The mold worker dropped the tool in his hand and ran backward frantically, howling.
"Don't yell, are you crazy?!"
"Quick, call the Squad Leader."
Another mold worker also looked terrified.
However, he was older and had seen more industrial accidents, so he could remain calm.
The Rolling Mill has clear regulations that the immediate superior Leader must be notified when an industrial accident occurs.
Chen Jianye heard the shouts from behind him, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Good riddance.
He still remembered that when Chen Tuntian, the pillar of the Chen Family, died at the Rolling Mill, Jia Dongxu made sarcastic remarks, saying that the Chen Family had dug into public funds.
The compensation paid by the Rolling Mill to the Chen Family for the pension came from the factory's profits.
Originally, this money should have been distributed to the employees of the Rolling Mill.
With the pension given to the Chen Family, the money the factory gave to Jia Dongxu was reduced.
Therefore, a part of the Chen Family's pension was contributed by Jia Dongxu.
Chen Mother was very angry and sad about Jia Dongxu's words.
The Jia even took advantage of the Chen Family's funeral to steal items from the Chen Family.
Chen Mother was too grief-stricken and died of illness; it could be said that the Jia bore one-third of the responsibility.
Chen Jianye hated Yi Zhonghai the most, followed by the Jia.
Jia Dongxu had troubled him repeatedly, and now Chen Jianye finally got his revenge.
Returning to the Team Leader, Chen Jianye exchanged a few words with Wang Lif, then resumed his work normally.
At the same time, the Squad Leader of the mold team looked at Jia Dongxu, who was lying peacefully asleep on the mold, and sweat beaded on his face.
"What's going on?"
"Why is this person lying on our mold?"
The mold Squad Leader growled.
"Neither of us saw it, and we don't know how this person ended up on the mold."
The operating mold worker explained, lowering his head.
"Who is this person? Does anyone recognize him?"
The mold Squad Leader asked quickly.
The people in the mold team all shook their heads.
This person's head was flattened like a book; no one could tell who he was.
"I'll go report to the Leader first. You all cordon off the area, don't let anyone see, and don't spread the word."
The mold Squad Leader warned solemnly.
He informed the Workshop Director of the situation, and the Workshop Director called the Director of the Security Section.
Soon, more than ten Leaders gathered around the mold.
"How did someone die again? Can't you take safety production seriously!"
The Workshop Director roared.
The subordinate Leaders beside him all lowered their heads.
"What are you waiting for? Call all the Squad Leaders over and have them identify this person first."
"Please ask the Comrades from the Security Section to analyze the cause and formulate measures."
"In an hour, I need to report the situation to Director Yang."
The Workshop Director arranged various matters.
Someone dying had a very bad impact, and it was necessary to figure out how he died and how to prevent it in the future.
As for compensation, the Workshop Director did not need to interfere; he could leave it all to the Security Section.
"Our people investigated the scene, and it seems some oil leaked onto the road, and this person just stepped on it and slipped to the side of the mold."
"He was just unlucky."
A Leader from the Security Section said.
"His bad luck is over; I'm the one who's truly unlucky."
The Workshop Director wanted to cry but had no tears.
Within a single quarter, two people had died in the Workshop under his jurisdiction.
Basically, he had no chance of promotion.
His future was ruined.
"Alas, there's nothing to be done."
The Leader of the Security Section expressed deep sympathy.
But that's how things are in the world; you never know which comes first, accident or suddenness.
The Team Leaders in the Workshop were all called over and gathered at the mold team.
Three small Squad Leaders formed a group, or had the opportunity to observe Jia Dongxu's body up close.
It was necessary to confirm who the person crushed by the mold was before they could provide targeted care and condolences to his family.
"Oh, damn it."
Wang Lif saw Jia Dongxu's headless body and felt it looked more and more like him, so he couldn't help but curse.
The Team Leader he led had already experienced a serious accident last month.
If it happened again, Wang Lif couldn't bear it.
But upon closer inspection of the person lying on the mold, who else could it be but Jia Dongxu?
The clothes he wore, his shoes, and his physique all matched.
"How is it, Lif? Did you find anything?"
The Workshop Director asked anxiously.
