◎Second update◎
Chen Siming had just concluded another deal with a farmer from a neighboring city who provided cotton and signed a two-year cotton purchasing contract. Because of this, his pockets were already bulging and he had become a half-millionaire.
The director of the purchasing office earns 75 yuan a month. Even with some extra money added in, it’s a maximum of 100 yuan a month. After this experience, Chen Siming realized how stupid he was before.
It’s so easy to make money out there!
After having lunch with others at a state-owned hotel, I returned to the cotton mill leisurely.
He was not afraid of being discovered because he had colluded with the head of the Finance Department to make the accounts, and because of his father's relationship, the last time someone questioned the quality of the cotton, it was Wu Bingnian who blocked it. After all, everyone had to give Chen Yong some face.
But today, as soon as he entered the factory, he found something was wrong. The workers on the street were whispering to each other when they saw him, and were looking at him strangely. Chen Siming looked at himself and found that he was dressed fine. He touched his face and found nothing on it.
When I arrived at the door of the Purchasing Office, I happened to see Chen Yong's secretary, and only then did I realize that I had been reported to the public.
Rushing into the factory director's office, Chen Siming was slapped by his father and felt dizzy, but now was not the time to cry out in pain.
"Dad, someone is framing me!"
Chen Yong was very sharp and had already figured out everything after most of the day. On the table was the fake accounts made by Chen Siming in collusion with the head of the Finance Department.
"Why do you accept bribes when you are doing something wrong?" Chen Yong stared at his son with a sharp gaze and asked in a deep voice, "How much did you take? Tell me clearly!"
"Five thousand." He answered in a very low voice.
Chen Siming has always been cautious, and Chen Yong didn't bother him much because he thought he didn't have the courage to do anything outrageous.
Five thousand, what does that mean? Nowadays, a worker's salary is generally a few dozen yuan, which is the money that a worker would have to save by not eating or drinking for more than ten years!
"Then the cotton farmer can give you five thousand?" It sounds like a fantasy.
"Dad, I don't know where that guy went to make a fortune. He said he went to the south for a few years and has a lot of money. This time he came back to supply all the cotton in their commune to the state-owned cotton factory." Chen Siming forgot about his current situation when he said this. He wanted to show off to Chen Yong, "He really has a lot of money..."
Seeing that this man refused to repent, Chen Yong slapped the table, causing the lid of the enamel cup to bounce up and then fall back to its original place with a clink.
"You know where his money comes from, so you dare to take it?" Although Chen Yong also has money transactions, he will not easily accept money from others, unless the person has passed many tests and can be classified as one of his own.
He had always been cautious and felt that his son was not living up to expectations, so he scolded him for half an hour before he came up with a plan.
"This time, several old bones in the factory reported it publicly. It's difficult to cover it up. We can only push the matter onto the subordinates. I arranged for the Finance Department to make up a story." Seeing Chen Siming happy, thinking that he could stay out of it, he immediately scolded him, "Keep your skin close to me! You can't stay in the position of Purchasing Director. This time I just saved you from going to jail. Do you think you are still so glorious?"
"Dad! Are you going to fire me?" Chen Siming's eyes widened, as if they were about to fall out. He was a well-known figure in the factory, how could he bear this? How would the thousands of workers look at him in the future? "Dad, you are the factory director, you can't just ignore me."
Chen Yong kicked Chen Siming in the chest, and raised his voice in anger, "You once had a problem with your behavior, and now you have brought up the issue of bribery. Do you really want to destroy our Chen family? I have already put in a lot of effort to protect you!"
Chen Yong had to take care of so many people for this matter. If he hadn't remembered that Chen Siming was his own son, he would have pushed him out long ago!
Having said that, looking at Chen Siming sitting paralyzed on the ground, Chen Yong was angry at him for not fighting back, so he ignored him and told his secretary Xiao Fang to do the work.
The factory's investigation meeting will be held in three days, and the factory's leadership team will be present. Even if he is the factory director, he cannot cover up everything. The best way to deal with this matter is to push the whole thing out and find a scapegoat. Chen Siming will be dismissed for poor supervision, and then we can make long-term plans after the storm subsides.
