Siheyuan: You were asked to help the Jia family, but you were all sent to prison

"Hitting you is still light, Anton can get to this level, you are not used to it!"

"What's the situation now? Even us old guys have to be human with their tails between their legs, and he dared to stab someone with a knife, so he didn't stab someone to death, or you'd wait for the white-haired man to send the black-haired man .”

Xiong Chaogui was so angry that he just yelled while pointing at her.

The woman covered her face and lowered her head, and didn't dare to speak back when she heard that.

"Brother, calm down, calm down, who said that there are always more ways than difficulties, and if there is really no way, three years at most, Anton is still young."

On the side, someone persuaded and comforted.

"That won't work. If Anton goes to reform through labor for three years, he will have a stain on his body. How can he walk on the right path when he comes out?"

Xiong Chaogui hopes that his children and future generations can walk on the right path and not follow their old path.

After all, their road is not easy to walk, and it will only become more and more difficult in the future.

I heard that the person who just comforted me no longer said more.

And just at this moment, a young woman walked outside the door.

She looked like she was pushing the bicycle in a hurry. She was in her early twenties, tall and beautiful.

"Yuzhu, how is your situation?"

When the woman pulled up the car and came in, Xiong Chaogui hurriedly asked.

She is Xiong Andong's older sister, born of Xiong Chaogui and his ex-wife, and is currently an accountant in a timber factory.

No, after learning about her younger brother's accident, she went to find a big shot to make a relationship.

"I saw him, but after he asked about the situation, he said that it happened to happen at the end of the year. The Chinese New Year is coming, and the police may use my younger brother as a model, and no one dares to accommodate."

Xiong Yuzhu was very discouraged, but seeing her father and mother's faces were not good-looking, she asked with a wry smile: "Could it be that you didn't manage anything?"

"It's half done, Liu Haizhong promised to write the letter of understanding tomorrow."

Xiong Chaogui looked at his eldest daughter, and some thoughts came to his mind.

"Then Zhao Yang's side is not going well, but if this is the case, the younger brother will still have to be sentenced to two or three years of labor reform." Xiong Yuzhu's heart was half cold, and she said: "This is not going to happen, Dad, when the younger brother comes out, we originally arranged for him If he can’t go to the job post in the street, it’s all in vain for us to spend so much effort to find the door!”

Xiong Chaogui frowned, and after she finished speaking and remained silent for a while, she suddenly drove the rest out, leaving only her daughter in the house.

Xiong Yuzhu was wondering, so she heard Xiong Chaogui ask, "Yuzhu, at this point, only you can save Anton."

"what?"

"Father, don't make trouble, what can I do!"

Xiong Yuzhu was speechless. Apart from running errands in the afternoon, what else could she do?

She is just an accountant, she can only do accounts, not fortune-telling.

Yan Jiecheng was also speechless.

Then he followed the police to Zuojiazhuang on a sidecar motorcycle.

The group first went to a nearby village to ask if anyone had bumped into a cyclist in the afternoon.

They all said no.

Therefore, Ding Yanghui brought Yan Jiecheng and his party back to Zuojiazhuang, and just like this, they searched all over the mountains and plains with a flashlight.

I searched for more than three hours, but found nothing.

"Let's go back first, and bring more people to look for it tomorrow, and at the same time go to the nearby villagers to ask."

After all, it was night, and many villagers had rested and slept after working all day.

It's not easy for them to call out one by one.

The next day, Saturday, January [-]rd.

Today the rolling mill pays wages.

Happy Yap to all.

Of course, it is not accurate to say everyone, for example, the old Yi's house is full of dark clouds.

"If there is no money, if there is no food, it will be impossible to survive the year."

Ye Xiuying was complaining, since the meeting that night, Zhang Cuihua revealed the past, and a estrangement has arisen between the couple.

"I'll find a way when the time comes, you don't have to worry about it."

"What? Don't worry about it? You haven't heard the old saying that a clever woman can't cook without rice!"

"you..."

Yi Zhonghai remained silent, packed his things silently, and prepared to go to work after dinner.

