After returning to his post, Xu Damao lost all interest in cleaning the machines and tidying up the equipment.
He sat blankly in the chair, his face drooping, and he held back his tears several times.
He's practically penniless now, and he wants to slap himself for giving all his money to Feng Biao. Is he going to starve tonight?
Looking at the watch on his wrist, he ultimately couldn't bring himself to sell it. He decided to go to his father, Xu Fugui, after work to borrow some money to get by until payday.
*Smack!*
"Damn Yan Jiecheng, what kind of terrible idea did he come up with? He almost got me killed."
Xu Damao was in a bad mood. He slammed an old film on the table and cursed under his breath.
He was unaware that Yan Bugui and his son had also been arrested and fined; he only thought he was the one suffering. Now, instead of bringing down Yi Zhonghai, he had dug his own grave.
I'm so glad I talked to Wang Dabao about this last night. Now that the truth has come out, Wang Dabao's influence is really showing!
If Wang Dabao hadn't found his comrade-in-arms Feng Biao in time, he probably would have lost his "yellow jacket".
He was one of the eight projectionists, and his father was even thinking of passing the position down to the next generation.
If he loses this, he'll lose all face, not even enough to face his ancestors!
Xu Damao clicked his tongue, then let out a heavy sigh. It seemed that apart from Wang Dabao, there wasn't a single good person in the Red Star Courtyard!
Don't let Wang Dabao's occasional shrewishness fool you; if you get along well with him, he'll really step up and help you out without hesitation!
Xu Damao secretly made up his mind that he must make friends with someone like Wang Dabao.
What are the others?
They're all bastards!!!
Yi Zhonghai and Xu Damao felt much the same way about Wang Dabao, both secretly grateful to him.
However, Yi Zhonghai clearly had more troubles. Who would have thought that helping someone make a furnace hook, a favor done on a whim, would be discovered by the security department and almost ruin his career as an eighth-level fitter?
Many other people in the factory had done similar things, but he was just unlucky enough to be investigated.
If it weren't for Wang Dabao's timely help, I probably would have been doomed this time. The position of the manager is nothing compared to the job. Losing it is fine, but the job is my lifeline!
Now that the matter has finally come to a close, and the money has been spent, Yi Zhonghai breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he would repay Wang Dabao if he had the chance in the future.
Looking at the dejected Jia Dongxu not far away, Yi Zhonghai's anger surged. He was truly blind; how could he have taken on such a disciple?
Over the years, Yi Zhonghai has wholeheartedly helped the Jia family, but instead of reaping any benefits, he has been utterly humiliated. Was he really wrong?!
Given the current situation, is it still possible to provide for Jia Dongxu in his old age?
Even if Jia Dongxu wanted to provide for his wife and him in their old age, would they dare let someone like that serve them?!
Yi Zhonghai's head was throbbing with pain. He was having a run of bad luck; nothing had gone smoothly for the past two months. Ever since Wang Dabao moved into the courtyard house, he had been plagued by misfortune.
Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai shook his head. How could he think like that? Was he even human?
Brother Da Bao really helped me a lot in this matter; saving my job is like saving my life.
As for spreading rumors, Yi Zhonghai had already guessed who the people involved were: Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, and Xu Damao, those guys in the compound who didn't like him.
However, with Wang Dabao's help, he could gain a bright and upright image after paying the compensation, so those who slandered him should not have a good ending.
Since the matter has escalated to this point, the factory's security department must provide an explanation and clear their name.
In the end, the ones who spread rumors and cause trouble will be the ones who suffer.
Yi Zhonghai suddenly felt his headache ease somewhat, and thankfully, something slightly gratifying was happening.
"Master Yi, I saw you and your apprentices were taken away by the security team for half a day, and you're only back now. What happened?" Zhao Laosan, a sixth-level worker in the same workshop, came over and asked, while also taking out a cigarette and offering one to Yi Zhonghai.
Upon hearing the voice, Yi Zhonghai felt a chill run down his spine, and his body trembled involuntarily.
This Zhao Laosan was none other than the man who had just been reported by Yi Zhonghai in the interrogation room for embezzling scrap parts from the workshop.
At this moment, Zhao Laosan came up to chat, and Yi Zhonghai was genuinely terrified.
Swallowing hard, Yi Zhonghai forced himself to remain calm, took a cigarette, and lit it: "Hey, what could it be? It's just those rumors from the past two days, about embezzling public assets. These people are really good at making things up. Don't even mention me, we can't find anyone like that in our workshop!"
"Of course, anyone who dares to take public property is asking for death."
Old Zhao felt a pang of sympathy and echoed his sentiments.
Yi Zhonghai, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, remained silent for a moment, then sighed and spoke again: "A couple of days ago, Old Zhang from the steel rolling workshop came to me wanting to make a furnace hook. I thought it was just something I could do on the side, so I agreed. Who would have thought that the security department would find out about it and give me a good scolding?"
"It's not a big deal, but it happened at this crucial moment. Can you believe how unlucky I am?!"
After saying that, Yi Zhonghai threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stomped on it twice.
"The security department is involved in something as trivial as a single batch of hooks?"
Zhao Laosan's eyelids twitched. "Wait a minute, how did the security department find out?"
Yi Zhonghai snorted twice: "How else could they know? There must be a spy from the security department in the workshop. And because of the rumors, the factory is currently conducting an internal investigation. I was just helping someone out, it wasn't a big deal, and yet it was reported. What else could the security department not know?"
Zhao Laosan, who was squatting to the side, sat down on the ground with a thud, his face full of thought and his eyes becoming serious.
Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai felt much more at ease.
He told Zhao Laosan all this just to scare the other party, so that if the security department really came knocking, they wouldn't suspect him.
It seems the desired effect has been achieved!
Otherwise, if it turns out he was the one who reported his coworkers in the workshop, he really wouldn't have the face to stay in the workshop.
Despite being an eighth-grade fitter, even the workshop foreman would greet him. However, tattling is a despicable act, and he couldn't bear the gossip from his coworkers.
Give Zhao Laosan a heads-up beforehand, so it won't be difficult later.
You have to admit, Yi Zhonghai's level eight fitter skills are no joke; Zhao Laosan was taken away by the security department that afternoon.
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