Jingting, holding onto his sleeves with her small hands.

   No wonder Lao Zhang was so embarrassing when he came to report the letter. The co-author not only transferred Yu Jingting to a dilapidated factory that was about to close down and could not afford wages, but the house he was assigned was also a "quasi-haunted house" with weird legends.

  I really don't want Lao Yu to be good at home and make trouble everywhere.

   "Why is this house so evil? There must be some legend about karmic creditors?" Wang Cuihua asked.

"You're asking, no one is more familiar with this place than me. There used to be a big landlord who lived here. In the past few years, he was paraded in the streets every day and was criticized as crazy. Some people said that he haunted this house. Whoever lived in it Bad luck!"

  After Liu Luoguo finished talking about this passage, he wanted to see Wang Cuihua show a frightened expression, but Wang Cuihua lowered his head and rummaged through the big bag he carried with him.

   Turn out a drum? ? !

   There will be more rewards later~

  

  

  (end of this chapter)