Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Sha Zhu laughed loudly, attracting the attention of everyone in the cafeteria. When they saw that there was nothing to worry about, they lowered their heads and got back to work.

"Don't worry, brother. It's okay for me to suffer a little injustice, but it's absolutely unacceptable for Guo Dapiezi to bully Sister Qin."

Dabao stared at Sha Zhu. Sha Zhu had obvious shortcomings as well as obvious strengths. He was kind and righteous like an old Beijinger, and of course, he was also a bit of a gossip.

Dabao smiled and patted his shoulder, picked up the letter of apology and tore it in half.

Sha Zhu was stunned: "Why are you arguing with me? Well, it's all in vain. I spent most of the day writing."

Dabao put his arm around Shazhu's shoulders and grinned: "I did nothing wrong, why should I write a letter of apology?"

Sha Zhu chuckled and said, "Didn't I just give Guo Dapiezi two slaps in the face?"

"Shouldn't I fight?"

"That guy definitely deserves a beating. He deserves a beating."

"Yes, since it's worth fighting, there's nothing wrong with that. Let's go."

Sha Zhu was confused: "Where are you going?"

Dabao laughed and said: "Go slap her twice more!"

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In workshop nine, Qin Huairu was struggling to move large iron blocks. She was more than four months pregnant and her pregnancy was a little obvious. She had to bend over with great effort. She really couldn't lift the large iron blocks, the small ones weighed more than ten pounds, and the big ones weighed more than thirty pounds.

Guo Dapiezi, who was in his early forties and had a big donkey face, sat aside, smoking and drinking tea, and said without raising his head or opening his eyes: "I say, Widow Qin, everyone in this workshop has a quota for work. You have no skills, so you can only do manual labor.

I won't give you a fixed quota, I just ask you to supply Lao Wang with materials. If you can't supply them, he won't be able to complete the production task, and you will all have to work overtime. There's nothing we can do about it; the factory doesn't want idle people."

Qin Huairu straightened her back and wiped the sweat off her face. She didn't even glance at Guo Dapiezi. Who made her a widow? Who made her have no one to rely on?

She also thought about giving in. After all, she was not a virgin, so she just thought of it as being bitten by a dog. But then she thought again, it was not worth it. If she loosened her belt, she would never be able to fasten it again in this factory.

So she gritted her teeth and persevered, preferring to die of exhaustion rather than have anyone poke her in the back.

The material collector in the workshop was a young man, also surnamed Guo, and was Guo Dapiezi's distant nephew. He walked over, stood next to Guo Dapiezi, picked up a cigarette on the table, lit it, and spoke slowly.

"Qin Huairu, why are you pretending to be so serious? You've already given birth to two children and you're pregnant with another. Even in this state, why are you still trying to be so strong?

It's your good fortune that my uncle likes you, don't be shameless!

Besides, what is the purpose of this woman? Isn't it to make men happy? If the man is happy, won't you feel comfortable too?

Are you still carrying iron blocks here? You are so stubborn. Your husband is dead and you have nothing to do. If you rely on my uncle, who is your family, will you have to worry about food and clothing in the future? "

Guo Dapiezi laughed heartily: "San'er is telling the truth. Widow Qin, as long as you are obedient and treat me well, I will definitely transfer you back to the warehouse immediately. If you want to be a custodian, then be a custodian..."

At this time, someone spoke at the door not far away: "Brother Zhu, look at these two grandsons, what's the difference between them and the foremen and lackeys in the old society? They are equally vicious and mean!"

Guo Dapiezi slammed the table, shaking the teacup off it. He stood up, turned around, and shouted, "Who the hell is that? Who are you calling the foreman's lackey? Are you looking for death?"

The big iron gate of the workshop was suddenly pulled open. This big iron gate was only opened when people went to and from get off work every day. At other times, people had to go through the small door on the big iron gate.

Qin Dabao walked in with his hands behind his back, followed by Sha Zhu.

When Guo Dapiezi saw the police, he was stunned. Then he looked at Sha Zhu behind him and was a little scared. This chef was really a tiger. He slapped him twice the day before yesterday and his face was still numb.

"Silly Zhu! What are you doing in my workshop? I tell you, if you hit me again, you'll be fired."

