Rebirth 1994: Starting from laid-off workers

In the 70s, people went to the countryside, and in the 80s, they went to the sea. Now the term laid-off has become a sad feeling throughout the 90s.

In the previous life, after Zhang Jiaqiang and others were laid off, everyone was originally given a buyout as compensation for their seniority.

But the money was misappropriated by the factory for other purposes.

Five years later, when the factory closed down and was auctioned, the workers still had not received their compensation.

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiaqiang couldn't help but grit his teeth.How could he, who was familiar with the ins and outs of the entire incident, allow this to happen again?

In this life, he not only wants to get money for himself and other workers, but also takes this opportunity to lay the foundation for his own entrepreneurial journey.

If he does it right, he can successfully get a sum of money as start-up capital.

After getting the money, an injection molding production line in the factory that had been idle for many years could just be contracted!

The more Zhang Jiaqiang thought about it, the more excited he became. After finishing the noodles in a few mouthfuls, he found a few toothpaste rinds.

After scraping off the paint on the toothpaste skin with scissors, he turned around and hurried out the door.

This simple building in the dormitory is imitating the style of Big Brother in the 60s and [-]s.

The rooms of the six households on the first floor are not large. The toilets and running water are shared, and even the kitchen of each house is in the corridor.

Ye Xiumei thought his injury had recurred and hurriedly followed him out, only to see him walking back from the faucet waving his hands.

"What are you fussing over?"

Zhang Jiaqiang took her hand and entered the door, "Help, put tape on the back of my head!"

"Huh?" Ye Xiumei groaned in her heart and put toothpaste on her head. This is really a disease. Why am I so miserable!
Zhang Jiaqiang cut the cleaned toothpaste skin into fingernail-sized discs and thin strips, measured it on the back of his head, and then trimmed the shape.

"Hey, wife, please push my hair away from the back and place it on the back of my head. Part it evenly!"

Hearing the word "wife", Ye Xiumei was immediately ashamed and angry, but she still did as she was told.

Zhang Jiaqiang took a look in the mirror of the large cabinet. His long hair completely covered the lead.

He was very satisfied, then took off those things and put them in his pocket, waved his hand and said, "Go to the hospital, wife!"

"I told you not to call me wife!"

The two went downstairs, rode their bicycles and went straight to the municipal hospital near their home.

After waiting in line for registration for a long time, it was finally their turn.

As soon as he saw the doctor, Zhang Jiaqiang's eyes began to wander, his mouth became crooked, his speech became slurred, and he sometimes trembled twice, as if he had been electrocuted.The doctor put on the glasses and looked at them for a long time, told them that it was not caused by trauma, and ordered them to take X-rays.

After paying the fee, Zhang Jiaqiang immediately returned to normal, took Ye Xiumei to find a deserted corner, took out the pieces of lead sheets, and said in a low voice.

"Come on, honey, stick it on for me again, don't make the wrong position!"

Ye Xiumei didn't care about the word wife, and was filled with doubts.

"What are you going to do? This is a hospital, don't mess around!"

"I'll stick to you if I ask you to, dear wife, hurry up while there's no one around!"

Ye Xiumei was afraid that he would get sick again, so she took care of it as required.

Zhang Jiaqiang touched it with satisfaction and then walked into the radiology department.

Half an hour later, he walked out of the hospital satisfied with the diagnosis certificate and medical records of the brain tumor.

Ye Xiumei didn't know what was going on, thinking that he really had a terminal illness and that his time was running out. Instead of feeling relaxed, his heart felt like a stone was weighing on him.

I am about to become a widow at a young age. Wouldn’t I become what people call a widower?
This God was so unfair. Thinking of this, she started sobbing again.

Zhang Jiaqiang bent down to open the bicycle lock at the parking lot. When he saw this scene, his heart softened.

"My silly wife, your husband can't die. X-rays can't penetrate the lead. The films taken show highly dense shadows. The doctor misdiagnosed him as a brain tumor!"

Ye Xiumei almost threw the car away, her face full of surprise and panic.

"What kind of trouble are you trying to make? Are you trying to get a brain tumor? Are you planning to blackmail someone else's hospital?"

Zhang Jiaqiang rolled his eyes, "What are you saying? Am I that kind of person? How could I blackmail the hospital? I plan to blackmail our factory."

"Isn't this different? Let me tell you Zhang Jiaqiang, our two families are honest and innocent families, and we will never do anything illegal!"

Zhang Jiaqiang propped up the car, freed his hands to gently grab her shoulders, and said solemnly.

"I won't break the law. I just want to use the terminal illness diagnosis certificate to get back the salary arrears to improve my life. You are still wearing work clothes on a hot day. You don't have money to go home when you get married. I can't even give you some gold. I'm a The seven-foot man feels very sorry!"

Ye Xiumei never dreamed that he could say such words, and a wave of heat flowed through her heart. She was touched, relieved, surprised, and worried, all of which could be described as a mixed bag of emotions.

"Well, then you can't go too far, just get your salary back!"

Zhang Jiaqiang said with a playful smile, "Okay, I will listen to my wife!"