One hundred and seventy first chapter pitiful mother and daughter
"Don't worry, everyone. Although Xinyuan Coal Mine has changed its operator, if it can't make a profit and can't pay wages, you come to me. Even if we sell the factory, we won't ignore you. If we don't have money, we will allocate funds from the county finance.
, we will definitely take care of everyone’s lives! Please rest assured about this!” The noise became quieter, and the workers began to whisper among each other, and their emotions were no longer as exciting as before.
Cheng Yiping looked around the audience, waited for a minute, and then said: "Now, I hope everyone will go back and think carefully. In the final analysis, corporate restructuring is for everyone's fundamental interests, for your own good, and for the good of your family!" Cheng Yiping jumped.
After getting off Shidun, the policemen slowly backed away. Cheng Yiping came to Li Erniu and said: "Li Erniu, you were the one who injured County Magistrate Wu. Go and apologize to Magistrate Wu. I don't want you to pay for the medical expenses."
You will not be held criminally responsible." Li Erniu lowered his head.
Half an hour later, the crowd slowly dispersed. Cheng Yiping took the mineral water handed over by Lao Li and drank a few sips. His mouth was really dry. He hadn’t spoken so much loudly for a long time. In the distance,
In the crowd, Cui Jing turned off the camera, took a deep look at Cheng Yiping, turned around, and left with the dispersed crowd. Yang Yang looked at Cheng Yiping with a grateful face and said repeatedly: "Thank you, secretary, thank you."
Cheng Yiping said coldly: "If you talk to the workers seriously and patiently early in the morning, will it lead to such a situation? You, the manager, are unqualified!" Yang Yang was ashamed and ashamed, bowed his head and said nothing.
Cheng Yiping came back for lunch at noon, and unexpectedly two guests, one old and one small, came to the house. In the living room, a young woman was sitting on the sofa, wiping her tears and talking to Zhang Ruolan. A little girl was sitting next to Xiao Xi, looking at
The toy in her hand showed a look of longing and envy. Seeing Cheng Yiping enter the room, the young woman stood up and said with red eyes: "Cheng, Secretary Cheng..." Cheng Yiping looked at the young woman for about half a minute before he recognized her and said:
"Are you Zhou... Lao Zhou's lover, Comrade Fang Wenjia?"
Fang Wenjia said: "I am Fang Wenjia, thank Secretary Cheng for remembering me." In fact, it's not surprising that Cheng Yiping couldn't recognize her. In the past, Fang Wenjia was graceful, pampered, and a "lady" with a haughty look, but now she is
She looks like a resentful woman, haggard and lonely, with a dull expression, and her eyes are full of sadness and despair. Such eyes cannot be disguised. If she is not desperate for life, she will not show such eyes. Cheng Yiping's
My heart was shocked.
He waved his hand for her to sit down and said gently: "If you have anything to do with me, sit down and talk slowly." Fang Wenjia sat down and tears flowed out again. She wiped away her tears and choked out: "Secretary Cheng, Lao Zhou used to be the deputy county magistrate.
For a long time, I have done something I can't do to you. I, I had no shame in coming to beg you, but now I, I am really at my wits end, I..." Cheng Yiping said: "Speak slowly, don't be in a hurry...
"Zhang Ruolan took the tissue on the coffee table and handed it to her. Fang Wenjia took it and wiped her tears before telling her why she was here.
It turns out that since Zhou Jiajie was sentenced to Shuanggui, all the dirty money that was originally embezzled has been confiscated, and the family has very little money left. Fang Wenjia works in the County Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and her wife is more valuable than her husband. She has always had a sense of superiority. Even Director Du Shengjie is not that big.
In the eyes of the Zhou family, Fang Wenjia asked someone to take a leave of absence from the bureau after the incident with the Zhou family. Regardless of whether the leave was granted or not, Fang Wenjia did not go to work for several months.
First, I felt that I was too embarrassed to meet people. Second, I was running around for Zhou Jiajie's affairs, asking for favors to find connections. I ran to Jiangzhou City all day long to find Zhou Jiajie's former boss and current Jiangzhou Mayor Li Quanying. I don't know how many times I found him. Later, Li Shi
He was afraid of her, so he hurried away when he heard she was coming. Fang Wenjia's legs were almost disabled and his voice was hoarse. He also spent a lot of money on entertaining guests and giving gifts. He just wanted to reverse Zhou Jiajie's case and seek internal disciplinary action.
It is best not to double-open, let alone to be sentenced.
But this was obviously Fang Wenjia's wishful thinking. The people from the Discipline Inspection Commission and the court saw her pity and told her, "Don't waste your time. There are party disciplines and national laws, and you can do whatever you say. Then you still need us."
