Song Qingtian stayed at school for a few days, and also paid careful attention to Zhao Gengju.

This guy, every time I see him, I feel that he looks a little better than before, even though Song Qingtian has hatred for him in his previous life, but when he sees Zhao Gengju's more and more outstanding face, he can't help but look at him twice.

Zhao Gengju in his previous life, at this time he was still living a very difficult life, and with Zhao Leiming's brother in this life, he had a really good time.

There is no shortage of food and clothing, and the spirit of dressing up all day long, this can be done without being a little white face, and directly upgrade to a playboy.

Qin Xiaoyun told her about Zhao Gengju and Su Jinping's good things again, Song Qingtian was not surprised at all, it is normal for such a person to spend a lot of time.

However, hearing that Yang Yufei had left the school cafeteria, Song Qingtian was quite surprised.

Qin Xiaoyun said: "I've heard that Su Jinping asked his relatives to find a job for Yang Yufei, and Yang Yufei transferred Zhao Gengju to Su Jinping. ”

Transfer?

This word was used well, which made Song Qingtian laugh heartily.

Only objects can be transferred, it seems that Yang Yufei and Su Jinping have treated Zhao Gengju as an object, and they were played with by two girls.

To say that he is a playboy is to exalt him.

suddenly remembered that if he and Zhao Leiming developed in the future, this little white face would not be his own brother-in-law?

Song Qingtian couldn't help but feel disgusted, and he couldn't stand it when he saw him look prodigal every day.

Ideas are ideas, and it's hard to say what the future holds.

Song Qingtian felt that his days at school were the happiest, and several days passed in a flash.

It was seven days before Director Tan said, and she went to the Nanyang Planning Bureau early in the morning.

After arriving at the Planning Bureau, I learned that An Jingjun was the deputy / bureau of the Planning Bureau, An Jingjun saw Song Qingtian, pushed everything in front of him, and wholeheartedly told Song Qingtian about the vacant land in her warehouse.

An Jingjun said: "Your land has come out of the results, after exploration, all the ground is full of ancient tombs, the archaeological team suspects that it is the Shenhou family cemetery, and that land can no longer be used for industrial construction." ”

Song Qingtian already knew this in her heart, and this was not what she wanted to hear.

"Then how will the city compensate me for that land?"

"According to the current rules, the city will find you a new piece of land."

"When will I be able to find it? Is the area the same? Or is it still a 50-year right to use? Won't rental prices change? ”

An Jingjun said with a smile: "This matter is just said like this, according to the regulations, it will definitely not make you suffer, but when you can find it, it is difficult to say." A radius of several miles, including the land you rent, will not be developed for the time being. There are no other development areas in the city at the moment, so ......"

"Therefore, there is no certainty about the time for me to re-land the land, it may be half a year, a year, two years, and I can only have new land when the city finds a new development area."

An Jingjun said: "According to the regulations, this is indeed the case, and this is the policy of the state. ”

Song Qingtian was a little annoyed, "I have already asked someone to buy an instant noodle production line, and when the production line is bought back, but the factory building is not, what should I do?" ”

"Don't you have an instant noodle factory in town? Can the production line be placed in the factory in the town? ”

"No, there is no way to place the production line in the town's site space, and my current sales have also been transferred to Zhengzhou, relying only on the factory in the town, the output is far from enough."

"Qingtian, you specifically asked me about this matter, I asked for you after I came to work, but I never found a workaround, and I didn't do this for you, I don't feel good when I hear you say this."

After An Jingjun got married, he began to be busy with his own affairs, and it took a lot of trouble to see what he said, and Song Qingtian couldn't say anything, the key was the country's policy and the city's decision, and An Jingjun couldn't change it.

"Brother Jingjun, it's already very troublesome for you, if there is any new development, please tell me in advance."

"I will definitely do this, if there is a new development zone in the city, I will inform you as soon as possible, and you can rest assured that the country will definitely not lose you."

Song Qingtian only felt aggrieved in his heart.

In her previous life, she had also occasionally seen some cross-rebirth classes, in which the protagonists had the ability to foresee, and there were other golden fingers, and some had spiritual pets that could help.

These protagonists have a halo on their heads, a radiant aura, they can succeed in anything, and all kinds of assists emerge in endlessly.

Myself, hey, I don't want to talk about it.

This time, the prophet made some mistakes, and all plans were in vain.

She really wanted to shout, "Where's my golden finger?" Where's my gold finger? ”

With infinite loss, Song Qingtian returned to Sanchuan Town and went directly to the instant noodle factory.

Qin Xiaofei saw her sad face, and thought that things had not been done well.

"On a sunny day, there must be another way, I have always believed in you very much."

Qin Xiaofei, who had just lost his father and had not yet come out of his grief, comforted Song Qingtian like this, and Song Qingtian felt a little warm in his heart.

"Xiaofei, you're right, there must be other ways."

She didn't want Qin Xiaofei to see her pessimistic mood at the moment.

Qin Xiaofei said: "Recently, you haven't looked at the accounts in the factory much, and now you happen to be free, you go and take a look." ”

Do something to divert attention, this is the best way, Song Qingtian agreed with Qin Xiaofei's point of view, so he went to the factory to look at the recent accounts.

The production of the sunny instant noodle factory in Sanchuan Town is good, Song Qingtian looked through the accounts and looked carefully, and found that the production volume of each month was more than that of last month, and he felt very relieved.

