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Chapter 545 Good News! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

With the backing of the Gulou Police Station, and with the help of Wu Aiguo's family and their neighbors from the tenement who came to testify, they quickly escaped from the police station.

However, neither her biological father, Wu Zhi, nor her younger sister, Wu Aihong, were in a good mood.

Clearly, their experience at the police station was a significant blow to them.

The neighboring aunties who came to testify were all talking excitedly, and they were amazed by Wu Aiguo's ability to refute people.

The sound was so loud that Wu Aiguo couldn't pretend he couldn't hear it.

"Ladies, please be more careful when you go out in the future!"

He interrupted their chatter, gently reminding them, "If you encounter any trouble, be sure to speak up immediately!"

"Don't worry about my patriotism, this is the capital!"

"Exactly, there's no need to be afraid of a bunch of thugs!"

"If they dare to come again, they'll be dealt with by the Iron Cudgel!"

"..."

Indeed, times have changed, and the confidence of workers' families has also changed.

And so, chatting and laughing, they went home.

After instructing his younger sister to keep an eye on their father, Wu Aiguo called his two younger brothers back, telling them about what had happened and asking them to help with some tasks.

There was still some mixed flour at home, and I also took care of the sauerkraut and some dried mushrooms.

Wu Aiguo personally took charge and steamed nearly a hundred large steamed buns filled with sauerkraut.

He wanted to make minced meat, but unfortunately he didn't have the ingredients.

Even so, with his skill and the fact that he doesn't skimp on oil and salt when preparing sauerkraut and dried vegetables, the whole courtyard still smells delicious when he steams buns.

As usual, almost all the children in the yard were drooling with envy.

Even adults couldn't help but swallow hard!

Fortunately, they all knew that something had happened to the Wu family today, so no one came over to peek at their misfortune. They probably cursed them in their hearts.

When it was time to eat, he delivered eight large steamed buns to each of the neighbors who had testified earlier that day.

As for those who did not take the initiative to sign the certificate, or whose families did not participate, each family was also given three large steamed buns.

It's impossible for him to distribute it equally!
Even so, the sounds of gratitude were endless, and the entire courtyard became lively.

The cheers of children and the laughter of adults mingled together, creating a very ordinary and vibrant atmosphere.

"Uncle Li, my dad got a little upset today!"

When the steaming hot vegetable buns were delivered to Aunt Li's house, they happened to see Uncle Li returning from the steel rolling mill.

Wu Aiguo didn't stand on ceremony and made his request directly: "Uncle Li, come to my house for a drink later, and we can chat about things at the factory to distract my dad!"

"No problem, no problem. If Lao Wu has encountered something like this, I'll definitely help!"

They were all from the same workshop in the steel rolling mill. Uncle Li was also a level 5 fitter and had a very good relationship with his father, Wu Zhi.

Sure enough, Uncle Li came over when it was time to eat.

I also brought some pickled chili peppers and pickled radishes from home, which are quite good snacks to go with drinks.

When his father saw Uncle Li, he indeed looked much more radiant.

Especially when it came to the steel rolling mill, even his own father couldn't help but chime in.

Indeed, as a large factory with tens of thousands of employees, Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill experiences countless strange and unusual events every day.

Just pick a few things to chat about, and you can talk about them for ages.

The vegetable buns tasted quite good; at least Uncle Li praised them repeatedly. After devouring four large buns in one go, he finally slowed down.

"Old Wu, you don't know, the factory sent out a very interesting notice when we got off work!"

After downing a small glass of wine, Uncle Li's face was flushed, and he pretended to be mysterious.

"Oh, does the factory provide you with housing?" By this time, his father had recovered quite a bit and asked jokingly.

"If such a good thing were to happen, that would be wonderful!"

Uncle Li waved his hand and said mysteriously, "At the request of the neighborhood committee, the factory plans to provide some of its old and outdated machinery and equipment to help the neighborhood set up a repair shop!"

"The neighborhood committee wants our factory to send a technician, preferably a level 5 or even level 6 worker, to oversee things, and they'll give him a quasi-cadre position!"

Who would go?

The father rolled his eyes and said irritably, "A factory run by the neighborhood committee, huh..."

"By the way, why is the factory being so cooperative this time?"

"Hey, it's because we're being pressured by the local authorities. There are quite a few school-aged kids who want to work in factories, putting a lot of pressure on the authorities, but the factories aren't willing to accept them all."

"It's said that this matter has even reached the higher authorities, and in the end, the factory had no choice but to help the neighborhood committee set up the factory and let the neighborhood committee handle the matter themselves!"

"Can the factories run by the neighborhood committee survive?"

The father hit the nail on the head: "We can't just start another match factory, can we?"

"Didn't I say it was a repair shop?"

Uncle Li chuckled and said, "We specialize in repairing damaged bicycles, as well as all sorts of vehicles. What a catchy name!"

"I'm afraid that once such a factory is built, the streets will be in an uproar. It's not like there aren't any bicycle repair shops!"

Two experienced steel mill workers, fueled by alcohol, launched into a tirade against the repair shop on the street that hadn't even opened yet.

Wu Aiguo listened with great interest, and then slapped each of his two younger brothers, who had already been showing off six large steamed buns, and kicked them off the table.

Seeing that his younger sister had also shown off five big steamed buns and looked like she still wanted more, he didn't hesitate to send her away.

He's got no fat in his stomach, yet he can eat like a madman!

If this were in a future era, people in this age would definitely be standard mukbang stars, the kind that are absolutely popular.

After seeing off Uncle Li, who was reeking of alcohol and staggering as he walked, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

He didn't pay much attention to the two empty wine bottles on the table.

"Brother, we've finished all the mixed noodles at home!"

Just then, the young woman who was clearing away the dishes suddenly spoke up to remind them.

"Don't worry, I'll go to the pigeon market and buy some tomorrow!"

Wu Aiguo waved his hand and said, "By the way, are people outside talking about our family?"

"Yes, that was a very harsh way to put it!"

Upon hearing this, the brothers Wu Aidang and Wu Aijun immediately began to complain.

It's no wonder the two brothers didn't go out to play tonight; it turns out the public opinion environment outside is not good.

"Dad, will you be affected when you're working at the factory?"

Wu Aiguo looked at Wu Zhi, who seemed to have recovered quite a bit of energy, and asked directly.

"It's just a few words, it won't cost you much!"

Despite this, Wu Zhi's expression was quite hesitant, clearly indicating that he was not yet ready for such a thing.

"Then why don't you, Dad, apply to work at the repair shop run by the neighborhood committee?"

Wu Aiguo suddenly suggested, with a nonchalant expression: "Leaving a familiar environment and still being able to get a quasi-cadre position is pretty good!"

"What kind of terrible idea is this?"

Wu Zhi almost laughed in anger, and said unhappily, "Do you know how serious the consequences will be if the factories run by the neighborhood committee are not managed well?"

"Dad, do you lack confidence in your skills?"

(End of this chapter)