The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

I feel tired and exhausted all over. This is not an illusion.

This was Qin Huairu's specific feeling after going to the sewing workshop. If she could still be lazy in the fitter workshop, in the new workshop, it was like being in prison.

When a fitter is working, he can at least move around. But in a sewing workshop, his legs are like they are welded to the pedals, moving up and down constantly.

For the vest with special shape, she didn't need to move it after it was sewn. Someone would send her the unfinished ones. She just had to keep pressing the sewing machine and push the vest up little by little from under the needle.

It's not much different from being in prison. You can only leave your workstation temporarily to drink water, go to the toilet, or eat. Otherwise, the accumulated vests will have to be piled up in front of your workstation, which would be too conspicuous.

This is the aftermath of what Section Chief Jin said. In this new workshop, there is no job transfer, only dismissal, and everyone is afraid of being fired.

After all, not everyone is like He Yuzhu, who has cooking skills.

"Okay, the cloth in the cutting room has just run out, and it won't be delivered until tomorrow. Let's stop here today~!"

Section Chief Jin, with a frown on his face, walked back from the cutting room, slapped his palms with the long wooden ruler in his hand, glanced at the sewing workshop, and waved the ruler in his hand.

"Can I leave work early today, Chief Jin?"

Qin Huairu didn't even raise her head as she continued to thread the needle. When she heard someone ask, she just pricked up her ears. The key to her new house was still waiting for her in the maintenance department~!

"What are you dreaming about? Why are you leaving early when it's not time to get off work? During working hours, you belong to the factory, but after get off work, you have the freedom to do whatever you want~!"

The fabric that was supposed to be delivered in the afternoon was delayed. Section Chief Jin was very angry and wanted to leave work early. Their workshop was special, but not to this extent.

"It's polite to say that there's no military management in a military factory. What kind of reputation did you have in your original workshops? Do you need me to remind you? I came here with the instructions of my superiors to reform your thinking. You want to reform me first? That's the opposite of Tian Gang~!"

Section Chief Jin spoke rudely, of course, he didn't go so far as to hit people with the ruler in his hand. He was just criticizing them and asking them to keep working. This was not his idea, but the political and educational department's opinion on how to deal with these people.

The more lazy and slacking you are at work, the more work you have to do~!

"If you're done and want to take a break, just take a break~!"

"Now, you are a little tired. I understand that. I also know that I asked Secretary Li about the new indicators of our workshop. He said there are no indicators. What does this mean? No need to remind me, right? There is no upper limit. Just produce as much as you can~!"

"This is where you can still be useful. The most important thing for a person is to be useful. Being useful to the factory means being useful to the army and the country. If you are useless, the military factory will fire you just like a joke~!"

After moving a stool, Section Chief Jin started doing what he was most used to doing: giving these people a lesson and scaring them. The starting point of this scare was good.

The purpose is to improve the moral qualities of these people. The decline of ideology will inevitably lead to the corruption of moral qualities. The two are closely related.

He used a wooden ruler as a tickler to scratch his back in a frivolous manner. He watched as some of the people finished their work one after another. The sewing machines had stopped, but Section Chief Jin continued to scare them.

"The military factory is under the management of the army. Geng Biao, I heard that you are a well-known troublemaker in the hot rolling workshop, nicknamed the devil, which sounds pretty fierce. If you are expelled, go to the local government and see if they can take care of it~!"

"The local authorities have no control over it at all. As for the military, the workshop only needs to report your daily performance to them. Alas, you can't even enter the military gate~!"

The man whose name was called by Section Chief Jin suddenly changed color, clenched his fists under the sewing machine, but ultimately remained silent.

Work is related to salary, and salary is related to whether a person can gain a foothold in society.

I don’t know if Section Chief Jin saw the scene of clenching his fist, but he could still see some resentment on Geng Biao’s face.

"I don't know how to fight. I know some people want to beat me up and teach me a lesson. I really hope you can do it. As long as you don't kill me, I still have a chance to be saved. The factory won't even give you a chance to save me~!"

"Even after getting beaten, Secretary Li still remembers me. Anyway, I have been the section chief for so many years. When Secretary Li was promoted to section chief, I was the section chief. I have had enough~!"

Spreading his hands, Section Chief Jin smiled and told the conspiracy. If you have the guts, beat me up. Do you dare to kill me? No...

"If you don't dare, just work hard. I'm a little tired now because the production capacity of the other workshop has not been increased. Once their production capacity is increased, we can add more manpower and sewing machines. The higher-ups have already promised me~!"

He pointed his finger upwards, of course not at Li Xuewu on the second floor, but at his immediate superior.

