To be honest, the situation on the side of the small commodity company is quite miserable, the small commodity building that was once glorious in the 80s is now stopped because the hole in Songjiang Industry is too big to pay the heating and electricity bills, and the original workers have to go to small alleys or simply walk the streets and alleys to beg for a living.

But when Li Xian and Chen Shulin arrived at Songjiang Plastics, they found that compared to here, the small commodity side is simply heaven!

On the side of the small commodity company, although the hardware has broken 100, Li Xian at least sees some vitality from the living. It feels like this small commodity can also be reactivated through commercial means, and it can be done.

But compared to Songjiang Plastics, it feels like a pool of stagnant water!

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When he and Chen Shulin arrived at Songjiang Plastics, it was already more than one o'clock in the afternoon.

The gate of the Songjiang Plastics Factory was closed, but not locked.

Li Xian and Chen Shulin opened the door and entered the factory, and turned around inside for more than half an hour.

Until the two of them wondered, such a big factory, no one could be guarded, why the door was still wide open, suspected of opening the door to thieves, a about fifty years old, rosacea red like a radish head, took a big key and walked out of the office building.

Seeing Li Xian and Chen Shulin standing in the factory compound, the old man was stunned. After a long pause, he jumped on the spot and shouted, "What are you doing?"

From afar, Li Xian could smell the smell of wine coming from the shop.

Dealing with such a person, Chen Shulin has a lot of experience, and he didn't explain anything, so he directly took out a box of Ashima from his pocket and took out two sticks, and picked on the old man with a smile.

"Brother, don't get excited, we are from Beilin, and we are also working in a plastic factory. I heard that our plastic factory is now suspended, come and see if there is any remaining standard material or something?"

Seeing that the cigarettes taken out by Chen Shulin were of sufficient grade, the old man's vigilance had already been half dissipated - the little thief didn't smoke Ashima for thirteen yuan a box these years.

Coupled with the bright smile on Chen Shulin's face, he had the same virtue as those people who came to fight the autumn wind before, and the old man simply took the other half of the guard.

took the two cigarettes, quickly put one on his ear, and lit one on the lighter handed by Chen Shulin. Breathing out a long smoke, the old man rolled his eyes and waved his hand like a fly: "You, it's too late! Eight hundred years earlier, the workers will be upside down." ”

As he spoke, the old man pointed to a vacant field overgrown with weeds in the factory compound, "After the factory was shut down at the beginning of last year, not to mention the standard materials, even the waste materials were sold upside down and sold in tatters, you guys, it's too late!"

The emptiness of Songjiang Plastics has already been seen by Li Xianfang.

After listening to the old man who was burping, he frowned, "Uncle, please ask." Now that the factory has been shut down for so long, where are all the workers in the factory?"

When Li Xian asked about this, the old man's pupils shrank and he became vigilant: "What? Why are you asking this? In addition to using materials, your factory also wants to recruit workers?"

On this stubble, Chen Shulin on the side hurriedly said: "No, our factory is now short of technicians, this does not want our Songjiang Plastics to do a large scale before, the technology must be no worse, anyway, now the factory is suspended, if you can find some people to help us work, this is not a waste of talent!"

"You're making a lot of calculations. The old man smiled and shook his head, "But don't waste your mind in vain, now those who have the ability have found other ways, and those who can't bear it will not move." ”

After smoking a cigarette, the old man seemed to feel that the amount of information he had given was enough, so he put the cigarette in his ear in his mouth and ignored it again.

Standing at the door of the empty factory, Li Xian sighed.

He felt that something was wrong.

After a careful look at the factory, he frowned when he saw two deep ruts on the side of the weedy path at the door of the factory.

Grabbed the old man who wanted to turn around and leave, and asked: "Uncle, I am tired of asking again, can we sell the machines in this factory? ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, then became angry, picked up the key behind him, and drove Li Xian and the others out of the gate on the one hand, and dropped the big lock on the other: "Those broken copper and rotten iron will rust to death eight hundred years ago! Okay, I won't talk to you anymore, hurry up and take a walk, don't delay Lao Tzu to take a nap!"

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After being kicked out without saying anything, Li Xian and Chen Shulin went to the location of the staff dormitory of the Songjiang Plastics Factory.

It is said that the Songjiang plastic factory was originally a factory of several thousand people, in the seventies the plastic factory business is also quite good, in addition to the supply of some plastic parts to the Daqing Oilfield, the factory also produces products similar to plastic buckets, washbasins and the like, in the seventies and eighties under the absolute seller's market, it is also hot.

This dormitory building is in the kind of water tube building in the 70s, and it can be regarded as a serious condition. Looking at it from the outside, the area is as big as that of the same era.

However, after more than 20 years of wind and rain, the vermilion tube Lou Rao is no matter how magnificent it is, it is also dilapidated.

Now that the weather is warm, every household is pulling ropes in the stairs and corridors, and the washed clothes and sheets are hung in a mess, and when you look at it from afar, it looks like a colorful charm has been pasted upstairs.

There was no life in the alleys between the buildings, except for a few old men in hurdle vests and undershirts, playing chess in the shade, and occasionally a few old ladies sitting in the doorways yawning and chattering.

The afternoon in June was blazing, and the weather was not too hot. However, standing under the tattered staff dormitory, Li Xian felt that the whole person was infected by the environment, and he was depressed and sleepy.

Only when I entered the doorway and arrived in the dormitory building, the sound of mahjong added a touch of vitality to this seemingly frozen time.

Looking at such an environment, Li Xian shook his head - he didn't even bother to go in.

Chen Shulin was duty-bound, but he had to go.

After waiting at the door for about ten minutes, Chen Shulin came back sweating profusely.

Throwing away the cigarette butt in his hand, Li Xian raised his eyebrows, "How is it?"

"Hey. Chen Shulin scratched his head as if he saw a ghost, "It's fucking weird, it's full of old men and old ladies, and I don't see any useful people." ”

"That makes sense. ”

Seeing that the results of Chen Shulin's "investigation" were similar to what he expected, Li Xian's conjecture in his heart was roughly confirmed.

"This Songjiang plastic has developed to the current virtue, I'm afraid there is a ghost!"

Looking at the scattered old men and old ladies in front of him, Li Xian hooked the corners of his mouth.

"So, this cadre cemetery, I'm afraid there is something else going on. ”

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