Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Old Hu and Old Lin in the provincial capital have not been as healthy as before in recent years.

All the work of the unit has been handed over to the young people.

It can be considered as a complete retirement.

Then the two of them came to Beidu together.

Xiao Nuan's wedding must be attended.

Ai Ruifeng and his wife from Xiangjiang, Liu Ye's family of four, and the old man of the Liu family with his son and daughter-in-law.

The wedding was not luxurious, but it was really precious.

It was Old Xie who was the witness.

The pair of lovers standing in front of the stage were really like gods descending to earth.

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Song Yu Nuan did not have a formal unit, so naturally there was no such thing as a wedding leave.

But Gu Huaian did.

This time, the direct leader above directly gave Gu Huaian a month's vacation.

The young couple was naturally sweet.

Song Yu Nuan was also very satisfied with Gu Huaian.

Not bad, not bad, it tasted very good.

Gu Huaian was a little surprised that he could not hear Xiao Nuan's voice.

Lying on the bed, the two faced each other.

Gu Huaian saw her clear eyes turning around, and knew what she was thinking.

But, he couldn't hear it.

But in fact, he rarely heard Xiao Nuan's voice in recent years, and then carefully observed the reactions of the family members around him, and they should have heard less and less.

So is everything on the right track?

Gu Huaian thought, it should be this possibility.

His fingers gently placed on Song Yu Nuan's cheek, as if she was still the little girl he met at the beginning.

Her eyes were as clear as water, and it seemed that he could see through them at a glance.

If you can't hear it, then you can't hear it.

This is good.

When the weather got hot, some workers from the second factory went to Zhilan Garment Factory.

There were more than a dozen people at a time.

This was very inexplicable.

Song Liang looked at the group of people blocking the gate and patiently asked them what they were doing here.

There were still mostly women here.

Xia Guilan and Han Yanfei who came later also stood in front of everyone.

A middle-aged woman called Han Yanfei: "Yanfei! I am your Aunt Zheng Wu. This matter has nothing to do with you. Please stand aside, so as not to be implicated by the conflict later."

Han Yanfei frowned immediately.

She didn't even know this Aunt Zheng Wu. What did she mean by saying this? Was she trying to sow discord?

She was the deputy director of the factory. Now there were people gathering at the gate to make trouble, and the reason was unknown. She ran away to hide.

What would the director and his wife think?

It was also thanks to this kind family. If they had met that petty person, wouldn't they think they were betraying their own family?

This person was not helping him, but coming to harm him.

No matter how he thought about it, he never thought that he had offended this person.

But what was certain was that she knew him.

Han Yanfei said straightforwardly: "It's working time now. I'm the deputy director of Zhilan Garment Factory. What are you guys doing blocking the door?

If you want to talk to the director, then send a representative.

The office of Zhilan Garment Factory is very large, but it can't accommodate dozens of you.

Who is the representative? Come out. This matter cannot be explained by one person to dozens of people. It needs one-on-one or two-on-two to be discussed."

After saying this, Song Liang and Xia Guilan both breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Liang also said in a good temper: "That's the reason. What do you want to talk to me about? The weather is so hot now, and it's easy for everyone to get heatstroke at the door. Let's do this. You choose a representative and we will go to the office to talk. The others can find a cool place to rest for a while."

No matter if they are looking for trouble or not, they have to appease people now.

Beijing is not actually peaceful now.

Because more and more companies are going bankrupt, and some companies are merged together.

Anyway, it involves personnel issues.

More and more people are laid off.

But their own factory has nothing to do with them.

If we talk about competition among peers, the workers of this old brand factory shouldn’t be so uneducated.

These people looked at each other, and finally three people stood up.

Yes, that’s right, these must be representatives and organizers.

One of the middle-aged men, who was about forty years old, said loudly: "Today we come to you to ask for an explanation. Zhilan Garment Factory is indeed big now, and it is constantly expanding. It also exchanges foreign exchange for the country. We admit and admire this.

You workers have high wages and good treatment, and we know this.

But the second factory was built by our predecessors with great effort, from scratch. Do you nouveau riche from outside know what they have experienced?

You don't know, you will never know, and you will never understand.

You only have money in your eyes. You think you can do whatever you want because you have money. Then I tell you, it's not possible. It's not the turn of nouveau riche and capitalists like you to call the shots in this society.

Today, on behalf of 8,000 workers, I will inform you that you should give up the idea of ​​acquiring the second factory.

Otherwise, the flesh and blood of our 8,000 workers can also build a flesh and blood Great Wall.

If you want to enter the gate of the second factory, you have to step over our corpses!"

This man was very calm at first, but he became more and more angry as he spoke, and finally even roared.

Song Liang's face changed drastically when he heard this.

Where did he start?

Before Xiao Nuan got married, they had already informed the higher-ups that they had no interest in the Second Factory, nor did they have the energy or funds.

Xia Bowen said this at the meeting.

The team leader is a family member, and no one can fool them.

Song Liang thought it was over.

Why did they suddenly bring up the old matter again?

This has nothing to do with their family.

But before he could refute, the dozen workers waved their fists and shouted: Defend our factory to the death, defend our assets to the death, and get out of Beidu, you outlaws...

Although the shouts were not in unison, the sound was loud enough.

Even Song Yu Nuan, who was driving here, could hear the noise at the gate on the road not far away.

Today is the weekend.

It was afternoon, she went out to do something, and then found that she was not far from Zhilan Garment Factory, so she simply came over for a walk.

Unexpectedly, something happened here.

After the car stopped, Song Yu Nuan walked quickly towards this side.

At this time, Song Liang was silent. Without a horn, his voice was too weak to shout louder than these people.

Then the people from the factory's security department also came.

These people are all retired.

Some were assigned unsatisfactory jobs, some had poor family conditions, and some had health problems and were not accepted by the unit. Then Song Yu Nuan arranged them directly to the security department.

Section Chief Zhou of the security department and Lao He, who used to work in Nanshan County, are comrades-in-arms.

The former Director He has now been transferred to the provincial department.

Because of this relationship, Section Chief Zhou is one of them.

He rushed here with his men as fast as possible, but he did not move forward. At this time, he must not get too close to these people.

He had called the police before, and there is a police station nearby.

Whether Zhilan Garment Factory provoked them or what they came for, there is no problem in going to the police station.

Seeing this situation, Song Liang said to Xia Guilan: "You and Xiao Han go back to the factory quickly."