She liquidated the income from the opening to the present, which is generally good, excluding various expenses, and also has a profit of more than 300,000 yuan.

This profit is also the result of Song Qingtian's expectation, and her plan is to use the money to build a new factory, and then order several assembly lines.

Thinking of this, Song Qingtian felt upset again.

After finally staying up for two hours, Qin Xiaofei said to buy some food for Song Qingtian, and not long after leaving, Song Qingtian saw someone sneaking into the office.

She fixed her eyes on Song Chunsheng.

Song Chunsheng has been honest since the last time he drank and reprimanded himself, what is he doing with this probe?

"Brother Chunsheng, is that you?" Song Qingtian simply called his name.

Song Chunsheng smiled and slowly walked into the office, "Sunny day, I see that you are busy, and I am afraid of disturbing you." ”

Song Qingtian said: "Actually, I'm not busy, I just look at the accounts." Brother Chunsheng, what's the matter with you? ”

Song Chunsheng smiled and said, "I want to discuss something with you." ”

"What's the matter, you can tell it."

"Sunny day, I said you shouldn't be angry."

"Brother Chunsheng, if you have anything to say, just say it."

"That's right, I want to borrow some money."

Song Qingtian thought to herself, could it be that Song Chunsheng had something else to do in his family.

"How much to borrow?"

"1000 pieces."

In this era, 1,000 yuan is not a small amount.

At the beginning, Qin Xiaofei's family was bullied by Song Yucai because of the 1,000 yuan.

Song Chunsheng and Lin Qiaoxiang have been working in the factory, and their combined salaries are more than 100 yuan. Borrowing so much money at once, it must be a big deal.

"Brother Chunsheng, is there something going on at home?"

"It's nothing, it's just to help my relatives, it's not a coal kiln collapse in Shanxi, one of my relatives is also dead, the second elder of their family can't stand the blow, one dies, one is hospitalized, and the whole family collapses all of a sudden."

Song Chunsheng is this person, Song Qingtian has always been worried about him, how many things happened in the past.

She had the intention not to lend Song Chunsheng money, and wanted to find an excuse to refuse, but when she heard Song Chunsheng say this, she suddenly felt a little sad in her heart, she saw with her own eyes the damage suffered by the Qin family because of the collapse of the coal kiln.

"Does Sister-in-law Qiaoxiang know?"

For the sake of insurance, Song Qingtian asked one more question. Song Qingtian had compassion for what Song Chunsheng said in his heart, but he also had a defensive heart for Song Chunsheng.

Song Chunsheng said: "Your sister-in-law knows, she is taking care of her relatives at home, and she needs money urgently, so she asked me to borrow money." ”

Since Lin Qiaoxiang knew about borrowing money, and their husband and wife also worked in the factory, they were not afraid that Song Chunsheng would have any ghost ideas and not pay back the money, so Song Qingtian gave him 1,000 yuan.

As soon as Song Chunsheng left on his front foot, Qin Xiaofei came in on his hind foot.

"Sunny day, what is Song Chunsheng doing?"

Song Qingtian thought to himself, Song Chunsheng is from a village, many years older than Qin Xiaofei, how can he be called brother, he used to be called Brother Chunsheng, how can he be called a name directly.

"He came to ask me for borrowing 1,000 yuan, what's wrong Xiaofei?"

Qin Xiaofei screamed when he heard it, and hurriedly ran out to chase Song Chunsheng, and when he came back after a while, Qin Xiaofei sighed repeatedly, "This kid runs faster than a rabbit, and he can't find it when he runs into the crop field." Sunny day, how can you lend him money. ”

Song Qingtian was confused by Qin Xiaofei's actions, "He said that Qiaoxiang's sister-in-law also knew that Qiaoxiang's sister-in-law asked him to borrow it." ”

"Hey, this Song Chunsheng, it's really a dog who can't change eating, Qiaoxiang's sister-in-law is most afraid that he will borrow money, and told everyone in the factory, don't lend Song Chunsheng money, how can you lend him money?"

"What the hell is going on?"

Qin Xiaofei told Song Qingtian about Song Chunsheng's recent affairs.

After Song Chunsheng was honest for a while last time, he started to gamble when he had money in his hand, gambling is a matter of nine out of ten bets, but this Song Chunsheng is addicted, he lost his salary gambling, and stole Lin Qiaoxiang's salary to gamble.

The couple quarreled secretly several times, and Lin Qiaoxiang was embarrassed to tell others because of their affection, and no one in the factory knew about it.

Knowing that Song Chunsheng was addicted to gambling, he hid it from Lin Qiaoxiang and borrowed money from all over the factory, borrowing money from all the people in the factory for ten yuan or eight yuan.

When he was paid the second month, some people asked him for money, but he said that he had no money.

Lin Qiaoxiang only then knew that Song Chunsheng had lost all the money he had borrowed to gamble, including the salary he paid, and he went to gamble all night as soon as he was paid, and he lost all his money.

Song Qingtian asked, "When is it?" Why didn't you tell me? ”

Qin Xiaofei said: "This matter is also a matter that came out when the Mid-Autumn Festival was paid, and before he had time to tell you, he borrowed money from you, and he opened his mouth and borrowed 1,000 yuan, this person is really shameless." ”

Song Qingtian suddenly felt even more depressed.

After being reborn, there is no gold finger skill, the career is so unsmooth, and when the luck is bad, this dog and cat come to deceive themselves with rhetoric, which is really eight lifetimes of blood mold.