"This person should be Jia Dongxu from our team. There's a person named Chen Tuntian in his Courtyard who just had an accident and died last month."
Wang Lif said somewhat numbly.
"Alright, your team really has a lot of talents."
The Workshop Director glared at Wang Lif, his heart burning with anger.
His meaning was, how much trouble has your team caused me?
His time as Workshop Director was over, and Wang Lif's time as Team Leader was naturally also over.
"Director, I will definitely handle it properly."
Wang Lif felt his scalp tingle.
People dying in his team one after another, even he wondered if his team's feng shui was bad.
Or if they had provoked something unclean somewhere.
Only people from his team were dying.
It would be fine if people from other teams died, but they were all concentrated in my team, I can't handle it.
"You don't need to handle it properly. You just get this person... what was his name again?"
The Workshop Director asked again.
"Jia Dongxu, Jia Dongxu."
Wang Lif said quickly.
"Retrieve Jia Dongxu's information and give it to the Comrades from the Security Section."
"Then you stand back and be on call."
The Workshop Director said weakly.
"Okay, Director, I'll get to it."
Wang Lif rushed back to the Team Leader, opened the Team Leader's filing cabinet, rummaged through it, then grabbed a folder and ran out.
And his performance was all observed by Chen Jianye.
'They're starting to pull Jia Dongxu's information. After the scene is dealt with, I guess it'll be Yi Zhonghai's turn to notify the Jia.'
Chen Jianye went through the process in his mind and continued with his work.
After sending off Jia Dongxu, Chen Jianye had three things on his mind: work, gain experience, and upgrade.
Everything else was secondary.
After a while, Wang Lif came back again.
He specifically waved to Yi Zhonghai.
"Squad Leader, is there any news about Jia Dongxu's Carpentry assessment?"
Yi Zhonghai asked with a smile.
By his calculations, the assessment results would be out in the afternoon.
Jia Dongxu hadn't returned yet, so he must have been confident and gone to celebrate with friends.
Yi Zhonghai knew it clearly.
Or rather, he had already made thorough arrangements for Jia Dongxu in his mind.
"There is some news about Jia Dongxu. Prepare yourself mentally first; I hope you can handle it."
Wang Lif whispered.
"Tell me, I can definitely handle it."
"Dongxu should indeed achieve something."
Yi Zhonghai had a smile on his face, thinking Wang Lif was going to tell him about Jia Dongxu's successful promotion.
"Jia Dongxu... is gone."
Wang Lif leaned closer and whispered.
"What's gone? He didn't pass the Carpentry exam?"
Yi Zhonghai immediately became a little unhappy.
"It's not about the exam. Jia Dongxu, he's gone."
Wang Lif repeated.
"What?"
Yi Zhonghai looked incredulous.
He's gone?
Jia Dongxu died?
How could that be?
He was so young, not even thirty yet; he could at least live for another thirty years without much problem.
He was still counting on Jia Dongxu to support him in his old age.
"Listen carefully; don't make me say it again."
"Jia Dongxu, he's gone!"
Wang Lif said seriously.
Thud!
Yi Zhonghai trembled, as if all the strength had been drained from his body, and his bottom directly hit the ground.
Jia Dongxu was gone.
Then what about Yi Zhonghai's efforts?
He finally found an apprentice, cultivated him for several years, and now he was gone just like that.
What about his arrangements for old age?
"Master Yi, please get up and sit properly. Now that Jia Dongxu is gone, you have a lot of work to do."
Wang Lif encouraged.
"What work?"
Yi Zhonghai replied with difficulty.
In his mind, only the words "Jia Dongxu is gone" kept swirling.
When he went to take the Carpentry exam, Jia Dongxu was clearly confident and enthusiastic.
And in a blink of an eye, he was gone?
Too fast, wasn't it?
"You and Jia Dongxu have a Master-apprentice relationship, and you live in the same Courtyard as the Jia."
"I want you to notify the family members and at the same time comfort them, that the Rolling Mill will give them an explanation."
"I hope they don't grieve too much and pull themselves together."
Wang Lif stated his request.
He felt that Yi Zhonghai was definitely the most suitable person for this matter.