People are prosperous: Uncle is shocked by crooked ways

Two days have passed since Lin Yang left for the 27th.

But within these two days.

Miss Wang has always been a little absent-minded in doing things.

"What happened to Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang?"

Miss Wang's mind was filled with the stories told by Lin Yang at this moment. So much so that she broke two stamps in succession today. She finished the task at hand absent-mindedly.

Miss Wang has made up her mind.

This Sunday, she will definitely She was going to Fudan University to force Lin Yang to finish telling Hu Bayi's story.

As for Lin Yang's promise to help the Ningbo factory director,

Miss Wang didn't take it to heart at all.

Because it was too difficult to handle.

Not to mention Lin Yang, a college student who is in school.

Even among them, few people can help the Ningbo factory director on the 27th.

Just when Miss Wang made up her mind, she must go to Lin Yang to listen to the story this Sunday.

In the corridor outside, there was a sudden burst of piercing wails.

"There is no way to survive. My man has not received his salary for a year, leaving us, an orphan and a wife, hungry every day.……"

"Our family is even worse. Without the man, we have to rely on the pension from the factory. Now even the pension has been cut off."

……

This miserable wailing sound.

It immediately attracted the attention of almost all the staff on the 27th.

Miss Wang couldn't help but stick to the window and stare outside to check.

This sight immediately made her look strange.

Because the people crying outside at this moment are two women in their forties and fifties.

But the person leading the two of them was clearly the Ningbo factory director, nicknamed Little Ningbo.

The two women cried together, as if they really couldn't live anymore.

The factory director, Xiao Ningbo, also looked sad and talked about the difficulties in the factory.

Although the staff on the 27th.

I've seen this kind of behavior all too often.

But today, the two women were crying and telling the miserable stories that happened to them...

Many employees on the 27th who heard these miserable stories felt a little soft-hearted and couldn't help but shed tears.

Miss Wang couldn't bear it.

Picking up the stamps on the side, he walked towards the master's office.

The story of these two women is so tragic. If the factory no longer exists, their whole family may not be able to survive.

The somewhat soft-hearted Miss Wang couldn't help but want to go to her master to beg for mercy.

Walk to the master's office.

Miss Wang was shocked to see it.

Her master, Jin Hua, was standing at the door of the office at the moment, staring expressionlessly at every move outside.

"Master, I have sent you stamps."

Miss Wang opened the door and walked in. She handed the stamp to Jinhua with a smile.

Jinhua's expression remained unchanged. She took out the stamp folder and carefully put the stamp in.

Miss Wang stood aside and waited for Jinhua to finish. Then he began to plead:"Master, those people outside are really miserable, how about we find a way to help them?"

"help? How to help?"

Jinhua's expression was cold, and she was like a cold-blooded machine:"The machines and technology in their factory are already backward, and the products they produce are substandard and cannot be exported at all... So, let alone two people now. I am crying here, no matter how many people come, if they are not qualified, they are not qualified, and I will not give them export quotas."

Seeing her teacher's cold expression,

Miss Wang did not dare to say anything more.

What's more

, she also knew that her teacher was right.

"What will they do outside? Do you want someone to take care of it?"Miss Wang spoke again.

Jinhua shook her head and said:"Don't worry about them, let them make trouble if they want, and let other people who come here to handle business see clearly that on the 27th, we, relying on crying and making such gangsters Means are of no use."

Miss Wang could only nodded, turned around and left from here.

Xiao Ningbo, the Ningbo factory director, and others, who were located in corridor No. 27, had been making a fuss for most of the day before leaving in anguish. As soon as they walked out of the gate of No. 27,

Xiao Ningbo looked at When we arrived at Lin Yang who was waiting outside the door, little Ningbo walked over quickly with a frustrated look on his face and said,"Brother, the method you mentioned doesn't work. We cried hard all day, but it was of no use at all."

What they did on the 27th today was all directed by Lin Yang from behind.

Even the tragic stories they wailed about were written by Lin Yang for them.

Lin Yang turned to look at Xiao Ningbo and the others, smiling. Then he said:"Iron rods are ground into needles. You have just started. The effects will not come out in a few days."

With that said,

Lin Yang took out a few pieces of letter paper and handed them to Xiao Ningbo and said:"This is the new plot I made up for you. You just have to do miserably according to this tomorrow."

Little Ningbo had a strange look on his face. He took the letter and took a quick look at it. He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

On this letter, there were several extremely tragic stories.

One of the stories was like this.

The protagonist of the story , his parents died in a factory accident, leaving him alone. He grew up in the factory, and later got married and had children in the factory. It can be said that he has become one with the factory, but now the factory has stopped because there are no orders. It was about to go bankrupt.

In order to save the factory, the protagonist stayed up late and worked overtime for several days. As a result, he had an accident and became disabled. But even so, he still kept thinking about it and wanted to keep the factory alive.……

……

There were several stories written on the letter paper, all with similar contents.

The same misery, the same closely related to the factory.

Seeing these extremely tragic stories, even little Ningbo couldn't help but say:"Brother, actually, our factory is really not so miserable."……"

Lin Yang shook his head and warned:"Don't say that to the people on the 27th. Anyway, if you do as I say, I guarantee that I can help you get foreign trade orders."

For the sake of foreign trade orders.

Little Ningbo gritted his teeth and nodded:"Okay, I will listen to my brother. I will continue to mourn in No. 27 tomorrow."