Yang Su glared at Chen Xiangbei fiercely, but the old man Chen didn't think there was anything wrong with Chen Xiangbei's behavior. He didn't even apologize, and even thought that his son was fine.
How can she say nothing happened after being beaten? Before she got married, she would tear anyone's face off if they dared to touch her son. But now, she can't do that. She has to coax Old Chen to find a job for her son.
Although she couldn't fight back, the sight of Chen Xiangbei reminded her of how her money had been taken away by those shameless bastards from the Chen family. "Brother Chen, you promised me last time that you would ask about it."
Old Chen had already put that matter behind him. He couldn't understand Yang Su's hesitant words at all. "What do you want to ask?"
Yang Su gritted his teeth secretly, "It's my money and Xiao Ming's job..."
Old Chen then remembered, "Old Third, when are you going to return the money to your Aunt Su?"
Chen Xiangbei also came to his senses, thinking of his second brother's words that the family would gradually be embezzled by Yang Su and his son, so he no longer felt guilty about the money. However, if he said it directly, there would be a quarrel, so it would be better to put the blame on his second brother. His second brother's brain was so fussy that most people would definitely not be able to get around it, let alone his father, who was such a big idiot. "Dad, I don't know. The money is in my second brother's hands. I haven't seen it since. You can go ask him."
Yang Su reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "So you admit that the money was not lost by you?"
Chen Xiangbei struggled hard, but the old man's grip was really strong, and he couldn't break free for a moment. "Of course I lost it. I lost more than a hundred yuan. Later, my second brother said that if I needed living expenses in the future, I would come to him and he would give it to me in batches. He was afraid that someone would be so shameless as to take all the money for other people's meals."
Yang Su was furious: "You fart."
Chen Xiangbei: "You are the one who farts. Your whole family loves to fart. You even take the children's money. You have no shame!"
Yang Su: "That's my money."
Chen Xiangbei: "It's your money, it's your money. All the money our family earns is your money. My father's money is yours, my second brother and his wife's money is yours, even the house is yours, okay?"
He raised his hand and snatched the apple from Wang Ming, who was still watching the fun without entering the house, and turned away.
Yang Su behind him cursed him heart-wrenchingly, but he still felt...refreshed after hearing it.
Although Chen Xiangbei was very angry and wanted to fight with them, especially with his father, he really disliked this old man more and more.
But there were four of them and he was only one person. Yang Su was very strong, and if a fight really broke out, his stupid father would definitely not help him. In this way, it would definitely end up with them ganging up on him.
It's not worth it, very not worth it. Even if he calls the police and tells them that he is dying and asks the police to arrest them and pay compensation, it is still not worth it. He only has one life.
The conflicts in the family would only get worse. His eldest brother's family would see so many good things from their father go to Yang Su, and they would definitely not let it go even if they split up. Not to mention his second brother, who was a ruthless person. Therefore, there was no need for him to fight them alone. The interests of both brothers would be infringed upon, so naturally, all three of them had to work together.
And his sister, let her broaden her horizons and see if she will still be kind to Dad in the future.
Chen Xiangbei touched his empty stomach, put the apple in his pocket, and staggered to find his second brother. Bringing the apple with him meant he was not going empty-handed, he could also get a meal. The food in their Tang family was really good.
Old Mrs. Xia got what she wanted and got to attend the exchange meeting with the factory leaders. She put on her work clothes and followed a few people with a proud and confident look, as if she was the boss of the textile factory.
"Do you remember what I told you? Those who can come here are leaders of various factories. Who knows, some of them may have powerful backgrounds. You must not offend anyone casually." Director Yuan said it again in her ear with concern.
Old Lady Xia patted her chest and said, "Don't worry, I'll do the job."
Director Yuan: "...I'm really worried. Let me tell you, if you offend some important figures, even our factory director may not be able to protect you."
Old Lady Xia: "I remember clearly those people you mentioned who should not be offended. I will definitely not have anything to do with them. My purpose in going back this time is to make sure that those little people who spoke so arrogantly towards us will never touch me."
Director Yuan: "Remember, don't swear."
When they got inside, there were already many people sitting sparsely. Old Mrs. Xia sat down behind Director Yuan.
After listening to the opening speeches and the leaders of various factories sharing their management experiences, Old Lady Xia's eyelids were drooping.
Director Yuan saw this and nudged her with his elbow, "Don't sleep."
Old Lady Xia: "When is a good time? How many people want to speak?"
Director Yuan: "It's almost time. It will be our factory director's turn soon. There should be two more after him, and then it will be up to us to discuss it ourselves."
Old Lady Xia whispered, "Our factory director looks so honest, what kind of nonsense could he possibly say? When Comrade Xiao Fang's parents came to the factory to make a scene, he was spat on before he could even say a few words."
Director Yuan perked up when he heard this. "Don't talk nonsense. Just keep your own affairs to yourself. Don't spread rumors. Even though our factory director often wanders around the factory in tattered work clothes, he's actually quite capable."
Old Lady Xia took out a pen and paper and said, "Then I'll listen. If I can learn something, it won't be a waste of my trip."
The director of the textile factory was particularly nervous today. It was clearly just a relaxing meeting, but he didn't know whether it was because the rumors about his factory would make other factories laugh at him or because he brought out the time bomb, Old Lady Xia. Sometimes he even wondered if it was a wrong decision to bring Old Lady Xia here.
He stood on the stage, his palms slightly wet.
When her factory director began to speak, Old Lady Xia began to pay close attention. She knew that this man was quite capable to be a factory director. For example, many of the words in his speech were unfamiliar to her. At first, Old Lady Xia was stunned by his professional rhetoric and even thought that the factory director was indeed a cultured person.
But as she listened, she found that many complicated words, when expressed in simple and popular terms, were just nonsense and had no meaning at all.
What about technical innovation, worker training, process improvement, and machinery introduction? Isn't it just holding a staff meeting, asking technicians to develop new patterns, and buying equipment so that the fabric is finer and more efficient?
Although she felt that this was just a rehash of the old sayings, Old Lady Xia still wrote down some professional terms, as she might need them someday.
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