Siheyuan, I became a commercial tycoon in the culinary world

At this time, Yi Zhonghai came over and said, "Director Li, I think this is a good idea. My apprentice is also a pitiful man. His father died at his post in the factory, and he also died here. They both died for the country!

Now her family is really old and young, and has no source of income.

It would be better to let her daughter-in-law take over this job and work in the factory, which would be considered as a way for the factory to leave a way out for them, an orphan and a widow..."

Everyone agreed and they also felt that Yi Zhonghai's proposal made sense.

Deputy Director Li did not refuse. He nodded slightly and said, "Okay, Jia Zhang, who is your wife..."

Jia Zhang quickly pushed Qin Huairu in front of Deputy Director Li and said, "Director Li, look, this is my wife Qin Huairu..."

Qin Huairu lowered her head with a nervous look on her face.

Deputy Director Li glanced at Qin Huairu's appearance, and his face was immediately filled with a smile. There seemed to be a different kind of brilliance in his eyes, and he was almost drooling on Qin Huairu.

But in the end, his eyes fell on Qin Huairu's bulging belly, "Comrade Qin Huairu, are you pregnant?..."

Qin Huairu didn't answer, she just bit her lips slightly with a shy look on her face.

Jia Zhang nodded, "Yes! Huairu is already four months pregnant. Director Li, please agree to let her go to work at the steel mill! Otherwise, we, an orphan and a widow, will starve to death."

After Jia Zhang finished speaking, she took Qin Huairu's hand and said, "Huairu, go and thank Director Li."

Qin Huairu pursed her lips and bowed to Deputy Director Li. Her movements were gentle and respectful, showing her humility and gratitude.

When Deputy Factory Director Li saw this, he put away his lecherous smile and said, "Well, come and work for a few months first, and then ask for leave to start production!"

Qin Huairu heaved a sigh of relief when she heard that. She nodded, "Yes. Thank you, Director Li. I will work hard..."

Upon hearing this, Deputy Director Li smiled even brighter. He waved his hands and said, "Haha... Comrade Qin Huairu, your husband has also sacrificed his life for the country! Don't worry! I will definitely treat you well."

When everyone saw that Deputy Director Li agreed to let Qin Huairu go to work, they all showed joy.

Everyone was whispering to each other, discussing the turn of events brought about by this incident, as if they saw a glimmer of hope for the Jia family's future.

However, among the crowd, only Jia Zhang had a complex and subtle expression on her face. Her eyes revealed a hint of calculation and ruthlessness, and she was secretly ruthless in her heart.

Jia Zhang knew very well that her son Jia Dongxu had passed away, leaving behind the pregnant Qin Huairu.

If Qin Huairu is not allowed to go to work and has no source of income, she will most likely choose to get married soon.

If that happens, this family will really break up.

It would be better to use this tool to tie Qin Huairu up and let her stay for the sake of this family, the children and herself.

She bit her lips tightly, constantly thinking in her mind how to keep a firm control over Qin Huairu and ensure that she would not leave this home.

Yi Zhonghai stood aside, with a seemingly calm face, but his calculations in his mind were even louder.

He knew very well that his relationship with Qin Huairu could not be discovered by others, and he helped Qin Huairu get a job. On the one hand, it solved the Jia family's living problems and made Qin Huairu more grateful and dependent on him. On the other hand, it could also better protect his secret relationship with Qin Huairu.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking about the follow-up plan, how to continue this relationship without arousing suspicion from others.

At this moment, Deputy Director Li was thinking in his heart that Qin Huairu was so good-looking, and her pretty face and graceful figure made his heart beat fast.

As long as she gets into the steel mill, she will have no worries about not being able to succeed in the future.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible wicked smile. In his mind, he had already begun to imagine the scenes of getting along with Qin Huairu, thinking about how to get closer to her step by step and satisfy his own selfish desires.

Qin Huairu stood there, with her own thoughts in mind.

She felt more confident when she thought about working in the steel mill and having Yi Zhonghai protecting her. She knew Yi Zhonghai would not ignore her, and she could also have a stable income in the factory, so that she could better support her family.

He Yuzhu was the only one who watched this farce silently as a bystander. His eyes showed complex emotions, including regret for Jia Dongxu's death, helplessness for Jia Zhang's behavior, and doubts about the various hidden reasons behind this series of events.

He Yuzhu stood there quietly, as if in sharp contrast to the surrounding noise.

After Deputy Director Li left, Jia Zhang immediately asked Yi Zhonghai to set up a mourning hall for Jia Zhang, keep the coffin there for three days, and invite all the neighbors in and outside the yard to come and watch the funeral.

Jia Zhang's eyes were full of determination and resoluteness. She felt that only in this way could her son pass away with honor and make herself feel a little better.

When Yi Zhonghai heard Jia Zhang's request, his heart suddenly tightened.

He knew that Jia Zhang was targeting him and wanted him to contribute money and effort.

Of course Yi Zhonghai was unwilling to do so. He didn't want to spend too much money and energy on this matter. He frowned slightly and tried to find a reason to refuse Jia Zhangshi.

Upon seeing this, Jia Zhang immediately pulled Qin Huairu to kneel on the ground, crying bitterly: "Uncle, our Dongxu is gone. In the past three days, you have been Dongxu's dearest master. Please help us bury Dongxu!..."

Jia Zhang's voice was shrill and miserable, and it was heartbreaking to hear.

She held Qin Huairu's hand tightly, as if she had grabbed the last straw.

Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to do nothing. He knew that if he did not agree to Jia Zhang's request, she would probably go to the factory to ask for an investigation into Jia Dongxu's death.

If that happens, things will become more troublesome and he will be the one to be found out sooner or later.

After Yi Zhonghai reluctantly agreed to prepare the mourning hall and hold the funeral for Jia Dongxu, although he felt very reluctant, he had no choice but to go ahead and do it.

He first took out part of his savings and went to a specialized funeral supplies store to choose a coffin.

In the store, Yi Zhonghai carefully checked the material and workmanship of each coffin, constantly calculating the price and quality. After some comparison, he finally chose a coffin priced at 120 yuan. Although this cost made him feel bad, he had to bite the bullet and buy it in order to avoid any more trouble from Jia Zhang.

Then, Yi Zhonghai returned to the courtyard and began to prepare the mourning hall.

He found some white curtains and carefully hung them in appropriate places in the yard to create a solemn atmosphere.

In the center of the mourning hall, Jia Dongxu's coffin was placed. In front of the coffin was a table with Jia Dongxu's photos, incense burners and offerings on it.

Yi Zhonghai also specially bought some white flowers and placed them around the coffin, adding a touch of sadness.