Chapter 104
099 looked at the two lines of words on the paper and fell into a strange silence.
He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the next moment, he felt that the words that were about to come out of his mouth suddenly slipped away, just like a piece of sand in the desert, which was blown away by the wind, leaving no trace.
Noticing 099's strange look, Song Yue put down the paper and asked softly, "Did you remember anything?"
099 shook his head: "...No..."
I have no idea at all.
But he just felt that what Song Yue said was right.
He must have had Americano and coffee somewhere before! But for some reason, those memories were sealed away.
099 leaned against the wall, his eyes lowered in thought. After a moment, he raised his slightly frowned brows and said, "Xiaoyue, I'll investigate this matter. Let's stop here for today."
Song Yue nodded and didn't delve into it any further.
099 knows the main system better than her. As an ordinary tasker, she can only do this.
The heavy atmosphere dissipated with the laughter coming from Lin Xiaojuan and Song Tianyuan in the living room. Song Yue looked at him, opened the door, and walked out with a smile.
"Mom and Dad, what are you looking at? You look so happy~"
Factories have gradually resumed work. In order to ensure the supply of basic materials, the government has allowed workers to temporarily eat and live in the factories.
A temporary heating system was installed in the factory, and daily necessities such as quilts, pillows, beds, etc. were also available. The workers felt more comfortable staying in the factory than in their cold homes.
As for special agencies such as the army, police, fire department, and hospitals, the state has requisitioned and modified some vehicles, and replaced their tires with new anti-skid materials so that they can drive smoothly on ice.
As for people's travel, they either use ice skates and sleds, or rely on their feet.
The former is certainly convenient, but not everyone can skate, especially in southern cities like City C, where most people have never come into contact with ice skates and don't know how to use them.
Therefore, since people can go out safely, most citizens in City C still prefer to walk.
Song Tianyuan is one of the employees who is required by his company to walk to work.
When Lin Xiaojuan saw the message sent by his unit on WeChat, she was even more emotional than Song Tianyuan.
"What a lousy unit! Didn't the government say that all sectors of society will be reopened step by step and in a measured manner? Your unit isn't a core institution or a factory, so why are they so impatient to let you go back to work? No, Old Song, calm down first and don't rush to agree."
Lin Xiaojuan was walking around the living room with a spatula in her hand.
Song Tianyuan wasn't as annoyed as her. He just sighed and said, "It's none of my business. The units have all notified everyone one by one. I can't just not go."
Lin Xiaojuan glared at him, "Of course you don't have to go! It's so cold outside, and you're not as young as Xiao Yueren. What if you get bumped and fall outside? What are you going to do for us?!"
Song Tianyuan touched the back of his head helplessly: "If I don't go to work, it will be considered absenteeism at the company. I'm afraid I'm going to lose my perfect attendance this month."
"If it's gone, it's gone! Your attendance isn't much, just 300 yuan, which isn't much in terms of supplies. We don't lack food at home right now. Tell your manager that you're not feeling well and want a week off. We'll see how things go later."
What Mom said made sense. Song Yue leaned against the door frame and advised, "Dad, listen to Mom this time. Wait and see for a week. Don't rush to agree."
My father Song Tianyuan is a maintenance worker in the unit, a dispatched worker, commonly known as a non-staff member.
He has worked in this company for 11 years. He has done all kinds of dirty and tiring work, from repairing the company's air-conditioning outdoor unit with a safety rope tied to his body on rainy days, to repairing the boss's refrigerator and washing machine on hot days, to digging sewers that others were unwilling to dig. In the end, he only got a monthly salary of 4.5k after tax, which only included social security, medical insurance and work-related injury insurance, nothing else.
Song Tianyuan also knew that he suffered from his lack of education. Although he had strong hands-on skills and was good at repairing things, his education and conversation skills were not up to par, so he could never get a job in an office.
In addition, he is introverted and doesn't like to interact with others. This personality trait makes it even harder for him to move up in the career ladder.
Song Tianyuan is very self-aware, so he does his job conscientiously and does whatever his leader asks him to do, just to leave a good impression of being capable.
In my mother's words, people like him who get things done would have been very successful in the last era, but in today's complex social and professional circles, he is the one who suffers because he is a taciturn person.
In fact, Song Tianyuan did suffer a lot of grievances in the unit. He took the blame for his leader, was backstabbed by people in the same group, and did the work of two people but got one person's salary.
Song Yue saw all this and felt very distressed.
She once advised her father to change jobs, but every time Song Tianyuan waved his hand, saying that he was old and no one wanted him, and he couldn't learn to be tactful, so it would be the same wherever he went.
After a few times, Song Yue had to give up.
Now, when Song Yue heard his father say that his company asked him to return to work, he was afraid that he would agree, so he hurried to stop him.
Song Tianyuan was obedient and did not reply to the WeChat message for the time being.
But his cell phone never stopped ringing.
Song Tianyuan simply played it out loud so that the two of them could hear it too.
"Old Peng, didn't the government say that factories and public institutions should be fully reopened first? We're nothing, so why are we suddenly being allowed to resume work?"
[That's right, Old Peng. Take a closer look at the official documents from the government. Our industry isn't mentioned there.]
[Besides, we all do indoor and outdoor maintenance. It’s so cold outside now, I’m afraid it’s not suitable.]
"Lao Peng, it's not that we don't want to go back, but look, none of us live very close to work, and we don't have a car. It takes at least 45 minutes to walk to and from work every day. For those who live further away, it's an hour or more. It's over 40 degrees Celsius below zero outside right now. How can anyone bear it? Lao Peng, please reconsider. Why not wait until the temperature rises a bit before letting our colleagues go back?"
