Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

"I have successfully completed my mission."

In the wind and snow, the four characters "Zhao Shanhe" were not prominent.

But to Liang Tiejun and Zhang Dafa, it sounded like four muffled thunderclaps, striking their hearts which had been tormented for half a day.

The two stood frozen in place.

It's not that I don't want to move.

Instead, they dared not move.

Liang Tiejun stared intently at Zhao Shanhe's face, which was blue from the wind and snow. His lips trembled for a long time before he finally asked in a trembling voice, as if afraid of startling something, "Director Zhao... has he been found?"

Zhang Dafa's breathing became erratic. His bloodshot eyes were first fixed on Zhao Shanhe's face, then slowly moved towards the heavy truck covered with a thick military green tarpaulin. His Adam's apple bobbed twice, but he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

"Erga Zi, Da Zhuang," Zhao Shanhe said.

"Dismantle the car."

As soon as he said that, Erga and Dazhuang jumped off the back of the car.

"Why!"

The two responded crisply and loudly, as if they had been holding their breath for a long time, and rushed to the side of the car to start untying the rope.

Da Zhuang, with his strong and heavy hands, grabbed the frozen hemp rope and yanked hard, but the rope didn't budge.

"Damn it, I'm freezing!"

Without saying a word, Ergazi pulled out a knife from his waist, jumped onto the side of the cart, and slashed down fiercely.

"Sizzle—"

The thick military green canvas was suddenly ripped open with a large tear.

The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, forcefully lifted it to both sides!

Whoosh.

The wind and snow on the vehicle were whipped up into a chaotic frenzy.

What is revealed is still not the machine itself.

Instead, it was a layer of dark, oily, waterproof tarpaulin that was wrapped tightly around the body.

The workers watching from all around suddenly held their breath.

They don't understand German machine tools.

But they've been hanging in the air all day because of this fire, this car chase, this upheaval.

First, the warehouse caught fire.

Then the security guards rushed out like madmen.

Then, both Director Liang and Deputy Director Zhang disappeared.

The atmosphere in the entire factory has been as tense as a steel wire about to snap, from daytime until now.

Now, Zhao Shanhe, the newly arrived factory director, actually drove this heavy truck back to the main factory in the heavy snow.

Liang Tiejun and Zhang Dafa stood in front of the car, looking as tense as two strings about to snap.

Anyone who isn't blind knows that what's on that vehicle could be deadly.

With red eyes, Ergazi rushed up and grabbed the oilcloth tightly.

"Open it for me!"

Dazhuang also rushed over to help, and the two strong men worked together to lift him up!

next second.

A corner of the cold, heavy steel fuselage was suddenly revealed.

Following that are the gleaming silver metal nameplate, a layer of evenly shiny anti-rust grease, and the guide rails and tool holder firmly secured by the wooden frame.

Liang Tiejun's eyes widened immediately.

Zhang Dafa felt as if he had been punched in the chest, and he suddenly took half a step forward.

"Let's lift it again!"

His voice cracked.

Erga and Dazhuang, with a fierce determination, ripped the remaining layer of oilcloth backward.

In a flash.

The entire machine was now completely exposed.

That cold, heavy, precise, and valuable aura, so strong it sent shivers down one's spine, crashed into everyone's eyes like a silent steel behemoth.

Liang Tiejun's lips trembled.

The next second, the old man, who had just been crying like a child in the snow at the southern suburbs branch factory, suddenly had tears welling up in his eyes.

He staggered forward two steps, reaching out to touch it, but as if afraid of breaking something, his hand hovered in mid-air before finally gently landing on the cold fuselage.

"I'm back..."

"They're really back..."

His throat felt like it was blocked with scalding hot iron filings; he churned and churned, but only these few words remained.

Zhang Dafa is even more ruthless.

He slammed his hand on the side of the car, tears welling up instantly, his smile more painful than his tears.

"Hold!"

"They fucking pulled it back!"

The workers who had gathered in the square were completely dumbfounded.

The crowd fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately afterwards, an uncontrollable buzzing sound spread like boiling water.

"It's been found?"

"Is it really that batch of machines?"

"Oh my god...did Factory Director Zhao really manage to get it back?"

"No wonder Director Liang is like this..."

"If this really disappears, won't the factory collapse?"

Only at this moment did many people belatedly realize:

Today has been a day of suspense for the entire factory, driving Director Liang and Deputy Director Zhang to distraction and causing the entire security team to be dispatched to chase after their vehicle.

So this is the vehicle in front of us.

It was Zhao Shanhe who brought it back.

The newly appointed factory director of Hongxing Factory.

Zhao Shanhe stood in front of the car, letting Liang Tiejun and Zhang Dafa look at it, touch it, lose their composure, and let out the breath they were suffocating.

