What Cheng Jianghai didn't know was that at this moment in the office building of the factory, in the office of deputy director Sun Kangmin, Cao Wangquan was sitting on the sofa with his head drooping, smoking a cigarette depressedly. Sun Kangmin next to him also looked guilty and helpless, and patiently explained.

"Lao Cao, this time, the factory really can't stand you. Now is the trend of the times, you and Cheng Jianghai must go one. The factory has also been carefully studied, Cheng Jianghai is the technical backbone, and the factory also needs such young people who can take on heavy tasks. ”

Sun Kangmin's meaning is very clear, sweep himself out of the house!

Cao Wangquan's heart was filled with a burst of sadness, and his already swarthy cheeks completely turned into the background color of the pot, as if he was very disdainful of the factory leader's behavior of crossing the river and demolishing the bridge, and said with resentment: "Yes, I am old now, and my arms and legs are not easy to use, how much contribution I have made before counts the ball!" You say that you will leave if you leave, which is really simple enough. Have you thought about it? I have two more years to retire, and if you let me leave now, where can I find another job? ”

Sun Kangmin had a bitter face, he had the heart to help but was unable to return to the sky, and this series of decisions were voted by the factory leadership team by a show of hands.

Who wants to do anything that offends people? It's hard to shirk myself, what can I do to get such a lobbyist task that lacks morality!

"I know your difficulties, but these are hard indicators, and we can't help it. What the factory can do can only provide you with some convenience in terms of diversion and placement. Compared with you and Cheng Jianghai, of course, the factory should be biased towards the young and strong forces that are conducive to subsequent development. ”

"Lao Cao, you are an old comrade and an old party member, and this time is the time when you need to embody the high wind and bright festival! Do you think you are more suitable to stay than Cheng Jianghai? ”

Cao Wangquan stiffened his neck and said angrily: "Do you have to go one?" Can't be accommodating? ”

Sun Kangmin scratched his scalp vigorously, crying and mourning, looking very embarrassed: "Lao Cao, how many years have I worked with you, don't you know me?" I'll fight for you if there's a glimmer of hope, and I don't want to be this wicked person if I don't have to, but ......"

Having said that, what's the use of forcing Sun Kangmin by himself, and the factory was not opened by him.

Cao Wangquan was miserable for a while, and sighed sadly: "Hey, I know ......"

Seeing Cao Wangquan leaning over, lost his soul and staggering out of the office, Sun Kangmin sighed deeply, and he didn't know whether it was for Cao Wangquan's sad fate or for the guilt after completing the task.

Lonely all the way back to the workshop, Cao Wangquan sat on the chair in a daze and smoked sullenly, Cheng Jianghai looked at the master's face so black that it could drip ink, and his heart was also entangled for a while.

"Master, you're back."

Cheng Jianghai lifted his spirits slightly, stepped forward to say hello, and looked at Cao Wangquan sitting absentmindedly, hesitated for a long time, and said with a bitter face: "Master, I have seen the announcement, you ...... Are you alright? ”

After being silent for a while, Cao Wangquan snuffed out the cigarette butt, his eyes were full of sadness, and he sighed richly and said: "Hey, I didn't expect that after working in this factory for more than 30 years, I finally ended up sweeping the floor." Man, it's fate! ”

Cheng Jianghai also understood this, and it is estimated that the factory has decided to let Cao Wangquan be laid off, but there is no sense of happiness in his heart.

Seeing that the master was sad, Cheng Jianghai was also as melancholy as the sea, rubbing his fingers, and volunteered: "Master, if I go to the factory leader to talk about it, isn't there just one place, how can I allocate one." ”

Cao Wangquan waved his hand in frustration: "Forget it, it's not like I haven't tried." Sun Kangmin also watched me go up step by step, and I felt a little emotional. It's hard for him to be like that now, and I know that there really isn't much else to do in the factory. ”

"But you are the patriarch of the factory, how can you do this, this is not fair!"

Cheng Jianghai complained angrily, paused for a moment, showed a trace of perseverance on his face, and said sonorously: "Otherwise, I'll go and talk, I'll go, you stay!" ”

The temperament of his apprentice is still understood, and Cheng Jianghai is by no means the kind of person who kisses and tongues and has flowers on his mouth.

In terms of people's hearts, when it comes to this part, how many are not selfish?

It is said that it is to blow all the yellow sand and see gold, no matter what the final result is, Cheng Jianghai can say this, Cao Wangquan's heart is also warm, and he secretly said that this apprentice is not in vain.

But these words also made Cao Wangquan very annoyed, and said with a stiff face: "What kind of stupid words, how can there be a master who takes advantage of his apprentices, and let outsiders know what's the matter?" I can't be old and old, and let people poke my backbone, do I want to have a reputation in this life? ”

"But ......"

Cheng Jianghai still wanted to persuade him, but Cao Wangquan raised his hand to stop him: "It's nothing, you can stay in peace, people can't be suffocated to death by urine!" ”

"Hey......" Cheng Jianghai pursed his lips and let out a sad sigh for a long time.

Miserable and miserable, how can a sad word!

Under the palm-sized sky above his head, Cheng Jianghai is not the only one who sits in the sorrowful city.

In a residential area in the east of the city, there are many three- and four-story buildings here, and it can be seen from the mottled traces of the walls that most of them are built in the 70s, although the area of each household is limited to 50 square meters, but even so, it is much more upscale than the slums in Jiuzi Lane.

Tan Jun and Qi Mei's new home settled here, Tan Jun's parents are also educated youths who went to the mountains and countryside, and handed over the allocated housing to Tan Jun as a marriage house, and he went back to his hometown to live with his youngest son. Although the area of the house is smaller, it is definitely enough for the newlywed couple.

Crossing a road facing the street, there is a whole piece of brick bungalows, which houses Wang Yangxun and Hao Chunju.

The two brothers have been in the same area since they were children, so they have been following each other from primary school to vocational high school. Although Wang Yangxun and his family live in a bungalow, they were also renovated and built before marriage. Not to mention the area of more than 100, under the strong request of Hao Chunju, who is good-looking, Wang Yangxun, who is afraid of his wife like a tiger, was forced to raise funds everywhere and renovated it in a big way.

When she got married, Hao Chunju showed off in front of everyone proudly. In other words, the conditions of the three musketeers of the high school, that is, Cheng Jianghai, are a little colder, and they are completely different from the two dead friends.

But good material conditions do not mean that life is smooth, and the matter of ditches and bumps is a process that every family must go through, and God is quite fair in this regard.

No, Tan Jun's house was shrouded in a thick and unmeltable mist, the little couple sat on the sofa, Tan Jun's elegant and handsome face was like ashes, and Qi Mei was sobbing in a low voice on the side.

After a long time, Tan Jun sighed deeply, looked at his newlywed wife, and felt guilty in his heart.

"Don't cry, there's no way around it, who let us do it?"

"What should I do if I can? Can I not worry? Qi Mei choked up.

"I'll find a way, the living will never be suffocated by urine! Don't cry, it's not at the end of the mountain, don't worry about it, pack up and go to work. ”

Tan Jun slumped on the sofa, waved his hand in anticipation, and then closed his eyes indifferently. Qi Mei wanted to say something, but looked at her husband's tired cheeks, and finally swallowed the words......