Ten Years Against the Current of Rebirth

Xu Xing vaguely remembered that at about this time in his previous life, Xu Jian and Sun Wanhui had a rare quarrel and became violent.

But it's not people, it's the electrical appliances at home that suffer.

When he heard Xu Niannian say that the TV set at home had been smashed, Xu Xing immediately reacted and realized that it had happened to his father - the position of production manager had been cut off.

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Moreover, Xiao Cao, who was less than 30 years old and had just been parachuted into the position of deputy manager for less than a year, was intercepted by Hu.

Logically speaking, Xu Jian has worked in the factory for more than ten years, from an ordinary worker to the position of deputy manager of the production department.

The production manager, who is almost in his sixties this year, is about to retire. It should be a natural thing for Xu Jian, an old employee, to take up the vacant position.

Even people within the production department think so.

Even Xiao Cao did not show any intention to compete for position in various meetings. He always followed the lead of Brother Xu in his words.

But who would have known that just after the leader's retirement farewell party was held and it was announced that Xiao Cao would be the production manager, Xiao Cao slowly stood up from his chair and came to Xu Jian with a smile before going on stage.

Shaked his hand.

He also said thank you to Brother Xu for your care and cultivation during this time.

Apparently he already knew that he would become the production manager.

With this face, Xu Jian, who had always thought that his position as manager was certain, where could he put his face?

You know, after it is confirmed that the leader is retiring during this period, whether it is himself or other subordinates in the factory, it has already been tacitly acknowledged that he is the new manager.

As a result, if he is exposed to this situation now, how will Xu Jian be able to behave in the factory in the future?

My face was thrown to the ground and stepped on twice.

At the meeting, everyone applauded to congratulate Xiao Cao for becoming the manager. Xu Jian's face was slapped so loudly.

Recalling these past events, Xu Xing immediately stood up from his chair and told the people next to him that he had something to do at home. After rushing out of the private room, he continued to answer the phone and said: "I'll be back soon. Please let my mother come to your place first. Don't let him."

The two of them will quarrel again."

"Yeah!" Xu Niannian nodded quickly, "I'll take my aunt to my house."

After hanging up the phone, Xu Xing quickly ran back to Jinghe Community.

In just a few minutes, he had arrived downstairs, panting heavily, slowing down, walking upstairs to regain his strength and thinking about how to deal with it.

Under normal circumstances, Xu Xing would not intervene in matters such as parents quarreling.

Because most of them are trivial things, the parents would quickly turn around and forget about them after a small quarrel.

But if the intensity of the quarrel cannot be controlled, if there is personal or property loss, or if there is any irreparable mental damage, then at this time, the intervention and enlightenment of others will become more important.

When Xu Xing thought about Xu Jian's incident before, he already had some countermeasures in mind, but recently, the Fruit Assassin was in the final stage, and it was so long ago that he couldn't remember what happened.

There was no specific date and time, so I couldn't stop the two people from quarreling.

But it's okay, it's just that the TV was damaged.

As long as people are fine, everything is easy to say.

After walking up to the fourth floor, Xu Xing already felt confident. After looking around, he took out the key and opened the door to his house.

As a result, as soon as I entered the door, I was greeted by the smell of cigarette smoke, coming from the sofa in the living room.

Xu Xing simply opened the door and walked all the way to the balcony. After opening all the doors and windows of the balcony, fresh air entered the house, and the smell of smoke finally got a little better.

Then he looked at Xu Jian who was holding a cigarette on the sofa. Half a pack of cigarettes was already stuffed on the coffee table. Xu Jian's face was gloomy, and there were still cigarette ashes floating on his short sleeves and pants.

They are all a bit sloppy.

Sitting on the sofa together, Xu Xing didn't say much. He just reached out and took out a cigarette from his father's cigarette case, bit it in his mouth, and lit it with a lighter.

Then he stopped smoking and immediately took it from his mouth, holding the cigarette in his hand and letting it burn.

The two men sat quietly for a while, but Xu Jian couldn't hold it back in the end and said first: "Don't worry about the kids, I just need to be alone for a while."

When Xu Xing saw his father speaking, his tone sounded like he had adjusted his mood, so he felt relieved. He held a cigarette in one hand and rubbed his knees with the other. He sighed and said, "When I came back, I happened to meet Uncle Zhang downstairs.

, he told me everything.”

"What did he say?"

"It's said that there was a shameless little brat who, relying on his family connections, forcibly took away things that he had no qualifications for." Xu Xing put his elbows on his thighs and leaned his upper body forward, "That's why.

Son?"

When Xu Jian heard this, he lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette, then slowly took it out from the gap between his lips. After waiting for a long time, he said: "This man knows people, faces but not hearts. I treat him as my apprentice."

I will train my future successors, but this time the master will starve to death."

As Xu Xing listened, he was thinking about how to comfort him, or how to pull Xu Jian out of this state and change the topic.

As a result, before he could speak, Sun Wanhui's voice came from the door outside the house.

"Oh, what do I think is going on?" Sun Wanhui was still angry, and her words were a little bit weird, "You have something wrong with yourself, so you are taking all your anger out on me, right?"

"What did I tell you before? I asked you to tell your father in advance. At least you can clear the relationship with the leaders of the factory and sort things out."

"Okay now, you said you want fair competition, can you see if others give you this opportunity? You don't need connections, there are people who use connections!"

"You will die if you don't say a few words while riding the horse?!" Xu Jian was already in a bad mood. Now he had adjusted himself and expressed his sigh to his son. He felt much better now.

But being aroused by Sun Wanhui's words, she suddenly became irritable again, picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and slammed it on the floor.

The glass ashtray was shattered to the ground, and the cigarette ashes inside were flying. Together with the smashed TV, which had mostly broken screens, and other messy furniture, the living room seemed like a murder scene.

"What's the matter? You are allowed to speak but not me?" Sun Wanhui was still unconvinced and said with a smile, "If you ask me, you might as well just resign. With the little salary you have now, why not come to my store to help me share the salary?

, I can just give you a monthly salary of 20,000 to 30,000 yuan, isn’t it better than your treatment in the factory?”

"You've become arrogant now that you've opened an online store to make some quick money, right?" Xu Jian took a few deep breaths, his chest heaving violently, "When your wings are stiff, your words are smelly, who knows how long your online store can make money?

Money, don’t run home and cry when someone cuts leeks!”

"That's better than some people being squeezed out of even a manager position." Sun Wanhui curled her lips and said.

Xu Xing on the side couldn't stand it anymore and shouted towards the opposite door: "Xu Niannian! Where are you!"

"Come on, come on!" Xu Niannian hurriedly came out of the bathroom after using the toilet, only to find that Sun Wanhui was walking over again. He hurriedly ran over to laugh with her, and pulled Sun Wanhui's arm to go over there, "Oh!

Auntie, don't be like this, let's stop arguing for now, okay? Come on, come on."

Xu Xing also stepped forward, pushed his mother out of the door, told her to calm down, and closed the door.

The living room became quiet again.

But Xu Jian could no longer stay in the living room, so he turned around and entered the bedroom, slamming the door shut.

Xu Xing looked at the messy living room and sighed slightly.

I picked up a broom and swept the living room, sweeping away the cigarette ashes and broken glass, and rearranged the coffee table and other furniture in order. Finally, I found a piece of cloth and covered the TV with a broken screen.

The living room is clean and tidy again.

After doing this, Xu Xingcai sorted out his thoughts, looked at the door of his house, and then at the bedroom door.

After thinking about it for a while, Xu Xing changed direction, opened the door and walked to the next door, planning to start with his mother first and let his father calm down for a while.