Courtyard House: Starting as an eighth-grade worker, with too many wives.

This kind of person will take advantage of any slight. How many times have they suffered at my hands over this long period? How could they possibly let this go?

Back at the steel rolling mill, as soon as I entered the office, a large group of expert engineers rushed in.

"Director Li, you're finally back!" said an elderly engineer wearing thick glasses, holding blueprints with curled edges. "I've been looking for you several times. Please take a look at these formulas—I can't figure them out no matter how I try. How did you arrive at them?"

"Director Li, look at this design. Why did you choose this plan?" Another younger man squeezed in, pointing to the documents in his hand. "I feel it's not quite reasonable, but I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong—it seems to make sense at the same time?"

"Director Li, there's also this one for me—"

The data was provided by the system and is far beyond the current level of technological development.

These people are indeed very knowledgeable, but they still struggle to understand groundbreaking designs.

No matter how detailed the information is, to fully understand it and apply it flexibly is another matter entirely.

"Don't rush. One at a time."

Li Jianguo answered each of their questions one by one.

Time flies by.

the other side.

After inspecting the factory, Director Yang strolled back to his office.

the phone is ringing.

"Director Zhang? What brings you here today to call me?"

He was a little surprised. He had dealt with Director Zhang a few times, and the two got along quite well.

"Director Yang doesn't know yet?"

Director Zhang was taken aback by Director Yang's tone.

"What do you know? Something happened at the factory?"

Factory Director Yang immediately became serious. The factory was large, and there were many trivial matters. But anything that could alarm Director Zhang couldn't be anything good.

"Director Yang, it seems you really don't know. Today, Director Li and a few comrades from your security department helped me crack a gambling case. They arrested quite a few people."

Upon hearing this, Director Yang understood—Li Jianguo had made a contribution.

He was naturally pleased that someone from his own factory had made a contribution. A smile immediately appeared on his face.

"Director Zhang is too kind. We are all citizens of the country, and it is our duty to maintain order."

"Two of the people arrested today are from your steel rolling mill," Director Zhang said. "He called to let you know."

Factory Director Yang's smile froze.

"I understand. Thank you, Director Zhang. This kind of person absolutely cannot be tolerated. The factory will hold a meeting immediately to discuss how to handle this."

The factory has repeatedly emphasized that gambling is strictly prohibited. And yet, some people still ignore his warnings?

This kind of person doesn't deserve to stay in the factory. Perfect—make an example of him.

"It's good that Director Yang knows. I have to go to the hospital in a bit. Oh, and I also need to let you know about this."

Director Zhang suddenly remembered Jia Dongxu and added another sentence.

"No matter what, he used to work at your factory."

"What happened?"

Factory Director Yang's heart skipped a beat. The mention of "former workers" immediately brought to mind Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu, and Jia Dongxu.

"Jia Dongxu hired someone to commit murder. He was caught on the spot. He was hit by a car while fleeing. I checked with the hospital; he's not dead, but his condition is critical. I'll go check on him again in a bit."

"It really is related to him!"

Four words popped into Director Yang's mind—"Just as I expected."

"Why can't these people just shut up?" he sighed. "I'm ashamed to have such scum in the factory!"

"Alright, Director Yang. The person has already been cleared out of your factory, so don't be angry. This is also a reminder to you—be careful around people who get close to Jia Dongxu."

"Thank you for the reminder, Director Zhang."

The phone hangs up.

Factory Director Yang's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Without saying a word, he went to the broadcasting station with a stern face.

Any announcements that need to be made to the entire factory are broadcast here. At noon, an announcer reads news reports. The four announcers at the broadcasting station, besides reading the news, also have their own programs. They are also the mainstays of the factory's evening parties.

Inside, the news was being read aloud, the voice coming through the loudspeaker with intonation.

Director Yang suddenly walked in, startling everyone.

His face darkened, and he shooed the person away. He grabbed the microphone and spoke, suppressing his anger.

"Today, I heard something extremely horrible."

His voice, emanating from the loudspeakers throughout the factory, was filled with barely suppressed anger.

"Jia Dongxu hired someone to kill someone—our factory's Director Li! He's been arrested. No serious consequences resulted, but this incident has served as a wake-up call. This person is no longer with our factory. But I don't want this kind of thing to happen in our factory!"

The announcement startled the entire factory.

The workers stopped what they were doing, looked up, and looked at each other.

"Is Jia Dongxu out of his mind? Hiring someone to kill Director Li?"

"I always thought he was a bad guy. And I was right."

"Isn't his master Yi Zhonghai? Neither of them are good people."

"Look, isn't Yi Zhonghai right there?"

"Could it be his idea?"

"I saw them arguing this morning, and Yi Zhonghai gave Jia Dongxu money."

They gathered in small groups, chatting animatedly. Their eyes kept glancing at Yi Zhonghai, who was hiding in the corner.

In Yi Zhonghai's mind, he had already cursed Jia Dongxu to the point of disgust.

This morning, when Jia Dongxu came to collect his money, he said he had paid someone to kill Li Jianguo. He felt incredibly pleased with himself. He was even thinking that he might see Li Jianguo's miserable state when he got home from get off work.

The results of it?

After spending most of the day waiting, this is the result.

That idiot Jia Dongxu not only ruined himself, but also dragged him down with him.

"He's as stupid as a pig. How could I have such a disciple?"

He was so angry he gritted his teeth.

But the gazes around him—suspicion, disdain, even anger—made him afraid to look up. He huddled in the corner, staring at the tips of his shoes, his heart pounding.

His relationship with Jia Dongxu is too close. What if these people take their anger out on him?

The workers in this factory all have bad tempers. If they really target him, he'll definitely have a hard time in the future.

He was about to retire and didn't want to suffer any injustice at this time.

I decided to hide and found a secluded spot to huddle in. It was a freezing alley behind the toilet, piled with junk, but nobody was there.

This incident caused a huge uproar in the factory. No one even cared about the two gamblers who had been arrested.

Those two people were fired from the factory.

Two days later, the wives and children of both families came to make a scene, begging the factory to show leniency and give them a way out.

Factory Director Yang was determined to make changes. He wasn't soft-hearted at all, and he didn't even bother with reason. He directly ordered the security department to stop people from leaving.

In the past, out of humanitarian considerations, he might have given some assistance. But this time, he hardened his heart.

The two children cried their eyes out, their faces covered in snot and tears, but he hardened his heart and didn't give in.

If it weren't for their family's indulgence, those two cowards would be spending all their time in gambling dens, hanging out with a bunch of hooligans.

The atmosphere in the factory has been corrupted by these people.

Their factory has now produced talents like Li Jianguo; it's not just a steel rolling mill, but also shoulders the responsibility of technological development. They need to carefully select who can and cannot join.

If someone is bribed and leaks the information—that would be a huge problem.

After finishing all this work, it was almost time for Director Yang to leave work.

The workers walked out in twos and threes, talking about Jia Dongxu—who had been hit by a car and hired someone to kill him.

They were all filled with righteous indignation.