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Qiaoqiao waited for her brother to come home for dinner, but instead received a phone call saying that there had been a major safety accident at the steel plant, her master was seriously injured, and he could not return for the time being.

"Wenhui, we should go see Master. Your leg is all thanks to Master Chen," Qiaoqiao said worriedly.

"We should go visit him; let's go together tomorrow."

The next day, Zhou Wenhui took leave, bought fruit, and took a bus with Qiaoqiao to the First People's Hospital of Huailin City.

However, Mr. Chen was not in the burn unit. After asking the doctor, I learned that Mr. Chen was in a sterile ward, and outsiders were not allowed to enter.

Zhou Wenhui and Qiaoqiao went to the outside of the sterile ward but did not see Yang Zheng. After inquiring, they learned that the boy and girl outside the ward were Chen Yan's son and daughter.

"Hello Honghong, I am Yang Zheng's younger sister, my name is Yang Qiao."

Qiaoqiao had never met Chen Hong; her brother only mentioned her often.

Chen Hong's eyes were red and swollen. She stayed outside the ward all night, crying all night.

"Sister Qiaoqiao, my dad is inside."

Chen Hong started crying again. Qiaoqiao quickly hugged Chen Hong and comforted her, "It's okay, Honghong, Daddy will get better."

"Dad has a high fever, he's in a lot of pain..." Chen Hong cried, and Qiaoqiao cried along with her.

Zhou Wenhui asked the bewildered Chen Gang, "Why are there only the two of you? Didn't your unit send anyone to take care of you?"

Chen Gang sobbed, "Mom and Yang Zheng went to the factory to discuss Dad's follow-up treatment."

"Oh, Chen Gang, Master Chen is in a sterile ward, you can't go in. Take your sister back and rest. She'll have the energy to take good care of Dad when she's rested."

"The doctor will come out and tell me about Dad's condition in a little while. I need to wait," Chen Gang said, head down.

After Chen Hong finished crying, Zhou Wenhui said to Qiaoqiao, "Yang Zhenghe and his wife are at the factory. Let's go and see them."

"Wouldn't it be a problem if we went?"

"It's alright, I know Director Tang."

Qiaoqiao left the fruit she bought behind, told Chen Hong and Chen Gang to eat some, and instructed Chen Gang to remember to eat before she and Zhou Wenhui went to the Huailin City Machinery Factory.

Yang Zheng, his teacher's wife, and his teacher's wife's younger brother sat opposite the factory leaders, discussing Chen Yan's follow-up treatment and compensation issues.

This is a very serious problem. Chen Yan suffered extensive burns to his skin and is unable to work for a long time. He also needs his family to take care of him with extra care.

The teacher's wife's tantrums were an attempt to gain benefits, but also to ensure the smooth functioning of the family in the future.

Tang Ping offered his condolences to the family with great sorrow, then got to the point: "Master Chen Yan was burned while working for the factory's profits. We will take full responsibility for his subsequent treatment. If he can't be treated in Huailin City, we'll go to Shanghai or Beijing. Please rest assured, family."

Regarding the nursing care, I will arrange for Comrade He Chunxiu to be temporarily assigned to take care of Chen Yan. Comrade He Chunxiu's salary and bonuses at the textile factory will not be reduced in the slightest. As for Chen Gang taking over the position, that's not feasible for now. However, if Master Chen is willing to retire due to illness, we can consider having Chen Gang take over the position.

In addition, our company is willing to provide a one-time compensation of 10,000 yuan for Master Chen Yan's nutritional expenses and emotional distress. Comrade He Chunxiu, if you have no objections, we will sign a written contract. As long as the factory exists, our contract stands.

Tang Ping's words made perfect sense, and his wife and Yang Zheng felt they couldn't find fault with them, yet something seemed off.

"Let's discuss it again."

Yang Zheng dared not agree casually. He took the contract and left the meeting room with his teacher's wife.

