Siheyuan: After becoming a traitor, first let the Huai Ru River overflow its banks.

Xu Damao quickly expressed his determination.

"Director Li, you have no idea, Li Jianjun forced me to clean toilets, that's not a job for a human being."

"I wish I could skin him alive. If it weren't for him, how could Lou Xiao'e and I have gotten divorced?"

Speaking of these things, Xu Damao felt a deep urge to vent his hatred for Li Jianjun, and that was indeed true.

From Xu Damao's account, Director Li also understood Xu Damao's determination to get closer to him.

That's exactly the kind of person he needs right now.

"Da Mao, since you've been speaking frankly, I won't hold back either."

“Li Jianjun is a very unreasonable person. I’ve heard about what he did to you, and I can’t stand it.”

Both of them were sincere, so they hit it off immediately.

"Da Mao, since that's the case, then you should keep a close eye on Li Jianjun. Especially keep an eye on him and Liu Lan from the second canteen, and see if there's anything going on between them."

"Once you've got something on him, report it to me immediately. I'm going to teach him a lesson then."

Director Li's words immediately invigorated Xu Damao. With Director Li as his backer, he felt much more confident in fighting against Li Jianjun.

Director Li has been a friend of Factory Director Zhang for many years. If he wanted to kill Li Jianjun, it would be a piece of cake.

"Okay, with Director Li's words, I feel much more at ease. I'll go all out and get to work."

Xu Damao and Director Li thus became acquainted.

After leaving Director Li's office, he went straight to Liu Haizhong's workshop in Workshop 3 and couldn't wait to tell him the good news.

"Second Uncle, we're not fighting alone anymore. With Director Li joining us, we're sure to win this time."

Liu Haizhong was also excitedly rubbing his hands together.

Chapter 284 Hugging Sun Hongmei, Giving Her a Sense of Security

Li Jianjun was so busy sorting out his thoughts on the "Four Cleanups" work that he didn't even have time to collect his company's welfare and salary payments.

Today he sat in his office, studying the spirit of the documents from his superiors.

As a result, Ma Sijiu rushed over in a panic.

"Deputy Factory Director Li, please go to the main gate right away. Your aunt is coming over."

At first, Li Jianjun was still in a daze, but when he heard the word "aunt," he quickly ran towards the gatehouse.

He knew his aunt's way of doing things all too well; she wouldn't come to the factory to find him unless it was something serious.

The last time all four of my aunts appeared at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill was to ask him for a favor.

Upon arriving at the gate, they saw Sun Hongmei, her face filled with anxiety, crying her eyes out.

What's wrong with Auntie?

Li Jianjun instinctively felt that something serious must have happened in his aunt's family, and kept asking Sun Hongmei.

Sun Hongmei sat on a stool in the guard room and cried for quite some time; her eyes were swollen from crying.

"Nephew, your uncle... he's had an accident."

Sun Hongmei was crying so hard she could hardly breathe. From her broken words, Li Jianjun learned the whole story.

It turns out that her uncle, Xing Guozhu, went fishing alone at Shichahai, a kilometer away from Nantongluo Lane, so that the children could have some meat.

As a result, he accidentally fell into the river, but was later pulled out and was still alive.

Sun Hongmei is currently receiving treatment in the hospital, but the enormous medical expenses have put her in a difficult position. In desperation, she went to Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill and asked Li Jianjun for help.

What else is there to say?

My aunt's husband is critically ill, and my aunt is in a difficult situation. Li Jianjun feels it is his duty to help her.

He was raised by his aunt, and it was time for him to repay her kindness.

"Auntie, what's the point of thinking about this? We'll just have to pay for the treatment. You wait here, I'm going to collect my salary right now."

Li Jianjun remembers that he had more than 100 yuan in his hand. That was the 120 yuan he got from selling the radio. He had also spent some money on food in the past few days, so he now had 115 yuan.

He still had a month's salary to collect; he was a newly promoted deputy factory director and his salary hadn't increased yet.

His salary remained the same as before; in the 60s, the head of the security department earned 110.5 yuan.

The two items together amount to 225 yuan, which will be enough to tide us over for now.

In the 60s, a three-day hospital stay for tonsillitis treatment only cost a little over two dollars.

For some people, orthodontic treatment costs around 7 yuan.

For example, the cost of an appendectomy is 30 yuan, and the miscellaneous hospitalization fees after the surgery only add up to 10 yuan, so the total cost is only 40 yuan.

