Chapter 89 Successfully Escaped

It was a bright and sunny morning, but the workers at the machine factory would never forget the shock they felt that morning. It was Wednesday, May 22, 1985, an event known as the May 22 Incident. Years later, when they talk about this day, the older generation of machine factory workers still speak with great enthusiasm. They are particularly sensitive to numbers like May 22.

When we arrived at the factory gate, everything was normal. People gathered at the gate on foot or by bicycle, and streams of people poured into the factory.

After that, things changed. Instead of going into the workshops or office buildings, everyone gathered in groups. Exclamations of surprise rang out from the canteen entrance, the notice board, and the workshop entrance. Along the various paths within the factory, people picked up black and white slips to look at them. The images weren't very clear, but one could vaguely make out the faces and identify who it was.

Someone shouted, "It's clearer over there!"

Then the crowd began to surge toward the notice board, the workshop entrance, the office building entrance, and other places. The photos on the notice board were incredibly clear, and the people in front of them were so engrossed in looking at them that they didn't want to move. The crowd behind them grew larger and larger.

After figuring out the situation, one of the lackeys tried to tear up the photos, but was naturally stopped by the united crowd of onlookers. He could only hurriedly run to the leader's office to report the situation.

Soon, Shen Jiao and Qi Dongming's voices echoed throughout the factory. These voices seemed to bring the photos to life, as if recreating the scene on the bed for those holding the sheets and staring at the photos.

Everyone listened to the story of the sister-in-law and father-in-law, all the way to the story of the woman surnamed Yao. Most people ignored what happened after that, especially the workers, whose attention was entirely focused on the story of the father-in-law and sister-in-law, and on the moans that made them blush.

Yao Deyi and Yao Weimin stood at the workshop entrance, each clutching a sheet of paper, listening to the radio broadcast about fathers and sisters-in-law. The two men faced each other, their toes digging into the ground in embarrassment. Yao Weimin was incredibly grateful that he wasn't married yet.

When Li Yaozhong kicked open the door to the broadcasting room, a team of security guards rushed in with him. The small broadcasting room was packed with Li Yaozhong's men.

"Boss, he must have jumped out the window and escaped!" There was a commotion outside the window, with people everywhere downstairs.

Li Yaozhong stood at the window, squinted at himself, looked around, and pointed to the right, "There! Chase them!"

Without hesitation, his men rushed out. Wu Peng joined them inconspicuously, following at the very back.

Li Yaozhong was the last to step out of the broadcasting room, and he yelled at the two trembling broadcasters at the door, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and go inside and turn it off!"

Two broadcasters stumbled into the broadcasting room.

Li Yaozhong caught up with his security team, but Wu Peng was already gone.

Li Yaozhong divided the security team in two. "Liangzi, you take your men and go over there to chase them. The rest of you go and get the workers back to their posts."

Li Yaozhong assigned the remaining people to various locations, instructing them to mingle among the workers and persuade them to return to their posts as soon as possible.

Early this morning, the machine factory was like a vegetable market—no, even more bustling than a vegetable market. Who had the mind to go back to work? Why should they obediently return to the workshop to work? This matter couldn't be left like this. The leaders were out having affairs and playing around with women, yet they acted high and mighty in front of them, lecturing them. Did they deserve it? Did they deserve it? Their brains weren't on the right things; they were all focused on this kind of thing. These lustful devils had their minds full of lewd thoughts. No wonder the factory was getting worse and worse, no wonder their workers' wages couldn't be raised, and they were constantly being penalized.

Security guards blocked them from entering the office building, but all the windows were smashed.

Li Yaozhong broke out in a cold sweat; he had gone too far, and the situation almost spiraled out of control.

Wang Huaizhi's office was on the second floor, and it was the one that was smashed the most. He hid under the desk, with a sheet under his buttocks, sitting cross-legged with his hands clasped together, begging Wu Peng to make sure he could escape safely.

