She was about to continue to make connections when Zhang Xiuzhi suddenly stepped forward and said, "Yes!"
Just one simple word brought Yu Haitang's mood to the bottom.
Zeng Wangcai suppressed a smile and said, "Yu Haitang, let's talk about the past. I have something else to do here. It will be bad if the workers leave after get off work at noon."
"You are no longer a member of our factory. What else can you do?" Yu Haitang was surprised.
Secretary Yan took over and gave a brief explanation to prevent rumors from spreading outside.
After hearing this, Yu Haitang was jealous and surprised.
What made her jealous was that Zeng Wangcai actually found a job for Zhang Xiuzhi in a steel rolling mill, and it was done right away, while it was a very difficult job for her to get into the steel rolling mill. What surprised her was that Zeng Wangcai actually got on bad terms with an old man in the courtyard, and seemingly succeeded.
Yu Haitang, who didn't know Yi Zhonghai had already stepped down, took the notice and said, "Let me see. Wait, you're going to post it on Tieba. I'll copy it."
After saying that, Yu Haitang took the notebook and copied the notice. While copying, Yu Haitang's heart was in turmoil, and she had a further understanding of Zeng Wangcai's abilities.
He was an eighth-level fitter, and he was demoted two levels. His salary was reduced by 27 yuan. How did he bring the Siheyuan matter to the factory and get the factory director's approval?
Then, the more Yu Haitang copied, the more she understood about the incident. The more she understood, the more she lost her composure.
Unlike Yang Weiguo and others, Yu Haitang was more familiar with Siheyuan. She saw a strong sense of conspiracy in the notice and knew that the matter of Yi Zhonghai being framed was not simple.
"Okay, I've finished copying!" Yu Haitang returned the notice to Zeng Wangcai and decided to see if he could go to the Siheyuan to have a New Year's Eve dinner today and discuss and inquire about Zeng Wangcai...
A workshop.
Yi Zhonghai was absentmindedly packing up his tools. It was almost time, and he was going to eat, but he had no appetite as all he could think about was Zhang Xiuzhi entering the steel mill.
At this moment, the factory loudspeaker sounded:
"Notice, notice, fellow workers, now we are going to play a notice. Comrade Yi Zhonghai from the first workshop of our factory has serious problems with his lifestyle..."
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