After seeing off Zhou Hongliu, Xue Mei whispered: "I'll give you the intravenous drip later, and I'll find an excuse to leave first to create opportunities for you and send Teacher Zeng home... Don't worry, Xiaoyun, when you leave, I'll
Come back and watch over Xiaoyun for you, and then I will leave after you come back."
At the end of the conversation, Xue Mei winked at Wang Debao: "There's no need to rush, you two can chat for a while."
Oops!
As expected, every married woman is a natural matchmaker, and her favorite thing is to introduce partners to young people.
Seeing that Zeng Peiqi didn't follow, Wang Debao explained in a low voice: "Aunt Xue, my most important thing now is to pay off the debt."
Xue Mei, who was winking just now, suddenly stopped. She no longer had the idea of matching up, and she was not even in the mood to joke anymore.
Yes, with a huge debt of 8,000 yuan, no matter how good the girl is, she cannot agree to be good to Wang Debao.
Seeing that Xue Mei's idea was dismissed, Wang Debao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had his own ideas and plans. It was not suitable to go further with Teacher Zeng now, otherwise it would be counterproductive and make Teacher Zeng wary and guarded against him.
And not just this, things like school status and college entrance examination, the oil residue business, and selling the establishment to Liu Suping were all inconvenient to talk to Xue Mei, especially the matter of selling the establishment.
Because of... the limitations of the times, in the eyes of Xue Mei and Liu Suping, work organization is more important than life. Without this, you will have no foundation in this society.
But in the view of Wang Debao, a reborn person, the performance of state-owned enterprises has generally begun to deteriorate. In the 1990s, there will be a nationwide wave of layoffs.
But the logic doesn't make sense, and saying so will only add obstacles to Wang Debao's plan.
But regarding the sale of Longquan ink pads, it was necessary to communicate with Xue Mei, because Xue Mei was needed to help cover it up.
Looking around, neither Teacher Zeng nor his sister came over. Wang Debao whispered: "Aunt Xue, my sister picked up a piece of Longquan ink pad while picking up rags..."
After Xue Mei heard this, everyone was dumbfounded and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time... Now she got 1,000 yuan?
Is it really that simple?
And it was Mr. Qiu who took the initiative to give me an extra 1,000 yuan?
The original debt of 8,000 yuan was paid off one-eighth in an instant!
"Is that Mr. Qiu... reliable?" Xue Mei asked in confusion. Because she was so shocked, she couldn't even ask the key question.
In fact, the key question she should ask is: How did Wang Debao know Qiu Xingzhi? How did Qiu Xingzhi trust Wang Debao?
Because not only did the two people have no intersection at all before, they were far from the same level and circle.
So Wang Debao was easily fooled.
"Of course Mr. Qiu is reliable. If something happens to me, what good will it do to him? He is even more unlucky. He is in the system."
"Aunt Xue, only you and Xiaoyun know about this matter. You must not tell anyone... This matter is not illegal, but the current environment is too sensitive and cannot be made public."
"Next time I miss something good, I can make a lot of money, so I can pay off the debt soon... But now my sister must increase her nutrition and improve her life, so I need your help to cover it up.
"
Xue Mei slowly came back to her senses, smiled happily, and agreed.
She is really happy for Wang Debao without any selfish motives.
That night, Xue Mei finally put Wang Debao on an intravenous drip, then sent Zeng Peiqi home, then came back to remove Wang Debao's acupuncture, and then went home. Xue Mei worked harder, but what Zeng Peiqi was most worried about did not happen.
This made Zeng Peiqi completely relieved about Wang Debao, because from the beginning to the end, all Wang Debao said was to thank her for her love and care for Wang Yun, and there was nothing else at all.
That night, Wang Yunrui was by Wang Debao's side, pestering Wang Debao to tell her stories, talked about many things on her mind, and cried a lot until almost dawn, when the little girl fell into a deep sleep.
