"If you agree, then go to the finance department to handle the formalities." If he really didn't lend the money, Zhao Lei knew that those old neighbors would definitely say how cruel he was.
In this case, then find yourself a safer way to collect money. This is good, you can work in one job until retirement, without worrying about not getting your money back.
Ahhhh, Zhao Qiang didn't expect Zhao Lei to come up with such an idea. To be honest, he was certainly not happy about it. This was inconsistent with his original plan.
"I need to go back and discuss this." Zhao Qiang looked at Feng Caixia and decided to go back and think of a solution.
This money absolutely cannot be paid by them, the bastards have to pay for it. Also, they haven't decided who to give this job to.
Let's go back and discuss it. Zhao Lei stood up and said, "Hey, I just happened to be going to the machinery factory for some work."
Ahhhh, Zhao Qiang and his wife were so shocked, they looked at Zhao Lei in disbelief, "Third brother, you are not going to send us back, are you?"
Although with the development of the motorcycle factory, buses from District 7 to here are now available, but it still takes at least more than an hour to get here from District 7, and then transfer to another bus to go home, which takes at least more than two hours, which is the time required for a single trip.
It would really lighten the burden if someone could take them back.
Are you going to the machinery factory today? Wang Juan was stunned for a moment, forget it, Zhao Lei should have his own ideas.
Ping An was very happy when he heard that Zhao Lei was going to District 3, "Dad, I want to go out too."
Zhuzhu, who had been playing quietly nearby, heard that her brother was going out to play, so of course she followed him.
Ping An heard that his sister wanted to go out to play, and there was no need for Zhao Lei to object. He sighed helplessly, "Forget it, I won't go."
The situation outside is a bit chaotic right now. My parents told me it’s no big deal and I shouldn’t go to the city.
"I'll bring you some books when I come back." Zhao Lei touched his eldest son's head. He was a child who loved to study. The first thing he did after getting home every day was to finish his homework, and then he would play.
Even though the motorcycle factory is relatively stable compared to the outside world, on the one hand, the management is strict and will not allow chaos in the factory. The management needs a stable and huge amount of foreign exchange income and will not allow chaos here.
Another thing is that everyone is busy and working overtime, so they don't have time to fool around. Those who fool around are the ones who don't have time to do anything. It's just that I didn't mention that there are many students in the family quarters who are eligible to go to the countryside.
The factory had no way of recruiting everyone, and this was the policy from above, so he couldn't raise any objection.
But sometimes you have to do some preparation work. Alas, I thought that if I hid here and then expanded the factory, there shouldn't be many problems, but in the end I still couldn't avoid it.
Zhao Lei could only hope that those little bastards would not make trouble. If there were children in his family who wanted to be sent down to the countryside as educated youth, he could have a good discussion with them. Although the probability of success was a bit low, no one would be willing to be a sent down youth.
"Let's go." No matter what, he was in trouble now, so he should deal with the current problem first.
Ping An watched Zhao Lei drive away before he realized, "Mom, Dad is out, what are we going to do with lunch?"
Zhuzhu was sad when she first came out because her father went out without her. When she heard Ping'an's words, she stared at Wang Juan blankly.
Wang Juan hit their heads unhappily, "I can't believe I can't cook."
Ping An of course knew that Wang Juan could cook, but compared to the food Zhao Lei cooked, the food Wang Juan cooked could only be described as edible.
But I can't complain, otherwise not only Wang Juan will be unhappy, but Zhao Lei will not be happy either. Forget it, it's just a meal, at least the food is cooked.
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