forty-four

"Wow, it's just ......" facing the tall and empty workshop; Facing the spectacle and shock in front of him, Wei Wei sighed with emotion. He had never seen such a large formation, and he had never seen such a scale. The three-storey building is made of steel beams, which looks awe-inspiring and intimidating at the same time. In the factory building of several floors, the lights are dotted and flashing with light, which increases the transparent eyesight of people who are immersed in hard work, and people seem to have opened a window in their hearts. The surrounding walls are covered with air conditioners, whether it is spring, summer, autumn, winter, cold or summer, it is not only to regulate the temperature, but also to do everything to comfort the wounded heart. The pillars are wrapped in shape, next to the pillars are teams and tables, and around them are working machines. Such teams are widely distributed in the workshop. Large equipment and cutting processes are in the periphery, and sewing machines and workers are in perfect harmony. The products from the machine are sent to the team, and then processed and produced by the people in the class, and then the work is formed, and then after the last process, the product quickly passes the strict inspection, and after confirming that it is correct, it is marked with a qualified label, and then packaged into storage.

The process of Weiwei is not complicated, and the thread is cut one by one. The tool used is a thread machine. When the work comes to him, cut off the threads on it. If the thread is not cut clean at the first time, it will have to be cut again. Wei Wei always does it actively and seriously, and he doesn't dare to be careless, he can only grit his teeth and do it well in repeated thinking. In the workshop, people are immersed in their work, and their concentration can be described as meticulous piety. As for the big and small things that happened in the workshop, a few people came to the workshop today, and a few people left the workshop, but the people working in the workshop were indifferent. Everyone has only one idea, one by one, to do a good job. Only when the work is done well can the corrections not be reversed, and the corrections can be relieved without punishment and confinement.

There was no movement in the workshop except for the sound of the machine. However, there were also voices of loud reprimands from prison guards. Once there was this sound, Wei Wei's heart inadvertently contracted, and there was an inexplicable unbearability. In this case, he did not mess up, only more focus and hard work, only silent work, is the best release and relief.

In the first few days in the workshop, Wei Wei was always sweating profusely, and his body was also wet, but he let the sweat stains play and let the sweat inject into his eyes and mouth. He just blinked his eyes and held back his mouth, still keeping his head down and staring intently. Strict requirements, all kinds of pickiness, Wei Wei can only put his mind on the work, if he is not careful or distracted, it will cause mistakes, or even irreparable mistakes. There is a time limit for the work on the assembly line, although it has not reached the level of impatience, but when it is in hand, it must be done as soon as possible, and after it is done, it will be transferred to the next person immediately. In this case, you must have the skills of ingenuity and the ability to be quick and quick. If it is slow, it will affect the completion of the next few processes. However, each process is controlled by the prison guards at all levels, coupled with people's continuous efforts and careful operation, and can pass smoothly. At the same time, the prison guards also need to help newcomers, at least in the first few days without or less mistakes, so as to lay the foundation for a good job in the future. Wei Wei didn't know where the brute strength came from, and he could keep up when he started working, not only keeping up with the work on the assembly line, but also having no record of counterwork. When he found out that he was serving his sentence in prison, his heart panicked. Before committing the crime, he couldn't pick his shoulders or carry his hands, and he had never worked. When he came in, his heart was always hanging, as if a mouth could fall out. Now, however, he has gotten through it.

The machines in the workshop stopped abruptly, the prison guard gave an order, and the people in the workshop stood up in unison. Because you can't eat in the workshop, you have to go back to the prison for lunch. So, they walked out of the workshop in an orderly manner.

"Very good," on the way back to the prison cell, Boss Wang said to Wei Wei: "I just got out of the workshop, and there was no counterwork. ”

"yes." Wei Wei looked at him unconvinced and said, "It seems that you have been punished a lot." ”

"How do you speak?" Boss Wang no longer has the prestige he used to have, but he is not willing to lose face.

"What, you still want to experience it?" Wei Wei said confidently.

By this time, the food had been delivered to the prison cell. After the meal, people buried their heads in eating. Since Wei Wei's struggle, he has eliminated the overlord spirit in the prison. For a time, the atmosphere in the prison cell improved. The helper had seen the real and the fake and had already turned against him. There was less fraud and oppression in the prisons, and people were being reformed and complained about their mistakes.