Wang Debao is quite happy. If these negative emotions are not vented, it will be troublesome to keep them in his heart.
If I cry now, my sister will become cheerful in the future.
Sure enough, the next morning, my sister got up early humming a song and was obviously in a very, very good mood.
Wang Debao felt very relieved and extremely happy. He felt that everything was moving steadily towards his ideal direction.
Xue Mei brought breakfast, and after the two of them finished eating, she took Wang Yun to her infirmary. Wang Debao, on the other hand, deliberately made his image look miserable and went straight to the steel rolling mill where his second uncle worked.
Throughout the 1980s, the efficiency of the steel rolling mill was very good, and the second uncle even became the monitor of the working class at the steel rolling mill, so the relatives' tolerance for the second aunt was so high.
This is the same logic as when relatives were willing to lend their hard-earned money to Wang Debao's parents... Ordinary people always admire and are willing to follow those who are capable.
After Wang Debao announced his home address and explained his purpose of coming, he came to his second uncle to pay back money, and the people from the security department quickly let him go.
The car crash of Wang Debao's parents, which killed two people, caused quite a stir in the city. Of course the people in the second uncle's workplace knew about it. Since Wang Debao was here to pay back the money, they certainly would not embarrass Wang Debao.
A deputy section chief on duty happened to be there and praised Wang Debao on the spot.
"Young man, I know your family's situation is very difficult, but no matter how difficult it is, it's not the reason for you to be a laity, right? It's not easy for everyone these days. Although your second uncle's welfare is better, the two eldest sons in his family
, one has not yet completed his job, and the other wants to get married soon and has no house, which is also very difficult."
"Now that you know your mistakes and correct them, that's good. I'll take you to Wang Jinxiao."
With that said, the deputy section chief took one of his men and personally led Wang Debao to the door of his second uncle Wang Jinxiao's workshop.
It's less than 15 minutes before roll call for work. The streets on both sides of the factory avenue are full of workers commuting to and from get off work. Looking at them, they are all wearing blue and black work clothes. It is impossible to recognize Wang Jinxiao.
The deputy section chief could only shout loudly, asking Wang Jinxiao to come over quickly, and his nephew came to pay back the money.
Good guys, when the workers at the steel rolling mill heard that Lao Wang's nephew came over to pay back the money, they were all more excited than Wang Jinxiao and almost came over while holding Lao Wang on their backs.
Wang Jinxiao looked reluctant, but he couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm.
Seeing the image of Wang Debao, he was thin and tall, all dirty and ragged, with a shocking wound on his forehead that had just scabbed over. It looked like he had simply applied a little iodophor... Just now he was shouting, "Old Lai, please pay me back quickly."
"The co-workers were silent for a while.
Everyone has heard from Wang Jinxiao and his wife that Lao Lai's nephew refuses to pay back the money, and eats, drinks, whores and gambles every day... But now it seems that Lao Wang's nephew is living a miserable life. What Lao Wang and his wife said seems to be
Not quite the same.
Wang Jinxiao also felt something was wrong and subconsciously wanted to drag Wang Debao away.
However, Wang Jinxiao just ran over and had not grabbed Wang Debao's hand. The next second, Wang Debao made a "pop" and knelt upright at the door of the workshop. Then with lightning speed, he "bang bang" twice, solidly.
He kowtowed twice on the ground.
The newly scabbed wound suddenly burst open, dripping with blood.
"Second uncle, I borrowed five yuan, so I will repay you this much first," Wang Debao cried and shouted: "Tell Second Aunt not to bring people to beat me and my sister. Please, spare my life."
"
Wang Jinxiao's head suddenly buzzed, and his blood rushed to the sky with inspiration.
He instantly realized what Wang Debao was planning to do.
The workers around him were in an uproar as if they had been hit by a bomb, looking at Wang Jinxiao in disbelief... Is this the fucking Lao Lai you are talking about? Are you fucking kidding me? This chapter has been completed!