The cost of the gastrectomy surgery is 25 yuan, and the postoperative treatment is 20 yuan, so the total cost is only 40 yuan.

Therefore, the 225 yuan that Li Jianjun currently has should be enough to provide emergency treatment for his uncle.

Without saying a word, Li Jianjun ran straight to the accounting office. Looking at the long queue in front of the door, he was really annoyed.

So he went directly to Director Zhang and explained the situation to him.

"Director Zhang, my uncle is in the hospital undergoing emergency treatment and needs money. Could you please give me a receipt so I can collect my wages first?"

Factory Director Zhang dared not neglect such a matter of life and death, especially since he currently valued Li Jianjun highly.

"Forget about writing a note, I'll take you to collect your salary right now."

"If that's not enough, have the accountant give you another 100 yuan from the account."

Factory Director Zhang pulled Li Jianjun to the finance office and gave him orders directly.

Unlike later times, this era was not as convenient as it is now, with things like telephones.

Fearing that his subordinates might not perform their duties effectively, Director Zhang personally went to supervise the process.

The accountant was quite shrewd; he quickly counted out Li Jianjun's salary and handed it to him.

She then took out a stack of 100-yuan bills from the drawer, looked at Director Zhang, and then took out a piece of paper.

"Deputy Factory Director Li, why don't you write an IOU?"

Factory Director Zhang waved his hand.

"Someone's about to die over there, so there's no need to write an IOU. If Li Jianjun can't pay it back, I will."

Factory Director Zhang is really capable.

Li Jianjun took the money, rode his bicycle with his aunt, and headed to the hospital.

Upon arriving at the hospital, Li Jianjun, guided by his aunt, went directly to the Sijiucheng Central Hospital. Through the emergency room, he saw his uncle being urgently treated by the doctors.

Have the patient's family members arrived?

"You must be the patient's family members. Hurry up and pay the bill."

Li Jianjun quickly went to the window to pay the fee.

After a day of emergency treatment, my uncle's life was saved, but the doctor said that even so, he might become a vegetable in the future.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, in the doctor's office, my aunt almost fainted after hearing the news.

"Oh my God, the head of the household has fallen ill. How am I, an old man and a child, supposed to live now?"

Sun Hongmei's father-in-law and mother-in-law are still alive, and her older sister-in-law has married and moved away, so she can't be relied on.

My husband used to have a job, and he earned more than 30 yuan a month.

Now that he's in a vegetative state, not only can he not earn money, but he also needs a lot of money to keep his life going.

Upon hearing this, Sun Hongmei fainted.

Upon seeing this, Li Jianjun quickly grabbed Sun Hongmei and rushed her to get the doctor to treat her.

Fortunately, Sun Hongmei was just suffering from anxiety and eventually woke up slowly in the evening.

Li Jianjun stayed by her bedside, while her uncle was in the intensive care unit.

When Sun Hongmei regained consciousness, she felt she couldn't go on living like this and was on the verge of a breakdown.

"Jianjun, why are you still trying to save me? Just let me die. I can't live like this anymore."

Li Jianjun advised her.

"Auntie, what will happen to the two children if you fall ill?"

The thought of this made Sun Hongmei very distressed. She ripped off the IV drip bottle and wanted to die.

In desperation, Li Jianjun then held her in his arms and gently comforted her.

“Auntie, you raised me from a young age, and you know far more about life than I do. You can’t be so pessimistic.”

Sun Hongmei nestled in Li Jianjun's arms, listening to his pounding heartbeat, and suddenly felt that Li Jianjun had grown up.

This chest gave her an unparalleled sense of security and also gave Sun Hongmei the strength to continue living.

She even felt that Li Jianjun was her last lifeline.

As his aunt gradually calmed down in his arms, Li Jianjun's heart, which had been in his throat, slowly returned to normal.

"Don't worry, Auntie, I'm here."

"Don't worry about money, my money is your money."

Li Jianjun's warm words flowed through Sun Hongmei's heart like a gentle stream.

As the saying goes, there are many who kick someone when they're down, but few who offer help when someone is in trouble.

Li Jianjun's actions filled Sun Hongmei with gratitude.

"Building an army..."

Sun Hongmei looked up and hugged Li Jianjun tightly...

Even she herself couldn't explain it; she had developed inexplicable feelings for Li Jianjun...

Furthermore, Li Jianjun's inherent charm further enhanced Sun Hongmei's...