The people in the audience were also talking about it——
"That's right, the recruitment form is a treasure, how could you possibly pick it up?"
Everyone obviously didn't believe it. In their entire lives, they had never heard of anyone picking up job recruitment forms.
"I... I'm just lucky!" Although he had known that Zhang Xingrong would make this public, Zhang Guoan still couldn't help but feel nervous. "You have bad luck yourself, and you don't allow me to have good luck!"
"That's right, my child's father is just lucky. What does it have to do with you?" Chen Xuezhi helped.
Only Lian Ya, who was standing next to her, was a little surprised. She looked at Zhang Xingrong in disbelief. How did she know this?
"Really?" Zhang Xingrong sneered, pulling out seven or eight photos and throwing them out. "Second Uncle, you said you were lucky, but why does the record you left with the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau say you got the opportunity to work at the factory as a family member of a martyr?"
She took several photos and posted twenty more when she posted them online.
The photo was thrown out and scattered in front of several people, and they were stunned.
The people in the audience couldn't help but climb up and take two photos to look at.
"Hey, who can read the words? What's written on the photo?"
"I understand, I understand. Let me read it to you. It's Comrade Zhang Guoan..."
When the words on the file were read out, the audience suddenly became excited.
"Uncle, what else do you have to say? My father was a martyr, and we are his family, but we had no idea such an opportunity existed! You actually lied to us and snatched our place!" Zhang Hewu looked at the photo and couldn't understand what was going on. His family actually had the opportunity to work in the factory, but they had no idea!
Sun Shaoqiang chimed in at this point: "I know about this, too. I was Zhang Guojun's comrade-in-arms. When Comrade Zhang Guojun died, the army proposed giving his family quotas to work in the factory. I remember that the quotas were for his children, not for anyone else!"
Zhang Guoan had prepared a lot of excuses, but now he couldn't say a single word. He hadn't thought Zhang Xingrong would take the photo. He had originally wanted to make a few excuses to confuse everyone. But now, the photo was here, how could he defend himself?
Besides, Sun Shaoqiang's words unconsciously serve as irrefutable evidence.
Zhang Hewan, who was standing next to him, was also shocked: "Second Aunt, is this true?"
Zhang Xingrong had caused him to be late for the exam, but there was no Gaokao now. If he wanted to continue his studies, he could apply to the Workers and Peasants University, which he could apply to even without taking the exam. But he didn't have the skills. For so many years, he had to toiled tirelessly in the production team.
But if there's a chance to work in a factory in the city, who wouldn't want to go? Working in a factory, you get a salary, receive commercial grain, meat coupons, and so on. You can even get a house and live in the city! No more digging in the dirt for food—what a great opportunity!
Not to mention the country folk, even the educated youth wanted factory quotas because with factory quotas, they could return to the city.
He had the chance to get such a precious spot, but it was snatched away from him. How could he not be shocked?
"I...how would I know?" Chen Xuezhi denied.
"You really don't know?" Zhang Hewan no longer knew how to believe her. Didn't she say she would treat him well, like a son? But how could she be like this?
"You are so heartless!" Zhang Hewu rushed forward angrily to hit people, but he was tied up and was stopped after a while.
Seeing this, Zhang Guoan couldn't help but take a step back and lean against the old man.
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