Siheyuan: I just like to stir up trouble

The workshop director asked with a smile.

"Since Jia Zhang is fine, Doctor Ma, please apply medicine to her. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first!"

Director Yang said something and left in a hurry. He had to go find Lin Fan to discuss something. Jia Zhang was too troublesome and he was a little scared.

"Lin Fan, the factory director wants to see you. He's outside the workshop!"

When Lin Fan was working, someone shouted, so Lin Fan stopped his work and walked out.

"Director Yang, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Lin Fan walked outside the workshop and found Director Yang looking thoughtful, so he asked.

"Lin Fan, this Jia Zhang is such a troublemaker. She has only been at the steel mill for a short time, but she has already caused so much trouble. This time, someone almost died. I want to send her back and call Qin Huairu back. What do you think?"

Director Yang spoke to Lin Fan in a negotiating tone.

"You are the factory director, why are you asking me this?"

Hearing this, Lin Fan looked at Director Yang with a strange expression.

"Have you forgotten that when we went to participate in the Youth Fitter Skills Competition, we discussed together that we would teach Jia Zhang a lesson? I am respecting you!"

Director Yang saw that Lin Fan had a strange expression on his face and couldn't help but remind him.

Oh, it seems that was the case. At that time, Jia Zhang had just joined the steel rolling mill.

"Then call Qin Huairu back. Jia Zhang is indeed a troublemaker. It was a coincidence that I saved her today, but I can't always save her by such a coincidence."

Lin Fan nodded. Jia Zhangshi couldn’t die yet. If she died, where would he find such a good fat sheep?

"Then remind Qin Huairu to come back to work tomorrow. I'll go notify HR to process the paperwork for her!"

After saying this, Director Yang left in a hurry.

Chapter 329: Jia Zhang was kicked out of the factory

Looking at Director Yang who was in a hurry as if being chased by a dog, Lin Fan shook his head. It seemed that the shadow left by Jia Zhang on Director Yang was too big, and even the afterimage was left.

Lin Fan returned to his workstation and Fang Dahai came over.

"What's wrong, Lin Fan? What does Director Yang want to see you about?"

"He wants to drive Jia Zhang away, so he asked me to call Qin Huairu back!"

Lin Fan said casually.

"Jia Zhang almost lost her life just moving steel. It would be better if she could leave the steel mill!"

Fang Dahai was also speechless about Jia Zhang. She had only been working at the steel mill for a short time when she was beaten by Liu Lan first and then by He Daqing. She was almost crushed to death by the steel rolling mill just after returning from a week-long sick leave. If she stayed any longer, wouldn't she blow up the steel mill?

Lin Fan didn't say anything else. It was enough as long as Jia Zhangshi was not dead. She was his big fat sheep. After her death, the source of his emotional value would be at least one third less. As for how hard her life was, Lin Fan didn't care.

At lunch time, Fang Meng arrived at the workshop door.

"Meng'er, how long have you been waiting? Let's go eat!"

Lin Fan walked out of the workshop and found Fang Meng standing outside waiting, so he went up to her and said.

"Soon, Brother Lin Fan..."

"Lin Fan!"

Fang Meng was interrupted by Jia Zhang's shout before she could finish her words.

"What?"

Lin Fan turned around and asked impatiently.

"Did you throw a part that hit my leg?"

Jia Zhang said with gritted teeth.

"Although I saved your life, no need to thank me!"

Lin Fan waved his hand casually to indicate that he shouldn't take it to heart.

"Why would I thank you? You've crippled me. The doctor said I need to recover for at least a month. I won't get paid for this month and I have to pay for new medicine. What do you think I should do?"

"You were almost crushed into a pulp by the steel rolling mill. If Lin Fan hadn't smashed your leg, you would have gone down to accompany Old Jia and Little Jia. Not only are you not grateful, but you still dare to yell here?"

Some workers couldn't stand it anymore and stood up to speak for Lin Fan.

"That's not certain. Maybe I won't fall into the rolling mill. Besides, my face is disfigured. I've become ugly!"

"Don't worry, you haven't become ugly, because your ugliness has nothing to do with whether your face is disfigured or not. You are ugly to begin with. No, I should say you are disgusting. Very disgusting!"

The workers complained about Jia Zhang in all seriousness.

"So what's her character like?"

A worker from another workshop did not know Jia Zhang, so he asked curiously.

"I asked you to go on a blind date to ask about her character. Drag her out and beat her up!"

"Jia Zhang, you almost lost your life, and you're still thinking about your salary. You're really stingy!"

Fang Dahai couldn't help but complain.

"If I don't go to work, my whole family will starve to death. I don't care. Lin Fan, you have to compensate me!"

Jia Zhang started to act unreasonably.

