Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

In the morning, the loudspeakers in the factory started broadcasting again.

"In view of the extremely bad slander in the last report letter, the factory leaders have increased the reward for reporting to 100 yuan. Please spread the word among the workers. If you know anything about it, please contact the security department or the factory leaders."

The loudspeaker broadcast ten times in one morning, which shows how seriously the factory leaders took this incident.

Everyone in Sangu was happy.

After all, the factory leaders' strict investigation of the murderer is a disguised way of paying attention to these three gangs.

They thought it was the effect caused by Cao Xing's pig.

There was constant laughter and joy in Sangu.

Zhao Wen couldn't help but laugh and said, "I thought this matter had been ignored, but I didn't expect the factory leaders to take it so seriously."

Sun Cheng also said happily: "This is all thanks to Xiao Cao's pig, right? Otherwise, how could the factory leaders be so enthusiastic to redress our injustice?"

Li Mei was a little embarrassed to face Cao Xing, but she still smiled in the office.

"I don't know who wrote the report. This is so abominable."

"That's right. Although we have nothing to do during the day, we risk our lives traveling back and forth between the pigeon cities at night. How could they know this?"

"Don't let me know who wrote it, or I will never let him go!"

Sun Cheng is a big and strong man. He rolled up his sleeves and got to work. It is conceivable that he hates whistleblowers.

Only the older section chief Qian Zhuang looked at Cao Xing. He vaguely guessed that the reason why the factory leaders attached so much importance to this letter of complaint was because of Cao Xing.

As far as he knew, the decision made by the factory leaders this time was a joint decision made by Director Yang and Deputy Director Li.

This shows that the two have reached a consensus!

He didn't understand what could have made the two people who were so hostile to each other reach a consensus, but there was a vague shadow of Cao Xing in it.

The money house was not stupid. Cao Xing's employment was full of mystery. The factory director gave him special approval. He seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, making it impossible to see through him.

Compared to Sangu's ease, Shazhu in the cafeteria had a pale face.

He didn't expect that the factory leaders would keep harping on this matter and be determined to get to the bottom of it.

He is not afraid of anything else, he is just afraid that Jia Dongxu can't resist the temptation and reports him, then he will be doomed!

Thinking of this, he put down the tools in his hands, without even asking for leave, ran out of the kitchen and came to the door of a workshop.

"Comrade, comrade, I'm looking for Jia Dongxu from your workshop."

Guo Jianjun had just finished inspecting the workshop when he saw Sha Zhu standing at the door.

"Isn't this the idiot from the cafeteria? What do you want with him?"

Sha Zhu's nickname is Xu Damao, which is known throughout the factory area, and this is why He Yuzhu hates him.

"Director Guo, I have something to ask him. Could you please call him for me?"

Guo Jianjun's heart moved. He was also an old hand and could tell at a glance that there must be something going on between the two of them.

Moreover, looking at Jia Dongxu's expression just now and He Yuzhu's anxiety now, he was sure that the matter between them must be serious.

"You're late. Jia Dongxu asked for leave this morning."

"Ah? Director Guo, did he not come this morning or did he come and leave again?"

He needs to ask clearly. If he didn't come in the morning, it would be fine, because it means Jia Dongxu didn't hear the broadcast at all.

If he came and left, it would mean that Jia Dongxu must have gone back to ask Jia Zhangshi how to deal with the matter.

Is there any need to think about Jia Zhang's character?

That would definitely mean reporting him and making a fortune!

Thinking of this, he didn't even say hello to Guo Jianjun and ran directly towards the courtyard.

He guessed correctly, Jia Dongxu had indeed returned home.

As a qualified mama's boy, he has to ask his resourceful mother about this matter.

"Dongxu, why are you back?"

Qin Huairu was washing clothes when she saw Jia Dongxu coming back in a hurry.

"Go wash your clothes. I'm telling you not to hurt my son while washing clothes, or I'll beat you to death!"

After saying that, he hurried into the room.

Only Qin Huairu, who was crying bitterly with a big belly, was left there crying silently.

She was only crying for others to see, and she had gotten used to this situation over the years.

She didn't know what was being said in the room, she only knew that the mother and son would occasionally let out a sly laugh.

Not long after, Jia Dongxu walked out contentedly, without even looking at Qin Huairu, and walked straight out.

At this time He Yuzhu also came to the yard and bumped into Jia Dongxu.

"Your dog is blind... Jia Dongxu? Where is Brother Dongxu going?"

He Yuzhu's one sentence has three emotional changes.

First it was anger, then surprise, and finally flattery.

Jia Dongxu is now confident, just as his mother said, the arrogant Sha Zhu in the courtyard is now under his control!

He said indifferently: "Silly Zhu, come back to get something. Aren't you going to the factory?"

He Yuzhu was delighted and said, "That's great. I'm going to the factory too. Let's go together."

Jia Dongxu said coldly: "No, I'm not going the same way as you."

He Yuzhu knew that Jia Dongxu was going to sell him out when he heard that, so he said, "Brother Dongxu, we can talk it out. There is nothing that cannot be discussed between us brothers."

He now really regretted discussing the report with this bastard.

And Jia Dongxu thought about how the guy in front of him hit Xu Damao who had teased his wife yesterday. Wasn't it obvious that he was having an affair with his wife?

I thought to myself, if I don’t screw you over badly, I wouldn’t be named Jia!

"Shazhu, although we have a good relationship, public is public and private is private. Since the factory has asked about your anonymous letter of denunciation, I should fulfill my responsibilities as a worker and not destroy the unity of the workers. I'm sure the factory leaders won't punish you severely."

This is a very high-sounding statement.

This left He Yuzhu speechless.

They responded to the call of the factory leaders, and no one can say anything about it.

He Yuzhu also had an unhappy expression on his face.

"Jia Dongxu, don't forget that you and I planned this report together. If I get into trouble, you can't escape!"

If Jia Dongxu had not received a comprehensive analysis from Jia Zhang, he would have been frightened by this sentence.

It's a pity that Jia Dongxu is not panicking at all now.

"Silly Zhu, you wrote the letter and you sent it, what do I have to do with it?"

He Yuzhu didn't expect that this idiot couldn't even yell at him, so he lowered his posture and said, "Brother Dongxu, we have been friends since we were young, what is there to be discussed?"

Seeing that he had completely controlled him, Jia Dongxu immediately said, "It's true that there is nothing to be said, but you also know that your brother's family has many people and little money. It's not like you who can eat well and the whole family will not be hungry."

He Yuzhu said immediately: "Brother Dongxu, can I bring you a lunch box every day?"

Jia Dongxu smiled, and smiled very happily.

"The factory also gave out a bonus of 100 yuan. You know, this 100 yuan is very important to our family."

He Yuzhu was in a dilemma now. It was not that he felt sorry for the hundred yuan, but he really didn't have it!

His monthly salary is 27.5 yuan, and he has to pay five yuan every month for He Yushui's tuition and food expenses.

Qin Huairu borrows ten or eight yuan every month, and she needs money for cigarettes, food, and drinks, so how can she have any money left!

At that time, he had not yet been promoted to chef, and his salary had not reached the later 37.5.