"Ouch!"
A burst of pain came from the back of Chen Zhen's thigh, and the red mark was slightly stained with blood.
"Chen Zhen, I don't know if you are really stupid or pretending to be stupid. That Liu Guohai is a vampire who eats people without spitting out their bones."
"If that idiot named Liu can change your job to a regular job for you, I will burn incense and worship Buddha."
"I won't let you take away any of this money today, don't even think about it!"
The woman was wearing a navy blue overalls, and under a blue soft cloth hat, she had a pair of big peach blossom eyes, which were already covered with tears. She was biting her lips to keep calm, holding a feather duster with three knots in her hand, her petite body , facing Chen Zhen without making any concessions.
This is?
Chen Zhen couldn't believe his eyes, grabbed the crumpled blue and white sheets next to him and rubbed his eyes.
Zhang Baixue?
Did you read that correctly?
The moment he saw Zhang Baixue, Chen Zhen's mind suddenly became clearer, and his eyes showed all kinds of emotions.
When I was young, I wanted to successfully become a full-time employee, but I was defrauded of all my money by the livestock director of a state-owned factory. I was depressed and decadent for a long time.
It was Zhang Baixue who never gave up, stayed by his side, encouraged him to start his own business again, and finally pulled him out of the quagmire. Taking advantage of the wave of the country's opening up, the two of them worked together to create a fortune worth millions.
As a result, the shopping mall was like a battlefield. After success, I got carried away. I was designed to be obsessed with gambling such as fried gold flowers. I couldn't extricate myself. , he was beaten to death by several people.
Chen Zhen saw the blood at the corner of Zhang Baixue's mouth and fell into a pool of blood. He didn't know whether it was because of his conscience or the uncontrollable nature of human nature. His eyes were bloodshot. He got up and grabbed a kitchen knife and chopped all three people in front of him to death. It was bloody. The extent is indescribable...
At that time, the country was in the third severe crackdown stage, and Chen Zhen’s case was treated as a typical case: death penalty, executed immediately!
At the moment of the shooting, I thought of Zhang Baixue, who was in heaven, and what I owed to my wife. I couldn't help but burst into tears, and my thoughts seemed to be pulled away. I thought I would sleep forever, but when I opened my eyes, I saw this scene.
"Bai Xue...Bai Xue, I was wrong!"
Chen Zhen felt like he was stuck in his throat, his eyes were red, he stepped forward and hugged Zhang Baixue tightly in his arms, not wanting to let go of Zhang Baixue's tender cheeks.
Apologized?
Zhang Baixue gradually loosened the feather duster in his hand. Why did Chen Zhen, who was yelling at him about money just now, turn around and start apologizing?
Zhang Baixue was stunned for a moment, and then all kinds of grievances flooded into his heart. He could have forced himself to bear the raindrops of pear blossoms, but now they just slipped from his face. A pair of small hands pushed Chen Zhen away: "Chen Zhen, I don't know you yet." What's your virtue? You can say anything when you ask for money, but you can turn your back on someone when you get the money. Don't do this!"
"You said you are still a human being. Yesterday was the day to worship your father's first anniversary, and today you have to send money to Liu Guohai to change your crappy job!"
"Why are you so worthless! You...wuwuwu..."
…
Worshiping the first anniversary?
Chen Zhen's mind immediately buzzed. Hasn't his father been dead for decades?
"1990……"
The ashes-covered calendar of great men still cannot block the conspicuous red numbers.
In 1989, at the Pingjiang County Match Factory where Chen Zhen's family worked, the air pressure of the yellow phosphorus manufacturing machine increased. To reduce the air pressure, the control valve had to be closed. The valve turned 800 times. If it could not be closed in time, the pressure would be released.
Boilers explode at any time, within seconds.
At that time, the workshop director Liu Guohai found his father and promised that if he could go in and close the valve, he would be rewarded with a newly built dormitory building.
My old man listened to Liu Guohai's slander and controlled the valve to only turn 300 times.
