Xu Damao's Thirty-Six Stratagems in Siheyuan

Yi Zhonghai was confused. What was going on? He had lunch with Jia Dongxu and asked him to practice level 3 workpieces. How come half of his head was gone and he was gone?

The Red Star Steel Rolling Mill quickly organized the accident handling and investigation.

Jia Dongxu died on the spot and was taken to the factory hospital, where he was pronounced dead.

Another person was sent to Courtyard 95 to notify the family to go to the hospital to claim the body.

Jia Zhang fainted in the hospital. Her son was not saved, but she was. She cried loudly...

Yi Zhonghai was sent to the hospital to deal with the aftermath. It was a lot of money and effort. He paid for someone to bring Jia Dongxu's body back to the compound, contacted the coffin, and brought the children to the hospital. He was overwhelmed. Several disciples, including Wu Dayong and Liu Yonglin, did not help.

Oh, it can be seen...

The factory's accident investigation soon revealed that the third-level workpiece with sticky skin and blood was irrefutable evidence.

Illegal operation and incorrect operation are accidents, not work-related injuries.

Compensation was still required, the total of Jia Dongxu's basic salary for one year plus 60 yuan for funeral expenses, a total of less than yuan. The factory gave him yuan in compensation, and the compensation condition was to keep his job position.

Workshop director Tian Dayou felt like he had encountered a ghost. Because of the accident, he was held responsible for management, was relieved of his duties as workshop director, and had his salary deducted for three months. He could not complain, he had to bear the responsibility.

As a master, Yi Zhonghai violated the rules by letting his apprentice perform processes that were not appropriate for his position. He was jointly liable and demoted from level eight to level seven, with three months’ salary deducted. He was also called in for a talk by the factory, who asked him to be responsible for the subsequent burial and comforting of the family.

Yi Zhonghai was really swallowing his blood. His demotion and salary penalty were secondary. His retirement plan over the years was ruined by this collapse. The money that was put into the Jia family was more than a thousand.

There was no other way, what had to be done had to be done. After waking up, Jia Zhang had been in a trance, not fully conscious, "She kept shouting, 'My son, you died so tragically. How can I live with you?'"

"Mrs. Jia, please accept my condolences. Let's take care of Dongxu's funeral first." Yi Zhonghai didn't dare to provoke Jia Zhang. He had already been scratched on the face by Jia Zhang in the hospital today and his face was almost disfigured.

"No, I want to go to the factory to appeal for justice. My Dongxu can't just die in such an unclear way."

There was no way Yi Zhonghai could stop Jia Zhang from starving. Jia Zhang dragged Jia Geng, who was in mourning, to the gate of the Red Star Factory, crying and shouting for justice.

You can’t get into the factory because the guards at the gate are standing guard with guns.

However, arresting the employees’ family members is not a big deal.

Director Yang ordered Deputy Director Li to take over the subsequent appeasement work.

A higher-ranking official can crush a person to death. Li Huaide had to take over even though he knew it would be difficult to handle.

Xu Damao said something to Li Huaide in private, "Director Li, the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. You should call Jia Dongxu's master Yi Zhonghai together. If the factory office can increase the pension a little, then increase it a little, but there must be a bottom line. Jia Zhang is used to making trouble. You are talking to her in a nonsensical way. She won't understand. I suggest that the total pension can be raised to 500 yuan in the end. It will be fine after we talk about it."

"Xiao Xu, I will consider your suggestion. I really need Yi Zhonghai to come over and deal with it together."

Yi Zhonghai was urgently called to the factory again...

After much persuasion, and a combination of soft and hard tactics, Jia Zhang signed the compensation agreement: a one-time pension plus funeral expenses of 500 yuan, the job position will be retained for three years, and the top employee will have a one-year apprenticeship period.

Yi Zhonghai has made great efforts.

The funeral is scheduled for Sunday.

"Silly Zhu, I'll have to trouble you to be Dongxu's seat for a while. It can be considered as a gift to Dongxu."

