Chapter 276: Being Given a Hard Time, Qin Huairu Suffers

In the blink of an eye.

More than a month passed.

Qin Huairu, who had been resting at home under the pretense of sick leave after the pillar‑collision incident, finally saw her vacation end and began her work life at Yagangchang after the incident.

Everything turned out exactly as Qin Huairu had expected.

There was no longer Yi Zhonghai to rely on.

Qin Huairu's reputation was ruined, and her skills were still subpar.

What awaited her.

Was endless hardship.

The coworkers who had been suppressing their anger for two and a half years erupted like a volcano that had been building up, all venting their fury on Qin Huairu.

From the moment she started work until she clocked out at night.

Qin Huairu spent her time amid the coworkers' various forms of harassment.

Either they made Qin Huairu move and process materials, or they made her re‑handle the barely qualified parts she had produced.

The harassment was such that even the workshop cleaning, which Qin Huairu usually disliked, became a coveted leisure task for her—at least she could step outside to take out the trash and catch a breath.

Some even pointed at Qin Huairu's nose, speaking in a sarcastic, yin‑yang tone, urging her to find another Level 8 Worker as a backer like Yi Zhonghai, otherwise they would kick her out of the workshop, bluntly saying their workshop could not tolerate this great Buddha, Qin Huairu.

The workshop director and the section chief acted as if they were blind with their eyes open; they not only failed to stop the harassment, but also said that if Qin Huairu continued to drag down the workshop or section, she should apply to work in another workshop.

She could go anywhere.

Except the Ninth Workshop.

Qin Huairu knew her skills were lacking; transferring to any workshop would make her a miraculous burden, and besides, no one wanted her.

Before you arrived, the workshop might not have been first, but it certainly wasn't last; after you came, the workshop's overall ranking fell to dead last.

She was utterly a negative figure.

Because Qin Huairu held sway in the Ninth Workshop, it had occupied the bottom spot for two and a half years straight; the workers there had not received any ranking bonuses for over two years, and their year‑end benefits were even cut.

Naturally, the workers felt great resentment toward the instigator, Qin Huairu.

When Yi Zhonghai was around, they gave face to his status as a Level 8 Technician, saying nothing to his face but cursing him in their hearts; once Yi Zhonghai was gone, the lid he had artificially kept on was blown off by the workers' anger.

Who would still give Qin Huairu face?

Today.

It's just an appetizer.

The good show is still to come.

Qin Huairu, who had suffered the harassment, was quite political; she neither said she would be transferred nor said she would leave; you tell me what to do, and I will do it honestly.

Deep down she still hoped to be transferred.

In the Ninth Workshop she did not want to stay another moment.

Outstanding individuals, or model workers, are welcomed wherever they go.

Qin Huairu is merely a foil for others.

Even if some people have lustful thoughts, they lack the courage to dare to offend heaven by transferring Qin Huairu to their own workshop.

So Qin Huairu wanted to change her job.

For her.

This truly is a super‑big problem.

Not transferring is not an option.

After thinking it over.

She still had to start with Shazhu.

In the Siheyuan, or among the people Qin Huairu knew, the only person working in management at Yagangchang was Shazhu, the cafeteria director.

It didn't matter what her relationship with Shazhu was.

She simply decided that Shazhu could help her.

Qin Huairu, dragging her weary body home from work, slammed her lunchbox onto the table and sat down on the stool with a grim face.

Although Jia Zhangshi didn't ask, she could see a hint from Qin Huairu's exhausted, listless demeanor.

She also knew that when Yi Zhonghai was around, Qin Huairu had often slacked off.

This is karmic retribution.

The large tea kettle filled with boiling water, pushed by Jia Zhangshi, was placed in front of Qin Huairu.

Thanks to Qin Huairu's vicious beating of Bangeng, Jia Zhangshi had been behaving honestly these days, keeping her tail between her legs; she not only went to the Jiēdào to look for work during the day, but also took on all the household chores—cooking, washing pots, and so on—assuming full responsibility for them.

"Rest a while, I'll go cook."

After saying that.

Jia Zhangshi stood in place for a moment.

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Qin Huairu said without blinking an eye.

"I want to eat meat, I want to eat white‑flour steamed buns; do you have any?"

As she uttered the three words "do you have," Qin Huairu sat up straight, stared fixedly at Jia Zhangshi with unblinking eyes.

Jia Zhangshi, who had cursed Qin Huairu a few times in her heart, nevertheless forced a smile onto her face.

"It's just meat and white‑flour steamed buns—what's the big deal? Once I finish my work and get my wages from the Jiēdào, I'll cut two taels of meat, buy a jin of white flour, and we'll make coarse‑grain white‑flour steamed buns."

The corner of Qin Huairu's eye.

She saw several half‑finished brooms placed in the corner.

She said nothing.

Continue to play dead.

In their heart, however, they were thinking about how to find connections to transfer work.

The molding workshop, casting workshop, polishing workshop, machining workshop and so on—Qin Huairu didn't want to go to any of those workshops, and nobody wanted her either.

The Security Section, however, was something she wanted to get into, but she had no connections and couldn't get in.

In places like the Finance Section, Statistics Section, Logistics Service Department, and Propaganda Section, Qin Huairu lacked the education.

Only one place would not reject Qin Huairu's transfer: the Cleaning Section. As long as Qin Huairu said she wanted to go there, she could be transferred.

Just thinking about that place, where she would have to deal with human waste every day, Qin Huairu's idea died; the Yagangchang always sent people who made mistakes there to be educated.

Qin Huairu herself believed she had not made any mistake.

Not going.

Those people inside the workshop, making things difficult for Qin Huairu, aren't they just trying to force her into the Cleaning Section?

She didn't want to let those people have their way.

Why should they be fine while I suffer?

After thinking it over,

After thinking it over, they went.

Inside the Yagangchang.

The work suitable for Qin Huairu was nothing other than the canteen under Shazhu's charge.

Eat well.

The work is still easy.

And one can also manipulate those people.

Qin Huairu knows the rule of shaking the ladle; if she goes to work in the canteen, she must do the job of serving meals to the workers, and anyone who offends Qin Huairu will get the ladle shaken at them, letting you bully me.

The premise is being transferred to the canteen.

Several months ago.

When Shazhu had just become the canteen head, Qin Huairu was preparing to use Shazhu's connections, but she didn't expect to be shut out by Shazhu, not even getting to see his face.

She looked at the busy Jia Zhangshi outside.

Qin Huairu walked to the water vat, ladled out a big scoop of cold water, and then made her face look as miserable as possible.

Only by letting Shazhu see her miserable scene could Qin Huairu's work transfer be facilitated.

"I will go find Shazhu."

She threw out a sentence.

She swayed her hips as she walked toward the Zhong Yuan.

They watched Qin Huairu's back.

Jia Zhangshi sighed helplessly, but didn't bother thinking about other places, since Shazhu had Yu Li, so he wouldn't be thinking of Qin Huairu.

She also knew what Qin Huairu was going to do.

Inside the Siheyuan.

Only Shazhu could help the Jia Family.