As for the scapegoat, we have to find one from the purchasing office.
Secretary Xiao Fang had found out the information and family situations of all the people in the Purchasing Office in a short while, and went to Chen Yong. "Director, there is an employee in the Purchasing Office whose family is in financial difficulty. He has a seriously ill mother, a younger sister who is still in junior high school, and a wife who doesn't have a job. The whole family depends on his salary. He is a person who values family and is easy to control."
Chen Yong gave an order and asked him to do it.
Coercion or inducement, one of them always works.
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After a busy day, Liang Baozhen went home alone after get off work. Xu Shengjie still had to work overtime as people were needed to overhaul the equipment. In addition, Chen Siming was under investigation, and the equipment workers who helped with the maintenance also had a say.
After dinner, Liang Baozhen went to see Cheng Caili. Cheng Caili had been pregnant for a short time and had severe morning sickness. She often felt nauseous and couldn't eat, which made Lu Yuan very anxious.
"Sister Caili, are you home alone?"
"Baozhen, come sit down and let's talk." Cheng Caili had nothing to say at the moment, half leaning on the sofa with a smile on her face, "Lu Yuan went out to buy food."
Speaking of this, Cheng Caili felt a little embarrassed, as she had a poor appetite recently. She didn't feel like eating the things she used to like. Instead, she often suddenly wanted to eat something outside.
Thinking that his wife finally had some appetite, Lu Yuan hurriedly rode his bicycle to buy some.
"I barely ate two bites of dinner today, and I vomited everything. I suddenly wanted to eat the donkey stew from the state-owned hotel, so Lu Yuan went out to buy it."
Liang Baozhen saw that she was having a hard time being pregnant. Others would gain weight when they were pregnant, but Cheng Caili looked much thinner. "Can your body handle this? Does the doctor have any solution?"
"It's OK. The doctor said if you can't take it for a long time, he'll prescribe some nutritional supplements."
"Milk, milk, the milk is here~"
The sound of bells rang outside. Cheng Caili hurriedly tried to get up, but Liang Baozhen supported her. "Sister Caili, what do you want to take?"
Lu Yuan and Cheng Caili went to the hospital some time ago. With the pregnancy report and a doctor's certificate, they went to the milk station to order milk.
Every afternoon, the employees at the milk station would ride their bikes with a large bucket of milk to distribute the milk.
Every time I passed by Yueya Hutong, a group of children would gather around me. The smell was also good, the milky aroma was so tempting.
However, Cheng Caili always felt that the fishy smell was stronger. The milk station only sold freshly squeezed milk. She became more sensitive to the smell after she became pregnant. But thinking that drinking milk was good for herself and her child, she had to drink it anyway!
After all, not everyone can drink milk, a high-end nutritional product. Only senior officials, pregnant women and infants can order milk with certificates.
Liang Baozhen helped her take the porcelain basin on the table and went out to get half a pound of milk from the milkman.
The white milk with its sweet milky flavor dazzled many children's eyes.
"Aunt Caili, is this delicious?"
"It must be delicious. It smells so good!"
Biaozi ran back to the house, shouting that he wanted to drink milk, but Wei Da Ye slapped him on the head, "What do you want to drink? You are not a pregnant woman or a baby."
"Then let's have another baby! Let my mother give birth to one! It's just right for her to have a sister. Xiaowei has a sister, but I don't!" Biaozi had never seen a baby being born, so he always thought it was easy. He guessed that the mother's ability to speak would improve after that.
"You've thought it through well?" Dong Xiufen touched her son's head. She had lost a baby before, and she lost it when it was four months old. Later, she got hurt and it was difficult for her to get pregnant again, so Biaozi was the only baby in the family. "Even if there is another baby, you won't get any milk. It will definitely go to the newborn baby."
"Forget it, I don't want a sister anymore." Biaozi thought about it and felt that it would be not worth it if he couldn't get the milk to drink!
