The plane to Shanghai was 12 o'clock at noon, and He Zhuoxiao got up in the morning and went to work in the factory with his bag in his bag as usual. Unexpectedly, just as he was about to go out, Liu Yiru, director of the Office of the Municipal Party Committee, and comrades from the Civil Affairs Bureau arrived to implement the hospitalization of his mother. He Zhuoxiao changed his mind and informed Director Zhou of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Bureau that he would go directly to the airport from the hospital.

The municipal party committee came forward to care, everything was much easier, the mother was successfully admitted to the hospital, and the secretary of the hospital party committee also said that a comprehensive examination should be done as soon as possible, so that He Zhuoxiao could rest assured. When He Zhuoxiao was about to leave, the female dean came to her in a sweat and said, Director He, don't go, there is a laid-off worker in your flat rolling mill whose family of three committed suicide collectively, and they have just been sent over for rescue, and many workers in your factory have also come, it seems that they are going to make trouble, you have to go and see!

He Zhuoxiao's head suddenly became bigger, and he followed the female dean to the emergency room in a daze.

There were a lot of workers in the flat rolling mill at the door of the emergency room and in the corridor, and they were talking about it everywhere, and when they saw He Zhuoxiao coming, the scolding rang out loud and low, although they didn't mention He Zhuoxiao's name, but He Zhuoxiao knew that they were scolding themselves.

When I arrived at the emergency room, I saw that the two adults had stopped breathing, and their daughter was still nervously resuscitating. The man who died was a worker in a flat rolling mill, I don't know what his surname was, his face was very familiar, he seemed to work in an electric panel room, and he was an electrician. The woman must be his wife, but she is certainly not a worker in a flat rolling mill.

Jiang Hong, the workshop director of the third workshop, pulled He Zhuoxiao aside and reported in a low voice: "Director He, it is the family of Zhao Yecheng, an electrician in our factory, who committed suicide by turning on the gas. We are neighbors to the door, when I got up in the morning, I smelled the smell of gas everywhere in the aisle, and first thought it was a gas leak in my house, but I found Zhao Yecheng's house, and smashed open their door, but this family of three is gone......"

He Zhuoxiao asked in his heart: "Director Jiang, this ...... Is this Zhao Yecheng laid off? ”

Jiang Hong shook his head and said: "Not laid off, his wife was laid off in the paper mill, our workshop can't let Lao Zhao be laid off, there are regulations in the city, and your factory leaders have also emphasized, you can't be laid off by both husband and wife......

He Zhuoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, and asked eagerly: "That...... That would be...... Is it suicide? ”

Jiang Hong hesitated for a moment, and handed a piece of paper full of words to He Zhuoxiao: "Director He, you ...... Look at this. ”

It was a suicide note written in the student's homework book, written in pencil, and He Zhuoxiao hurriedly read it.

The suicide note said: "...... Factory leaders, our life is really unbearable, the paper mill did not meet the sewage standard, last year closed, my wife was laid off, only 60 yuan a month living expenses; I get 70% of my salary, and I am an old hepatitis patient, and I have nowhere to reimburse my medical expenses for three years, and I am already exhausted. My wife and daughter don't even have the money to buy toilet paper, how can I, a big man, still have the face to live in the world? When I was working in the flat rolling mill, I wanted to commit suicide by touching the power supply in the electric plate room, but I thought about it and gave up, not because I didn't dare to die, but because I was afraid that I would be sorry for your factory leaders! It's so difficult in the factory, you didn't let me be laid off, I was electrocuted, although I can earn a work injury, but you have to take responsibility, I am sorry. Yesterday, I discussed with my wife that we should die together. Our daughter Zhao Zhuzhu is still young, and we don't want to take her away, so when we turn on the gas, we close the door of her room first. If my 3,000 yuan fundraising money can be refunded, please give Zhuzhu ......"

Before he finished reading the suicide note, He Zhuoxiao's tears fell, and he asked himself: "What...... Why are you such a bastard?! ”

Jiang Hong asked puzzledly, "Who is such a bastard?" ”

He Zhuoxiao cried: "Who else? It's me! It's me, the bastard factory director! ”

Jiang Hong said: "Director He, don't say that, it's not your fault, you were also dragged to death by the factory!" ”

He Zhuoxiao didn't say anything, wiped his tears, squeezed in front of the female dean and several doctors who were rescuing Zhao Zhuzhu, and said, "You must bother to save this child, I ...... Even if I sell blood, I have to raise her! ”

The dean said unhappily: "Now that it's so beautiful, what are you doing earlier?!" ”

He Zhuoxiao slapped himself hard.

Someone outside the door saw it and shouted, "Good fight, another one!" ”

Someone else shouted: "Official, how many people do you want to force to die?" Zhao Yecheng's 3,000 yuan fund-raising money has not been repaid yet! People don't look at death! ”

Many followed: "Yes, pay us back!" ”

"Go to the municipal party committee, find Gao Changhe, and carry the corpse to petition!"