The buzzing in the square grew louder and louder, until more and more workers gathered around to watch, until everyone's eyes were fixed on the machine.

He then raised his hand and gently knocked on the iron door of the driver's cab.

"The goods have been checked."

"Bring the person down."

Upon hearing this, Liang Tiejun was taken aback.

Zhang Dafa also turned his head sharply, his eyes still filled with lingering joy and tears, and for a moment he didn't react.

What do you mean by "bring people down"?

Before anyone could even react...

Dazhuang strode over to the driver's side and yanked open the car door.

The howling wind, carrying snowflakes, suddenly rushed into the driver's cab.

next second.

A figure wearing a wrinkled woolen coat, with disheveled hair and a deathly pale face was roughly pulled out of the room by Da Zhuang.

The moment the man's legs touched the ground, his knees buckled.

"thump!"

He crashed solidly into the snow, half his face buried in the snow, looking as pathetic as a stray dog ​​with broken bones.

The entire square fell into a deathly silence for a moment.

Immediately afterwards, the workers and staff gathered outside seemed to finally recognize the face, and a sudden burst of uncontrollable exclamations erupted from the crowd.

"Deputy Factory Director Li?"

"It really is Deputy Factory Director Li!"

"How did he end up in the car?"

"What...what's going on?"

"No, didn't he go out in the car this morning?"

The crowd immediately became chaotic.

Some people instinctively pushed forward, wanting to see more clearly; others stared wide-eyed, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Some people were quick-witted and had already pieced together the events of the daytime fire, the security department chasing the car, and the two factory leaders running around the factory like madmen.

The more I tried, the colder I felt inside.

Because this matter is clearly not as simple as "something went wrong".

Zhang Dafa stood frozen in place for two or three breaths.

Immediately afterwards, his face, which had been frozen blue, suddenly turned a deep liver color, his eyes widened to their maximum size, and the veins on his neck bulged out.

"Damn it..."

"You old bastard!"

He lunged forward, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, as if he wanted to smash Li Defu's face into the ground right there and then.

Liang Tiejun, however, did not move.

No, to be precise, he was frozen in place as if he had been nailed there by something.

He stared intently at the face in the snow, a face so familiar yet now so strange it sent chills down his spine. His lips trembled for a long time before he finally stepped forward.

He walked very slowly.

But every step I took on the snow felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

When Liang Tiejun walked up to Li Defu, he lowered his head, his voice hoarse as if it had been heavily ground by a grinding wheel.

"Li Defu..."

"Is it really you?"

Li Defu, standing in the snow, visibly shuddered.

He looked up, his lips were already purple from the cold, and his eyes were so chaotic that it looked like he had just crawled back from the brink of death.

The former dignity, shrewdness, and airs of the deputy director of logistics have now been completely shattered.

"I'm so sorry... Lao Zhang... Lao Liang, I'm so sorry!"

"Fuck your mother!"

Zhang Dafa was completely enraged.

With red eyes, he lunged forward, raising his fist to smash down hard.

The two security officers next to him were so frightened they almost jumped out of their skin and quickly grabbed him tightly from either side.

"Section Chief Zhang! Don't fight!"

"Get the facts straight first!"

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Zhang Dafa struggled desperately, tears and snot streaming down his face. "I'll kill this traitorous bastard today! He dares to steal the livelihoods of thousands of people!"

Liang Tiejun stepped forward with red eyes, his chest heaving violently, and his voice hoarse as if it had been ground down by a grinding wheel.

"Old Li..."

"You've been working at the factory for more than just a day or two."

"Don't you know what this batch of machines means to our Hongxing Factory?"

He stretched out his hand, pointing to the German machine tool that had just been revealed on the vehicle, his fingers trembling violently.

"This isn't just a few pieces of iron."

"This is the most important opportunity our factory has ever had!"

"How many meetings have we held during this time? How many connections have we made? Lao Zhang and I have been so worried we can't sleep at night. What's it all for?"

As Liang Tiejun spoke, his eyes grew increasingly red, and his voice trembled uncontrollably.

"Don't you know how long it's been since the factory paid wages in full?"

"Don't you know how many workers in the factory are struggling to make ends meet at home?"

"Last month I went down to check, and several of the older workers couldn't even afford a little meat for lunch. They just had some vegetable soup in their enamel mugs and forced themselves to eat it with two cornbread buns!"

"Why are we keeping such a close eye on these machines?"

"It's because this is Hongxing Factory's chance to turn things around!"

"This is an opportunity to reopen the factory!"

"It's a chance for workers to receive their full wages and for their wives and children to finally catch their breath!"

Liang Tiejun stared intently at Li Defu in the snow, his voice trembling and growing deeper with each breath.

"You know all of this."

"You know everything."

"How could you do something so utterly destructive?!"

"Li Defu..."

"you tell me."

"Why the hell did you do that?!"