"That's all I have to say today. If I say too much, you won't be able to listen. Cooperating with the political education department's reform is your first priority. If you have any ideas, you can talk to me. I'm not an unkind person."

"I will try my best to keep all of you here. I don't ask you to thank me. Just stand up for yourself. If others look down on you, then stand up and let others look up to you~!"

Patting his knees with his hands, Section Chief Jin sighed, then stood up and left the small workshop.

After Section Chief Jin left, the depressing atmosphere finally dissipated with the wind. If you want to talk about complaints, how could there not be any? Even Qin Huairu, who had just arrived not long ago, felt very tired.

After stopping the work in her hands, her legs were still subconsciously pressing on the sewing machine. She hammered her shoulders, put the sewing machine head down, and lay directly on the table of the sewing machine.

Doing this kind of work is simply torture. "When will this day end~!"

Qin Huairu has to support a family, so she doesn't dare to say these words. But there are others in the workshop who dare to say them. Of course, they only dare to speak their minds after Section Chief Jin leaves.

"If you don't want to do it, just leave and don't get me into trouble~!"

"I didn't say I didn't want to do it. I went home at night and dreamed of operating a sewing machine. Do you understand? When I woke up, I was still operating a sewing machine when I went to work~!"

The person who spoke felt extremely aggrieved. If he had known he would have to live this kind of life, he would have worked hard in the workshop. Even if he had behaved a little more normal, he would not have been sent here.

"Can we go back?"

This problem made more than a dozen people depressed. They sat in front of sewing machines for a whole day, with sore waists and legs. But they couldn't go back.

There is no transfer here, only dismissal.

"We can write a letter to the union to complain. This is too much of a disrespect to us!"

The topic becomes more and more deviated. There are always people who are angry and unwilling to do something. They dare not do it themselves, but instigate others to do it.

Qin Huairu could still see this point, because she had also thought about this matter, but she had just arrived and was not familiar with the people here.

"I'm going to the toilet~!"

If you find an excuse not to participate in such a chat, who knows if there will be spies planted by Section Chief Jin? Even if there are no spies, if you participate in such a chat and Section Chief Jin finds out, who knows if you will be in trouble.

After leaving the sewing workshop, Qin Huairu didn't see Section Chief Jin, so she relaxed her shoulders and then hurried towards the office building.

The key to the new house still needs to be collected. There were a lot of people yesterday and we had to queue up. We didn't even have enough time to go to the toilet. Qin Huairu also didn't want people now to know that she had raised funds for the new house.

It seems that among these people, besides herself, only Stock Manager Jin participated in the fundraising. These people just chatted yesterday, and everyone was envious, which also made Widow Qin quite proud.

The process is difficult, but the ending is good. As long as you get the key and move out of the current yard, who cares about reputation? No one upstairs or downstairs will know each other.

There was no long queue outside the maintenance department today. Those who were impatient had already received their tickets yesterday.

"Building 15, West Unit 101, Qin Huairu, this is my ID~!"

Qin Huairu nervously handed the certificate to the clerk at the desk, then looked at the bronze keys in the drawer, with a slight smile on her face.

The first floor is where cadres can live. It has multiple courtyards. Even if my mother-in-law comes back, I can just enclose the courtyards and live there in her old age~!

"Here, give me the key to the old house after you move!"

After taking a quick look at the documents and checking the records in the notebook, the clerk from the maintenance department handed the key over and asked Qin Huairu to sign.

"Are you West Unit 101?"

When Qin Huairu was bending over to sign, the man at the next table, who was also doing the room handover procedures, had already signed and was ready to leave. He looked at the room number Qin Huairu reported when she got the key and turned to take a look.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

After signing, Qin Huairu quickly put the key into her wallet and looked up at the burly man.

"It's okay, I live next door to you, West Unit 102. So, you are my neighbor~!"

It was obvious that this man was Jiang Defu, who had joined hands to buy a house at the instigation of his wife. He did not come yesterday as there were many people around. Unexpectedly, today, when he came before getting off work, he ran into his neighbor.

"My name is Jiang Defu, the security officer of the institute~!"

Jiang Defu hadn't worn the white military uniform for a long time. Instead, he wore the security uniform every day. Looking at the female comrade in front of him, he shook hands with her gracefully.

"Oh~ hello, hello~!"

"I'm in the sewing workshop. What a coincidence. The research institute is next to the transportation department, right?"

Qin Huairu subconsciously lifted her hair, took the key, and walked out of the maintenance office. Looking at the man with a body as strong as an iron tower, she asked somewhat implicitly.

"Yes, we will be neighbors from now on. I hope you will bear with me~!" (End of this chapter)