"You really did get here with me before I did, but this kind of thing... we should probably avoid doing it."

Old Mrs. Wu gave her a strange look, as if to say that she really had exposed Director Jia's true colors?

Guo Zhixia turned her head away embarrassedly, "That woman was quite good-looking, and her behavior didn't seem like that of a respectable person. I got angry and went to her door, gave her a good beating, and even...my husband..."

"In the end, we found out there was nothing there. Instead, the woman turned the tables and extorted a lot of money from us."

Grandma Wu nodded thoughtfully. No wonder Guo Zhixia looked unwell but still normal when she brought the police to her door that day; it turned out she had suffered a setback before.

"Oh, it's no big deal."

Guo Zhixia nodded in agreement. That's right. She didn't know what her husband was so nervous about. He had repeatedly told her not to act recklessly. But it was fortunate, otherwise she would have started fighting with Old Lady Wu the day before, and she wouldn't be sitting here talking to her now.

Nodding, but disagreeing verbally, he said, "That's not right. My family's status is what it is. As the factory director, if I were to make a big fuss and give someone a handle to use against me, his position as factory director would be insecure."

Grandma Wu exclaimed in surprise, her expression becoming even more serious, "Sister Guo is so insightful. If it were me, I would have just started fighting without thinking twice. If she dared to provoke my husband, I would have stormed her door."

Old Mrs. Wu looked like a shrew, which made Guo Zhixia's heart itch, but she became even more serious on the surface.

This old lady Wu is practically a reflection of my inner self.

Guo Zhixia relaxed and started chatting with her about her family. "I only have one daughter. The only troubles in my family are your brother-in-law's. You have no idea what troubles your brother-in-law and sister's family are like. They're a real handful."

"Oh?" Old Mrs. Wu gave a suitable surprised reaction, which made Guo Zhixia even more excited.

"Your brother-in-law's sister married well; she comes from a cadre family. Her husband works at a machinery factory and is considered the second-in-command."

Old Mrs. Wu hissed, "This family is well-off, how could they be troublesome?"

"Hey, listen to me."

Grandma Wu nodded obediently, "Sister Guo said, Sister Guo said."

Guo Zhixia gave her a reproachful look, "Her husband is good, but he's the kind of person who loves his sister more than his wife."

"I heard she's making a fuss about finding a job, and even said that if her brother can't find her a job, she'll take her sister-in-law's job."

Grandma Wu exclaimed in surprise, "The second-in-command of the machinery factory should be a good job to find!"

"Who can argue with that? But people look down on them. They don't want to work at the grassroots level; they want to work at the top."

Grandma Wu shut up. At the grassroots level, each position is filled by a specific person. If the factory director wants to put someone in, he can. But if it involves the factory's higher-ups, it's not something the second-in-command can decide on a whim.

Guo Zhixia sighed deeply, "Oh, your brother-in-law is a doting brother, and he was very worried after hearing about it. It's not easy for him to find a job here either. High-level positions aren't so easy to find."

The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.

A glint of darkness flashed in Grandma Wu's eyes. "Yes, these jobs aren't so easy to find."

The two looked at each other and sighed.

When seeing Guo Zhixia off, Old Lady Wu casually remarked, "I wonder if she even thinks highly of my job as director."

Guo Zhixia was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses. Just as she was about to speak, she glanced around, leaned close to her ear, and whispered, "You want to sell this job?"

Grandma Wu nodded.

Guo Zhixia took one foot out of the office and then pulled it back, solemnly closing the door. "You're not kidding?"

Grandma Wu's smile faded. "No."

Now it was Guo Zhixia's turn to be surprised and puzzled. "Why? Such a good job, all you have to do at work is talk, and the rest of the time you just drink tea and read newspapers in the office. Why would you suddenly want to sell your job?"

Old Mrs. Wu shook her head and sighed. After mentally whipping Huang Mancang a hundred times, she dragged him out as a shield.

"It's also my husband's fault for being useless. Those two hands of his are so wicked and disobedient. He lost a lot of money outside and even mortgaged our house."

“I had no choice. My youngest son is going to be sent to the countryside, and I don’t want to stay here anymore. As long as I stay here, he can’t control himself.”

"Sooner or later we'll be sending the whole family away, so you can't just chop off his claws, can I?"

I don't know if it was because of something painful, but tears just started flowing. It was heartbreaking to say and heartbreaking to hear.

After hearing this, Guo Zhixia silently wiped her face.

"Sigh, every family has its own troubles."

Grandma Wu wholeheartedly agreed; what she said was absolutely right.

Guo Zhixia patted Old Lady Wu's shoulder with a serious expression and said in a solemn tone, "Don't worry, I will definitely sell it for a good price."

Grandma Wu's lips twitched. The words were kind, but they just sounded so awkward.

Guo Zhixia turned back several times as she left, wiping her nose. Old Mrs. Wu shook her head inwardly, a hint of doubt creeping into her eyes. The name Guo Zhixia used for Factory Director Jia's sister sounded vaguely familiar...

......

"Get out! If you dare to marry this woman, watch me, watch me..." As he spoke, he glanced at the stick beside him, then picked it up and struck Qiao Zhenjun's leg.

Qiao Zhenjun flinched in fright, his grip on Miao Fengying loosening slightly. "Dad, Dad, didn't you keep saying you wanted me to bring my girlfriend home? Now that I've brought her home, why are you hitting me?"

Qiao Jianguo was furious, his face flushed and his neck bulging. He was panting heavily. "Get out! If you dare to marry this woman, you're not my son! Get out of here right now!"

"Dad!" Qiao Zhenjun exclaimed, his face flushed, as he called out to Jia Hua, "Mom! Look at Dad, what is he doing?"

He thought Jia Hua would stand up for him, but to his surprise, she spoke even harsher than Qiao Jianguo: "Don't call me Mom, I don't have a son like you."

Upon hearing this, the son immediately denied everything, and the attitude of the two made Qiao Zhenjun, who had previously been so confident in Miao Fengying, freeze in shock.

Sensing something was wrong, Miao Fengying tugged at Qiao Zhenjun's hand, "Zhenjun..."

Upon hearing the melodious voice beside him, Qiao Zhenjun's previously dejected demeanor instantly surged, and he stiffened his neck as he spoke to Qiao's parents.

"Mom and Dad, Fengying and I are truly in love. I'm actually 24, almost 25, 26, or even 27, and I'm still single. I've finally found someone I like who likes me too, so why don't you agree? Have you gone mad?"

Miao Fengying was just about to express her admiration for him when she suddenly heard this sentence. She froze and stiffened her neck to turn her head to look at the expressions on Qiao's parents' faces.

The atmosphere in the courtyard froze for a moment, and then Qiao's parents suddenly flew into a rage, grabbing whatever they could and throwing it at Qiao Zhenjun.

"Get out of here, get the hell out of here right now!!!"