Chapter 502: Arrangement of Posts

Fang Xinquan was quick to notice that someone was looking at him, and he turned his head subconsciously, and happened to meet Ling Yao's eyes.

He was slightly startled, and quickly looked away. The woman just now was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.

"Sister Yang, go and tell him to let him be in charge of the warehouse in the future." Ling Yao retracted her gaze and looked at Sister Yang. Although she knew little about Fang Xinquan, he had served in the army and was a veteran. He had made contributions to the country and the people, which was enough to make people respect him.

Sister Yang nodded and walked towards Fang Xinquan.

"Fang Xinquan."

Hearing someone calling him, Fang Xinquan looked in the direction of the voice and looked at Sister Yang. He recognized her at a glance. She was the one who registered him yesterday.

"Your future job is to be in charge of the warehouse. Is that okay?" Sister Yang asked Fang Xinquan.

Fang Xinquan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the other party not only accepted him, but also arranged a position for him. This surprised him. He thought that the other party was just a formality to recruit disabled people and would not really accept them.

"No problem." Fang Xinquan nodded in response.

"Okay, I'll take you to the warehouse now." Sister Yang said, and led the way.

Fang Xinquan followed Sister Yang.

Arriving at the warehouse, Yang's wife told Fang Xinquan about his job scope, "Your future job is to be responsible for the quantity of goods entering and leaving the warehouse. Do you have any opinions on this job?"

"I think it's very good." Fang Xinquan was very satisfied with this job.

Yang's wife nodded, took out a small bottle of medicine from her pocket and handed it to Fang Xinquan, "Okay, I'll leave it to you from now on. By the way, this medicine is for you, you just need to take one pill a day."

Fang Xinquan took the medicine blankly, with a puzzled look on his face, "I'm not sick." As for his leg, the doctor had already announced that there was no hope, and he had already given up. He was destined to be a cripple in this life.

"This medicine is for your leg. It was given by a miracle doctor. You must take it." Fang Xinquan is still so young. If his leg can be cured, he will definitely be able to do something in the future.

"Thank you!" Fang Xinquan thanked.

Sister Yang smiled and said, "You should work hard in the future, which is the best way to thank her. I'm going to be busy now, you can take a look around by yourself."

After that, she turned and walked out of the warehouse.

Fang Xinquan retracted his gaze and looked at the medicine in his hand. After a long time, he opened the lid of the medicine bottle, poured out a pill and put it into his mouth. Although he didn't believe that this medicine could cure his legs, it was the other party's intention after all, and he didn't want to waste it.

After covering the lid of the medicine bottle, Fang Xinquan put the medicine bottle in his trouser pocket and looked around.

The warehouse is very large, and a batch of produced mineral water has been placed there.

He walked over, looked at the mineral water, looked at the number of bottles marked on the mineral water boxes, counted the number of rows, and then began to calculate the amount of mineral water.

After recording the number of boxes and bottles of mineral water in a notebook, Fang Xinquan saw a pile of debris not far away, so he walked over and started to clean it up.

Ling Yao and Yang Saozi and a few others arranged all the workers and returned to the family compound.

When passing by the warehouse, they saw a figure busy inside.

Ling Yao stopped and looked for a while, raised his lips slightly, and walked out of the factory.

Fang Xinquan felt a line of sight, he turned his head and looked, only to see a figure going away.

He retracted his sight and continued to clean up the debris.

Heizi searched for a long time before he found Fang Xinquan, "Brother Daquan, why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time." He had just gone to find the person in charge to ask about his and Brother Daquan's future jobs, but when he came back, Brother Daquan was gone. He thought he had gone back.

"My future job is to manage the warehouse." Fang Xinquan tied up the sundries with plastic strips and piled them together.

"Then your job is really great, unlike me who has to be responsible for moving." Heizi looked envious.

Fang Xinquan smiled. If his legs were better, he would choose to move, compared to warehouse management, he prefers the kind of work that requires physical strength.

However, he looked at his legs. Now he has trouble walking.

"Brother Daquan, are you hungry? I just heard that the canteen in the factory has started serving meals today. Let's go to the canteen and take a look." Heizi walked up excitedly and pulled Fang Xinquan outside.

Fang Xinquan shook his head and smiled, and walked with Heizi to the big canteen behind the factory.

The canteen was very spacious, with rows of tables and chairs neatly arranged. At this time, many people were already queuing up to get their meals.

"Brother Daquan, let's go get some food too." Heizi pulled Fang Xinquan and walked towards the food service area impatiently. He hadn't eaten meat for a long time, and he smelled meat as soon as he walked in. When he

walked to the food service area, he saw all kinds of vegetables, not only meat and fish, but also several kinds of vegetables.

Heizi's eyes lit up, and he looked excited, "I want to work in this factory for the rest of my life."

Fang Xinquan smiled and nodded in agreement. He was full of curiosity about the boss of this factory. What kind of person is he, to be so generous to workers like them, and willing to recruit disabled people like them. He really wanted to get to know him.

After dinner, the workers went home one after another. They were all looking forward to coming early tomorrow so that they could officially come to the factory to work and become workers.

Fang Xinquan returned home and began to continue weaving bamboo baskets.

Unknowingly, it was completely dark.

"Daquan, it's getting late, you should go to bed quickly, you have to go to work tomorrow." Fang's mother walked in with an oil lamp.

"Okay, finish this one and go to sleep." Fang Xinquan increased the speed of weaving.

A night passed in a flash.

Fang Xinquan was used to getting up on time at five o'clock every day. He got out of bed, washed up, and saw that it was still early, so he went to the shed in the yard and started weaving bamboo baskets.

When Heizi came to call Fang Xinquan in the morning, Fang Xinquan had just finished weaving the bamboo basket in his hand.

"Brother Daquan, why are you still weaving? Let's go quickly, otherwise it will be too late."

Fang Xinquan put down the bamboo basket in his hand, stood up, went to the well to wash his hands, and walked to Heizi's side, "Let's go."

Heizi did not move, staring at Fang Xinquan blankly.

"What's wrong?" Fang Xinquan reached out and gently patted Heizi's shoulder.

Heizi came back to his senses and pointed at Fang Xinquan's leg in disbelief, "Brother Daquan, your leg."

Fang Xinquan frowned slightly, "My leg has always been like this, let's go."

"No, I mean your leg, it doesn't seem to be that lame anymore."

Fang Xinquan took a few steps forward in confusion and found that his leg had changed, "Could it be because of that medicine?"