The workshop is composed of one and two deputy directors, and two deputy directors are in charge of the production and technology of the workshop, and the director is the absolute authority here. He was tall, with a fleshy face, a fat head and big ears, and his head almost tucked into his shoulders. On this day, he came to Wei Wei's class, and after saying a few words to the discipline, he called Wei Wei to the office. The office is in the workshop, although there are only a few desks, but the room is very spacious, and in the corner of the room is a separate hut, a temporary confinement room, with a table and a chair next to it. After Wei Wei entered the room, the director asked him to sit down, and after only glancing at his seat, he was still standing there. Seeing this, the director felt resentful in his heart, but he still suppressed the anger in his heart, and gradually learned about Wei Wei's family situation, and he did have a heart. But he was already very disgusted with this sensitive topic and almost unanimous movements, and since he was in an unhappy mood, he couldn't really say it. “…… Parents are divorced. The director's face sank suddenly. How dare you lie to me......"

“…… I'm not lying, it's true. He said confidently.

"You should know what kind of punishment you have to bear for lying." The director still said patiently, "Let's tell the truth obediently." He paused, "In the workshop, if you want to do a good job and not be punished, you want to go out early...... There is a saying that money is spent to avoid disasters. "The director said the policy of being very principled so easily.

Wei Wei didn't think much of the director's words, and it didn't even have anything to do with him. But he still felt guilty, "I accidentally went to prison, but the 'two devils' in prison are all the same face, and filling their pockets is the only thing they do." For many days, all kinds of signs made him suddenly have an idea, but his idea is very policy-oriented, and he must not be sloppy at all. Still, Wei Wei wanted to find a breakthrough in this area. With his current ability, he can only be out of touch with his thoughts. It seems that the arms still can't twist the thighs. Wei Wei asked the director to say this in a fog, and he still surrendered obediently.

Director Pi said with a smile, "That's it." ”

Although Wei Wei was blackmailed, there seems to be progress from this matter. At least he realized the truth of the matter, so he had a bold idea, which would be difficult and even longer if he were to do it himself. He needed someone to give him advice, and he asked himself: would anyone do anything with him. This is inherently risky. In this case, I still have to give it a try, if one doesn't work, ask the other, just to help him get an idea. After thinking about it, after reading and studying at night, Wei Wei cleaned the bed, slowly stood up, instinctively swept the room, and then lay on the edge of the bed on the top bunk. He was a teacher before he came in. He was righteous and could not see the wrongdoing in the prison, but there was nothing he could do to solve them. After staying in a room for a while, he basically understands it, but he doesn't have time to say it, and at the same time he doesn't know if he is willing to help him. Liu Jun, who was reading a book on the bed, saw that Wei Wei had something to say to him, so he sat up. Wei Wei asked him to lie down and talk, and Liu Jun turned his body sideways. Wei Wei lowered his voice and spoke his thoughts and plans.

Although they are in the same disease, they have long hated the bullying "prison bully" in the prison cell, so the two hit it off, and the next step is a careful plan.

That afternoon, while working in the workshop, Wei Wei asked the director to call over. When he came to the office again, he instinctively looked at the camera in the room, so he took the mobile phone handed by the director, he hesitated for a moment, and still dialed his mother's phone.

“…… What's wrong......" When Sang Zixin heard her son's voice, she was originally happy, but asking for money so frequently had to make her suspicious. Faced with her son who doesn't spend money indiscriminately, she can't think of a reason. Perhaps, as the environment changed, it became extravagant? There is a regular use of money in it, since sometimes you buy something to eat by yourself, you won't use so much money? But after all, thinking about it, Sang Zixin still said decisively: "How much do you need?" ”

Although she was a little surprised to hear Qian Shu, she still looked at Yu Houcheng, who was listening to the phone together, with gentle eyes, and then she agreed to her son. "Okay, call right away."

When it was almost time to finish, the workshop director called Wei Wei to the office again, and Wei Wei reluctantly gave the card to the director, "Before getting off work, you come to me to get the card." ”