Lao Peng is the head of Song Tianyuan's unit and often does not do his job. Lin Xiaojuan has complained about this at home countless times.
This time is no exception.
"If you ask me, Old Peng in your unit is really not a human being. He should just retire sooner or later. If he keeps on doing this, the unit will collapse sooner or later." Lin Xiaojuan shook her head.
Song Tianyuan sighed: "Let it fail. If it fails, I will find a new one."
Song Yue rolled her eyes when she heard this. "Dad, if you really can't do it, don't work here anymore. We have enough food and clothing at home. When the weather gets better, you can go out and find an easier job. The salary doesn't matter. The main thing is that your body can handle it."
It is unrealistic to let my dad not work at all. The best excuse is to find a lighter job in the future.
"Yes, Xiaoyue is right!" Lin Xiaojuan nodded. "You're over 50 years old. How many more years can you maintain this body? Especially that air conditioner outdoor unit. Oh my god, it's over 20 floors high. You crawling in and out like that gives me chills just hearing about it."
Perhaps this natural disaster made Song Tianyuan realize that family is the most important thing.
His previous workaholic style is probably no longer suitable for him now that he is in his fifties.
So this time, Song Yue saw that her father did not refute directly as before, but replied ambiguously: "Let's see."
The whole day passed, and Song Tianyuan didn't say anything about the follow-up of the unit.
Song Yue stayed in bed at night and contacted Zhu Chunmeng on WeChat.
[Song Yue: Sister Meng, I want to ask you something, is that okay?]
The other end replied quickly: [Of course, why are you being so formal? Tell me, what's the matter?]
Song Yue thought as she typed carefully: [Regarding the government's announcement of a full resumption of work, I've read the official document. Industries and businesses not mentioned above don't need to resume work this month, right?]
Zhu Chunmeng: Let me ask my father-in-law about this. Wait a minute~
Song Yue: OK
More than ten minutes later, a reply came on the phone.
Zhu Chunmeng: I asked about this, but it's not mentioned in the document. There's no need to resume work this month.
[Song Yue: OK, I understand]
Zhu Chunmeng: What's wrong? The company asked you to go back to work?!
[Song Yue: No, it’s my dad’s unit]
The company she works for is a relatively well-known local enterprise, so people generally don't dare to act recklessly.
Zhu Chunmeng also breathed a sigh of relief: [It turns out it's not my former employer, so it's your parents' company?]
Song Yue: Yes, my dad's company requires all employees to return to work in five days. However, my dad's industry isn't covered by the document, so I came to ask you for confirmation. Now I know. Thank you, Sister Meng~
Zhu Chunmeng: I told you not to keep saying thank you, but you didn't listen?
Song Yue: (shy.jpg)
Song Yue thought the chat was over, but after a while, another message came in.
Zhu Chunmeng: Xiaoyue, can you tell me which company your father works for? I'll tell my father-in-law.
The next day, November 17, Song Tianyuan said at the dinner table with a worried look on his face: "No, Xiaojuan, I have to go."
"What's going on?" Lin Xiaojuan heard the voice, wiped her hands and came out of the kitchen.
Song Tianyuan shook his head. "The company said everyone must be in place by the specified date. If anyone doesn't show up, their attendance for the month will be deducted. If they are absent more than three times in total, it will be considered a poor work attitude and they will be fired."
"Dismiss?! Where does your company get the guts to do that?" Lin Xiaojuan's voice suddenly rose.
Song Tianyuan: "Why do you care where the courage comes from? Anyway, he is the boss and we are ordinary citizens. If we don't obey, we will be fired."
"Who says we have to fire them?" Song Yue walked out of the bedroom and retorted, "Firing someone needs to comply with many rules and regulations. Dad, your company is clearly acting on its own. It's illegal. We'll file a complaint with the Labor Bureau and they'll approve it."
"It's the Labor Bureau. It's hard to say whether it's open or not." Song Tianyuan doesn't like to start disputes. When faced with such a situation, he wants to give in. "Forget it, I'd better go to work. At most, I can wear more clothes. Xiaoyue has a heat patch, right? I'll put it all over my body when the time comes."
Song Yue wanted to say a few more words, but suddenly thought of something, shook her head, and said, "Dad, let's talk about it later. Don't think about it now."
After breakfast, 099 appeared in the living room.
Now 099 has learned to be smart. In order not to cause trouble to Song Yue's mother, he always chooses to come after dinner.
At first, Lin Xiaojuan thought that her cooking skills were not good and that 099 disliked her. After Song Yue and 099’s earnest explanations, Lin Xiaojuan gradually accepted that 099 really didn’t need to eat.
In the morning, it is time for 099 to surf happily.
Song Yue gave him the laptop in the bedroom and sat on the sofa with her mobile phone reading the news.
Many things have changed since she was reborn.
She needs to learn about the latest developments in Country Z through the news.
Just swipe your finger down and Weibo will refresh its hot topics in real time.
A piece of news suddenly caught my eye.
#Help: My grandfather's eyes were injured by glass explosion! Should the factory pay compensation? How should it be compensated?#
Elderly people, work-related injuries, compensation.
People’s livelihood issues are always the most concerned points for the people. The person who posted the post just had a new account, but he still attracted widespread attention from netizens in the blink of an eye.
Most people focus on assessing the injuries and sending the patient to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible.
Song Yue noticed the name of the factory and the owner posted by the blogger.
Bian Yang Building Materials Co., Ltd., legal representative: Liang Bian Yang.
Liang Bianyang.
Isn’t this Liang Han’s father?
Is it just a coincidence that they have the same name and surname?
The author has something to say:
Tip: Liang Han is the heroine's former best friend, the one who flew back from abroad because her family went bankrupt~
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