Chapter 848

The old matriarch of the Guo family was frightened by Secretary Han's tone.

"No, didn't you say the day before yesterday..."

"What did I say? How could I have the ability to arrange formal jobs for you?"

"..."

The old matriarch of the Guo family was completely bewildered. How could such a high-ranking cadre go back on his word?

One can only say that the old lady has lived long enough and has enough experience, but her standing is too low.

Secretary Han was a colleague of Guo Huai before he passed away, and perhaps even a good friend, so he gave you an idea to take a shot at it, but how could you sell him out?

However, Lu Lu Zhizhang took the receiver back.

"Hello, Secretary Han, do you know these two children? It's hard to arrange formal jobs; the children of the unit's leaders are all in line, but I can think of a way for temporary positions, with a monthly salary of fifty or sixty yuan..."

"Okay, okay, okay, sorry! Seven or eight people suddenly showed up today, and their mourning attire really caught us off guard..."

After Lu Lu Zhizhang hung up the phone, he said to the old matriarch of the Guo family: "In consideration of the fact that you know Secretary Han, we will arrange a job for that Guo Guo Jiazhuang, who is sixteen by lunar age. The work isn't too tiring, and it pays fifty or sixty yuan a month."

"If you're willing, stay; if not, you can go back and beg Secretary Han again, and let him think of another way for you."

When the old lady mentioned Secretary Han's name, she actually put Lu Lu Zhizhang on the spot. If he just chased them away, Secretary Han might think his name didn't carry weight, resenting Lu Lu Zhizhang for being too ruthless and leaving a grudge in his heart.

But now that Secretary Han also detests the old matriarch of the Guo family, a temporary job paying fifty or sixty yuan is just right—neither too light nor too heavy.

"..."

After hearing Lu Lu Zhizhang's words, how could the old matriarch of the Guo family dare to go back and find Secretary Han? He had a friendship with her son while he was alive, but now that he's dead and the tea is cold, why would he still give you face?

But a temporary job was, after all, far from her expectations.

"Can that child be assigned a new apartment? I heard that orphans can be assigned new apartments, how about..."

"Who told you that orphans can be assigned new apartments? I'll call and ask him."

"No, no, no, a temporary job is fine! After working for two years, he can become a regular employee."

The old matriarch of the Guo family quickly shut her mouth, not daring to cause any more trouble.

Although it was a temporary job, there was one less mouth to feed at home, and it earned fifty or sixty yuan a month. When you calculate it all, life could go on.

After the Guo family members left, Lu Lu Zhizhang frowned and said to Li Ye: "It seems Guo Huai's cause of death is being kept very tight; otherwise, Secretary Han wouldn't have dared to touch this muddy water even if he were beaten to death."

Li Ye nodded and said: "The deficit in that sum of money has been filled, which is why it can be covered up. But since they want to put on a show, they should do it thoroughly! What is this now? Pushing the trouble onto us?"

Lu Lu Zhizhang laughed: "Didn't you hear that old lady say her son died in an unclear way? They want to get rid of these people quickly and make a clean break. I suspect Secretary Han was also being used as a pawn by others without even knowing it."

"..."

Li Ye was startled. He pondered for a while before he understood.

Guo Huai, who was in the prime of his life, died suddenly. His mother must have been making a scene constantly. Every time she made a scene, Guo Huai's faction would get annoyed.

If it eventually blew up and led to joint liability, no one would have an easy time.

So they simply pushed it to Branch Factory No. 1, letting Li Ye and Lu Lu Zhizhang, the two people in the know, figure it out.

"Hiss, Old Lu, were we two also being played?"

"Hmm, small fry like us really only have the fate of being played. But we cooperated very well today; otherwise, it really wouldn't have been easy to send them away."

"You're right. I played the villain so well that I even admire myself."

"..."

Although Guo Guo Jiazhuang was only arranged as a temporary worker and didn't get an "iron rice bowl" like his father, he was very content as a junior high graduate.

The benefits at Branch Factory No. 1 were really good. Although he started working just before the New Year, when the New Year goods were distributed, the items he received as a temporary worker were not a bit less than those of the regular employees.

"I say, Little Guo, you're happy to be earning your own money for the first time, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm very happy! Chicken, fish, meat, and eggs are all there; I don't even need to buy anything for the New Year..."

"That's right, the welfare benefits of our Branch Factory No. 1 are top-notch in all of Beijing. You're lucky to be working here at such a young age..."

"Hehehehe~"

Guo Guo Jiazhuang just giggled. In fact, he still felt aggrieved in his heart. After all, his father's rank used to be very high, and he belonged to the children of cadres.

But now, he was just a glorious member of the working class, and a temporary one at that.

It's just that while Guo Guo Jiazhuang felt aggrieved, the employees of the main factory were even more aggrieved, and even angry.

"What's going on with this year's New Year goods? These hairtails are like grandchildren, right? So narrow? So small?"

"It's not bad that there are hairtails for you to share; temporary workers get nothing. I heard that even wages might only be paid half..."

"I'm not a temporary worker, why should I compare myself to them? Didn't they say the output value hit a new high this year? Why are they so stingy?"

"Don't talk about stingy or not. We should be content if our wages and bonuses can be paid out. Several small factories on our street are having a hard time this year; wages were barely paid, and there isn't a cent of bonus."

"Damn, we are a large state-owned enterprise, can we be the same as small street factories? You're devaluing yourself..."

Although a group of workers were cursing in dissatisfaction, the class suppression cultivated over many years still made them choose to swallow their anger.

It's just that some clever ones started to actively move around. Branch Factory No. 1 is launching two new projects next year and will definitely need people. Everyone hopes to be transferred to Branch Factory No. 1 next year.

But the more you compromise with life, the more pressure life puts on you. On the eve of the Spring Festival, the workers of the main factory finally erupted.

The reason was that this year's year-end bonus was merged with the monthly bonus. Although the calculation formula published by the finance department was incomprehensible, everyone calculated it and found that they were paid dozens of yuan less.

Consequently, the workers of the main factory collectively went to the finance department to demand an explanation, and no matter how the grassroots leaders tried to persuade them, they couldn't stop them.

"It's all the good work of Branch Factory No. 1. A few days ago, they made trouble over housing, setting a bad example..."

"Don't talk about that now, hurry up and have Branch Factory No. 1 allocate 300,000 yuan over here..."

The people at the main factory were cursing Branch Factory No. 1 for setting a bad precedent while hoping for Branch Factory No. 1 to come to the rescue.

And after Li Ye and Lu Lu Zhizhang received the news, they were also furious.

Because the main factory had already overdrawn a portion of funds from Branch Factory No. 1 before the New Year under the pretext of worker Spring Festival welfare, but how did the money end up making the workers suffer after it reached their hands?

But just when Li Ye and Lu Lu Zhizhang were furious and prepared to not give a single cent, Ma Ma Zhaoxian notified Branch Factory No. 1 to distribute a portion of New Year welfare to the main factory workers on the spot.

It would be distributed to the main factory workers by the people of Branch Factory No. 1, one by one.

"Hiss, is this going to turn the world upside down?"