Su Zijun suddenly remembered what Zhao Fulai said in the factory that day.

Considering that Zhao Fulai has been trying to find out about his brother's whereabouts from time to time recently...

Su Zijun frowned, "Mom, our factory has recently allocated two quotas for regular workers. I heard from my uncle that he wants to get Zhiqiang in."

"If he has the ability, he will go."

Zhang Fengxia said this with a stern face, turned her head and looked at Su Ziyu, and said sternly, "You are not allowed to help them, do you hear me?"

"Mom, how did the Zhao family offend you?" Su Ziyu was a little curious.

His mother is not a narrow-minded person.

Whenever the villagers encounter difficulties, she helps them if she can.

Today this...

"Zhihuan was kidnapped by human traffickers. Your father notified everyone on the loudspeaker to go up the mountain to look for him. All the people in the village came, but her family members didn't show up. Why did you help such heartless people?" Zhang Fengxia got angry when she talked about it.

If it were her personality, she would never have any contact with such relatives again.

"Zhang Fengxia, was what you just said true?" Su Changjiang rushed out of the house with an angry face.

That day, Su Changjiang was so busy that he didn't even notice who came and who didn't.

"If I, Zhang Fengxia, say a single word that is unfair to the Zhao family, please let me be struck by lightning and die a miserable death." Zhang Fengxia swore to the heavens.

Su Changjiang's expression turned ugly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He originally thought that Su Hongying was just a bit arrogant and had good intentions, but he didn't expect that Su Hongying could be so cold-blooded...

Her own nephew's wife was kidnapped by human traffickers, and her family was indifferent? !

"From now on, the Su family is the Su family, and the Zhao family is the Zhao family. Make it clear to me." Su Changjiang's face was gloomy and his brows were furrowed.

How can we expect such a heartless and worse-than-animal thing to help them? ! "Dad, we got it." Su Zijun, the eldest brother, led his younger brothers and sisters to express their opinions.

Shen Zhihuan sat up straight.

She has lived in the Su family for more than half a year, and she has never seen her father-in-law lose his temper so badly.

In her memory, her father-in-law has always been a very gentle person. Even if he gets angry occasionally, he has never been so harsh.

Not to mention that Shen Zhihuan, the new daughter-in-law, had never seen her before, even Zhou Xiuqiao, who had been married for several years, had never seen her before.

Perhaps noticing something strange about Shen Zhihuan, Su Ziyu held her hand soothingly.

"Dad, we understand..." Su Ziyu said in a light voice.

But Su Changjiang still sensed the subtlety in his son's tone.

He coughed lightly, put away the coldness on his face, and forced a smile.

"Zhihuan, Dad is not angry with you."

"I know." Shen Zhihuan smiled with his lips curved.

Fear……

Doesn't exist!

The reason she sat up was simply because her parents-in-law and eldest brother were all standing, and it was somewhat impolite and unsightly for her to lie there alone.

Seeing that his second daughter-in-law was indeed not scared, Su Changjiang smiled and nodded, then turned around and went back to the house.

Su Lili, who was standing next to Su Zijun, gently tugged at the corner of Su Zijun's clothes and whispered, "Brother, have you ever seen Dad lose his temper like this before?"

Su Zijun shook his head.

As long as he could remember, he had never seen his father lose his temper so badly.

However, what the Zhao family did is indeed infuriating.

Watching someone die without helping or doing anything, is this what they call blood is thicker than water, and broken bones are still connected by tendons? !

This kind of blood is thicker than water, there is really nothing rare about it.

“Brother…”

"Go and help your sister-in-law cook, and stop asking questions here." Su Lili wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Fengxia.

"Oh!" Su Lili nodded obediently, turned around and ran back to the kitchen.

She just wanted to ask her elder brother, if Zhao Xiaotao asked her for something again in the future, would she give it to her? But judging from the attitude of her parents, she probably couldn't give it to her.

It just so happened that she didn't want to give it.

Zhao Xiaotao always took advantage of the fact that she was her cousin and asked her for this and that.

In the past, I only asked for some small things, like rubber bands for tying hair and hairpins for fixing hair, and she was too lazy to argue with her.

But a few days ago, she actually wanted the dress that her second sister-in-law bought for her. When she refused, Zhao Xiaotao deliberately threw her dress on the ground and stepped on it.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

If her mother hadn't always told her to be friendly to her brothers and sisters, she would have given up wanting a cousin like this a long time ago.

Zhang Fengxia shook her head helplessly, bent down, picked up the washed lettuce leaves by the well, and went to the kitchen.

Su Zijun picked up a small stool and moved closer to Su Ziyu.

"Zi Yu, in our factory, one of the two positions for factory director has been internally chosen to be the nephew of his wife, and the other one has been heard to be the son of a director. What should Li Jiabao do?" Su Zijun glanced at the door of the main room and the kitchen, and then whispered after making sure that no one came out.

"It's okay, I've already taken care of this matter. Just let him go to work in your factory next Monday." Su Ziyu pursed his lips.

"You've done it?!" Su Zijun raised his voice in surprise, "When did you do it?"

It only takes three to five days for the quota to be approved.

Moreover, he heard those gossips from the factory director's brother-in-law.

The fact that the factory had a quota for regular workers was kept secret by the factory director and the manager.

If he didn't have a good relationship with the factory director's brother-in-law, he wouldn't have known about it!

He, together with Zhao Fulai, the factory director, the factory director's brother-in-law, the director, and the director's son, can be counted on one hand.

"This morning." Su Ziyu gently waved the bamboo fan.

"Didn't you go buying furniture this morning? Why are you looking for a permanent employee quota again?" Su Zijun frowned slightly.

"I also visited your head office." Su Ziyu said calmly.

Su Ziyu's comrade-in-arms is the director of the flour mill. It is a piece of cake for him to send someone to the branch factory.

The director of the main factory asked the branch factory for quotas, who dared to say anything? !

"I heard from the factory director's brother-in-law that Zhao Fulai has been giving gifts to the factory director quite a lot recently..."

When Su Zijun heard the gift list that the factory director's brother-in-law recited, he felt sorry for Zhao Fulai.

Su Ziyu curled his lips slightly, with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"Let him take it!"

He wanted to see whether Zhao Fulai's gift was bigger or the face of the factory director's wife and nephew was bigger.

"I think he might come to your house in the next two days." Su Zijun guessed.

After all, the quota for formal employees had been announced several days ago, and Zhao Fulai had already given quite a few gifts.

But I never got the quota.

It would be strange if Zhao Fulai didn't get upset! "Do the Zhao family really think we deserve them?" Su Ziyu licked his back teeth.