More than 1,000 workers in the factory will lose their jobs, and he, the factory director, is no exception.

Thinking of the gentle and lovely little woman in the small courtyard, as well as the child in her womb, Liu Qingshan's eyebrows were stained with a touch of sadness.

Back at home, Song Meiyu was busy with dinner in the kitchen.

Since Liu Qingshan became the factory director, she no longer works in the canteen, and she doesn't have to leave work late.

Seeing Liu Qingshan coming back, Song Meiyu shouted through the kitchen door.

"When the vegetables are fried, let's go to the house."

Liu Qingshan ignored her and went directly into the main house.

Song Meiyu followed up the room angrily with the food in her hand, and put it on the table and made a big noise.

"Didn't you hear me speak? I said that you are really, usually I don't see anyone, today I finally came back early for a while, I refused to help serve a dish, I really opened my mouth for food, and I stretched out my hand for clothes, and your factory director's shelf was so positive, and when the factory went out of business, we had to drink the northwest wind. ”

Liu Qingshan frowned and looked over.

This wife has really fed up with him.

Vitriol, what is really poked into your heart when you talk with a mouth, and you don't care about other people's emotions at all.

You can turn your face with her for a few days, and after waiting for three or more days, you will have a bitter face again.

It's really a person's cultivation that has been cultivated since childhood, and she has a mean temperament that she can't change no matter how she is raised.

"I'm telling you about business, why are you looking at me like that?"

Song Meiyu put the dishes on the table, and Liu Qingshan said, "Let me tell you, now the people in the factory know that the factory is going to close down, I heard that after the closure, these workers in our factory were laid off directly, and now they are all able to collect something from home, you are the factory director, we both work in the factory, look back, and bring some home, even if we are laid off, we can also drop something." ”

Liu Qingshan couldn't see it, but Song Meiyu was an ordinary worker in the factory.

No matter how much those people dodge, she still knows some rumors.

What's more, since the news came out, the people in the factory didn't care about being seen by her.

Watching those big bags and small bags take things home, she really can't do it.

But the wood at home doesn't allow her to do that.

"What do you want to take?"

Liu Qingshan asked in a low voice.

"Of course, what is there to take, what is good to take, what is worth what to take, but we don't have anything of value there, but aren't you the factory director? You can't take some good things from home......"

"That's enough."

Without waiting for Song Meiyu to finish speaking, Liu Qingshan interrupted sharply.

Song Meiyu kept saying those words from his ear these days, he already knew her thoughts, but he didn't expect her to say this.

"You really think there's no one in the factory, do you?"

Song Meiyu was stunned for a moment, but quickly came back to her senses.

"Is there anyone you don't know in your heart? The news has come down, why do you still want to guard this broken factory? Liu Qingshan, open your eyes and see, who is not doing everything possible to get more benefits from the workers in the factory now, don't you understand at this time? What's the use of you being upright for half a day? In the end, it's still not as good as the first machine factory and the second machine factory. ”

After Liu Qingshan became the factory director, Song Meiyu not only did not get the treatment of the factory director's wife as she imagined, but suffered the white eyes of many colleagues and has endured it for a long time.