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"Little sister, find a chance later and sneak over to the captain."

When Zhao Qingsong came out, he whispered instructions to his younger sister.

The production team headquarters is located in their production team 1. The team leader is originally from here, so he should be here soon after being notified.

"Okay~"

The younger sister quickly agreed.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingsong went out.

At this moment, the group had already rushed to the entrance of their own main room.

"You little brat, you dare steal my job! I'll make sure you regret this!"

As Zhao Qingshan approached, he roared furiously, his eyes bloodshot.

This is a chance to get a job in a factory. Once he gets a job there, he can have a secure job.

But all of this was ruined by that bastard Zhao Qingsong.

"Get out! Get out! What are you doing here!"

Zhao Qingsong saw Zhao Qingshan's outstretched hand, flicked it away, and pushed it out with a swift motion.

"Ouch!"

Zhao Qingshan's arm was twisted behind his back, and in pain he had no strength to fight back. He was pushed out the door and staggered into the courtyard.

Zhao Qingsong held a kitchen knife in his hand, pointing it at the menacing group of people.

"What do you want? Do you really think we're easy to bully?"

He then turned his gaze to the group of people.

Ha ha!

Wow, they really have everything!

Zhao Tiezhu and his wife, the old lady, Zhao Qingshan, and Zhao Qingshan's younger brother and sister all came over.

When Zhao Tiezhu saw the kitchen knife in Zhao Qingsong's hand, he instinctively flinched.

However, he was certain that the other party wouldn't dare to use a knife.

He straightened his back again.

"You bastard, you dare to steal your cousin's job! If you don't give me an explanation today, this isn't over."

"That's right, the job has to be given up," Wang Chunlan, an older woman, chimed in, hands on her hips.

This is related to whether my son can become a worker.

His father, Zhao Jianguo, also came out at this time.

His face darkened: "Boss, you guys have gone too far."

Zhao Tiezhu was stunned to see that Zhao Jianguo had actually gotten out of bed and was in good condition.

He then stated directly, "Dad was unfair in the past. Now that Dad is gone, I'm the eldest son, Mom lives with us, and we're the ones who call the shots in this family. The job must go to Qingshan."

Zhao Qingsong stopped his father when he saw that he was about to speak.

There are some things that the other person might find difficult to say, but he might say they're appropriate.

Seeing that a crowd was gathering around him, he cleared his throat and questioned, "Uncle, you keep saying I stole Zhao Qingshan's job, where's your shame?"

As he spoke, he patted his own cheeks.

"People need face, trees need bark. Grandpa said this job was for me, everyone in the village knows that! And now you're accusing me of stealing your job! Where's your face?!"

"It really is true, a knife can be used to pull out a sore bottom! Wow, what do you guys think?"

His words immediately drew laughter from the onlookers.

Zhao Tiezhu's face turned ashen from being choked by the words.

He wanted to take action, but seeing the knife in his hand, he held back and prepared to find tools instead.

"Who do you think you are? This is a matter for the elders, you have no right to interfere! Your grandfather has passed away, and now your grandmother lives with us, so this job should naturally be inherited by our eldest branch of the family."

Zhao Qingsong sneered: "Oh my, anyone who didn't know better would think our Zhao family has a throne to inherit! Inheritance, my foot! How can it not concern me? This job is mine, so it concerns me. If Grandpa gave this job to you, I wouldn't utter a sound."

"I knew it! When Grandpa passed away, you were all so eager to divide the family property and bring Grandma to live with you. So that's what you were planning!"

"Also, forget about adult matters. I'm in charge of this household now!"

He shouted it out with a strong and resounding voice.

The group of people were all taken aback when they saw his appearance.

Is this still the same honest and simple Zhao Qingsong?

Zhao Tiezhu was furious and glared at Zhao Jianguo: "Second brother, is this how you raise your kids? You're not even dead yet, and you're already letting this brat Qingsong run the household?"

"Snapped!"

He had barely finished speaking when a slap landed squarely on his face.