One revolution takes two seconds, three hundred revolutions takes ten minutes, not to mention the concealed eight hundred revolutions!
Old man Chen Zhen is a real person. When his daughter-in-law Zhang Baixue got married, he didn't want anything. Although he wanted a house in his heart, he didn't show it for fear of putting pressure on the two of them. Now that he got Liu Guohai's promise, the old man rushed straight away. Go in.
Who would have thought that the old man went into the boiler room and did not come out for nearly fifteen minutes. The valve could not be closed at all, and there was an explosion...
The old man died inside.
What about the dormitory building?
No more!
Treat human life like grass!
Liu Guohai pretended to come up to offer condolences, saying that the old man had not stopped the boiler from exploding, and that he had been punished with a reduced salary. His words were full of resentment.
Where are the people here? !
On the one hand, human lives were on the line, and on the other hand, it was bullshit treatment. Of course, Chen Zhen couldn't get angry and went straight to Liu Guohai's office to cause a commotion.
But Chen Zhen couldn't change his habit of eating shit. He was very aggressive when he came in. After he went out, he hid in hiding. He took Liu Guohai's two thousand yuan and turned around to spend the day and night, so the matter was settled.
A year later, Chen Zhen wanted to be allocated a dormitory building where only formal workers could get a quota, but he completely forgot about the old man who died unjustly, and instead started to use money to build relationships with Liu Guohai. It was like turning the sky upside down! ! !
Co-author: I was reborn in 1990. Is there a chance to live again?
Chen Zhen looked at the bright red numbers on the calendar next to him and clenched his fists tightly. Since God gave me this opportunity, I won't be polite.
Protecting my wife, worshiping the old man, "killing" the villain, and being reborn. I can't miss any of these things. I will solve all the knots left in my previous life in this life!
"Click"
Chen Zhen came to his senses, put his hands on each other's shoulders, his eyes were calm, and he seemed to be a different person between his brows: "Bai Xue, from now on I will not ask you for a penny, leave the money to me. Earn it, I’ll buy the house, and I’ll provide you with everything you need!”
Zhang Baixue looked at Chen Zhen and was stunned. Is this the same Chen Zhen he knew who drank and gambled? He hit him with a stick and became a different person?
"You wait until I come back..."
On September 13, 1990, Chen Zhen vaguely remembered that he blocked all his belongings and asked Liu Guohai to get in touch with him, but he didn't expect that this bitch still didn't do it for him!
Since it can’t be done!
Then don't do it!
Chen Zhen felt resentful for a while, then pushed the door open and walked out.
The sky in the 1990s could still be described as blue, and the air was filled with a faint smell of matches, a smell that generations of people have smelled.
The huge door at the entrance of the Pingjiang County State-owned Match Factory has rust, but the three words "Match Factory" on the iron frame are still eye-catching in red. The state-owned factory, which has been glorious for a century, is still strong in the trend of the times.
The two-story office building of the Match Factory has only ten offices in total, with gray walls and green frames. A few willow trees at the door block some of the dazzling sunlight on the first floor.
I won't be able to swallow this breath until I die. Isn't it just a breath of life in this world? Today I have to ask you, Liu Guohai, for an explanation.
Chen Zhen clenched his fists, and his nails slowly dug into his flesh, leaving deep red marks.
On the first floor of the corridor, there are black characters written on the white floor: Office of the Workshop Director.
"As long as you behave well, the job of filling the matchbox will definitely be yours!"
In the room, Liu Guohai had a wicked smile on his face and a greasy belly. Although the woman in his arms was wearing a dark blue work clothes, the unbuttoned buttons on her chest drew Liu Guohai's eyes away.
"They say that Director Liu is very efficient, so I will leave my affairs to Director Liu!"
Before the woman finished speaking, Director Liu released the other party's body and pressed his head under the table. The greedy look on his face instantly appeared.
"Ah~~"
Liu Guohai put one hand on the opponent's head, and held the corner of the table tightly with the other hand, enjoying...
"Plop!"
There was a loud noise!