A gunshot rang out, and the building shook inside and out, then fell completely silent.

Li Yaozhong blew on the smoking muzzle of his gun, and with a wave of his hand, his well-trained men quickly stepped forward and grabbed a few troublemakers.

Li Yaozhong: "Everyone back to your posts, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The crowd was eager to move, but under the threat of Li Yaozhong's glaring eyes and the gun in his hand, they reluctantly walked towards the workshop.

After leaving the broadcasting station, Wu Peng headed in the opposite direction from the group of security guards in front of him.

He pulled his hat brim down, lowered his head slightly, and jogged out of the factory, mimicking the way soldiers run.

Security guards could be seen from time to time in the crowd; all the security guards were out in force.

Wu Peng ran all the way out of the main gate. At this time, the main gate was the quietest place, empty of everyone, not even the gatekeeper.

He ran out of the factory smoothly, and after running through an intersection, he found the clothes that Wang Huaizhi had prepared for him behind a pile of dirt bricks.

The clothes were wrapped in several sheets of newspaper.

Wu Peng changed his clothes, tucking his security guard uniform and hat into newspaper. Then he swaggered home, passing a breakfast shop and buying two breakfasts.

When I got home, Yao Fanghua wasn't there; her handbag from yesterday was in the living room.

In the morning, someone knocked on the door and told Yao Fanghua to go to the factory, saying that there was a document she needed to sign.

It was the same small conference room, and the same two people from last time.

A document was handed to her from across the room. Yao Fanghua picked it up and saw that it was a work performance evaluation form.

At the top is her name, department, position, and date of employment.

Then there is a performance evaluation form. The total score is marked as 100 points.

There are ten evaluation items in total, which are evaluated from ten aspects: attendance, work attitude, work ability, execution ability, comprehension ability, obedience and cooperation, and overall quality. Each evaluation item has a scoring option, ranging from zero to five points.

The last section displays the score statistics; Yao Fanghua scored thirty points.

The passing score is 60 out of 100. Yao Fanghua scored 30.

The conclusion was that Yao Fanghua was not competent in her job.

At the bottom, in the blank space for the person being assessed, Yao Fanghua was asked to sign and put her fingerprint on the document.

Yao Fanghua looked at the evaluation form again and again, then laughed in exasperation, "Who made this form? Who gave the scores?"

The person opposite him adjusted their glasses. "Naturally, it's your boss. She's the most qualified to evaluate you. If you have no objections, hurry up and sign it."

Yao Fanghua: "There are a few items that I need to verify with her. Is that alright?"

After discussing it, the two nodded. "As soon as possible, we need to go back and report as soon as possible, so as not to waste our time."

Yao Fanghua nodded, took the evaluation form, left the meeting room, and went directly to the printing room.

This printing studio primarily uses technology and advertising.

Yao Fanghua turned on the machine with practiced ease and then began the printing process.

Dozens of copies of this evaluation form were printed and then posted on the factory bulletin board.

The table has ten scoring items, but each item can only be rated up to five points. Even if you get the highest score on every item, the maximum score is only fifty. Did she not graduate from elementary school? How did she calculate one hundred from five times ten, and then say sixty points is passing? Where did she even find passing grades? It's absolutely utter nonsense. How could she create such an embarrassing table?

She put the original copy in her pocket, then took the remaining forms to the small conference room.

He slammed the form on the table. "Employee evaluation form! How could you be so careless with a form that could determine an employee's fate?! That's incredibly sloppy! Look at this! Even if you give everyone the highest score of five, the total is only fifty points. Is this a blatant attempt to conclude that they are incompetent?! Is this how you work? Is this how you fool the people? I cannot sign this form, this unfair evaluation! I question the rigor of your work and the fairness and impartiality of your investigation process!!"

Yao Fanghua was indignant and slammed the door shut as she stormed out. She let out a breath, finally feeling some relief.