Mr. Shen has been waiting for news at home.

As soon as Shen Zhihuan finished speaking truthfully, Mr. Shen raised the teacup in his hand.

“Aa ...

The little guy's "babbling" sounded at the right time.

Most of Mr. Shen's anger dissipated instantly.

The hand raised in the air slowly dropped down.

Putting the teacup on the low table, Mr. Shen took the little guy.

"Ah...oh...ah...ah..." The little fellow, who had no idea of ​​the feeling of sorrow, grinned and smiled sweetly at Grandpa Shen.

"My little Guaiguai is the least worrying one." Mr. Shen sighed.

I don’t know if the little guy understood Mr. Shen’s compliment or was happy to see his mother, but he laughed even more happily.

That innocent and cute smiling face instantly melted everyone's heart.

"Grandpa, there's no need to get angry about those filthy things." Shen Zhihuan comforted softly.

Instead of exhausting yourself mentally, it is better to go crazy and exhaust others.

Thinking of the time when Shen Zhimei asked her before she left, if Qian Xingsheng and Qian Zhizhi agreed to exchange their positions as regular workers for Qian Laozi and Xie Xiaofen, would she really let them go? Shen Zhihuan sneered.

Let go...

She agreed to let him go, because there were still Shen Zhimei and Qian Xingwang, and if worst came to worst, there was still her own Brigade Commander Su.

If you do something wrong, you must accept the punishment.

The person has to go to jail and the formal employment quota has to be returned.

Repay evil with kindness...

It doesn't exist! .The next morning.

Qian Xingsheng walked across the mess to go to work, but was stopped outside the door by the gatekeeper.

Because it was working hours, there were a lot of people coming and going.

When the gatekeeper stopped people like this, everyone looked at Qian Xingsheng with curiosity.

Sensing everyone's inquiring gazes, Qian Xingsheng's cheeks flushed, and he felt embarrassed and annoyed.

"Uncle, I'm Qian Xingsheng from the second workshop! Don't you recognize me?" Qian Xingsheng lifted his middle-parted bangs and showed them to the uncle who was guarding the door.

He borrowed his phone yesterday.

How could he not recognize him!?

"I'm Qian Xingwang's brother, his eldest brother Qian Xingsheng..." Probably because he was afraid that the gatekeeper's eyesight wasn't good enough to see clearly, Qian Xingsheng moved closer to the gatekeeper.

"I borrowed your phone yesterday..." Seeing that the gatekeeper didn't respond for a long time, he reminded anxiously.

While speaking, he did not forget to turn his head sideways to show the gatekeeper his left and right sides of his face.

The funny action made the people watching on the side couldn't help laughing.

"I don't care whether you are prosperous or poor, if your name is not in the factory, you can't enter." The uncle who was guarding the door looked cold.

"Uncle, I was still at work the day before yesterday..." Qian Xingsheng was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

He couldn't figure it out.

When he came to borrow the phone yesterday, it was still fine. It's only been one night...

"Go, go, go, hurry up. A good dog doesn't block the road. Don't stand here and affect everyone's passage." The gatekeeper pushed him out as if he were driving away the plague god.

Eating other people's food, drinking other people's drinks, living in other people's houses, and bullying other people's daughters, what kind of person is he! He looks like a decent person, but he does nothing.

"Uncle..." Qian Xingsheng was pushed back repeatedly.

"Uncle?" The uncle guarding the door snorted, "It's useless even if you call me uncle."

"Uncle, I am really a formal employee of this factory. If you don't believe me, you can go find the production director of our second workshop. He can prove it for me." Qian Xingsheng begged.

"I told you, we don't have people like you in our factory." The gatekeeper picked up the broom beside him.

"Who is this person?" someone in the crowd asked in a low voice.

"Shen Zhimei's uncle." Someone answered in a low voice.

The factory says money is booming, but perhaps some people don’t know this.

But speaking of Shen Zhimei...

That is truly known to everyone.

after all……

Given the fame of Mr. Shen and Shen Zhilan, it would be hard for people in the factory not to know Shen Zhimei.

"What's going on?" Many people were puzzled.

A few days ago, Qian Xingsheng looked very pleased with himself.

What's going on today?!

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Without waiting for someone who knew the situation to come out and explain, Qian Xingsheng grabbed a middle-aged man who was pushing a bicycle inside.

"Director Zhou, please help me talk to the uncle who is guarding the door. I've told him many times, but he just won't let me in." Qian Xingsheng was extremely excited.

The middle-aged man frowned and looked at his sleeves which were wrinkled by Qian Xingsheng's tugging, with the coldness and disgust in his eyes not concealed at all.

But Qian Xingsheng was so excited that he didn't notice that the middle-aged man's brows were almost twisted into knots.

"Qian Xingsheng, uncle is right, you are no longer a worker in our factory. As for your salary from the past few days, you will receive it when Accountant Wang comes to work later." The middle-aged man frowned, with no extra expression on his face.

The smile on Qian Xingsheng's face froze.

She looked at the middle-aged man in disbelief.

We were still on friendly terms the day before yesterday, but now he has turned against me and doesn't recognize me?!

"Director Zhou, did I do something wrong?" Qian Xingsheng wanted to laugh, but the corners of his mouth couldn't bend for a long time.

"We don't want workers with ideological problems in our factory." The middle-aged man said bluntly.

"No, I have no problem. There is nothing wrong with my thinking..." Qian Xingsheng was visibly panicked.

He just got a stable job...

"You allowed your wife to hit a five-year-old child with a vase. Tell me, is there anything wrong with your thinking?" the middle-aged man said coldly.

"I didn't, it was her own fault..." Qian Xingsheng wanted to explain.

A middle-aged woman trotted over.

Seeing Qian Xingsheng, she took out a big unity banknote from her pocket and stuffed it into his hand.

“Here’s your salary.”

After that, without waiting for Qian Xingsheng to speak, he said to the middle-aged man: "Director Zhou, the factory director asked me to notify you to go to his office."

"What did you say?" the middle-aged man asked with a smile.

"It seems to be saying that you are asked to represent the factory to visit the two daughters of Comrade Shen Zhimei and Comrade Qian Xingwang." The middle-aged woman thought for a while.

"The factory director is really thoughtful!" The middle-aged man immediately flattered him.

The two of them talked as they walked, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

Seeing that it was time to go to work, everyone lost interest in watching the fun and walked quickly inside.

They were talking in low voices as they walked.

"Qian Xingsheng's iron rice bowl hasn't even been warmed up yet..."

"That's what he deserves. He eats other people's food, drinks other people's drinks, lives in other people's houses, and even treats other people like his own maid. Do they really think that other people's families have no one?"

"Yes! They thought Shen Zhimei and her husband were honest, so they wanted to cause trouble for them. Now, their parents made a move, and they are dumbfounded! The iron rice bowl they had in their hands has melted into water."

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Finally, Qian Xingsheng was the only one left standing at the gate, unable to come back to his senses for a long time. (End of this chapter)