The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

On the 31th.

The day when the steel rolling mill closed rates.

There was once again a long queue at the stairs opposite the Finance Department.

No matter how strong the wind blows in the factory, it has nothing to do with ordinary employees. Life will still go on. For most people, getting a salary means that their family will not be interrupted next month. Partner.

Today is destined to be a happy day. Everyone in the queue is discussing, using their wages, to buy a hair tie for their wife, or bottles and cans for their children.

Most of the consumption in wages is still based on food, and only on the day when you receive wages, you can be a little indulgent. Children in every household may not know what customs pay means, but they all know that on this day at the end of the month, I can have a good meal at home.

In the empty transportation department, Li Feng did not go to collect his salary. Instead, he picked up the tea cup and looked at the security department from a distance.

Chief Hu of the Publicity Department entered that building and never came out. What does this mean? It feels like it is not a lien, but it feels like a lien.

The happiness of the grassroots employees does not mean the happiness of the cadres. Since Hu Yaoguang entered the palace for the second time, the department leaders of the agency have begun to be in a state of panic.

In a place where filth and evil practices hide, there are only a few people who are not afraid of slanting shadows. No one knows who will suffer next.

Li Feng held the tea cup and looked at the security department from a distance, like a green bamboo that was still standing despite the wind and rain.

Director Ai on the second floor of the Security Department was standing upstairs, looking at the beaming employees receiving their wages.

"Mom, take your salary. Don't let the teacher rush you. If you pay Yoko's tuition, our family won't have any difficulties. Don't let the driving school pay the tuition!"

Yang Weimin, who had received his salary, passed the newly received salary through the window of the guard room of the steel rolling mill to his mother who had been waiting outside the window.

"For the people...!"

After getting the money, Mother Yang was still reluctant to leave. Instead, she grabbed her son's arm and wanted to say something, but she didn't.

"It's okay, Mom, go back!"

Yang Weimin was a little reluctant to leave. He didn't know what would be waiting for him after stepping through the door of the Security Department, but he still pretended to be calm and patted the back of his mother's weathered hand.

The officer on duty in the guard room watched this scene quietly without interrupting.

"I want to report the relevant personnel for corruption and perversion of the law!"

Under his mother's reluctant gaze, Yang Weimin closed the open window, took out the materials he had compiled in the past few days, and placed them in front of the unfamiliar security officer. He knew that all these new personnel were Brought by the investigation team.

The security officer who had been watching as if nothing happened just now looked at a pile of materials on the table, subconsciously looked at Yang Weimin, and then immediately stood up and picked up the materials.

Director Ai, who was standing on the upper floor of the Security Department, and Li Feng, who was standing on the second floor of the Transportation Department, watched with their own eyes as the sturdy young man entered the Security Department with his back straight.

An invisible bomb was ignited at this moment.

"Fortunately, we are not asked to investigate ourselves!"

Li Feng slowly placed the teacup in his hand on the fence, held the fence with both hands, and murmured in his mouth.

There are still two years before the real violent storm. If we don't take this opportunity to collect the garbage, it is possible that they will be blown into the sky by then.

……

"Go away, go away, Silly Zhu, stay away from me. After cleaning the toilet, have you washed it or not? You smell like shit wherever you go!" "Xiao Fei, do you deserve a beating?" Don’t worry about which pot to pick up!”

Naturally, He Yuzhu was no exception on the days when he was receiving wages. However, after taking off his cook's clothes and putting on a cleaner's clothes, he became unpopular. He would be laughed at even while queuing up.

"Hey, Silly Zhu, I haven't been to the three cafeterias since you were away. How long will you have to be punished?"

The people behind him didn't take the opportunity to add insult to injury. It had to be said that the dishes cooked by Silly Zhu were still good enough for dinner.

It was okay not to mention this, but when it was mentioned, He Yuzhu became unhappy. He also wanted to know when he would go back. The key was not about himself. He looked at Liu Lan over there with a vague gaze.

The two of them couldn't tell who was at the disadvantage and who was at the advantage. After living for so many years, He Yuzhu also tasted the taste of a woman for the first time, but unfortunately, he met a woman with thorns.

Liu Lan on the other side of the team could feel the burning gaze, but she really didn't dare to look at He Yuzhu. In the final analysis, she took advantage of him.

During the half year of Li Feng's absence, Li Huaide's power in the steel rolling mill gradually became overwhelming. Liu Lan had no choice but to watch as Li Huaide took care of the idiots again and again.

The incident started because of her, and she could only stay away from him now so that Li Huaide could calm down and not trap Silly Zhu, who had helped her.

"He Yuzhu of the Third Canteen, level 9 cook, 31 yuan~!"

Holding the newly received salary in his hand, He Yuzhu's face did not show the slightest happiness, but instead looked heavy. Liu Lan still didn't look at him, and the two of them passed by like strangers.

There are only two people in the third cafeteria, and they know why Silly Zhu was punished.

One was Ma Hua, who had seen Li Huaide and Liu Lan living in disgrace with his own eyes, and the other was the canteen director of San Canteen. By coincidence, both of them were behind the team, one with a slightly sympathetic look in his eyes, and the other with a slightly mocking look.

"Workshop No. 19, Qin Huairu, intermediate apprentice, salary [-], one day off, [-] yuan three!"

Qin Huairu, who got a few banknotes, did not leave. Instead, she put the money in her pocket and still stood in front of the table.

At this time, she no longer had the radiance she had when she went shopping with Xu Damao a few days ago. She was very depressed. Within a few days, it was even obvious that she had lost a lot of weight and looked haggard.

"I'll help Xu Damao from the Publicity Department get his salary~!"

"No, Qin Huairu, what is your relationship with Xu Damao?"

The confused Accountant Chen pushed up his glasses and asked Qin Huairu while picking up the agency's salary book and looking through it.

"This is the marriage certificate between me and him. We got the certificate. He, it's not convenient for him to get it, so I'll get it for him!"

It is indeed inconvenient for Xu Damao. He is still in the security department. remind.

"Oh, that's okay~!"

After glancing at the marriage certificate, Accountant Chen glanced at Qin Huairu with a strange look.

There were more than 1 people in the factory, but he couldn't remember Qin Huairu, but it didn't stop him from remembering Xu Damao. Who in the entire office building didn't know that the projectionist Xu Damao was a gelding.

"Xu Damao, let me see. Level 7 projectionist is 40 yuan and a half. If you ask for leave... 35 yuan and a half!"

Taking Xu Damao's salary, Qin Huairu's heart was pounding. This was the first time she helped someone get a salary. She looked at the more than 50 yuan in her hand and bit her lip tightly. (End of chapter)