What do people do? If we protect and condone your old Zhou, we are bending the law for personal gain, and then we should go in. Fang Wenjia struggled for several months, and Zhou Jiajie finally went to jail.
The family didn't have much money to begin with, and they spent a lot on entertaining guests, giving gifts, and trusting relationships. They also owed some debts, were financially strapped, and lived in embarrassment. Zhou Jiajie's close friends used to like to run home when they had nothing to do, but now the Zhou Jiajie family is in trouble.
Those people have even disappeared, let alone take the initiative to help. Fang Wenjia and Zhou Jiajie are both outsiders and have no relatives in Yunshan. In the past, when Zhou Jiajie was on stage, there were many people for manual labor such as buying rice, flour, grain and oil, and replacing gas tanks.
They rushed to help, without Fang Wenjia having to do anything.
Now that Zhou Jiajie is in prison, those "good Samaritans" have disappeared without a trace. Fang Wenjia has to do all the heavy work by herself. A delicate woman is climbing up the stairs tremblingly carrying a gas tank. The people next to her see her.
There was no one to help. The wall was knocked down and people pushed and hammered. Du Shengjie, the director of Industry and Commerce, refused to let Fang Wenjia go to work, saying that she had been absent from work for several months without permission for her leave, and her wages would be withheld during the absence. She must be dealt with seriously.
If you are not good, you will be fired.
After Zhou Jiajie was fired, the house in the county party committee's family home was taken back, and Fang Wenjia had to move to the family building of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau. If he was really fired, there would be no housing and no salary. What would the mother and daughter have to live on?
Mother and daughter were driven to a dead end.
Cheng Yiping turned his attention to Fang Wenjia's eight-year-old daughter Zhou Ying. The little girl used to be a lively little girl. She used to wear various colorful floral skirts and carry schoolbags while walking in the courtyard of the county party committee's family.
She was running around and singing happy songs, like a dancing butterfly, but at this moment Zhou Ying was so quiet, with a melancholy look on her face that a ten-year-old girl shouldn't have.
Sudden changes in the family and unexpected heavy blows in life have caused huge impact and damage to the child's young mind, casting a huge shadow in her heart. This huge shadow may envelope her life. A beautiful woman as beautiful as a flower.
His life began to wither before it fully bloomed. Cheng Yiping's heart also began to tighten. He did not dare to look into Zhou Ying's eyes. Those big and clear eyes were full of sadness, desire and expectation.
Fang Wenjia held her daughter in her arms. "Secretary Cheng, I know I shouldn't have come today and caused you trouble." Fang Wenjia's tone was respectful, completely losing the arrogance of the former county magistrate's wife. Cheng Yiping said: "It doesn't matter, I and I
Lao Zhou used to be a colleague. Although something happened to him, you are innocent after all. The thing has happened, so don’t be too sad. You still have your own life, and you have to take good care of little Zhou Ying, what a lovely child.
Train her well and let her grow up well."
Fang Wenjia lowered his head and looked at the child. The mother and daughter looked at each other in silence. Cheng Yiping continued: "I should have come to see you a long time ago, but I have been busy these days. Only now do I know that you have encountered some difficulties.
, do you see anything that needs organizational help to solve?"
Hearing Cheng Yiping's words, Fang Wenjia's expression immediately turned angry, "Secretary Cheng, I just asked for leave to help Lao Zhou appeal, but our director Du Shengjie actually wanted to fire me. This is not to put us mother and daughter on the road to death.
Really? He, Du Shengjie, used to come to our house and say all the flattery, but now he turns his back on us and adds insult to injury... I really can't live anymore, so I go to hang myself in front of his house, mother.
The two girls died at his door, and he was asked to collect their bodies..."
When Fang Wenjia said this, she burst into tears, and the tears fell on her daughter's face. Zhou Ying saw her mother crying, and raised her little hand to wipe her tears sensibly, "Mom, please stop crying. I will listen to you and won't offend you in the future.
Are you angry?" Zhou Ying said with tears welling up in her eyes, and the mother and daughter burst into tears. Xiao Xi next to her had red eyes, threw herself into Cheng Yiping's arms, and whispered: "Uncle, help auntie,
OK?"
Cheng Yiping nodded, his eyes were a little moist. He really couldn't bear to see such a scene. He let go of Xiao Xi and got up and entered the bathroom, lit a cigarette and calmed down his mood. If there was some resentment and dissatisfaction towards Zhou Jiajie before, then
These grievances and dissatisfactions have been washed away by the tears of Fang Wenjia and her daughter today.