Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

Chapter 104 Bowing Down and Begging! Mother Liu Smiles…! (Beijing Daily)

"Section Chief Xu, I—"

Chen Jianguo looked ashamed and whispered in a voice barely above a whisper, "I want to—get an advance on my salary."

After saying that, he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground right then and there.

To think that he, a college graduate with a respectable position at his workplace, had fallen to the point of having to receive an advance on his salary—but given the current situation, there was no other way.

Section Chief Xu was stunned. Just as he was about to ask for the reason, he suddenly remembered that he had overheard the security personnel chatting yesterday, saying that Chen Jianguo's house had been burglarized and the thieves had turned it upside down and taken all the valuables.

He gave Chen Jianguo a deep look, and the slight displeasure he had felt earlier vanished. He sighed softly, opened the drawer, and took out an application form for advance salary payment.

"I've heard about your family's situation. Sigh, there's nothing anyone can do when things like this happen."

He handed over the application form: "Fill this out, give your reasons, and I'll sign it for you. Then go directly to the finance department."

Chen Jianguo was surprised that things went so smoothly. His embarrassment turned into joy. He took the application form, thanked the staff repeatedly, and began to fill it out carefully while leaning on the table.

Section Chief Xu signed the document, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him, saying, "The difficulties are temporary; you'll get through them."

Overwhelmed with gratitude, Chen Jianguo took the form and immediately ran towards the finance department.

He thought he could get an advance of two or three months' salary, or at least a month's salary, but reality gave him a resounding slap in the face.

After checking the forms, the finance department clerk said expressionlessly, "According to the regulations on the amount of money involved, Xu's case allows for a maximum advance of 60% of his monthly salary."

Sixty percent is better than none at all.

Chen Jianguo nodded in agreement, and after completing all the formalities, he finally received thirty-seven yuan and eighty cents.

Holding these crumpled bills, he felt no joy at all.

This amount of money was just enough to pay Liu Qiang's hospital fees, but after paying it, there was not a penny left in their pockets.

What did he and Liu Rui eat and drink this month?

Chen Jianguo was unwilling to give up. He stood in the corridor, hesitated for a long time, and then turned around and went into the work area.

He usually prides himself on having good interpersonal relationships and getting along well with many of his colleagues at work. They've eaten and drunk together, so he thought it wouldn't be a problem to borrow some money from them to tide him over.

Even if someone only lends him five or eight dollars, it's still a considerable sum.

"Old Wang, do you have any spare change? Lend me ten yuan for a pinch, I'll pay you back next month when I get my salary." Chen Jianguo lowered his voice and leaned close to a colleague.

The colleague, referred to as Lao Wang, looked troubled: "Oh, Jianguo, this is really unfortunate. My wife just gave birth to our second child, and the expenses are huge. I'm really worried about how to manage next month!"

Chen Jianguo's heart sank, and he turned to another person.

"Little Li————"

"Brother Jianguo, don't even mention it. My mom got sick a couple of days ago, and we just paid the hospital fees. I'm completely broke right now."

I asked several colleagues, and the answers I got were surprisingly consistent.

Either his wife had given birth, or a family member was sick, and even a guy he usually got along with suddenly grabbed him, pleading poverty, "Jianguo, brother, I'm a little short on cash lately, could you lend me some?"

Chen Jianguo was so angry that he was trembling all over, his face turned green, and he shook off his hand.

Now everyone in the workplace knows his house was burgled and everything was stolen. What are they up to, asking him for money at a time like this!

He had seen through it all; brotherhood and revolutionary friendship were worthless in the face of money.

Chen Jianguo walked out of his workplace in a daze and headed towards the hospital along the road.

At the hospital entrance, Liu's mother stood there like a statue waiting for her husband.

The doctor came again this morning to urge payment. Luckily, Liu Rui works at the hospital, and with her guarantee, Liu Qiang's medication wasn't stopped.

Upon seeing Chen Jianguo, Liu's mother rushed over, asking impatiently, "How did it go? How much did you get in advance?"

"Thirty-seven yuan and eighty cents."

Chen Jianguo said weakly, taking the money out of his pocket. Before he could even hold it in his hand, Liu's mother snatched it away.

She didn't even count; clutching the money, she turned and ran towards the payment window, as if her son would die if she was a second late. She didn't even glance at him, muttering, "Such a big unit is only thirty-seven yuan and eighty cents—"

Chen Jianguo watched her hurried departure, his heart filled with mixed emotions. In the end, he let out a sigh and went upstairs like a walking corpse.

Pushing open Liu Rui's hospital room door, before he could even speak, Liu Rui, who was sitting by the bed, immediately stood up and asked eagerly, "How much did your company advance you?"

"Thirty-seven yuan and eighty cents, Mom took it all," Chen Jianguo said wearily as he sat down on a stool by the wall.

