"Going home to a warm bed with a wife and children...ah, at our age we don't have those needs anymore, but there's always hot meals at home, right? Home is so nice."
As soon as Old Chen heard that the meal was hot, his purple face suddenly twitched and he started to cry.
The factory manager was stunned. What happened? What did he say wrong? Why was he crying?
Old Chen shed tears silently: "There is no hot food."
Factory Manager: "Ah? What do you mean?"
Old Chen's head portrait was in the tone of a complaining woman, wiping her tears while hissing in pain, "There is no hot meal at home, wuwuwu, I have to cook the hot meal, my wife insists that I cook, and she will beat me if I don't, how can I live like this?"
Factory Manager: "How can a woman not cook?"
Old Chen seemed to have found a kindred spirit, and he began to pour out his suffering like pouring out beans. Finally, he spread his hands and said, "Director, do you think there are such women?"
The factory director was silent. From his man's perspective, Mrs. Xia was not fulfilling her duties as a wife. "You are indeed wronged."
Old Chen's eyes were red and he looked extremely pitiful.
"How about staying at my house tonight?" asked the factory director. They were both not young anymore, and it would probably be uncomfortable for them to stay at the factory for a whole night.
"Do you think she has another old man?"
The factory manager looked puzzled. "What? What did you just say? How did the topic jump to this? They are all at this age, they shouldn't think of coming here."
"That shouldn't be possible."
The more Old Chen thought about it, the more he got stuck in a dead end. In the past, Old Mrs. Xia's heart and eyes were full of him and their family, but recently, her behavior became more and more strange. There must be another old man outside, otherwise why would this happen?
She was so cruel. Not only did she waste his best years, but she also took all his money. She must be supporting another old man, for sure!
Old Chen suddenly became excited. He wanted to question him. Even if he died, he wanted to die with understanding!
"Director, I'm going back first."
Old Chen didn't even think about looking at the factory director again and walked out of the office resolutely.
The factory manager was stunned. "...Huh? Just leaving like that? Is this really going to be okay?"
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