A foreign city, dear you

In the morning, as soon as Cao Xueqian opened his eyes, the tomorrow that worried him became today.

At around eight o'clock, He'ao Village showed its vitality again after a night's rest.

He'ao Avenue goes around the village, one end leads to the He'ao vegetable market, and the other end connects to the Hehu Avenue.

At this time, He'ao Avenue was like a wide conveyor belt, carrying all kinds of large cars, small cars, motorcycles and bicycles at full load... running happily along a small canal on He'ao Avenue.

Cao Xueqian was walking on his way to work.

Many migrant workers wearing all kinds of work clothes are walking on their way to work.

The "torrent" formed by these migrant workers forms a colorful landscape due to the different colors of their work clothes: red, blue, white... they form groups into sheets, which is spectacular...

Cao Xueqian, wearing a light blue short-sleeved work clothes, also merged into this rolling "torrent", crossing the He'ao Avenue and then crossing the small canal.

The water in the canal does not know the feeling of sadness, and sings songs of joy.

But Cao Xueqian couldn't be happy, his deep pool-like eyes were filled with sadness.

Yes, his eyes were sad and hesitant; his steps were also heavy and hesitant, as if there was some danger lurking somewhere in front of him, making him dare not approach or move forward.

He was in no hurry to speed up his pace. To be precise, he was reluctant to speed up his pace. He could delay it moment by moment. But not long after, he arrived at the door of the factory where he was going to work.

This is a single-family factory building, long in shape, with two floors. Red brick walls, flat roof. In the middle of the factory building are two glass doors.

Directly above the door, the characters "Shunda Plastic Mold Factory" are cast. Further up, there is a square rain cover that extends slightly wider than the door.

This is the factory where Cao Xueqian works - Shunda Plastic Mold Factory.

Now, workers are walking to the factory one after another. Work clothes of different colors represent different types of work: light blue ones are managers or technicians, and dark blue ones are ordinary employees.

Obviously, Cao Xueqian is not an ordinary employee.

Cao Xueqian stood at the door, hesitating.

He watched the co-workers greeting each other and entering with their heads held high, and envied their calmness and ease.

However, he is different. For him, it took courage to step into this factory.

If possible, he would rather not go in today.

How he didn't want to put his legs in! For him, today is a day full of variables, a day he does not have the courage and ability to deal with.

What if this is his last day in this factory?

From the first day he entered the factory, he has never been relaxed, and today, he is even more relaxed.

Zhao Dongping is not here today. Can he, an assistant engineer who is not worthy of his name, protect himself?

In the past ten days, he has been careful not to let others see that he actually knows nothing.

He has to pretend, but if he pretends too much, his secret will definitely be revealed. Therefore, many times, he had to hide and avoid meeting as few people as possible.

But the chief and deputy supervisors still saw it. Especially the deputy director Lao Dong.

The old director often wanted to assign tasks to him intentionally or unintentionally, but he always avoided it on the grounds that Gong Zhao (referring to Zhao Dongping) gave him a lot of work to do.

At this time, Lao Dong's big and bulging eyes swept over Cao Xueqian's face like a detector, and he smiled meaningfully. The laughter clearly said: You boy, I don’t care how long you can keep pretending, but there will always be a time when you show your fox tail.

Cao Xueqian spent his days cautiously.

Because Zhao Dongping was protecting him, the two supervisors did not dare to do anything to him.

Zhao Dongping is a person that the boss values ​​​​very much. Moreover, the two supervisors themselves have many technical problems that they need to rely on Zhao Dongping. Therefore, the people brought over by Zhao Dongping still dare not move around, and they must leave some noodles for Zhao Dongping no matter what.

But today, Zhao Dongping is not here, he asked for leave and went out.

Cao Xueqian felt that today he was like a splashing man in the water who had his lifebuoy taken away. He had nothing to rely on, nothing to rely on, and was in danger of drowning.

He had a premonition that something was wrong. If it doesn't work well, the job will not be guaranteed.

Perhaps, seeing this opportunity, the two supervisors were already waiting for him somewhere in the factory with wide eyes, ready to operate on him as soon as he entered the door.

Cao Xueqian thought about it over and over again, feeling very panicked in his heart.

With two legs, I didn't have the courage to step through the door, as if the door was a life-or-death line.