Li Jinhua's eyes lit up at once, but quickly filled with doubt again.

"Where did your dad get so much money?"

"Compensation!"

Su Mingqiang said excitedly.

"It was the compensation from Deputy Factory Director Wang's family. My grandfather said that as long as we behave well this week, I can get a share to start my business!"

Li Jinhua's expression changed instantly, and she narrowed her eyes.

"Really? Your grandfather really said that?"

"Absolutely true!"

Su Mingqiang nodded repeatedly.

"I heard it with my own ears. Jinhua, let's behave well these next few days. Once we get the money, I'll buy a truck and make a fortune..."

Li Jinhua suddenly laughed, a laugh that sent chills down Su Mingqiang's spine.

She reached out and smoothed Su Mingqiang's disheveled collar, her voice sickeningly sweet.

Honey, why didn't you tell me sooner?

Su Mingqiang was startled by her sudden gentleness and stammered.

"I...I was about to say it, but you...you wouldn't let me..."

"Hate!"

Li Jinhua playfully slapped him, but the force was not gentle at all.

"Let's go cook for Grandpa and Grandma!"

She dragged Su Mingqiang out of the woodshed, her face plastered with a fake smile, showing no trace of her earlier shrewishness.

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On the other side, Su Jianguo rode his Phoenix bicycle westward along Chang'an Avenue.

The People's Bank of China building soon came into view, its gray-white exterior appearing solemn and dignified in the sunlight.

Su Jianguo locked his bicycle, straightened his collar, and strode into the bank lobby.

There weren't many people in the bank; only a few people were queuing at each of the windows.

Su Jianguo walked to an empty window and carefully took out two bundles of 100-yuan bills from his canvas bag.

"Comrade, I want to deposit money."

Su Jianguo said in a low voice.

The female clerk behind the counter looked up and saw the money Su Jianguo had placed on the counter; her eyes widened slightly.

In this day and age, saving 20,000 yuan at once is no small amount.

"Please show me your bankbook."

The female employee said professionally.

Su Jianguo took out a passbook from his inner pocket and handed it over.

The female employee took the passbook and skillfully counted the money and made accounting entries.

Su Jianguo noticed that her fingers were trembling slightly as she counted the money, and couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

"Comrade Su Jianguo, this is your bankbook. Please keep it safe."

The female employee handed the passbook back, her attitude noticeably more respectful.

Su Jianguo nodded and stuffed the passbook back into his inner pocket.

As Su Jianguo walked out of the bank, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

The 20,000 yuan compensation, plus the money he had saved before, was enough for him to live comfortably for several years.

More importantly, he also owns two courtyard houses that will be incredibly valuable in the future.

"Who would still go to work after being reborn?"

Su Jianguo hopped on his bicycle, a smile playing on his lips, and rode straight toward the steel mill.

The gatehouse of the steel rolling mill.

When the gatekeeper, Old Ma, saw Su Jianguo, he poked his head out in surprise.

"Master Su? Weren't you injured and on sick leave? What brings you to the factory?"

Su Jianguo handed him a Daqianmen cigarette.

"Old Ma, I need to speak with my apprentices."

Old Ma took the cigarette and sniffed it under his nose.

"Hey, Daqianmen, Master Su's struck it rich!"

Su Jianguo smiled but did not answer, and pushed his bicycle into the factory area.

The familiar roar of machinery filled the air, along with the smell of steel and machine oil.

He had heard and smelled this sound and this smell for over thirty years.

"I worked myself to the bone for this job in my past life, who could have imagined I'd end up like this?"

Su Jianguo shook his head and walked straight towards the electrician team.

In the electrician's break room, the eldest apprentice, Zhao Hongqi, was repairing an old-fashioned radio. When he saw his master come in, he immediately put down the screwdriver in his hand.

"Master! What brings you here? Is your injury any better?"

Zhao Hongqi rushed forward in two quick steps.

Su Jianguo patted his apprentice on the shoulder.

"Much better. Hongqi, I need to talk to you about something."

Zhao Hongqi quickly pulled over a chair.

"Master, please sit down. I'll go pour you some tea."

"No need to rush."

Su Jianguo waved his hand.

"I'll get to the point. I'm planning to sell my workstation. You know a lot of people, so could you help me find out who might be interested?"

Zhao Hongqi's eyes widened.

"Master, you're selling your workstation? That's a secure job!"

Su Jianguo smiled.

"I'm getting old and want to rest. Besides, I've offended Deputy Factory Director Li this time, so my days at the factory won't be easy from now on."

Zhao Hongqi nodded thoughtfully.

"That's true, that bastard Li Changhe is incredibly vindictive. But Master, if you were to sell your workstation, I bet quite a few people would be envious."

"That's why I'm asking for your help."

Su Jianguo took out the pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket and handed one to his apprentice.

"The price is negotiable, but payment must be made in full upfront."

Zhao Hongqi took the cigarette, his eyes lighting up.

"Okay, I'll spread the word for you right away."

Soon, the news spread like wildfire throughout the steel rolling mill.

In less than an hour, the electricians' break room was packed with people.

"Master Su, my nephew has been unemployed since graduating high school, what do you think..."

"Old Su, my nephew just came back from working in the countryside. Could you give him a chance..."

"Jianguo, my son works as a temporary worker at the neighborhood office, and this workstation of yours..."

Su Jianguo sat in the chair, slowly smoking a cigarette, looking at the familiar faces in front of him.

In his past life, he was in a hurry to raise money to buy a car for his eldest son, so he only sold his workstation for 1,500 yuan, and even then, he was pressured to lower the price. This time, he won't repeat the same mistake.

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