“I’m telling you, I know exactly what their faces looked like.”
“Jia Dongxu is gone, and the Squad Leader told me to inform the Jia Family. I’m really out of luck…”
Hu Nanpeng revealed the secret as he spoke.
Chen Jianye, however, wasn’t in the mood to listen.
He already knew how the scratch marks on those people’s faces got there.
Jia Zhangshi scratched them, what else could it be?
Moreover, he now needed to understand what the sudden lottery prompt from the system was all about.
Opening the panel, Chen Jianye took a look.
There was no entry for a lottery.
Aside from that sudden system notification sound, Chen Jianye even wondered if something was wrong.
Hu Nanpeng talked for a while, and seeing that Chen Jianye wasn’t interested, he turned to talk to someone else.
'It seems I can only unlock the lottery after my skill upgrades to LV3.'
Chen Jianye fumbled around for a bit, found nothing, and continued working.
Security Section.
Hong Shengcai cautiously signed a document, which a Security Guard handed to Jia Zhangshi across from him.
The document clearly stated the agreement between the Security Section and the Jia Family.
It promised the Jia Family additional subsidies besides the pension , as well as preferential treatment after a Jia Family member took over a position at the Rolling Mill.
In return, the Jia Family was not to cause any more trouble and was strictly forbidden from spreading the contents of this conversation.
If the Jia Family did not abide by the agreement, they would be penalized and the extra subsidies and preferential treatment would be revoked.
Jia Zhangshi wrote her name on the document, then handed it to Qin Huairu for her signature.
The only adults in the Jia Family were the two of them, so naturally, they were the ones who could make decisions.
Once the document was completed, the Security Guard separated the two copies.
One for the Jia Family, one for the Security Section.
“I’ll arrange for someone to send you out later. Let Comrade Jia Dongxu rest in peace as soon as possible.”
Yan Kun forced a smile onto his face.
After more than an hour of haggling, the Jia Family and the Security Section finally reached an agreement on the compensation amount.
Even Yan Kun found Jia Zhangshi's unreasonable antics and stubbornness at the negotiating table to be a major headache.
Fortunately, this matter was finally resolved.
Jia Zhangshi snorted.
“Thank you, Leader. Our Jia Family thanks you for your kindness.”
Qin Huairu replied.
“You’re welcome. Jia Dongxu was an employee of the Rolling Mill. Now that he’s gone, it’s our Rolling Mill’s duty to take care of his family.”
“You must abide by the contents of the document, and make sure to keep it safe.”
Yan Kun said solemnly.
If the document were to leak, the Security Section would certainly disavow it, and then Hong Shengcai would have to take the blame, with the story being that Hong Shengcai had made the agreement with the Jia Family privately.
Therefore, Yan Kun didn't sign this document; instead, Hong Shengcai, the second-in-command of the Security Section, signed it.
“Leader, rest assured, we understand.”
Qin Huairu folded the document neatly and put it in her pocket.
The group walked out together.
A Security Guard came over with a thick cloth bag and handed it to Yan Kun.
“The pension and subsidy promised to the Jia Family are all here. You can count them.”
Yan Kun handed over the cloth bag.
Jia Zhangshi’s eyes lit up, and she snatched it.
She eyed Qin Huairu defensively, turned her back, opened the cloth bag, and quickly counted the money, wetting her finger with saliva.
The people from the Security Section waited patiently.
They had already spent the whole morning, so a little more time wouldn't hurt.
Soon, Jia Zhangshi finished counting the money and stuffed the cloth bag into her autumn clothes, which were clinging to her belly: “I have another matter.”
“What is it? Just say it.”
Yan Kun said kindly.
“I want to hold a banquet tonight for my son’s burial.”
“Can you help me call Yi Zhonghai over? He’s the First Master of the Courtyard, so he needs to arrange this.”
Jia Zhangshi said earnestly.
Yan Kun’s eyebrows twitched. It was hard to imagine Jia Zhangshi making such a request at this time.
You just beat someone up, and now you're asking them for help?
What are you thinking, Auntie?
Hong Shengcai’s expression was even more colorful.
He thought to himself, 'You just scratched Yi Zhonghai's face all up, and now you want Yi Zhonghai to help you.'
Is Yi Zhonghai your pet dog?
