My sister broke off her engagement to marry someone richer? My older sister married me and became in

Sun Dahai felt he must be going crazy.

The moment he said that price, he regretted it.

This price is outrageous; they're treating people like fools.

This dilapidated factory, along with all the scrap metal, is worth at most ten thousand yuan.

He was prepared to have someone spit in his face and then drive off cursing.

However, considering the factory's machinery, the wages paid to the workers, and the land, the price isn't particularly high.

Lu Qingshan didn't even blink after hearing this.

"make a deal."

Sun Dahai froze, wondering if there was something wrong with his ears.

Lu Qingshan didn't look at him again, turned around and walked to the passenger side door of the first truck, and knocked on the window.

He took the heavy leather suitcase from the rolled-down car window.

Lu Qingshan took the suitcase, walked up to Sun Dahai, and opened it with a "click".

A whole box of brand-new "Da Tuanjie" (a type of rice noodle) was neatly stacked inside.

Lu Qingshan took out half of it and stuffed it directly into Sun Dahai's arms.

The huge wad of money was so heavy that Sun Dahai stumbled and almost lost his balance.

"This is forty thousand."

"Take me to the county office now to complete the formalities."

"I'll leave the car and everyone here for you, and I'll take good care of the factory for you."

Sun Dahai was completely dumbfounded.

He held the bundle of money in his arms—enough to bury the rest of his life—and looked at the remaining half in the box, feeling as if he were in a ridiculous dream.

He had lived for nearly sixty years, traveling all over the country, and had never seen such a straightforward business deal.

His hands were shaking so badly that he instinctively tried to hold the money even tighter.

A hand reached out and gently pressed down on his arm.

It was Lu Qingshan's hand.

That hand was very steady, with an undeniable strength.

Sun Dahai's heart sank.

Have you changed your mind?

Are you trying to lower the price?

He knew there was no such thing as a free lunch.

"My condition is," Lu Qingshan said, looking into his eyes, "that you must bring back every single one of the laid-off veteran workers."

"I will continue to employ him."

"Salaries will be paid according to the highest standard previously set by the factory."

Sun Dahai was stunned.

He stared blankly at Lu Qingshan, his mouth agape, his mind a complete blank.

He then realized that the young man in front of him had not only bought a dilapidated factory, but also the jobs of the dozens of people working there.

Looking into Lu Qingshan's sincere eyes, a surge of emotion welled up in his own eyes.

The grievances, resentment, and despair that had been building up in my heart for days all turned into scalding tears at this moment.

He nodded heavily, his voice choked with emotion.

"Boss Lu, don't worry!"

"Even if I run my legs off, I'll find them all for you!"

……

That afternoon, in the office of the county's Administration for Industry and Commerce.

With trembling hands, Sun Dahai signed his name on the last page of the transfer agreement.

When the staff stamped the bright red seal, the "Hongshan County Second Coal Smelting Workshop," which had existed for more than a decade, officially became history.

It was evening.

Surprisingly, the dilapidated factory area has become bustling with activity again.

Dozens of men in worn-out work clothes gathered in twos and threes.

They were all old workers whom Sun Dahai had found from various corners of the country.

Some are at home worrying about their next meal, some are playing chess on the street to kill time, and others are preparing to pack up and go to other places to stay with relatives.

When the news came, no one believed it.

The person who spoke was the old factory director, Sun Dahai.

Clutching at a sliver of unrealistic hope, they returned with a mixture of belief and skepticism to this place they both loved and hated.

The factory is still the same dilapidated factory.

In the yard, there were three brand-new trucks and a dozen or so burly men who looked like they were not to be trifled with.

They looked at the young man standing at the front of the crowd, their eyes filled with doubt, unease, and a faint glimmer of hope.

"This is the new boss? He's so young!"

"Is this reliable? Are they just calling us back to play a joke on us?"

"Look at the woman next to him, she looks like a fairy, could she really be here to open a factory?"

The murmurs were as loud as mosquitoes buzzing.

Lu Qingshan didn't say a single unnecessary word.

He simply patted Scarface Liu on the shoulder.

Scarface Liu understood, picked up the suitcase, walked to the front of the crowd, and opened the suitcase in front of everyone.

He took out stacks of brand-new banknotes and began calling out names one by one.

"Zhang Fugui!"

An elderly worker in his fifties with a face full of wrinkles was stunned for a moment. He was pushed and then he came to his senses and walked up shakily.

Scarface Liu counted out thirty-five yuan and stuffed it into his hand.

"The boss gave me an advance on my first month's salary."

Zhang Fugui held the few bills that still smelled of ink, his hands trembling as if he had suffered a stroke.

"Li Tiezhu!"

"Wang Jianjun!"

……

Scarface Liu's voice echoed through the empty factory area.

Every worker whose name was called felt like they were dreaming.

The murmurs among the crowd gradually faded away.

Only after the last worker had received his money did Lu Qingshan take a step forward.

"From today onwards, this place will be renamed 'Xiushan Industrial'."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"I don't care what happened in the past. From now on, as long as you work diligently..."

"I, Lu Qingshan, guarantee that everyone will have meat at every meal and a year-end bonus!"

"Whoosh—"

The crowd erupted in uproar.

The workers, clutching the scalding hot banknotes in their hands, listened to Lu Qingshan's resounding promise, their faces flushed with excitement.

Many of the older, experienced craftsmen could no longer hold back and burst into tears on the spot.

That was the joy of escaping from a desperate situation, the gratitude of being pulled out of the mire.

Sun Dahai wiped away his tears and walked up to Lu Qingshan.

Without saying a word, he bowed deeply to Lu Qingshan.

"Boss Lu!"

Behind him, the dozens of men who had just been filled with despair about life all bent down in unison, following his lead.

"Boss Lu!"

Dozens of men shouted in unison, their voices merging into a torrent that shook the coal dust falling from the factory floor.

……

The next morning.

The long-absent lights were lit early in the factory area of ​​Xiushan Industry.

Lu Qingshan, along with Lin Xiulan and Scarface Liu, drove a truck back to the county town.

The factory's affairs were temporarily handed over to Sun Dahai.

Lu Qingshan then took Lin Xiulan's hand and walked towards the largest state-owned supply and marketing cooperative in the county.

There are too many things that need to be re-acquired at the new factory.

Lin Xiulan held a small notebook in her hand, which was already filled with dense notes on several pages.

The two walked side by side, both with relaxed smiles on their faces.

From this day forward, they can be said to have truly taken root in this land.

After completing all the formalities, Lu Qingshan and Lin Xiulan headed to the supply and marketing cooperative, intending to purchase some miscellaneous items.