"Nonsense, I'm still from our village, but my household registration is registered with the factory. My family is still in the village."
You can't just give up your job, right? "By the way, don't talk about this when you go back. When I really come to work, you can tell the truth when others ask you. Remember?"
She is the kind of person who won't easily say anything unless she is sure of success, for fear that she would be laughed at if it fails in the end.
"I know, sister. If you still don't trust my mouth, I won't tell you even if you give me a lot of delicious food."
Cen Zixiang listened to the conversation between the siblings with a smile, and interrupted them when he felt it was almost over: "Let's go, let's go in."
The brother and sister immediately shut up and followed Cen Zixiang obediently. As for Gao Fei, he was like a ghost following them from behind. No one heard him make a sound along the way. However, these people were used to it. This guy always acted well whenever he went out.
Everything here was unfamiliar to the brother and sister. Chen Ye was fine, but Shanzhu was a little nervous and even walked a little unsteadily.
Chen Ye almost laughed out loud when she saw this. How could tying someone up be so fun? He looked even more nervous than her, the person involved.
Cen Zixiang greeted the gatekeeper and took the siblings into the factory gate. This was also Chen Ye's first time entering a factory of this era.
To be honest, your eyes that are rolling around and not seeing anything are not much better than being tied up.
The factories of this era were not like the fully automated factories of later generations. The roar of machines could be heard from several factory buildings standing side by side, and through the open doors one could see the busy workers inside.
The workers all wore uniform dark blue work clothes, white hats and white aprons, and looked quite neat and hygienic from a distance.
However, with her eyesight, she could see the oil stains and twists on the white apron. It would be better not to wear the apron. Just one look at it made her lose her appetite for the factory's products.
In the next workshop, you can see workers surrounding a big dough counter, talking and laughing while working. They don’t even wear masks, so won’t their saliva spray all over the products?
Oh my god, she also saw a middle-aged woman turn around and twist her nose, then wipe her hand on her greasy and twisted apron and continue to fiddle with the dough on the dough board.
Chen Ye suddenly felt a little nauseous. Are food factories this day and age so unrefined? Or are these just isolated cases?
No, this is not some other product. This is something that is to be eaten. Apart from anything else, hygiene must be maintained, right?
"The biscuits produced here are very popular and taste pretty good. I'll buy some for you when I go back later."
Cen Zixiang's eyesight was not as good as Chen Ye's. He didn't pay attention to the situation in the workshop. He just said it without thinking how much psychological trauma this would cause to Chen Ye.
After hearing this, her smile disappeared and she nodded repeatedly: "Thank you, Fourth Brother. You are the best."
Biscuits are a luxury for rural children. They are only supported by their grandfather who earns a salary. Most of the children in the village have never eaten biscuits.
"You little brat, you have such a sweet mouth." Cen Zixiang was obviously very happy with this little flattery.
Chen Ye was about to open her mouth but closed it. Forget it, she would just not eat it then. Could all the snacks be like this at this time?
The children in the village ran around all day, eating food without washing their hands, and she thought they all looked healthy.
If she really raised any objections, Shuanzhu would think that she was reluctant to buy him snacks. At worst, she could just buy snacks produced by other factories. As long as she couldn't see them, they were clean.
Chen Ye didn't look at the situation in the workshop. She was afraid that she would not dare to eat any snacks in the future.
Soon the three of them came to a three-story building. This building was quite characteristic of the times, a red brick and tile building, and it was also the only one of two buildings in the factory.
"This is where their office is located," Cen Zixiang introduced as he took Chen Ye and Shuan Zhu upstairs. They were going to the third floor.
The stairs in this small building are very narrow, and the cement floor is a bit bumpy due to age, but it is still clean. The only advantage of this kind of building may be that it is sturdy enough.
The layout of each floor was similar, with each room serving as an office. They walked to the innermost door with a sign that read "Factory Director's Office" and stopped.
The office door was open, and inside sat a middle-aged man, looking at something with his head down.
Cen Zixiang raised his hand and knocked on the door frame, and the man who was lowering his head at the desk raised his head and looked over.
The man looked younger than Chen Ye had guessed, definitely no more than forty years old. No one knew how worried he was, as half of his hair was white at such a young age.
The man's facial features were a bit tough, which didn't match his thin figure. He must be a very serious person. There were obvious wrinkles between his eyebrows.
The man smiled when he saw the newcomer: "You are the fourth child of the old Cen family, right?"
The man asked Cen Zixiang, but his eyes were looking at the only girl.
Oh my god, this is the hidden gem of Old Cen. They look so much like him. Look at the face shape and the head. Except for the eyes, he is a carbon copy of that guy Cen Boxu!
But why don’t you take this child, who you have finally got, to live with yourself? Instead, why do you arrange for him to work in such a faraway place? Don’t you think he is worried?
It's impossible to say that Lao Cen doesn't like this kid. He could tell from the tone of his voice on the phone that the guy was extremely satisfied, and his purpose of showing off was too obvious.
Could it be that it’s because the kid doesn’t recognize Lao Cen? Hey, that’s good. Even if that guy keeps bragging all day long, he’ll finally be humiliated.
Cen Zixiang... Could it be that Uncle San's old friend has squinting eyes? Why is he looking at his sister when he's talking to him?
Cen Zixiang took a step to the side to block his younger sister: "Hello, Director Qi."
"Why call me Director Qi? Call me Uncle Qi. Your Third Uncle and I are friends who were dug out from among the dead."
Cen Zixiang... if you say this, people who don't know the inside story would think that you two are murderers.
"Haha, that's right. My third uncle also said that you are closer to him than my dad is to me."
Qi Zhenguo acted as if he didn't notice anything wrong with what he said: "That's right, our relationship is no worse than that of brothers. Come in and sit down and talk."
Qi Zhenguo looked at Gao Fei behind Chen Ye and asked, "Who is this?"
How come there is another kid here? Is he also a child of the old Cen family? He has never seen any children of the Cen family.
Cen Zixiang quickly introduced: "This is a childhood friend who grew up in the compound. Gao Fei, this is Uncle Qi."
Gao Fei nodded coldly, which counted as a greeting.
Chen Ye, Cen Zixiang...he was just pretending to be this powerful.
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