Reborn As A Lucky Girl

"You..."

"What are you?" Huang Ding said, "don't you even listen to what the supervisor says? Just put it here to interrupt? Is the person in charge big or you big?"

So, of course, the worker didn't dare to interrupt again, unless he didn't want his job. He had obviously felt the unfriendly eyes of the supervisor.

The Lord managed to take care of his clothes and coughed twice: "since it is so, there is nothing to say. There is not much compensation for this batch of machine accidents, that's all."

The supervisor compared a number and looked very indifferent, which almost made Huang Ding laugh again.

This is not a small amount. It can't be paid in a month or two!

When Xue Laowu saw this number, the whole person seemed to wilt and had no strength.

Five hundred

Five hundred dollars, more than the three or four hundred he expected at the beginning. Where did he get the five hundred dollars?

Even if all the brothers lent them to him and their savings were added in, there was still a gap of 100 yuan.

Huang Ding's proud face seemed as if he was the last beneficiary. He also pretended to comfort with schadenfreude: "it's all right, changfan. Your monthly salary is so much. You should have a deposit these years! What's this small 500 yuan for you? Isn't it?"

"Huang Ding, you fart! Changfan has a daughter and son to support in his family and wants to send money to his mother. It is estimated that his savings in recent years do not even have half of the compensation!"

Huang Ding is talking with his mouth open, just like a mad dog.

It's no wonder that Xue changfan is not likable and popular in the factory. Xue changfan is willing to talk to him and play with him. He bites back. He's really not a person!

Xue Laowu felt cold all over, as if he were in an ice cave, which made his hands and feet numb.

Five hundred dollars

This number can pull Xiao Wan to graduation.

"So you see, are you going to collect this compensation now, or do you want to go to jail?" Huang Ding still said it tirelessly, as if he would die if he shut his mouth.

Xue Laowu thought for a while. Just when he said he wanted to raise money, suddenly, a clear voice came from outside the door.

"Who said my fifth uncle was going to jail?"

"Who are you? What are you doing?" Huang Dingren hasn't seen it yet. Just hearing the sound, he is a little impatient.

This voice is strange. It doesn't look like Xue changfan's daughter. I don't know which guy is meddling.

With that, the door of the office was pushed open from the outside, and a lovely little head poked in. It looked like a young girl.

Huang Ding was even more amused: "Xue changfan, this is not an actor you specially found to excuse yourself? It was said before that someone could prove that you didn't have hands and feet. What about that person?"

Huang Ding was even sure that there were only two people in the workshop that day, he and Xue changfan, and there was no third person.

"Uncle, why are you not polite at all? The factory director is still here. You are rushing to speak." Xue Xueer was light and clear.

"Factory director then..." Huang Ding's relaxed tone suddenly changed: "factory director? Who are you kidding, little boy! Go aside!"

Factory director Zhou turned black outside the door and pushed open the door of the office: "which workshop are you? Why are you so frivolous!"

Although Huang Ding hasn't seen director Zhou, he has seen director Zhou's pictorial! I hung up when there was a party in the factory before.

Now he was completely speechless, because it was really factory director Zhou. Standing in front of him, he estimated that he was going to raise his teacher and ask for punishment. What should I do?

Who would have thought that he had something to do with factory director Zhou!

As soon as the supervisor saw that the factory director was coming, he immediately put on a kind face: "Oh! Factory director Zhou, why did you come here in person? Do you have any orders?"

Director Zhou looked at his son standing outside the door and suddenly thought that the little girl could help his son improve his poor grades. At that time, he was even more powerful.

"I heard that there is something wrong with your workshop. I want to find Xue changfan to compensate?"

"This..." the supervisor was a little hard to say.