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Chapter 40: Thinking about Lou Xiao'e

However, when Wang Gensheng thought about it carefully, wasn’t it the same when he was a corporate slave in modern times?

Technology is advancing with each passing day and developing at an extremely high speed.

Machines are able to do more and more work, and workers are being replaced in large numbers. In order to get limited jobs, the workers are competing among themselves. In the end, their wages are getting lower and lower.

I wish the wages would increase by 10% or 20% and the prices would double.

There are even many places where companies are laying off employees on a large scale, and people have to lower their living standards just to stay alive.

In order to gain greater profits, companies will also do their best to cut costs, resulting in the proliferation of a large number of additives.

Although the taste may be better, the problem is that the various trace elements in the human body are seriously exceeded and the person is ruined.

The most ridiculous sentence is: An expert came out to refute the rumor, instant noodles are not junk food! Not junk food! ! Not junk food! ! !

There were kind-hearted people who stepped forward specifically to check the data one by one with instant noodles.

I found that what the experts said was indeed correct!

According to the experts' appetite, eating a packet of instant noodles is indeed not junk food.

Note: This is based on the food intake of experts!

If you want to eat a packet of instant noodles and a sausage, which one is junk food?

If you want to eat a pack of instant noodles with a boiled egg, sorry, the sodium content is too high! So which one is junk food?

It’s all because the additives in it have exceeded the standard!

Instant noodles are not junk food!!!

So are ham sausage and boiled eggs junk food? ?

You said I don’t eat boiled eggs and sausages, but I eat two packets of instant noodles?

Sorry, you have exceeded the limit too! ! ! !

Therefore, I think that only marking the type of additives on the outer packaging without marking the exact content, and not marking the maximum daily intake of additives, is a hooliganism! Hooliganism! !

To put it more seriously, it is a chronic murder!

Look at it, our country has a population of 14 billion.

13.9 billion people are being murdered by capital. Isn't it ridiculous to say this? Are capitalists committing crimes against humanity?

Is there anyone who will come forward to judge them?

All I can say is, go to bed, brother! Eat and drink tomorrow, don't take anything to heart.

Before leaving get off work, Section Chief Hu Jianye came to inspect Wang Gensheng's work situation.

He praised Wang Gensheng highly: "Xiao Wang, your handwriting is really beautiful. I dare say that no one in our Propaganda Department can write better than you."

"I have always heard people say that there is a phrase called "a brilliant pen that produces flowers", but it was not until I saw what you wrote that I knew what a brilliant pen really means. Indeed, you can write beautifully with your pen now."

"Chief Hu, you are too kind. This is all thanks to your leadership."

"I can write good characters, but I need you as my leader to provide me with a platform. Otherwise, when I walk on the street, who would know that my characters are beautiful? People who don't even know me would even suspect that I am illiterate."

Wang Gensheng's little flattery really pleased Section Chief Hu.

Hu Jianye smiled widely, stepped forward, patted Wang Gensheng on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Wang, work hard, I believe in you!"

Wang Gensheng wrote these few words much faster. He finished his work task when the sun was still high in the sky. The four of them chatted and rested for a while. It was almost time to get off work.

I have completed today's work tasks and arrived half an hour earlier, but no one stared at me or stood up to object.

After pulling the cart and the remaining paint, the four men returned to the Propaganda Department to hand in the work.

Wang Gensheng took the clothes he had changed out of, the new lunch box and a pair of new cloth shoes, rolled them up and tucked them under his armpits, and ended his first day of work.

The next day, they got up early before dawn at He Yuzhu's urging, and the three of them went to the vegetable market to set up a stall and sell watermelons.

Before it was time to go to work, He Yuzhu said to Wang Gensheng, "Gensheng, hurry up and go to work. You are new here, and it's not good to be late in front of the factory leaders."

"Wait a moment, I'll take the old lady back to the courtyard with the cart, and then go to work at the factory. I'm in the cafeteria, and as long as I don't delay the workers' lunch, no one will complain about my work. My apprentice Ma Hua can handle some of the chopping work, so it won't matter if I'm late."

Wang Gensheng felt a little embarrassed for enjoying such privileges.

He made more money than Sha Zhu, but Sha Zhu did more work than himself. If Sha Zhu had no place to get watermelons, he could do this job alone.

Not only that, the deaf old lady also grinned and said, "Yes, Gensheng, you just started working, you must work hard and leave a good impression on the factory leaders."

"I'm old now, and I don't need so much money. From now on, you take 4 yuan a day, give 3 yuan to Zhuzi, and I'll take the smaller share. Just some pocket money will be enough."

After the deaf old lady's redistribution, Wang Gensheng felt even more embarrassed.

Fortunately, these two people didn’t know that the watermelons on the car were all produced by Wang Gensheng’s own private plot, and the capital he earned each time was the bulk of the money.

Under the urging of the two people, Wang Gensheng also walked towards the steel rolling mill, looking back every few steps.

After waiting for Dahei to finish mixing the white lime materials, he took three people to the wall he had worked on yesterday. At noon, Wang Gensheng first found a cool place to catch up on his sleep and slept for nearly two hours.

It was not until the sun was directly overhead that Xiao Yang pushed me awake.

One wall had been painted with white powder, waiting for Wang Gensheng to write big characters on it. This time, Wang Gensheng did not write the characters in ten minutes with just a few strokes, but worked on it carefully, writing slowly and hard, stroke by stroke.

"I would rather have socialist grass than capitalist seedlings."

This is another slogan that is unique to this era, and the implication of class struggle is very obvious. No wonder the big capitalist Lou Bancheng is in such a miserable situation now, and even his daughter cannot be saved after being married off.

In the end, he could only flee to Hong Kong.

Now think about it, Xu Damao is still lying in the hospital. Even if he comes out, he will probably be disabled.

Think about Lou Xiao'e again, with her looks and curvy figure, do I have some chance?

Nonsence.

Thinking of this, Wang Gensheng couldn't help but spat at himself.

What he said was wrong. He was not greedy for Lou Xiao'e's body, he just wanted to play poker with her.

Instead, he wanted to take the little belongings she brought as a dowry.

Those things can be left as valuable assets to your descendants decades later.

I just don’t know if I have the chance to succeed?