"Yes, carry the corpse to petition, and ask Secretary Gao if it counts when he speaks? Didn't Secretary Gao promise to pay back! ”

The crowd was inflamed, and some people really wanted to squeeze into the emergency room.

He Zhuoxiao was anxious and afraid, rushed out of the door of the emergency room, stopped at the door, and said loudly: "The fund-raising funds are not collected by the city, but by the factory, what are you looking for the municipal party committee?" You look for me, I'm responsible! ”

Jiang Hong pushed He Zhuoxiao behind his back and reminded in a low voice: "Can you take this responsibility?" ”

He Zhuoxiao thought nervously for a long time, and finally decided to let go, in front of the noisy workers, hung up a phone call to the financial department of the factory, and asked the financial department to send the only five million working capital on the account, and pay the principal of the fund-raising funds first, regardless of interest.

The chief of the finance section asked hesitantly: "Director He, this is ...... Does Mayor Wen know about this? ”

He Zhuoxiao said irritably: "You don't care if Mayor Wen knows or not, just send it to me!" ”

The chief of the finance section said cautiously: "Director He, you don't know, the five million was borrowed by Mayor Wen as a guarantee, and we have to say hello to Mayor Wen first." ”

He Zhuoxiao roared: "If you ask you to send it, you will send it, and I will go to Mayor Wen's side and ask him to settle accounts with me!" ”

After making this call, the corridor suddenly fell silent, the shouting and scolding disappeared, but the cheers did not ring.

In a palpitating silence, He Zhuoxiao let out a long sigh and said with a sad face: "Okay, comrades, don't gather here anymore, this has a bad impact!" Let's go to the factory finance to get the money! Go, go! ”

The workers didn't leave, staring at He Zhuoxiao one by one, the expressions in their eyes were very complicated, less resentment, and more sympathy and pity for their factory director.

The tears in He Zhuoxiao's eyes fell again: "What are you looking at me for?" I didn't say I was a bastard! ”

A middle-aged worker then said: "Director He, you should ask the city again about the repayment of the fund-raising funds, we can't make it difficult for you!" If you really lose your official position for us, we can't get over it in our hearts! ”

He Zhuoxiao held tears and waved his hand: "I don't make it difficult, and I don't want to do it as a factory director, so be it!" ”

The middle-aged worker didn't agree, squeezed over from the crowd on the other side of the corridor, and grabbed He Zhuoxiao's hand: "Director He, you must not think like that!" Who do you don't do? Who would like to come to our flat rolling mill to be the director now?! The middle-aged worker turned around and shouted to the workers, "Comrades, let me make a suggestion: let's not force us to be the director of the factory now, okay?" Let's ask Director He to go to the city first, and wait for the city to agree, and then return our money, okay? ”

There was only a few seconds of silence, and the echoing voice rang out:

"Okay, let's ask Director He for instructions first!"

"Yes, it's difficult for us, isn't it difficult for Director He? Let's just say that! Let's listen to the arrangement in the factory! ”

"Director He, you can't pick on it! We're so angry that we didn't settle the account on you! ”

"Director He......"

"Director He......"

This eager call evoked the tears of a middle-aged strong man.

He Zhuoxiao let tears flow down his face, and he repeatedly arched his hands to the workers in front of him, choked up and said, "Comrades, thank you...... Thank you for your understanding! You guys...... You are all good workers, but I am not a good factory manager! I...... He Zhuoxiao, I'm sorry for all of you! ”

The middle-aged worker said very emotionally: "Director He, don't say that, how do you work, we all see it, for so many years, you have been busy day and night, and your hair is almost half white!" ”

He Zhuoxiao waved his hand with tears on his face: "Don't say this, don't say this, Zhao Yecheng and his wife even took their lives, how can you say that they are all my bastards, they are all me...... My responsibility! Don't stop me, let me go! ”

The workers were still blocked in front of them, blocking He Zhuoxiao's way and not letting He Zhuoxiao go.

He Zhuoxiao was anxious, and shouted with tears: "Comrades, brothers, please go to the factory to get money, this is the last thing I can do for you!" There are some situations that you don't understand, whether you receive this money or not, I will step down! With that, he pushed away the middle-aged worker who was blocking in front of him, and staggered forward like a drunk.

The workers gradually got out of the way.

He Zhuoxiao walked silently among the human walls, as if marching in a funeral.

Walking to the gate of the hospital, He Zhuoxiao suddenly turned around and said to the workers who were watching him: "You ...... You should have a better factory manager than me! ”

I got on the bus at the entrance of the hospital, and the driver asked, "Director He, do you want to go directly to the airport?" ”

He Zhuoxiao shook his head and said, "Go to the city." ”

The driver was surprised: "Director He, are you really going to resign?" ”

He Zhuoxiao didn't answer, his huge head leaned back in the chair, and he repeated: "Go to the city." ”