A look of surprise crossed Liu Rui's face, followed by anger: "You gave it all to Mom?"

Chen Jianguo nodded hesitantly.

Liu Rui was instantly enraged, her chest heaving: "Chen Jianguo, are you stupid? Couldn't you have left a little? You gave it all to her, what are we going to do this month? Starve?"

She thought about it all night yesterday. Getting money from Chen Deshun was no longer an option. Every penny of Chen Jianguo's salary was crucial. But she never expected that the advance would be gone so soon.

Chen Jianguo was so ashamed of his words that he couldn't lift his head. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind, and with a glimmer of hope in his eyes, he looked at Liu Rui and said, "Wife, how about you go and get an advance on your salary? Otherwise, we really won't have a single penny left this month."

"Impossible! Don't even think about it!" Liu Rui refused without hesitation.

Getting an advance on salary is something only people facing financial difficulties do! If she does it and her colleagues and superiors find out, what will they think of her? What if it affects her work?

"What can we do? I've tried everything I can think of! We just don't have any money left!" Chen Jianguo roared as his pent-up frustration and anger finally erupted.

"What are you yelling about! If you don't have money, go find a way!"

A shout came from the doorway, just as Liu Rui's parents pushed the door open and entered. They had heard everything Chen Jianguo had said.

Liu's mother showed no shame whatsoever. Instead, she berated Chen Jianguo with righteous indignation: "All you do is yell! Why didn't you say anything when your father was robbing you? All you did was ask you to pay Qiangzi's medical bills. Look at how petty you are."

Liu Rui quickly peeked out the door and, seeing no one was watching in the hallway, hurriedly closed the door and whispered, "Mom, Jianguo and I are really struggling to make ends meet this month. Could you give us some of my old salary to tide us over? We'll make it up to you when Jianguo gets his salary."

At this point, her only hope was to get some of the wages she had previously handed over to her parents to tide her over.

Liu's mother was unwilling to spit out the meat she had just eaten. Her eyes darted around, and suddenly she remembered something. Her gaze fell on Chen Jianguo: "Isn't the staff dormitory under the jurisdiction of the unit's security department?"

Chen Jianguo didn't know why she suddenly asked this, but he nodded subconsciously anyway.

A barely perceptible smile appeared on Liu's mother's lips as she devised a plan.

"Alright, you two don't need to worry about the money. I'll take care of it for you!"

After saying that, without giving Chen Jianguo a chance to react, she grabbed Liu's father, who was still standing there in a daze at the door, and pulled him out.

Chen Jianguo stood by the window, watching Liu's mother lead Liu's father and two uncles out of the hospital gate in a fierce manner, as if they were heading to a battlefield.

An ominous premonition welled up in Chen Jianguo's heart, and he felt inexplicably panicked, his right eyelid twitching uncontrollably.

Chen Deshun didn't know if the Liu family had been intimidated by his threats.

But these past two days, things have been calm at the factory. The Liu family hasn't come to cause trouble, and Chen Jianguo hasn't come back either.

Life is back on track.

That morning, Chen Deshun arrived at the factory as usual.

When work wasn't in session, the workers loved to gather together and chat. They talked about everything from family matters to neighborhood anecdotes, and bursts of laughter would erupt from time to time.

Chen Deshun paid little attention to the group of people chatting idly. He greeted them and walked straight to the worktable, casually picking out a technical book he had borrowed from the factory library to read.

Having been reborn, he has too many technologies and ideas that are ahead of their time, but to turn these things into reality, he still needs a solid theoretical foundation to support them.

Lost in thought, a figure rushed over: "Master, Master! Did you read yesterday's Beijing Evening News?"

Liu Jun's mouth was stretched into an exaggerated grin as he held up a newspaper.

The Beijing Evening News ceased publication in 1966 and only officially resumed publication this February.

In an era before television was widespread, let alone the internet, newspapers were the fastest and most important channel for Beijing residents to learn about local news and social dynamics.

Chen Deshun used to read newspapers, but with the decline of print media, he got used to checking them on his mobile phone.

After being reborn, I haven't fully adapted to many things, such as reading newspapers.

Compared to the Beijing Evening News, which focuses on everyday life and is close to the lives of ordinary citizens, he actually prefers to read the Beijing Daily, which has a policy orientation, and the Youth Daily, which has more ideological and cultural content.

"What's wrong with the Evening News?" Chen Deshun paused in his flipping through the book, glanced at it, and asked casually.

Liu Jun, suppressing a laugh, unfolded the newspaper in front of Chen Deshun with a "whoosh," pointing to the social news section: "Master, look! Goodness—this guy's got some nerve—he got caught on the bus—hahaha, I can't take it, my stomach hurts from laughing!"

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