When Lu Yuan came back on his bike, the milk had already been boiled at home. The aroma of milk wafted from the stove to the outside. He was carrying donkey BBQ from the State-owned Hotel and bought some osmanthus cake from Fu Kee on the way back.
It was snowing outside, and the snowstorm got stronger in the evening. Cheng Caili saw that Lu Yuan's hair was stained with white, as if he had aged many years. She smiled at him and said, "Lu Yuan, this is what you will look like when you are fifty."
Shaking off the snow, Lu Yuan carried his lunch box into the house. He didn't dare get too close to his wife, fearing that his cold air would chill her. "You still look handsome when you're old, don't you?"
"Hmph~" Cheng Caili snorted through her nose, thinking that this man was really narcissistic.
Liang Baozhen left Cheng Caili's house and saw the wind whistling outside, like a baby crying at night, blowing the window fan to and fro, and snowflakes were flying all over the sky, making the large courtyard look like it was covered in silver.
With a click, the two windows closed and bolted, blocking out the cold air. Liang Baozhen looked outside. The large courtyard was quiet and no one was walking around.
It was a cold and windy night and Xu Shengjie had not returned yet.
The kerosene lamp in the bedroom was still on. Liang Baozhen was lying on the bed, wanting to wait for the man to come back, but she fell asleep while waiting.
When I woke up again, Xu Shengjie was just throwing off the quilt and getting ready to go to bed.
Xu Shengjie suddenly saw his wife open her eyes and look at him sleepily. He quickened his pace of tiptoeing to pull the quilt, blew out the kerosene lamp and climbed onto the bed.
"Did I wake you up?" His voice was a little hoarse, and the night wind was still too cool.
Liang Baozhen rubbed her eyes. Her throat was hoarse from sleeping so much. She answered vaguely, "No, I don't know why I woke up so suddenly."
After waking up for a moment, he reached out and touched Xu Shengjie's arm, feeling it was warm. "Did you take a shower?"
"Yeah, your body is too cold, otherwise you'd be freezing if you went to bed." Xu Shengjie rode his bicycle back in the wind and snow, and his body was full of cold. After returning home, he rubbed his hands, filled a large pot of hot water, and took a battle bath to wash away the coldness.
"Be careful not to catch a cold." It's too easy to get sick if you take a shower at home in this weather.
"It's okay." Xu Shengjie's body was steaming hot from his shower. He hugged Liang Baozhen and felt her hands and feet were cold. "Why are you so cold today?"
Liang Baozhen has always been a little stove, hotter than ordinary people. Even in winter, her hands are not too cold, but there is a constant source of warmth. But today, she went out for a while, and was blinded by the snow. She stayed outside for a while and was indeed cold. Even lying in bed for a long time, she still couldn't warm up.
"It's enough as long as you are warm." Liang Baozhen now found the source of heat and went straight into Xu Shengjie's arms, putting her hands on his arms. Listening to his hissing from the cold, she giggled in the quilt.
Xu Shengjie held Liang Baozhen's hands with both hands and rubbed them vigorously. After a while, they were warm. Then he changed to the other hand. However, his wife did not stop at all. She put her two feet on his feet again, which were also cold.
"Have you repaired the equipment? How is the investigation into Chen Siming's case going?" Liang Baozhen was looking forward to him being arrested.
"It's almost finished. Most of the equipment is still too old, and there's a cotton quality problem. The cotton lint is accumulating and clogging it. We dismantled a lot of it today and cleaned it thoroughly."
Xu Shengjie stood up and prepared to get out of bed. Liang Baozhen was leaning against him to keep warm. How could the heat source disappear? "Where are you going?"
"Your feet are too cold, soak them in hot water."
Late in the night, Liang Baozhen sat on the edge of the bed, watching Xu Shengjie bring in a basin of steaming hot water for washing feet. She remembered a dream she had once had, in which this man washed her feet very skillfully.
For some unknown reason, Liang Baozhen asked, "Do you want to wash my feet?"
As soon as she said it, she regretted it!
What kind of request is this?!
Regret!
The author has something to say:
Liang Baozhen: What kind of perverted (bushi) requests am I talking about?
Xu Shengjie: It’s not impossible
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