Chapter 116 Traps in Contracts



“Okay, let’s go over there and talk.” The old man put the bowl away and followed the little girl down another path.

He wasn't afraid of being scammed because he brought a knife, and the other person looked to be in their early twenties.

If it were a man, he wouldn't have followed along, nor would he have said so much. He had a feeling that this little girl would buy all the bowls.

Song Weidong stood at the intersection, looking around blankly, as if he had missed something important.

I can't worry about that now. I'll go to the factory and take a look. Several days have passed, and no one has come to tell me to come back to work.

Logically speaking, without him, the logistics department should have been in complete chaos long ago.

So I picked up my bag and headed toward the steel plant, encountering many workers on their way to work by bicycle.

He recognized some of them, but for others he only recognized the clothes!

He stood up straight, even though he'd been having a rough time lately!

But at least he still has a job. Even if he can't get promoted in the next few years, as long as he has a job, that's fine!

——

Lu Zhixia stopped and then discussed with the old man, "I really like this bowl of yours. Could I go to your house to see a few other bowls?"

"Of course! My home isn't far from here, it's in Xiangliu Village right ahead!"

"Then give me your address, and I'll bring people to find you, okay?"

"Okay, I'll give you the address: Old Ji's house in Xiangliu Village!"

"Is the address really that simple?"

"Yes, because we're the only family in the village with the surname Ji, you can find me by asking anyone."

"I'll buy this bowl first, here's 150 yuan for you!"

"Okay, you're a straightforward person, and so am I."

Lu Zhixia gave the money to the old man. If she won this gamble, then a windfall of wealth would come crashing down on her!

She successfully got the bowl, carefully wrapped it in the newspaper the man handed her, and put it in her bag.

The old man smiled and said, "Even if you don't buy the remaining bowls, young lady, I won't blame you."

Our meeting is fate; it means this bowl is meant for you.

Lu Zhixia said, "Then hurry up and take the money and go back. I should be coming to your door in the next day or two. Just wait patiently at home."

The old man waved his hand, then turned and left with the fiberglass bag on his back.

Lu Zhixia pondered in her heart who could appraise antiques.

After thinking it over, I decided to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to find Director Yu. He should be a knowledgeable person, and maybe he could find someone to help me take a look.

I did what I wanted to do, but this time I didn't ride a bicycle; instead, I pushed it towards the supply and marketing cooperative.

——

Song Weidong stood on the bulletin board at the factory gate, looking at the notice, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning.

He was fired from the factory!

As for the others, they received demerits!

No wonder everyone was looking at him strangely; it turns out he'd become the factory's role model!

He tore down the notice in protest and stood at the factory gate, shouting loudly.

"Why are you firing me! I've worked here for a full 10 years!"

"You can just fire me like that? On what grounds?!"

People around him pointed and whispered, but no one dared to step forward to advise him. The man, who had gone mad, looked terrifying with his bloodshot eyes.

It took two or three people from the security department to run out and subdue him.

"Director Song! No, I should call you Song Weidong now." The man joked with a smile, "You're no longer with the steel mill, so what are you doing causing trouble at the gate? Aren't you just putting us brothers in a difficult position?"

Looking at the people who usually fawned over him, now smug and self-satisfied, Song Weidong felt like he was about to explode with anger.

"I want to see the factory manager!"

"The factory manager is away on a business trip and hasn't been at the factory for the past few days. Everyone knows what happened to you, so don't cause any trouble!"

"What did I do to get fired?!"

"We all know that you embezzled and accepted bribes, and that you even led people to cause trouble in private. Not to mention the factory director, how could someone with such depraved character and morals still be allowed to stay in the factory!"

Song Weidong stood there, stunned. He wondered how the factory knew. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Li Youwei, who had accompanied him to cause trouble that day. He struggled for a while and finally managed to break free from their grasp, then walked over.

"Li Youwei, tell me quickly what happened!"

"What else could it be? The local police station told the factory about it." Li Youwei was filled with regret. Why did he have to cause trouble?

He almost lost his job. His boss talked to him. He was about to be promoted, but now he has to be tested again!

Because his wife took the children back to her parents' home at that moment, he was filled with remorse.

"What right do they have to tell the factory about this!"

Song Weidong was puzzled. He saw Li Youwei walk backwards, enter the gate, and then turn around and run away.

Then the onlookers went to work in the factory one after another, leaving only a few people from the security department to accompany him.

Since things had come to this point, there was no point in making a scene any further, so he waved to them.

"I'll leave, I'll leave, okay?"

The man immediately waved his hand, "Thank you for your understanding, Comrade Song. Please don't come again, lest it make everyone feel awkward!"

Song Weidong left in a sorry state. He had never been so dejected before. As he walked down the street, it seemed that everyone was looking at him with disdain!

Suddenly he saw his son, smoking with a group of teenagers, their arms around each other's shoulders, their movements practiced.

Then she remembered that her watch was missing. Could it be that her son stole it?

He simply couldn't believe it!

Song Yaozu followed his eldest brother with small, quick steps, asking solicitously, "Brother, where shall we go next?"

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