"Hahaha, this is the story of the farmer and the snake. I saved her life but she bit me back. Jia Zhang, you really have no conscience!"

Her fellow workers began to laugh at her.

"Let's go, don't bother with her, she's such an idiot!"

Lin Fan ignored Jia Zhang's plan to take Fang Meng to the steel mill.

"Lin Fan, don't leave!"

Jia Zhang limped over and wanted to chase Lin Fan.

"Xiao Zhang, Xiao Qian, kick Jia Zhang out of the steel mill. Director Yang and I have already discussed it. Jia Zhang is no longer a member of our steel mill!"

Lin Fan said to the two security officers who came rushing over after hearing the noise.

He deliberately didn't say the whole thing just to take advantage of Jia Zhang and make her contribute more emotional value to him in her anxiety.

Everyone was a little surprised when they heard this. Jia Zhang was fired just like that? Was she so unlucky?

"What? I'm not from the steel mill anymore? That's impossible. I want to see Director Yang. You can't do this to me!"

When Jia Zhang heard this, she felt like the sky was falling. The Jia family's work position was lost in her hands? How would she face Old Jia and Jia Dongxu after she died?

So she cried and made a fuss where she was, but one was an eighth-level fitter with a promising future, and the other was an annoying old hag. Even a fool would know what to choose, so they grabbed Jia Zhang and drove him out of the steel mill.

"Let me in, let me in, give me back my workstation!"

Jia Zhang screamed and cried loudly at the gate of the steel mill, but unfortunately the security staff refused to let her enter the steel mill. She struggled for a long time but was unable to do anything, so she could only leave the steel mill in despair.

"Lin Fan, did you really destroy the Jia family's workstation?"

In a cafeteria, Fang Meng was asking Lin Fan curiously.

"How is that possible? Even the factory director cannot take back the workstation without a reason."

"Then why do you say that Jia Zhang is not from our steel mill?"

Yu Haitang suddenly asked.

"Because Director Yang has decided to let Qin Huairu come back to work, the formalities should be completed. If Qin Huairu returns to the steel mill, then Jia Zhang will naturally have to go home, and she will no longer be an employee of the steel mill!"

Lin Fan explained while eating.

"I see. But what about saving Jia Zhang's life?"

Fang Meng nodded, and then thought of the story of the farmer and the snake told by Lin Fan.

"When Jia Zhang's neighbor was moving steel, she almost fell into the rolling mill. Lin Fan hit her knees with a part and she fell to her knees and hit her head on the machine frame. Although she broke her head, she was able to save her life. However, she was not only ungrateful, but she also came to ask Lin Fan to take responsibility. She is really shameless!"

Lin Fan was too lazy to explain, so Fang Dahai explained it for him.

"What? There are still people like this!"

Yu Haitang felt sorry for Lin Fan after hearing this, while Fang Meng looked at Lin Fan thoughtfully. Others didn't know, but she knew very well how much Lin Fan hated Jia Zhang. Since Lin Fan was willing to save her, he must have a plan in mind.

Here, Jia Zhang had already returned to the courtyard, but she did not go home. Instead, she lay in the middle of the yard crying and making a fuss.

"What's wrong? What's wrong?"

All the people who were not working in the yard were attracted out by Jia Zhang.

Qin Huairu ran out and found Jia Zhang rolling on the ground again. She gritted her teeth and felt secretly resentful.

If this old hag, Jia Zhang, doesn't wash clothes, she doesn't know how tiring it is. Every time she rolls on the ground, she has to spend at least half an hour more washing clothes. It really makes me mad.

"What's wrong? What else is wrong? The Jia family's workstation is gone. I am the sinner of the Jia family!"

Jia Zhang screamed heartbreakingly. Without her job, she really didn't know how the Jia family would survive in the future.

"what!"

Qin Huairu swayed and felt a little dizzy.

"What did you say? The workstation is gone? What are you doing, you old hag? I've had enough of you. Go to hell!"

Qin Huairu was also broken down. The thing she had been worried about finally happened. Ever since Jia Zhang entered the steel mill, she had been dreading this day. She just didn't expect it to come so quickly and suddenly, so quickly that she was caught off guard.

Chapter 330: Jia Zhang's Courtyard

"Can you blame me for this? This is all Lin Fan's fault, that little bastard. It's all his fault!"

Jia Zhang became hysterical and started dancing.

"Speak properly, what does this have to do with Lin Fan!"

Qin Huairu forced herself to suppress the anger in her heart and tried to find a solution.

Then Jia Zhang recounted everything that had happened to her that day.

After hearing this, everyone in the courtyard looked at Jia Zhang with complicated expressions. This old pious woman, Lin Fan saved her life, is still scolding Lin Fan, and wants Lin Fan to compensate for her leg. What a mess. Old beast.