"Sir, yes, but I won't accept the gift. According to the rules, you have to pay for the banquet. Forget it, just consider this money as my gift, okay?"

"So be it."

Xu Damao returned to the yard, burned incense to Jia Dongxu and paid a gift of one dollar.

The third uncle is also busy as the accountant.

The term "orphan and widow" is now truly applicable.

As the eldest uncle in the compound, he had to give a gift, (^_^)ノ, it’s not just a gift, he had to take care of the entire funeral. Jia Zhang received 500 yuan and was unwilling to give a single cent. Yi Zhonghai was also labeled by Jia Zhang as the murderer of Dongxu, and had to admit that Jia Zhang was speaking like that.

Every household in the compound gave gifts, more or less. Thirty, fifty, or one yuan was considered the most. Second uncle Liu Haizhong only gave two yuan, and the third uncle gave fifty yuan. All together, the gift money was less than twenty yuan.

At least, the funeral was over, and the entire No. 95 courtyard became much quieter. After all, something had happened to the neighbor, and it was a sudden death, so it was impossible for them to talk and laugh.

The most miserable person in the courtyard was Jia Zhang, who was in a trance all day and kept mumbling to herself. The most miserable person was the aunt, who not only had to look at the bitter face of the uncle every day, but also had to bear the cost of Jia Zhang and Bang Geng's two meals a day.

The auntie felt wronged. She had to cook for Jia Zhang every day and also take care of the two meals a day for the deaf old lady in the backyard. The deaf old lady was not happy with two meals a day and insisted on three meals a day.

How could a middle-aged woman have so much energy to deal with it? She almost had a falling out with a middle-aged man, Yi Zhonghai. The middle court was in constant dispute.

Another Saturday.

The uncle also announced that a general meeting would be held in the evening.

Xu Damao was cooking dinner at home when he received the notification from Liu Guangfu.

"Brother Damao, Uncle Da said there will be a general meeting tonight at 6:. Every company must attend."

"Didn't say anything?"

"I'm not sure. I heard from my dad that he might donate money to the Jia family. I don't know the details."

"Hey, Guangfu, where do you work now? Have you been hired as a full-time employee?"

Xu Damao suddenly had an idea and asked Ju Guangfu who was about to leave.

"Brother Damao, I work in a machine repair shop and have been hired as a regular employee a long time ago."

"Oh, OK, I get it, I'll be at the meeting on time."

Xu Damao had an idea in mind.

At 6:30, the whole institute meeting was held on time.

Xu Damao looked at Yi Zhonghai who looked so haggard and sighed: Jia Dongxu is really lucky to have such a responsible master. He can rest in peace in his grave.

There was really a box on the table, and the third uncle was sitting upright with paper and pen, as if waiting for the starting gun.

"As everyone knows, something happened to the Jia family in Zhongyuan last week. Now Jia's wife and Banggeng are left alone and have a hard time. We gathered everyone here today because we hope that everyone can help when one is in trouble. As neighbors, we cannot watch people starve to death. We hope that everyone can lend a helping hand and donate a little to help Jia's wife get through this difficult time. As an uncle, I'll go first and give her 20 yuan."

Yi Zhonghai took out two ten-yuan notes he had prepared from his pocket, stuffed them into the donation box, and glanced at Yan Fugui again.

Yan Fugui understood and wrote on the paper: Yi Zhonghai 20.

Yi Zhonghai turned around and looked at Liu Haizhong who was sitting on his left.

Liu Haizhong stood up and was about to take out his wallet when he heard someone say, "Wait a minute."

Xu Damao was seen walking down from the platform at the entrance of Shazhu and heading towards the position of the three old men in the middle of the east courtyard. He said as he walked, "Dear neighbors, dear readers, thank you for your attention, thank you for your comments, and thank you for your love. I have seen your enthusiasm, and I can only work harder to write to live up to your love."