Siheyuan: Wang Bo's Happy Life

Liu Haizhong looked at the two people in front of him, as if they were going to pin him to the ground in the next second, so he could only respond humbly, "Okay, okay, I'll go."

Wang Bo and Ding Peng stood on the left and right, sandwiched Liu Haizhong in the middle, and took him to the security department.

Along the way, Liu Haizhong was like a defeated rooster, hunched over and lowered his head, trying to hide his face. But as he said, he was Liu Haizhong, a seventh-level fitter, so naturally many people knew him, and many of them were his apprentices.

Along the way, many people, whether they knew him or not, pointed fingers at Liu Haizhong and talked about him. He was so embarrassed.

After this incident, Liu Haizhong, who was in the solitary confinement cell, was completely drained of energy. He slumped on the ground, his hair drooping, his eyes dull, and his fat face turned waxy white.

Wang Bo saw Liu Haizhong like this through the iron railings and couldn't help but say, "If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have done it in the first place. Liu Haizhong, just wait for the interrogation."

Liu Haizhong seemed to have given up hope. He didn't respond to Wang Bo's words and didn't even move his eyelids.

Then Wang Bo greeted the manager of the confinement room and went out with Ding Peng to continue patrolling.

Shortly after Wang Bo left, Yi Zhonghai hurried to the confinement room, and after a while, he hurried to the courtyard.

Wang Bo and Ding Peng saw that almost all the employees had eaten, so they went back to get their lunch boxes and went to the cafeteria to eat. Seeing the pots of soup in front of them, they couldn't help but ask:

"There's no food here, what are we going to eat?"

"Be content, there is still some left. If there is no more soup, we will have to eat it dry."

Ding Peng followed up with a sentence, and ordered some cabbage soup and two steamed breads. Looking at the chef serving the dishes, he asked casually, "Why didn't I see your chef Sha Zhu today?"

Hearing Wang Bo's question, the chef, who had been frowning from all the hard work, suddenly relaxed his brows and shouted with a grin, "Ask our chef Sha Zhu. He peed in his trouser pocket last night and now he doesn't dare to come out to see anyone!"

"Hahahaha!"

Everyone in the kitchen and the cafeteria burst into laughter.

Wang Bo laughed for a long time, then shouted, "What's that? Xu Damao fell into a manure pit last night and hasn't come out for a long time!"

Suddenly, the workers in the cafeteria laughed even more happily!

Wang Bo finally stopped laughing and ordered the same thing as Ding Peng. He took his lunch box and sat down at a table with Ding Peng. After taking a few bites, he frowned and said, "Ding Peng, is this what we usually eat?"

"Hey, food and vegetables are a bit tight right now, so the workers in the workshop will definitely eat first. Our work is not that tiring, so eating will definitely come last."

Wang Bo thought about it and realized that this was indeed the case, so he started eating.

After eating, Wang Bo and his companion walked around the factory for a while, and only found a place to rest after the workers had all gone to work.

Just as they were strolling along, when it was almost time to get off work, the fat Captain Liu came over and asked them:

"Wang Bo, Ding Peng, did you arrest Liu Haizhong from the workshop this afternoon?"

"correct."

Wang Bo recounted what happened at noon in general.

Captain Liu nodded and handed over two big black tens. "Take this money. Don't worry about this matter anymore. Don't say anything nonsense."

Wang Bo was quite surprised, but he took the money and handed one to Ding Peng.

After seeing the two men take the money, Captain Liu smiled, turned around and left.

Just as the two were wondering what was going on, the factory's loud speaker rang:

"Dear comrades, please pay attention. Dear comrades, please pay attention. Here is a notice. Liu Haizhong from Workshop 3 has seriously violated the production rules and discipline due to improper work operation. The factory committee has decided to impose the following punishment on Liu Haizhong:

1. Liu Haizhong will be disqualified from being evaluated for excellence, promoted, and selected as a cadre within three years.

2. Reduce the wage standard within two years and receive the salary of a Grade 5 worker.

3. Make a written review and post it publicly.

Comrades, please take this as a warning, be serious and conscientious in your work, strictly demand yourself, and jointly ensure the safe production of our Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. "

After listening to the broadcast, Wang Bo understood what was going on. Liu Haizhong used his connections and money to make a big deal out of a small matter.

Wang Bo wanted to look for him again, thinking that the punishment was a bit light, but when he thought that his mouth wouldn't be able to make much difference, he gave up the idea.

Ding Peng stood aside, holding the big black ten, with a troubled look on his face. After a while, he asked Wang Bo:

"This money belongs to Liu Haizhong?"

"correct."

"He obviously made a mistake and was punished. I can't take his money. Otherwise, you can take it."

After Ding Peng finished speaking, he handed the money to Wang Bo.

Wang Bo looked at him and asked curiously, "Ding Peng, how long have you been working?"

"I only took the class for more than two months."

After hearing this, Wang Bo said to Ding Peng in a serious tone: "You are still too young. If you don't take the money, how can I take it? If neither you nor I take it, how can Captain Liu take it? Captain Liu won't take it. How can Section Chief Chen take it? Section Chief Chen won't take it."

Wang Bo paused and pointed upwards, "If Section Chief Chen doesn't take it, how can the higher-ups take it?"

When Ding Peng heard Wang Bo say this, he was stunned.

Wang Bo waved the big black ten in front of Ding Peng, "This thing is like spider silk, spinning in our hands to weave a web. If you don't take it, it will fall down. How can you make progress then?"

Ding Peng struggled for a while and finally put it into his pocket.

There is nothing new under the sun. The cumbersome process of taking up a job and this tightly interwoven network make Wang Bo, who has experienced the era of information explosion, feel very familiar.

When the time came, Wang Bo changed his shift and strolled back to the courtyard with his things.

When Wang Bo was getting water from the faucet in the middle courtyard, the aunties and grandmas who were sitting and chatting looked at him whispering to each other, just like flies swarming together.

It was the old lady who asked, "Xiaobo, are you going to work in the factory?"

"Yes, Auntie," since Auntie asked, Wang Bo also answered with a smile, "The street recommended me to work there, and I was retained by the factory, and was directly assigned to be a patrolman in the factory security department."

After hearing this, Auntie asked curiously, "Do you know what Uncle Er did today?"

When they heard the aunt ask this, the people around them also widened their eyes.

"How could I not know? I was the one who arrested him myself," Wang Bo shook his head with a look of regret. "This Lao Liu really shouldn't have done that. He actually took some scrapped workpieces out of the workshop. This seriously violated production discipline. How could he not be punished by the factory?"

After hearing what Wang Bo said, the group of flies buzzed and the discussion became more heated.

At this moment, the protagonist of the topic, Liu Haizhong, came back from get off work. Suddenly, the courtyard was silent, with only dozens of eyes staring at him.