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

On the day Jia Dongxu died, Yang Weimin brought Guo Jianjun to the courtyard to visit the Jia family.

It was just past noon and the news had not yet reached the yard.

When Yang Weimin and his companion entered the yard, they saw Cao Xing washing clothes.

It is working hours now, and Cao Xing should be in the factory instead of at home.

Yang Weimin was stunned for a moment, chose not to see it, and walked straight towards the Jia family.

Guo Jianjun also knew Cao Xing and was about to scold him, but when he saw that Yang Weimin didn't say anything and Cao Xing was not under his jurisdiction, he didn't say anything.

He thought that Yang Weimin wanted to appease the Jia family first and had no time to deal with Cao Xing who had deserted his post.

Cao Xing smiled. He didn't expect Yang Weimin to act so quickly.

He had indeed spent a long time fishing in the factory in the morning, but was so bored that he returned to the yard to clean up. As for why he was bored, he could only say that Li Mei's relatives had come.

But he didn't expect that Yang Weimin would come in person to inform him of the news.

He chuckled, it seemed that Yang Weimin was going to have a headache.

As for Jia Zhang's bad mouth, she is always on the right side and no one will be in good condition if she reports the news to them.

Sure enough, not long after, Jia Zhang's angry curses were heard from the Jia family.

"What did you say? My son died today?"

"Aunt Jia, please accept my condolences. As the director of the steel mill, I have some responsibility anyway."

Jia Zhang was completely crazy. Her son had died. She was truly experiencing the pain of a young person sending off his loved one. Her emotions were extremely intense.

"What kind of leaders are you? Why did you choose my son? Old Jia, come out and take a look. Our son has followed in your footsteps!"

Her voice, like a broken gong, was so loud that everyone in the yard came over to watch.

"It sounds like Jia Dongxu is dead!"

"Don't talk nonsense. I saw him go out to work this morning."

"Didn't you hear what Jia Zhang said? I think there was an accident in the steel mill."

"Hey, Jia Dongxu deserves to die."

Everyone was talking non-stop, but from the Jia family's house one could hear Qin Huairu's crying and Jia Zhang's angry cursing from time to time.

"I'm telling you leaders, if the steel mill doesn't give our Jia family an explanation, I'm going to report it to the district and the city, and make you all eat peanuts!"

Yang Weimin and Guo Jianjun in the room had dark faces. They originally wanted to come here to express their condolences in their own capacity, but Jia Zhang treated them like enemies and attacked them.

"Aunt Jia, the cause of the accident is still under investigation. If it is really the factory's fault, we will certainly take responsibility."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she jumped up and started slapping Yang Weimin's face.

"I'll kill your whole family. You leaders are no good! My son died in your factory. If you don't take responsibility, I'll kill you!"

Guo Jianjun was shocked. He didn't expect that Jia Zhang was so fierce that he dared to attack Director Yang.

"Let go now, or we'll call the police!"

Jia Zhang was quick-witted and quick-handed. She picked up the bowl next to her and threw it at Guo Jianjun.

Guo Jianjun never expected that the old woman was so agile and accurate. He was hit directly by the bowl, and there was half a bowl of porridge in the bowl.

Guo Jianjun was so burned that he covered his face and wailed.

Yang Weimin had served in the army to some extent, but he was unable to fight back against someone like Jia Zhang.

After all, Jia Zhang's son had just died, and if he beat her again, that would be another story.

"Jia Zhang, we will investigate the results as soon as possible, and we will notify you of the compensation for your Jia family after the results come out. If you continue to act like this, I will really call the police!"

After hearing what Yang Weimin said, Jia Zhang stopped using force, but now Director Yang's face was covered with scratches, and Guo Jianjun's face was also red, and they both looked miserable!

Jia Zhang stared at the two with her dead fish eyes and said in a cold voice, "I want a certificate of a martyr's family member, plus one thousand yuan, and a job in the steel mill, starting as a section chief. In addition, you have to subsidize me thirty yuan a month, and you have to bear the cost of Jia Geng's schooling."

She also thought it through. Since her son was gone anyway, of course she had to strive for the greatest benefit.

Yang Weimin widened his eyes in disbelief, thinking that Jia Zhang had gone crazy.

"That's impossible! Not to mention that the cause of the accident has not yet been determined, even if it is the responsibility of the steel mill, it cannot meet the requirements you mentioned."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she took out the photo of Old Jia without saying a word.

"Are you guys still human? My old man died in your steel mill, and now my son has also died in the factory. This is all I ask, and you guys don't agree. Is this how you act as a leader?"

Yang Weimin endured the burning pain on his face and shouted, "I came here just to tell you about Jia Dongxu's death. As for the result, you just wait for the factory's notification."

After saying this, they wanted to leave quickly, but Jia Zhang would never let them go easily.

"Don't even think about leaving if you haven't explained clearly. You have to agree to the conditions I mentioned, whether you agree or not!"

Guo Jianjun couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Jia Zhang, are you trying to be a rogue? I'm telling you, this is our factory director. If you attack us, we can definitely send you to jail!"

After the further training in Beijiao Prison, Jia Zhang has been completely transformed. She is no longer the old hag who could be frightened by a few words.

"Stop talking nonsense to me. You guys killed my son. Let's see who will be the unlucky one when the police come!"

Yang Weimin also had a headache. This old woman's unruly character was really difficult to deal with. He couldn't take any action now, and he didn't want to waste time here. He had to go back and take charge of his work.

Thinking of this, he prepared to use a conciliatory policy and his tone softened.

"Aunt Jia, how about this? I will go back and immediately investigate what happened, and give you a satisfactory explanation no matter what."

Hearing these soft words, Jia Zhang became even more unscrupulous. She shook her head and said, "Get lost. I want you to write down everything I said and sign your names on it. Otherwise, I will fight you today!"

Yang Weimin and his friend had never met such an unreasonable person before, and they were at a loss for a moment.

No one knows what the consequences will be if we take action again, and it will be even more difficult to explain if Jia Zhang is hurt.

And writing a written document is even more impossible. You must be kidding. Putting aside everything else, they can't even do the task of being the family members of a martyr.

If you really write it, someone like Jia Zhang might blackmail you for the rest of your life!

Just when they were in trouble, there was a knock on the door.

Jia Zhang didn't expect that someone would come, so she asked rudely, "Who is it? Didn't you see that someone died in our family? Who dares to come in?"

After he finished speaking, Cao Xing's voice was heard from outside the door.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, I knocked on the door only because your son died, but you insisted that I kick it, right?"

When Jia Zhang heard this, her master shuddered all over.

But she knew that letting Cao Xing in would be bad, so she immediately shouted: "Cao Xing, you have nothing to do here. My son is dead, don't force me to be aggressive, or I will die in front of you!"