Located in the suburbs of Xijing City, Xingyuan Iron and Steel Plant was founded in the early eighties of the twentieth century, which is a steel mill with a history of more than 30 years, and has made great contributions to the development of Xijing City over the years. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Zhang Tengren has reached the age of Bensan, a man who came to Xijing from other places to work, and is currently an ordinary steelmaking worker at Xingyuan Iron and Steel Plant.

Tall and thin at 1.76 meters, full of tendon meat, quick hands and feet, diligent and helpful, Zhang Tengren has always had a good popularity and high popularity in the factory.

No, there are already rumors in the factory, and soon the steelmaking plant will be relocated, and after the relocation, the front-line workers will be given a raise, and some people will be selected from the old employees to become junior managers in the factory.

And Zhang Tengren is recognized as an excellent employee in the factory, and there is no doubt about his promotion.

To put it bluntly, going out to work is to make money, and it is the vision of most people to be able to earn money to ensure the basic life of a family's wife and children, and then strive for a better life. As for those who are promoted or not, it doesn't matter, a salary increase is the most real.

Zhang Tengren didn't have much education, and after graduating from primary school, he could only write hundreds of commonly used Chinese characters, but his mother forced him to practice every day so he memorized them by rote. His mother often said that he could not study, but he must not stop studying.

When he was a child, Zhang Tengren's favorite reading was "Journey to the West", "Interpretation of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin".

The same is true, Zhang Tengren attaches more importance to 'loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness' than others, and it is best to fight grievances.

Today, Zhang Tengren is very grateful for his mother's teachings, still remembers the words his mother often says, and maintains the habit of reading.

On this morning, the north wind was blowing, and the sun hanging high in the sky seemed to be only illuminated, making people feel the presence of temperature.

It's New Year's Day, and even the air seems to smell festive.

Zhang Tengren has been working for more than 100 days in a row, just to accompany his mother at home during this New Year's Day holiday, and he is about to set off for his head back today, when he is just standing in the courtyard of the factory.

"What's going on out there?"

Zhang Tengren stopped and faintly heard the shouting and scolding outside the factory.

It's New Year's Day soon, and not many days after New Year's Day is the Spring Festival, and the closer we get to the end of the year, the more pickpockets there are on the streets, and there are many robberies and robbers in broad daylight.

Why?

Of course, I want to go home for the New Year, how can I go home for the New Year if I don't have money? How can you show off when you don't have money to go home? If you don't have the money to go back to the village, won't you be looked down upon?

Zhang Tengren glanced at an iron rod leaning against the wall, and subconsciously covered his pockets of clothes, the three hundred yuan in his pocket was the salary of three days' work, and he couldn't be robbed.

These years are not very peaceful, there are still a lot of ruffians and hooligans in the village, and the people from far and near are their territory, and some of them also specialize in blackmailing outsiders and collecting tolls and protection fees, which is called 'peace fees'.

"Brother Teng Ren, it's that group of gangsters coming over again!"

When Zhang Tengren was relieved, he shouted from near the gate to Wang Chunjie, who ran from the factory.

Wang Chunjie is a well-known loud voice in the factory, and the effect of this voice is a barrage.

"The gang is here again? Damn, we're bullies?! ”

"I really thought we were afraid of them!"

"Brother Teng Ren, what do you say, we listen to you!"

"Yes, Brother Teng Ren, you have the best brain, and you can fight fiercely, we will obey you! If anyone is not convinced, hum, it will be impossible to get along with my little saucer - oops! ”

"Go, go, while playing, the seventeen-year-old baby is making a lot of fun."

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Zhang Tengren looked at the workers in the factory who came from all directions, and said in his heart that it was impossible not to be moved.

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I still remember that during the five or six years of working in this steel-making plant, the workers confronted the gangsters, hooligans, ruffians, and other idle people of society who did not do their jobs properly.

If it weren't for the fact that the workers had been holding together, the result would certainly not have been a confrontation but a one-sided lesson, and of course it would have been them, the workers from other places, who would have been taught a lesson.

The last time the two sides confronted each other was more than half a year ago, the reason was that Wang Chunjie bought a pack of cigarettes on the way back to the factory, and said on the way "This cigarette is good~", which happened to be heard by the gangsters who were wandering on the street outside the factory, and soon several gangsters blocked the way, glanced at the cigarette in his hand and did not speak.

The meaning of this is clear.

Although Wang Chunjie felt a bad breath in his chest, he didn't want to cause trouble when he was in the field. Squeezed out a smile and took out five or six cigarettes, thinking that each person would have a cigarette, so he should incense them in advance.

"What is this smoke? Green Joy?? What the hell! Grass! ”

"You're trying to fool me, aren't you?!"

This bastard thought it was the Chinese Hibiscus King or something, but what the fuck was this? I threw it away.

The factory is in front of him, of course Wang Chunjie is not afraid of these gangsters, he just doesn't want to cause trouble.

Of course, the gangsters were not to be outdone, and a group of people came to a phone call.

The two sides froze.

When the leader of the bastards, a man named Brother Xiong, arrived slowly in a small car, and immediately raised his hand and slapped him after listening to the little bastards talk about the cause of the incident.

Smack-

The slap was so clean that the workers were stunned, and the rest of the thugs were stunned.

Is Brother Xiong mistaken, how can he beat his own people?

"A bunch of poor workers don't even have some oil and water, and you have alarmed Lao Tzu just for a cigarette, you are fucking pig brains! I really want to see what is in your head! It's not all scattered for me! ”

Brother Xiong has spoken, of course the gangsters are scattered as birds and beasts.

This is also the first time that Zhang Tengren and the others have seen Brother Xiong, the leader of this ruffian hooligan, up close.

It was also from this time that Zhang Tengren and the others completely understood that it was not that these gangsters did not dare to touch them, but just because they had nothing to fish, and people looked down on them.

Zhang Tengren deduced that there must be more powerful characters behind this male brother, otherwise, just based on the IQ of these gangsters, they still know how to pick fat and thin?

Now, more than half a year has passed, and the two sides are well water and river water. To be precise, the workers will try to avoid these gangsters, which is quite a bit of a retreat.

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Of course, he was moved by the emotion in his heart, and Zhang Tengren himself wondered: he planned to take advantage of the festival to go out to worship the Five Organs Temple, buy some tobacco, alcohol and snacks and come back to be lively with the big guys. This hasn't even gone out of the factory gate yet, so it's not going to be you who provoked these bastards?

Wang Chunjie's big voice just called out a voice, and in the blink of an eye, there were more than a dozen people gathered in the kung fu factory, and some were on duty.

More than a dozen young men picked up the iron rods, iron rods and other things in the factory, and one by one, like soldiers before the battle, just waiting for Zhang Tengren to speak.

The formation of the workers is quite a bit of a duck on the shelf: they have been pressed by these gangsters, and they can't swallow this breath!

Seeing that the brothers around him were holding their breath, Zhang Tengren himself was in the year of fighting, so what were he afraid of? !

"It's a big deal to fight with them, it's all two shoulders and one head, who the fuck is afraid of whom! Brothers, follow me! ”

Zhang Tengren rolled up his sleeves, picked up a steel rod, and walked towards the gate first. (To be continued.) )