That slap stunned everyone.

No one would have thought that Zhao Qingsong would dare to slap someone.

"Zhao Tiezhu, I respect you and will call you Uncle. If you don't behave like a human being, I'll teach you how to behave like a human being on my behalf. I'll teach you what brotherly love and respect are."

Zhao Qingsong gave a cold shout.

Zhao Tiezhu realized what was happening.

humiliation.

It was so humiliating.

He couldn't accept such humiliation. His eyes reddened, and in a fit of rage, he charged forward.

Who cares about the knife or not?

"You little brat, I'll kill you."

They charged straight at us.

"Stop right there! What are you doing?!"

Lost in thought, a shout came from behind the crowd, and then a figure walked in from outside.

Wang Mancang.

Production brigade leader.

Hearing his voice, Zhao Tiezhu calmed down a little.

You can't afford to offend the brigade leader, or you'll be in trouble. He'll assign you dangerous and dirty work that will not only exhaust you but also reduce your work points.

The captain walked in with his hands behind his back.

His younger sister followed behind him.

"What happened?"

Wang Mancang looked at the group with a cold expression.

Zhao Qingsong said directly, "Captain, you should know about what happened to my grandfather. This job was left to me by my grandfather, and my name is on it. These people keep saying that I stole Zhao Qingshan's job. I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as this."

Since we've already broken off relations, there's no need to save face.

"you……"

Zhao Tiezhu was so angry that he was about to take action.

"Alright."

Wang Mancang gave a cold shout, which stopped Zhao Tiezhu.

He then said coldly, "Tiezhu, your father did say that when he was alive, and the name on the job posting was indeed Qingsong."

Zhao Tiezhu said with some dissatisfaction, "Captain, this is our family matter. My father is gone, and now my mother lives with us. This job should be ours, and no one else can interfere!"

"you……"

Wang Mancang felt that he had been humiliated.

But thinking about it, it makes sense.

A single job as a city worker is extremely important.

Once you become a worker, you don't have to toil in the fields for a living; you receive a fixed salary and a fixed quota every month.

This really concerns a child's future.

"But you can't block the door! You've already separated."

"Even though we've separated from the family, we're still related! My mother is still here!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Mancang looked at the elderly woman with half-white hair beside him.

He sighed and said, "Big sister, what can I say? We're brothers after all, blood is thicker than water! If anything were to happen to us, your older brother wouldn't rest in peace!"

Seeing this, the old lady glanced around.

A hint of embarrassment crossed his face.

Everyone turned to look at her, hoping the old lady could resolve the matter.

Zhao Jianguo looked at his mother, hoping she could give him a fair answer.

pity!

No!

The old lady sighed and said, "I'm with the eldest son now, so he's in charge. It's up to the brothers to decide."

That's what I said, but actually I still favor the eldest daughter.

After all, the elders hadn't taken the matter seriously.

Moreover, the eldest son's family has more labor force than the second son's family.

Seeing this, Zhao Tiezhu said, "Captain, you heard that too, right? This is a matter between my brother and me. The brigade shouldn't interfere."

The captain sighed upon hearing this.

Zhao Qingsong watched coldly.

He could understand the old lady; she was already seventy years old, and had lived through more than 20 years of the Qing Dynasty, so her thinking was very old-fashioned.

The youngest son and the eldest grandson are the old lady's lifeblood.

A woman follows her husband after marriage and her son in old age.

My third uncle's family has two daughters, but no descendants, so they naturally can't participate in this matter.

Only the eldest son's family is left.

The reason is clear from the fact that Zhao the eldest insisted on custody.

He wouldn't have gotten justice if it weren't for the old lady.

That's exactly what he was waiting for Zhao Tiezhu to say.

This is a family matter.

These days, if a family dispute breaks out, the brigade usually won't get involved. With that statement, he could finally act more freely.

This kind of person needs to be scared into submission once and for all!

P.S.: I'll try to post 3 chapters a day from now on!! Please keep reading!