The Chinese New Year is only in February, so there is still time to think of a solution.

Diagonally opposite the door, Sha Zhu was humming a little tune with a proud expression on his face.

The salary is in hand, I have the beauty.

Diagonally opposite the door, the sisters of the Qin family chatted while eating.

"Sister, it's better to start working early, and you will have a fixed salary every month."

Qin Huairu took a bite of the white noodles, then turned her head and said.

"It's useless for you to tell me, you tell Zhao Yang."

Qin Huairu knew what her cousin was thinking, and wanted her to help, not to study, but to arrange work earlier.

"Sigh." Qin Jingru sighed, still rubbing her cheeks, "I studied hard last night, right? My mouth is sore, he can't let me study anymore, right?"

"It's hard to say." Qin Huairu shook his head, "What if he asks you to study while working?"

Qin Jingru was numb.

Can't it?

Don't say it, it's really possible.

Yu Li is also numb.

"How many?"

"It's about four to five hundred. I just don't know if the salary of the song and dance troupe and the police will be paid today, and there is also a unit."

Zhao Yang made an estimate, with a monthly income of four to five hundred, at least the upper middle class for future generations?

"My God, there are four to five hundred yuan in a month, four to five thousand in a year, forty to fifty thousand in ten years, and one hundred thousand in 500 years..."

Yu Li took a deep breath, extremely excited.

"Hey, how can you calculate it like this? This salary income is not horizontal. Let alone ten years, it is estimated that it will be doubled in five years. After all, I was only 42 a month ago. Do you dare to think that I have doubled it now? times more?"

Zhao Yang looked proud, he wanted to be strong in his life.

"Yes, yes, maybe it will double in the next month."

Yu Li nodded like a chicken pecking at rice. Isn't this a good day?

"Go and cook, calm down, this money is nothing, by the way, if someone asks, don't hide it, don't say it in such detail, just say three or four hundred."

Zhao Yang explained to him that he had to cover up that every day was as good as the Chinese New Year.

"Compared to you, my salary is the same as playing, and I suddenly don't want to go to work."

Yu Li replied, and then she was ready to make breakfast.

Zhao Yang shook his head when he heard the words, his daughter-in-law was actually hit by him.

"You can't say that." Zhao Yang watched her put on her clothes, and continued: "When you become a full-time employee, the jobs in this system will not depend on salary."

Yu Li didn't understand, and was taken aback for a moment.

Zhao Yang didn't say too much, and explained to his wife later when he had time.

Thinking about four or fifty years later, the salary within the system of 50 can be compared with the standard monthly income of [-], Zhao Yang smiled.

As for why, I understand everything.

After dinner, Zhao Yang went out leisurely, first transferred to Lao Yan's house.

"Where's Lao Yan?"

"Going to work."

"He walked quite fast, Xie Cheng, how is the situation?"

"Brother Zhao, really, it's like seeing a ghost. I searched all night last night and couldn't find it."

"Well, that's your business, I don't care, if you can't find it, you will lose the car."

Zhao Yang left behind these words.

Chapter 430 IX Not interested, take out the IOU!

"Is this the car assigned to Zhao Yang before?"

"That's right, I still remember the license plate number, it's him."

"I'm here to get my salary, but it was reported that he was going to be transferred to a tenth-level technician. It seems to be a year later, and now he is still an eighth-level fitter, 99 yuan, so he earned it!"

"Isn't it? The tenth-level technician is only 86 yuan and [-] cents, and there is a difference of ten yuan."

"I reckon that after the next year people may not be transferred to the tenth level, I'm afraid they will have to go up."

"Hey, Zhang Cuihua is here too, and she brought her grandson!?"

"Good guy, what's wrong with her? She looks like a beggar, and she looks like she has suffered from old crimes."

Under the envious eyes of everyone, a Hongqi car slowly drove into the rolling mill.

And amidst the countless envious eyes, there was a look of resentment.

Zhao Yang naturally noticed Zhang Cuihua's grandfather and grandson, and after a little thought, he realized that the other party came to settle wages today.

Just, want money?

If he gets a point, he loses!