Even a pet dog needs a bone to wag its tail.
Despite his thoughts, Hong Shengcai still called a Security Guard over and told him to drive the sidecar to the Workshop to pick up the person.
Not long after, Yi Zhonghai arrived in the sidecar.
“Lao Yi, go find Sha Zhu later and tell him about the banquet tonight.”
“Then go to the school to find Old Yan and have him record the gift ledger tonight.”
“You can arrange the others as you see fit.”
Jia Zhangshi commanded imperiously.
Yi Zhonghai listened, completely bewildered, looked at the Security Section Leader, and said nothing.
“This is a matter for your Courtyard. You can discuss it yourselves; you don’t need to involve us.”
Yan Kun quickly distanced himself from responsibility.
Having finally settled the Jia Family's affairs, he didn't want to get involved with them again.
“If there are no problems, I’ll head back to the Courtyard first. You are Dongxu’s Master, so please put in more effort and handle Dongxu’s affairs well.”
Jia Zhangshi waved her hand.
“Jia Family Sister-in-law, what do you mean, you’re holding the banquet tonight?”
Yi Zhonghai took a long time to react.
“Yes, let Dongxu rest in peace as soon as possible.”
Jia Zhangshi replied.
“You want me to handle this?”
Yi Zhonghai asked again, his voice tinged with disbelief.
“Yes, you are Dongxu’s Master and the First Master of the Courtyard. You handled the Chen Family’s affairs, so of course you should handle my Jia Family’s affairs.”
Jia Zhangshi said as if it were a matter of course.
“Chen Family’s Aunt didn’t scratch my face like this.”
Yi Zhonghai’s anger flared, and he pointed to his face.
“Oh, that’s in the past. You’re a grown man, be more open-minded.”
Jia Zhangshi said indifferently, “Although you’re a bit unsightly now, I haven’t disliked you, have I?”
“You! You goddamned!”
Yi Zhonghai pointed at Jia Zhangshi, his body trembling.
It was only because the factory Leaders were nearby, otherwise Yi Zhonghai would have cursed Jia Zhangshi's ancestors for eighteen generations.
“I can’t do this job today. If there’s anything, we can talk after I get off work.”
Without waiting for Jia Zhangshi to speak, Yi Zhonghai threw down the harsh words and turned to leave.
“Drive and send Master Yi back.”
Hong Shengcai instructed the Security Guard.
“Heh, this old bastard, as soon as Dongxu is gone, he doesn’t take my Jia Family seriously anymore.”
Jia Zhangshi gritted her teeth and cursed.
The two Leaders from the Security Section beside her, one looked up at the sky, the other down at the ground, pretending not to hear.
“Comrade Hong Shengcai, please take the Jia Family back to their residence.”
Yan Kun said with a smile.
“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure it’s done well.”
Hong Shengcai nodded in agreement, immediately picking three Security Guards to follow him.
One person was responsible for pulling the cart, and two were responsible for handling emergencies.
The group walked towards the Rolling Mill’s main gate.
Outside the factory gate, Jia Zhangshi saw Old Ding leaning against a big tree, sleeping.
“Old Ding, let’s go!”
Jia Zhangshi shouted.
“Oh, already leaving?”
Old Ding blinked awake, saw several Security Guards and the Jia Family standing together, and quickly ran over.
“You don’t need to pull the cart; the Security Guards are pulling it. You just need to come back with us.”
Jia Zhangshi said unhappily.
Old Ding didn't know why Jia Zhangshi was unhappy, so he obediently followed along.
Upon arriving at the Siheyuan (Courtyard).
The flatbed cart stopped at the entrance of the Siheyuan (Courtyard).
“Jia Family Sister-in-law, you’re home. We’re leaving.”
Hong Shengcai said with a smile.
“Wait, move my son to my doorstep before you leave.”
“That old barren Yi Zhonghai deliberately made things difficult for me. If he had been willing to help, you could have just helped me take Dongxu for burial, instead of all this trouble.”
Jia Zhangshi said, clearly annoyed.
Hong Shengcai immediately signaled the Security Guards to move Jia Dongxu.
After finishing the job, he quickly led his men away.
Staying in the Courtyard, Hong Shengcai was afraid that Jia Zhangshi would suddenly decide to assign them more tasks.
That old lady is truly difficult to serve.