() Among the dozen branches of the Xinjiang General Factory, the three major factories of Hongji, Shuanghe and Qingshi are undoubtedly the most important ones. Hongji has always had more people, Shuanghe has more money, and Qingshi has always had more people.
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The red machine factory has nearly 3,000 employees and once had an annual output value of nearly 50 million. Although the operating conditions have deteriorated in the past two years, the output value has dropped to more than 30 million, with continuous losses, but the scale, especially the number of employees, is there. Under the leadership of the main factory
It's still very important there.
Shuanghe Factory has only more than a thousand employees, which is similar to other smaller branches. However, the company's operating conditions are the best, with an annual output value of more than 30 million. The company's profits are good, and the leaders of the main factory also think highly of it.
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The Qingshi Factory has more than 2,000 employees and is in good operating condition, with an annual output value of around 30 million. Although it ranks second in both indicators, it is still ranked first in terms of overall strength.
As for other branch factories, including the Red Shipyard, the number of employees is basically around a thousand, and the output value is in the millions or tens of millions. Although there are one or two of them that are profitable, in general they are all small and medium-sized.
It is a "three-no" enterprise that has no benefits and no future.
Like Li Dongyu, Shao Taiming is also the son of a factory leader at Shuanghe Factory. People like them are naturally arrogant regardless of their tutoring.
Shao Taiming is also a student of Chongxian Middle School. He considers himself to be a few grades higher than the students here in Xinjiang. When faced with a local farmer like Lu Yang who had just moved his small factory, he originally had a strong sense of psychological superiority, but in the end he suffered a series of blows.
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At this time, he felt that he had lost a lot of face, and Shao Taiming wanted to play a big game to get his face back.
At this time, the gambling culture among classmates had not yet formed. The so-called gambling was of course gambling with game currency.
Shao Taiming looked at Lu Yang's smiling face and said viciously: "Bet five game coins in each round, and the KO will be doubled!"
Street Fighter wins two out of three games. If you win two straight games, it will cost twenty game coins. In these days, adults can only play mahjong for a few cents. This is a lot of gambling money.
Shao Taiming considers himself to be of a higher level than Lu Yang. He can win a lot if the opponent dares to play, and he can regain face even if the opponent dares not to play.
But after Shao Taiming said the words, he immediately felt a little puzzled. Not only did Lu Yang show no reaction, but most of the students in the game hall didn't have the surprised expressions he expected.
"It's just for fun," Lu Yang smiled, shook his head, and said, "We are all students and haven't made any money yet. Gambling is not good."
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Hearing Lu Yang's words, Shao Taiming felt so angry that he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
When this guy said it, he seemed like a gambler who couldn't afford to lose. How could his beloved son, Shao Taiming, be so useless?
"Hongliang!"
Lu Yang raised his voice and yelled at Peng Hongliang who had stopped playing. He peeked at the situation here and said, "I'm leaving first. You can use these game coins to play."
Naturally, Lu Yang no longer cared about pretending to be Grandet at this time. Lu Yang greeted Shao Taiming's surprise with a smile. He also took out the twenty-odd game coins from his right trouser pocket and placed them on the arcade machine.
Lu Yang stood up and left. Before going out, he nodded to Wen Tian, who was always smiling, which made him smile even brighter.
"How big of a charge is that? If someone buys a hundred game coins at a time, why are they afraid of gambling with you?"
"That's it. How dare you pretend to be reckless when you buy fifty game coins for ten yuan!"
Most of the students in the game hall couldn't stand Shao Taiming's arrogant face. At this time, whether they knew Shao Taiming or not, they were all talking quietly.
One hundred game coins?
Before Shao Taiming came back to his senses, Dong Daming pitifully held the ten-dollar note and said in a low voice: "Cousin, the price has increased here, four for one dollar!"
Price increased?
When Shao Taiming heard these words, he realized that he had been greatly embarrassed in front of a group of Xinjiang students that he usually looked down upon.
Naturally, he didn't only have ten dollars on him, but he hadn't been here recently so he thought it was just the original price.
Li Dongyu and several other classmates also reacted at this time. Seeing Shao Taiming's ugly face, they quickly came over to comfort him.
Shao Taiming came to his senses, gave Dong Daming a hateful look, stood up suddenly and chased him out. Li Dongyu and others quickly followed him out the door.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, and the blue sky, which had not seen much coal dust in Xinjiang General Factory these days, was dyed with a glow.
Li Dongyu followed Lu Yang's back and saw three familiar figures opposite him, especially the girl on the right who was wearing a red dress and smiling sweetly, which made his eyes brighten, but then he saw the face of the person on the left clearly.
He was slightly stunned.
At this time, several people came closer. Li Dongyu did not join the others and stand outside like the girls who were under the street trees before. Instead, he followed Shao Taiming to the side of three familiar figures.
Walking closer, Li Dongyu found that Shao Taiming beside him was trembling all over. Then he saw the girl in red whom he admired and the squad leader Zou Mengyuan, who had a stinker face, in a white dress. The princess of the class's publicity committee, her eyes were filled with emotion at this moment.
Wu, with an excited expression, didn't care about the people around him at all. He just tightly held the sleeves of Lu Yang, who had a calm expression.
"Brother Yang, let's talk, okay?"
The gentle pleading girl's voice trembled slightly, enough to melt the highest snow-capped mountains in the world.
Lu Yang's heart twisted, and the pain flowed through every blood vessel in his body along with the surging blood, and swept through every nerve in his body.
It still hurts...
Still can't forget it?