Sha Zhu laughed slyly: "Don't worry, Guo Dapiaozi, I will definitely not beat you up today."

"This, this is what you said. A man's spit is as good as nails. You can't hit me again."

Qin Huairu was in tears. She didn't expect her uncle to come.

Xiao Guo was a man of few tacts, and he had never dealt with the police before. He stepped forward and pointed at Dabao: "Who are you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a crisp sound of "Ka Ba" and Xiao Guo's fingers were broken by Dabao. Before he could scream, Dabao kicked him three meters away. He lay on the ground, holding his stomach and unable to make a sound. Beads of sweat on his forehead fell to the ground like threads.

Guo Da Piezi was so frightened that he jumped onto the chair with a cry of "Oh my god!"

Their howling attracted all the people working in the workshop.

Dabao waved to Qin Huairu, who quickly ran over: "Uncle."

Dabao pointed at Guo Dapiezi with his chin and said, "Is this grandson giving you trouble again?"

Qin Huairu nodded without saying anything, tears falling one by one.

Qin Dabao took two steps forward and kicked Guo Dapiezi down with a whip kick. The ninth workshop was full of iron blocks. Guo Dapiezi fell on an iron block and bit the iron with his mouth. His four front teeth flew out at that moment and he screamed in pain.

The workers in the workshop were shocked and didn't dare to step forward. They all asked Sha Zhu what was going on.

Sha Zhu was so relieved: "This is the end of Guo Dapiezi's life. He has been giving Qin Huairu a hard time all day, and now the elders have come to our house. This policeman is my neighbor and also Qin Huairu's uncle."

He was concerned about Qin Huairu's reputation, so of course he couldn't accuse Guo Da Piezi of being a hooligan. But who in the workshop didn't know what was going on? The topic these past two days had been Guo Da Piezi's flirting with the young widow...

Qin Dabao grabbed Guo Dapiezi and Xiao Guo by the hair, one in each hand, and dragged them out. The smart people in the workshop had already run to the office building to report the news.

The workshop was filled with the smell of engine oil and rust. Only when he came out did Dabao breathe a sigh of relief and breathe in the fresh air.

Guo Dapiezi covered his bleeding mouth and struggled desperately. He had really lost face today.

"Let me go, you four-year-old? Let me go..." Guo Dapiezi was crying. He saw everyone in the workshop coming out, but no one came forward to speak for him. Only then did he realize how unpopular he was.

There are roads outside each workshop of the steel rolling mill. The asphalt road is quite wide and can accommodate two large trucks in parallel. This is mainly for the convenience of transporting steel.

Dabao threw them both into the middle of the road with one effort. He brushed the hair off his hands, stepped forward and stepped on Guo Dapiezi's chest. He didn't step on his face because he was afraid that the blood in Guo Dapiezi's mouth would rub on his leather shoes.

"How old are you? What are you feeding your nest?" He has no teeth, his mouth is leaking air, and he speaks with a lisp.

Dabao said contemptuously: "With your appearance, you still dare to bully men and women?"

"I have no reason to do so. You are wrongly accusing me."

"I wronged you? Come, tell me, what happened to Qin Huairu?"

"Wo, Wo Bujidao (I don't know) what's going on."

"You don't know? You don't know why my niece quit her job as a custodian and was transferred to your workshop to move iron blocks? You let a pregnant woman move iron blocks? Are you still human? Speak, are you human?"

"Wo, wo..." Guo Dapiezi then realized that it was Qin Huairu's uncle who came to settle the score with him. He was so regretful. If he had known that the widow Qin had such a strong backer, he would never have dared to have such evil thoughts.

Qin Dabao turned to look at Xiao Guo, who was still gasping for breath. His stomach felt extremely uncomfortable, as if all his internal organs were out of place.

"You, tell me what's going on?"

Xiao Guo glanced at his uncle secretly, but he didn't dare to say it, otherwise his uncle would beat him to death.

Dabao kicked him, but not very hard. He knew the strength of the kick, at least 50% of the force. If he used a little more strength, he could kick the man to death.

But this light kick had frightened Xiao Guo to death. He desperately shouted: "Stop kicking me, I'll tell you what I'm saying..."