Rebirth Seventy Splendid Years

Su Mei walked a few steps quickly, and shouted at Han Jingchuan: "Brother Han!"

Han Jingchuan had seen her a long time ago, his expression didn't change, and he didn't carry her luggage. Su Mei only said to pick up someone, but didn't say she wanted to carry her luggage.

He turned around and left without saying a word. Yang Wei staggered out with his bag in his hand and shouted loudly, "Xiaomei, what are you doing so fast? Who will pick you up? Why don't you go home with me?" My dad drove over and was outside..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and Yang Wei looked at Han Jingchuan tremblingly. This man's eyes were even sharper than that of Chang Lianchang, and he could hardly see him. How could Su Mei know this kind of person who came out of the underworld?
"Xiaomei, what is this?"

Although Yang Wei was afraid, he mustered up the courage to inquire about Han Jingchuan's identity. He came to pick up Su Mei in the middle of the night. The relationship must be unusual. Could it be the big brother Han on the phone?
"I'm a friend, you go home, I'm leaving."

Su Mei didn't want to say more, and she didn't want to meet this guy again in the future. In this life, she and Yang Wei won't meet again, and each is safe.

But Yang Wei was reluctant to let go, he still wanted to have an affair with Su Mei.

"Xiaomei, don't forget to go to the textile factory to report!" Yang Wei didn't bother, and he will work in the same factory in the future, and there will be opportunities to meet each other.

He acted like a baby with his father again, and arranged Su Mei and him in the same office, preferably an office with only him and Xiaomei, a lonely man and a widow, living together in the same room, surely they would be able to fall in love for a long time.

Anyway, he only wants to marry Xiaomei, other vulgar fans are not good enough for him.

Su Mei replied lightly, she would definitely go to the textile factory to report, and she had to go to work for a few days, and then she sold her position, her future would definitely not be in the textile factory.

And don't look at the prosperity of the textile factory now, many people want to squeeze in with their heads sharpened, especially the girls in the textile factory, who are more popular than the teachers, and they have a wider range of choices when looking for a partner, because the wages of the textile factory are high. , Counting overtime pay and bonuses, an ordinary female worker can earn about 58 yuan a month, while the best lathe worker in a machine tool factory only earns [-] yuan a month.

The salary of an ordinary teacher is only more than 30 yuan, which is naturally not as good as that of a female textile worker, so there is no need to worry about not being able to sell the seat.

However, the glory of textile factories has only lasted for a few years. It began to decline in the late 80s. In the 90s, many state-owned textile factories either went bankrupt and reorganized, or were acquired by capital. The wave of layoffs in the 90s first started from textile factories.

The female textile workers that everyone envied in the past became laid-off workers with only a few tens of living expenses in the 90s. They worked as cleaners, babysitters, set up street stalls, opened small shops, etc., and all had to find their own way out by themselves. Very hard.

Su Mei is well aware of those years. In her previous life, she was an inmate in the prison. Everyone called her Hongjie. She was a laid-off female worker. A few middle-aged and young ladies who still have charm, do business without capital.

She went in and out several times, the police station couldn't do anything about her, and Sister Hong didn't care, saying that she didn't steal or rob, she made money by herself, and comforted many lonely and lost old men. Persuading a man who failed in business and wanted to commit suicide!

Because of her warm and considerate service, the asking price is not high. Later, when she knew that the man wanted to commit suicide, Sister Hong didn't ask for a penny, so she even cooked him supper. There is still true love in the world, so I am ready to go all out and fight again.

Unexpectedly, this man's luck is really good, it really made him successful, and he became a regular customer of Hong Jie, and he didn't do anything every time he came, just chatting and leaving some money.

Therefore, Sister Hong felt that she was a good person, and it was wrong for the police to arrest her.

Of course, she dared not say such things to the police. Every time she came in, she behaved well and worked hard. What she committed was not a major one. She would be released after a few months at most. Business, the police can't do anything about her old fritters.

Su Mei couldn't help laughing. In fact, her inmates were all wonderful people. After she settled down, she had to look for them, hoping to prevent them from committing crimes.

Those inmates were actually forced to do nothing, no one is born to want to commit a crime.

Su Mei heard about the layoff of the textile factory from Sister Hong. Sister Hong scolded the leaders of the textile factory like her grandson, saying that those people only cared about their own enjoyment and brought down a good factory and killed the workers in the whole factory. No food to eat, no way to survive.

Therefore, her future will definitely not be in a textile factory, she will go to university.

But also to be a rich generation.

Making a fortune and going to college are the same thing.

Han Jingchuan glanced at her. The girl didn't know what she was thinking just now. She seemed to be in a good mood. He asked in a low voice, "Go home?"

Su Mei shook her head, "It's too late now, I'll stay at the guest house near the machine tool factory."

She has a document for returning to the city, so she should be able to live in a guest house based on this.

Now in the middle of the night, she doesn't want to go back to Su's house, and she has to think about tactics, she must make trouble when she goes back.

Han Jingchuan didn't say anything, and was about to go for a ride. Su Mei trotted behind. She couldn't run fast with her luggage, and she was wearing a thick padded jacket, so she was sweating very quickly.

"Brother Han, wait for me!"

Su Mei couldn't help screaming, and secretly complained that Han Jingchuan was a straight man of 24 titanium alloy. He didn't help her with her luggage, and didn't wait for her, so he just walked forward, and he walked very fast. object.

However, she was very grateful that Han Jingchuan could come to pick her up, so let's ignore other minor problems, since she is not a delicate person anyway.

Han Jingchuan stopped, turned his head and saw Su Mei running like a crab, he couldn't help frowning, women are really troublesome.

He walked over to pick up Su Mei's luggage, it was only so heavy that he could lift it with one finger, but Su Mei was like lifting a mountain. Seeing this girl stabbing his good nephew that day, she had a lot of strength .

"Thank you Brother Han!"

Su Mei breathed a sigh of relief. After several days of riding the train, she was exhausted, and it was really strenuous to carry her luggage.

Han Jingchuan got on the bike, pointed his toes on the ground, and signaled Su Mei to get on the bike.

Su Mei got into the car, carrying luggage with one hand, and holding the back seat with the other hand. Han Jingchuan just rode the bike, and after riding a few steps, he bumped into the bluffing Yang family.

Almost the entire Yang family was mobilized, Yang Wei's parents, and his three older sisters, surrounded this precious lump of Yang Wei in the center to greet him, especially Yang's mother, who burst into tears, feeling distressed that her son had become dark and thin.

"When you go back, mom will make you a tonic soup. Make a good tonic. I won't go to that damn place again. It's all your father's fault, saying that young people need to exercise. Look at how my Wei Er has been trained."

Yang's mother complained bitterly, and from time to time she glanced at her husband. Yang's father was of medium height, thin, and wore gold-rimmed glasses. His appearance was seven or eight times like that of his son. Of course, he also felt sorry for his son, but he said: "Young people should suffer a little bit. As my son, I must go to the most difficult front line."