I am chasing a rough man in the 80s
Chapter 348: Broken Factory, Broken House

Chapter 348: Chapter 348: Broken Factory, Broken House

No one spoke in the room for quite a while.

Wang Cuihua broke the silence after a moment.

"This unlucky vice director, whoever he likes let them take it, Tiegen shouldn’t go. Our family has a tractor, if we work hard we can still make a decent income."

Even Wang Cuihua, a rural woman, could see that whoever took this crappy director job would be the unlucky one.

"It’s almost bankrupt, they can’t even pay wages, hard work goes unrewarded, you might even end up taking the blame, it’s not worth it. Our family isn’t obsessed with being in power, whether it’s being an official or working hard, making money through our own abilities is not disgraceful"

Suizi didn’t speak, just looked at Yu Jingting.

She had been searching through her memories for a while, but she had no impression of this beer factory in her previous life’s memories.

If there were no surprises, then this beer factory should have gone bankrupt in her previous life.

Vanished into the course of history.

The beer industry’s big fish eat the small fish, it had spread from the present to several decades later, local beer factories had already fallen one by one in the process of reform.

Suizi was in a bit of a dilemma at this time.

On the one hand, she agreed with what Wang Cuihua said, that you should avoid a mess like this as far away as possible, they could make money doing anything, driving a tractor for transport was also a way out.

But at the same time, she felt that having a factory like this for Yu Jingting to gain experience was also a good opportunity.

She was worried about the family’s livelihood, but she cared a lot about Yu Jingting’s growth.

Originally, she wanted him to improve his upper and lower management skills in a big factory

with thousands of people. But in a large factory like Tobacco Factory, most of them were people like Zhang.

Respecting the higher-ups while despising the lower class, people who are willing to work will always be suppressed by those who have power in their hands, wanting to establish a lofty ambition but inevitably being hindered at every turn.

This crappy, near bankrupt beer factory, as long as he had an absolute say, would also be good for his training.

But she was somewhat worried that Yu Jingting might feel humiliated.

He had already tasted the sweetness of being the center of attention. Now if he went to a failing factory, even the likes of Zhang would be able to step on him. Could this proud man bear it?

Suizi’s worries were written on her face as she looked at Yu Jingting anxiously.

Yu Jingting looked down at his little maiden in his arms, seemingly lost in thought.

After a while, he finally looked up and said:

"Let’s prepare to move. The problem of the two little Luobo heads’ food at home has been solved."

Suizi was stunned for a moment, then her face brightened, feeling as though she had taken a tranquilizer.

His meaning was that he was going to take it.

Wang Cuihua was anxious.

"They set a trap for you and you’re just going to jump in? That crappy factory, if it really goes bankrupt, what are you going to do?"

"Leaving aside the fact that it hasn’t yet gone bankrupt, even if it does one day, I’m just a vice director, isn’t there still a head? Zhang, that fucker said that they’re going to divide the houses. Only a fool would reject a free house."

Yu Jingting spoke very casually, as if it was an insignificant matter.

Wang Cuihua always felt something was off, but then she considered that getting a free house could be a gain too, so her urge to take advantage of the situation was immediately satisfied.

"Well, as long as we can get the house, even if the factory goes bankrupt and you get fired, we wouldn’t lose anything. But think about it, if you meet those people from the previous factory, they won’t be nice to you."

Wang Cuihua’s words were also what Suizi was worried about.

Men care about their face more than anything, especially men at the bottom of society, they value their face even more.

But the higher one’s status, the less one cares about face. Throughout history, those who could put down their face have a greater chance of getting opportunities.

"I don’t give a damn about how they see me. Even if they think highly of me, I won’t eat any more meat, and if they look down on me, I won’t eat any less. A person’s face is never begged for, it has to be earned through hard work. What is it to fight a battle and win a position to rule? You fight first and then the position is yours."

Yu Jingting took the opportunity to educate the little maiden in his arms. After educating the little maiden, he felt two burning gazes on him.

Suizi was looking at him intently.

Yu Jingting retreated a few steps while carrying the child in his arms, fearfully looking at Teacher Xiaochen, for fear that the peace-loving Xiaochen would scold him.

"I agree with Jingting’s concept." Suizi said.

Yu Jingting’s waist straightened instantly, even Little Luoluo in his arms could feel her dad’s sudden surge of confidence.

"The more those people look down on us, the more they don’t believe we can make the factory work, the more we need to achieve something. Today they look down on us, but tomorrow they won’t be able to climb up to us!"

Suizi made a heroic resolution, boosting the family’s spirit.

The family’s fighting spirit was ignited, and they agreed to go look at the house assigned by the factory in the afternoon.

But when they arrived at the place, the fighting spirit lost half of its heat immediately.

"Can people live in this run-down place?!"

Wang Cuihua stood outside the courtyard staring in disbelief at the ruined scene inside.

This was an independent small courtyard, the place was not small, but the first look at the house gave a very strange and eerie feeling.

The weeds in the courtyard were stringy, taller than a person. There was no doubt that a gust of wind would bring out a few snakes.

The roof tiles were falling apart, and there was even a noise when the wind blew.

All the glass was broken, with holes in it.

It was bright daylight, the mid-day sun was blazing. But standing in the yard looking in, there was a feeling of gloom and unease, making people feel inexplicably fearful.

Leading the Yu family over was one of the five existing employees from the beer factory, Liu Luoguo, who seemed to be even older than Wang Cuihua.

When Liu Luoguo heard Wang Cuihua questioning whether this house was habitable, he gave a weird and mysterious smile.

"Big sister, you’ve asked the right question, ordinary people can’t live in this house."

"What’s the matter, is it a haunted house, has someone died in it?" Wang Cuihua gets excited when she hears about these mysterious things.

"Although no one has died, the previous factory directors who lived inside and the one before that and the one before that....anyway, all those people who lived inside, if they didn’t die in a car accident then they went crazy, none of them ended well."

"How could there be car accidents with so few cars around?" Suizi asked.

"They were trampled by horse-drawn carts, their intestines were crushed by the horses’ hooves."

"Ugh~~" Suizi gasped and retreated, going behind Yu Jingting and grabbing his sleeve.

No wonder Zhang was so smug when he delivered the news. It turned out that not only did he transfer Yu Jingting to a crappy factory that was about to go bankrupt and couldn’t pay wages, the house he was given was also a "potential haunted house" with mysterious tales.

Really didn’t want to let the Yu family have an easy life, always sabotaging them.

"Why is this house so eerie? There must be some stories of resentment and debt, right?" Wang Cuihua asked.

"You’ve asked the right question, no one knows this better than me. A big landlord used to live here, who went crazy after being paraded and criticized every day. Some people say his unsettled spirit haunts this house, and whoever moves in is bound to hit a string of bad luck."

After Liu Luoguo finished his cryptic and vague speech, he expected to see Wang Cuihua’s terrified expression, but Wang Cuihua lowered her head and started rummaging through the big bag she brought with her...

She pulled out a drum??!