"Yang Zheng, you're an educated man, what do you think of this contract?"

"I... I don't understand either."

Just when it seemed there was no other way, a familiar voice rang out: "Yang Zheng!"

It's Zhou Wenhui and Qiaoqiao.

"Wenhui, Qiaoqiao, you've arrived. Let me introduce you, this is my teacher's wife."

"Qiaoqiao? I... I've often heard Yang Zheng mention you. Thank you for coming to see Old Chen."

"Madam, don't be too sad. Master Chen is a lucky man, he will get better."

"Madam, please take care of yourself. Master Chen still needs your care."

Zhou Wenhui shook hands with his teacher's wife and then asked Yang Zheng, "Are you discussing compensation?"

Yang Zheng hurriedly showed Zhou Wenhui the conditions offered by the factory: "My teacher's wife wants to be transferred to the steel plant and wants Chen Gang to take her place, but the factory leaders disagree."

Zhou Wenhui took the contract, read it carefully, and said to his teacher's wife, "Let's go inside, I'll talk to them."

Yang Zheng followed Zhou Wenhui inside, while Qiaoqiao waited outside.

Tang Ping was overwhelmed with work. After dealing with Master Chen's matter, he still had to visit other burned employees, report the situation to the city, and so on...

That damned Liu Dabao, what a piece of trash! He should be sentenced to death.

I rubbed my temples, then looked up and saw there was another person there.

Wenhui, what brings him here?

Zhou Wenhui sat down with his teacher's wife and Yang Zheng. His words were gentle but sharp: "Director Tang, hello. I am here on behalf of Mr. Chen's family to discuss Mr. Chen's follow-up treatment with you leaders. Firstly, as the family, we are very satisfied. We are extremely grateful for the leaders' promises."

Upon hearing this, Tang Ping knew he was doomed. This little brat was here, and all the contracts had to be overturned.

No, no, at least the first point cannot be overturned.

"Secondly, Comrade He Chunxiu will be temporarily transferred to care for Master Chen Yan. During this period, her salary and bonuses will remain unchanged. Leaders, burn care is not a matter of one or two days, or even one or two years. If the burn is severe, skin grafts may be needed later, which could take five or six years."

Excuse me, the workplace where the incident occurred is not a textile factory. On what grounds has the factory director been paying Comrade He Chunxiu's salary and bonuses without compensation for five or six years? Comrade He Chunxiu is currently a squad leader. How can you be sure that He Chunxiu will still be a squad leader in five or six years?

"If Master Chen Yan hadn't had that accident, it's possible that Comrade He Chunxiu would have been promoted to workshop director. Why don't you factor in the unknown losses?"

Yang Zheng's eyes lit up. No wonder he needed to study; Zhou Wenhui's explanation was very logical.

Tang Ping's eyes lit up; he knew this brat was up to no good, just like his father.

"Regarding the issue of Chen Gang taking over the position, you demanded that Master Chen retire due to illness before Chen Gang could take over. As the saying goes, 'When a person leaves, the tea cools down,' but before he even left, your tea had already gone cold."

Tomorrow morning, the heroic deeds of Comrade Chen Yan from Huailin City Machinery Factory—his fearlessness in the face of danger, his willingness to die for his cause, and his unwavering righteousness—will appear on the front page of the Huailin City Daily. He risked his life; Chen Gang merely wanted to transfer to the factory his father loved, yet you keep pushing away the son of a hero.

Can you bear to see heroes shed tears? Can you bear to see the people who admire heroes feel disheartened? If something happens again at the factory, who will dare to risk their lives to save state property?

Good heavens, that's the power of a newspaper's pen! A few parallel sentences left all the leaders speechless.

"Approved. Arrange for Chen Gang to work in the factory immediately."

Tang Ping always gives a definite answer, but what if he doesn't?

Zhou Wenhui couldn't reach an agreement, so he said his father would come to the factory to cause trouble for him the next day.