Reborn in 1985, starting from a machine factory

Tuesday!

Chen Rui and Da Xue arrived at the office at almost the same time.

Da Xue remained silent, and Chen Rui also wore a gloomy expression.

She works in finance, and no one knows the value of these antennas better than her.

Each unit costs more than ten yuan, and with more than a thousand units, that's more than ten thousand yuan!

Moreover, we cannot simply calculate the materials.

Sun Kang and his team gave a presentation at People's Park, which required two rounds of rework, all of which cost money.

Not to mention Zhou Rui and Lao Liu, who resigned at this critical juncture.

This is just adding insult to injury!

Chen Rui has been at the factory for so long that she can understand reports and calculate all kinds of data.

However, when it comes to making antennas, she knows absolutely nothing.

There were signs of Zhou Rui's affair long ago, but it has only come to this point now.

She suddenly realized that even if she wanted to keep him, she had no suitable excuse.

shook his head.

Chen Rui picked up the documents on the side and sat back down in her chair.

The early spring sun wasn't harsh at all, but she still felt inexplicably hot.

Da Xue rotated her wrist; the report in front of her was completely different from the one in Chen Rui's hand.

When she first started her stall, she seriously considered one thing.

What kind of people will come back to buy more?

She observed this at the meat stall for three months; those who like to take advantage are the most likely to come back.

On the contrary, those who are carefree and seemingly indifferent, but actually lacking in some qualities, once they leave, will never come back.

This is based on my experience as a street vendor!

I wonder if it's useful in the factory!

The snowflakes drew a circle on the paper.

Suddenly, the office door opened, and Da Xue and Chen Rui looked up at the same time.

Upon seeing who it was, Chen Rui blinked.

Zhao Degui!

He was wearing a Zhongshan suit, his shoulders were slumped, his hair was messy and twisted together, and he had no energy in his eyes.

Chen Rui stood up: "Brother Zhao, what brings you here?"

Zhao Degui glanced at Chen Rui. He knew Chen Rui, but had only met her a few times.

"Where is Chen Mo?" Zhao Degui asked.

"He went out of town. What happened?" Chen Rui took the tea that Da Xue had poured and handed it to Zhao Degui.

"I'm here to ask for my money!"

"I used my life savings to support Chen Mo's business, and now that he's made money, he doesn't share any with me? Is there any justice in this world?"

Chen Rui frowned.

"My wife is gone, and my children are living elsewhere. If I don't get this money, how am I supposed to live?"

"Give me the money!" Zhao Degui spread his hands.

"Brother Zhao, are you saying you want to withdraw your investment?" Chen Rui asked.

"No!"

"It's not a withdrawal of shares!"

"I want my share of the profits, 25%, Chen Mo promised me!" Zhao Degui was so excited he almost jumped up.

Chen Rui looked at Da Xue, and the two exchanged glances before Da Xue went out of the house.

"Slow down, Uncle Zhao, what do you want?"

"I want money! I want money!"

"Why can't I understand?"

Give me my money!

Chen Rui said with a smile, "Brother Zhao, look, you put up two thousand back then, saying there would be a share of the profits."

"But didn't you return the money when someone got sick?"

"Really? It seems so!" Zhao Degui pondered for a moment:

"No, I remember Chen Mo promised to give me money and even take care of me in my old age!"

"I don't care, just give me the money!"

"I have an agreement!"

Chen Rui's smile remained unchanged, but she sighed silently in her heart.

This Zhao Degui is clearly not right.

He Yumei's passing seems to have been a great blow to this person.

"Brother Zhao, the factory is short of money lately. Why don't you go back first and come find Chen Mo when he returns?"

Seeing Da Xue appear at the door with several employees, Chen Rui quietly gained confidence.

Zhao Degui shook his head, staring at Chen Rui.

The person in front of him was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Da Xue called out, "Gentlemen, lend a hand and help Grandpa Zhao out!"

Several employees glanced at Zhao Degui a few times, then showed no mercy, firmly gripping Zhao Degui's arms.

"open!"

"Give me the money!"

"Chen Mo, give me the money!"

The heavy snow led the group out of the office.

"I get a 20% bonus!"

"I have an agreement!"

Zhao Degui kept talking.

We just arrived at the factory gate.

Suddenly, the gatekeeper came out of the gatehouse and shook his head at the approaching snow.

Da Xue frowned. She had just opened the door a crack when the people outside rushed in.

Everyone was holding an antenna!

There are distributors, but most are ordinary people.

"You heartless factory, is this your product?"

"I spent a month's salary on this?"

"Get out here!"

"They won't give us a refund or an exchange, saying we deserve it!"

Shouts and noises.

Someone gave Daxue a hard push, and Daxue stumbled a few steps, almost falling.

She woke up with a start, gritted her teeth, and went to pull the door shut.

Several employees around her were also bewildered, but two of them reacted and helped Da Xue.

However, there were significantly more people at the gate, and almost instantly, the factory gate was fully opened.

Dozens of people flooded into the factory.

Da Xue pulled over a nearby employee: "Go, lock the workshop door!"

But their voices were instantly drowned out by the crowd, and they were swept up in it as well.

Daxue struggled through the crowd as she ran towards Chen Rui's office.

The unusual noise had already caught Chen Rui's attention; she was still holding a pen when she left the office!

Seeing the mess, she involuntarily dropped the pen in her hand to the ground.

Without the slightest hesitation, Da Xue grabbed Chen Rui and said, "Auntie, let's go!"

"No, Daxue, let me explain to them!" Chen Rui said.

"Auntie, she's gone mad; she won't listen to explanations!"

The heavy snow didn't let up, dragging Chen Rui towards the back door.

What will happen to the workers?

"Run! Run!"

The heavy snow kept falling.

I could faintly hear voices behind me, and the sound of bricks and tiles flying past my head.

As soon as I stepped out the back door, the heavy snow immediately locked it shut, and I could faintly hear the sound of bricks hitting the iron gate.

Chen Rui was trembling all over.

Those people just now looked like they were about to kill someone.

"Heavy snow, what do you think is going on?" Chen Rui asked.

Da Xue took steady breathing and then straightened her clothes.

"Auntie, someone is playing tricks on us, using the product defect to cause trouble."

"I reckon the unrest started near People's Park. They began publicizing it this morning, and the timing just happens!"

Da Xue tightened her coat and carefully buttoned it up.

"Didn't you say you'd fix the broken ones? What's all the fuss about?" Chen Rui rubbed her wrist.

"Auntie, sometimes a group of people are more indecisive than one person. As long as someone whispers a few words in their ear, they won't listen to anything else."

"I saw it at the market, two groups of people fighting fiercely over five cents!" Da Xue concealed her seashell bracelet deep in her sleeve.

She then walked forward along the wall.

"Heavy snow, what do we do now?"

"Let's go find Sun Dapao. He should be coming too. With his help, we can explain things to them!"

"Otherwise, these people will smash up the factory and injure the workers."

"Chen Mo has completely ruined what he just started! He might even be in debt!"

Da Xue's eyes were full of determination.

"Auntie, stay away from me. If something's wrong, leave right now!"

"Don't worry about me, I'm used to the market, I know how to navigate it!"

After giving a few instructions, Da Xue walked in circles toward the factory's main gate.

Chen Rui's mind was in turmoil; she wanted to speak, but didn't know how.

He was chased and beaten out, and now he has to actively seek out these same people.

Her palms were sweaty, and she didn't even have the strength to speak: "Daxue, wait for me!"