Lu Yang smiled bitterly in his heart, but his expression became more and more dull. He did not look at the princess, whose eyes had begun to shed tears because of him, but looked at the two people around her.
The boy on the right has a square face, a burly figure, and a sense of strength in his every move. He is wearing a casual black shirt and trousers, which hides his violent temperament.
Lu Yang is very familiar with this person. Zou Mengyuan, the squad leader of Class 1 of the current junior high school, is well-known throughout Xinjiang at this time. He is the son of the wrinkle factory director of the Qingshi Factory of the three major factories. He has a strict upbringing and good grades. He is not the kind of person who doesn't learn.
It seems that a playboy with no skills will be admitted to a very good university in the future.
At this moment, Zou Mengyuan's eyebrows were furrowed and he stared at Lu Yang with a hesitant expression and an annoyed expression, obviously treating him as a love rival.
Of course Lu Yang knew that Zou Mengyuan liked the princess. At this time, there were too many male classmates in the children's school who liked the princess and Jiang Ling beside her, but not many thought they were qualified to pursue her and took action.
In the previous life, the princess also tried to bring Lu Yang into her circle. He was once proud and arrogant, so naturally he was not used to being a passerby around these people, and occasionally suffered the critical and disdainful looks of others.
After that, Lu Yang went to social life, and the distance between the two parties became even greater. He was unfamiliar with most of the people in front of him, including Shao Taiming, whom he only knew before.
All Lu Yang's memories of the princess in his previous life ended after the third grade of junior high school. At that time, the princess, Zou Mengyuan, and Jiang Ling all went to Chongxian Middle School to study, and a prostitute like him could only hang out in Xinjiang Children's Middle School. His parents and
The leaders of other factories have little contact with each other, so the distance between the two parties is naturally getting farther and farther.
Due to his miserable life, Lu Yang never contacted his former classmates, and he didn't know what would happen to the princess in the future. He only knew that he didn't seem to be with people like Zou Mengyuan and Shao Taiming.
Lu Yang ignored Zou Mengyuan's angry gaze. Anyway, he and the other party were not on the same level from now on. His eyes glanced at the girl in red next to the princess.
Completely different from the innocent princess, Jiang Ling belongs to Wu Meiniang's type. She is only fourteen or fifteen years old in front of her, but her body has already developed into a curvy shape. Although the style of the red dress is quite conservative, the pair of breasts on her chest are quite large.
The plumpness of her breasts was still clearly visible, coupled with her melon-seed face that seemed both angry and happy, and the beauty mark on the end of her nose, so that although she deliberately kept a cold expression, her soft eyes that contained questions and curiosity,
It is easy for Lu Yang to think that she is seducing him.
Beauties have had a bad fate since ancient times. Compared to the unknown fate of the princess, Lu Yang is very aware of Jiang Ling's tragedy.
After all, that incident happened just a few years later. It was considered a big news at the time, and all kinds of rumors spread widely.
Lu Yang glanced at Li Dongyu, who was standing next to Jiang Ling. This bespectacled scholar had very good grades, but he was too soft-hearted.
There are many versions of the rumor. One of the clearer versions is that after the graduation party of the senior year of Chongxian Middle School, Li Dongyu, who was admitted to Beidu University, took Jiang Ling to the riverside to confess his love, but was rejected. Later, the two met a gangster on the way home.
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Jiang Ling, who had been admitted to a dance academy in Beidu, jumped into the river that night and ended her young life.
It is said that Li Dongyu was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, but it was nothing serious, but Lu Yang didn't know what would happen to him later.
When Jiang Ling was lightly swept by the other party's eyes, Jiang Ling felt strange in her heart.
Is the handsome boy in front of me the princess's childhood sweetheart?
After meeting the princess two years ago, Jiang Ling heard the name Lu Yang from time to time from her friends. The brother Yang who she never forgot about in her friends' mouths also made her very curious.
Now I see that he is indeed an eye-catching boy. His clean and handsome face, handsome and well-fitting clothes, coupled with his gentle and confident eyes, can easily impress girls.
Several female classmates behind him had even forgotten their shared hatred and hatred, and were secretly discussing Lu Yang's appearance and dress.
But what about the pity contained in the other person's glance just now?
Jiang Ling grew up in a good family. Although she was not very talented in studies, with her artistic expertise, she never felt inferior to her peers.
Today, she met Lu Yang, who didn't know why he wanted to hurt her best friend's heart. At this moment, his indifferent eyes made her feel that she couldn't see the pride of the other person even though she was looking up.
How strange!
Lu Yang withdrew his gaze and looked calmly at the princess whose tears had turned into tears.
The concubine whom she had secretly sworn to protect for the rest of her life since she was a child was crying because of herself at this moment.
Lu Yang's breathing became slower and slower, and he felt that he could no longer suppress his heart that was about to burst.
Facing Jiang Yuan, Lu Yang dared to say loudly that I will chase you.
Facing Wei Zhixiu, Lu Yang was not afraid to say that he would make you happy.
Even when facing Lu Weiyang, Lu Yang dared to explore Lu Weiyang's figure without restraint.
There is only the girl in front of him, this childhood sweetheart who was once a stranger. Even though he is wearing the armor of rebirth and holding the sword of fate, Lu Yang doesn't know how to face it.
"Little concubine..."
Lu Yang's expression became more and more calm, covering up his collapsed heart, and said warmly: "We have all grown up, and some things are different."
After saying that, Lu Yang gently pulled away the princess's little hand, leaving behind her tearful face and her shouts.
