The Auntie looked at him blankly, her hand repeatedly patted the young man's shoulder and said, "Good grandson, quickly thank this leader, he is going to uphold justice for our family. Your father's injustice can finally be redressed." The young man said in a childish voice, "Thank you Uncle."
Song Chaoyang smiled and rubbed his head, saying, "Get in the car. We'll talk in the car."
When the fireworks factory owner saw that Song Chaoyang was determined to get involved in this matter, his expression changed slightly, saying, "Song Shuji, you must not believe the words of these unruly people. As the largest fireworks factory in our city, and as one of the first honorees of honest enterprises in our city, our Panda Fireworks Factory has always been law-abiding and honest in our operations. We have only been blackmailed by outsiders, but we have never blackmailed outsiders. You must distinguish between right and wrong. "
When Song Chaoyang heard this, he did not like to hear it. He thought to himself, How old am I? How can I not distinguish between right and wrong? Could it be that only by listening to your words and following your wishes can I be considered to distinguish between right and wrong? Just from this sentence, I know that you are definitely not being honest in this matter. He nodded and said, "You go back to work first. I will not wrongly accuse a good person, but I will definitely not let a bad person go."
The fireworks factory owner could hear the ruthlessness in his words. He smiled bitterly and turned to leave. Before he left, he glared fiercely at the auntie.
Li Rui led the auntie and the young man to the Municipal Party Committee's car number one. This time, the back seats were filled. Song Chaoyang sat on the far left, the young man in the middle, and the auntie on the far right.
Song Chaoyang gently asked, "Auntie, is your house far from here?" The auntie said, "Not far, what's wrong?" Song Chaoyang said, "If it's not far, do you welcome us to your house as guests? Let's sit in your house and talk. We also want to hear what the child's father has to say, okay? " The auntie was pleasantly surprised to see that he was actually willing to come to her house as a guest. She nodded repeatedly and said, "Good, good, very good. Welcome, welcome."
Li Rui took the opportunity to turn around and say, "Auntie, this is Qingyang City's Municipal Party Committee's Secretary, Song Chaoyang. If you have any grievances, you can tell him. He will definitely uphold justice for you." "Oh, so you are the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee. Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to be so young. I thought the Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee was an old man."
Song Chaoyang laughed, but he was very proud of himself.
Just like that, with the auntie leading the way, Lao Zhou drove to her house. Du Minsheng's car followed behind.
After traveling for less than four miles, the carriage stopped in front of a dilapidated residence.
Li Rui looked at the residence with a heavy heart. Wasn't this the residence where Fang Zhitong's house was? When he thought of that beautiful woman with a strong scholarly aura, he felt a little uncomfortable. When he first met her, he was captivated by her temperament and beauty. Later on, he struck up a conversation with her and became acquainted with her. After that, there was a series of disputes and grudges. Even now, that girl was still waiting for him to find time to have a meal with her. If he was determined to turn over a new leaf, how would he dare to provoke her again? Could it be that his fate with her had come to an end in this lifetime? Although she might not be a good woman, at least he had been moved by her. He really couldn't bear to let her go just like that …
Just as his thoughts were running wild, he heard the sound of the door slamming shut. Looking back, he saw that the boss and the grandmother and granddaughter had already gotten out of the car. Shocked, he hurriedly opened the door and chased after them.
After walking for a hundred meters on the bumpy dirt road, Song Chaoyang, Du Minsheng, and Li Rui followed the grandmother and granddaughter into a deep and narrow alley.
Li Rui had already forgotten where Fang Zhitong's house was located in the alley. He didn't know if it was the same alley as the grandmother and granddaughter's house.
The grandmother and granddaughter's house was the second to last house in the depths of the alley. After the aunt led them to the entrance of the house, she pushed the door open and invited Song Chaoyang and the other leaders to enter first. The layout of this house was the same as Fang Zhitong's house. After entering, there was a small upside-down south room. After walking out of the door, there was a small courtyard. On the west side was a small kitchen, and on the north side was the main house.
After Song Chaoyang and the others entered the living room of the north room, they saw a decadent old man sitting on the sofa. The man's hair was messy, his beard was unshaven, and his face was pale. He looked extremely tired, as if he was not far from death. His body was extremely thin, and the most peculiar thing about him was that his two sleeves were empty. This man was probably Gan Mingming, the unlucky guy whose arms were blown off.
After the teenager entered the house, he called out, "Dad," and then obediently sat down beside him.
Gan Mingming didn't expect so many people to come to his house. He was slightly surprised. When he turned around, he didn't recognize any of them. However, from their auras, he could guess that they were government officials. Perhaps they were the city leaders that his good friend had mentioned on the phone just now.
Thinking of this, he suddenly sat up from the sofa. His expression instantly became lively. He went around the old marble coffee table in front of the sofa and invited Song Chaoyang and the others to sit down.
Gan Mingming's mother wanted to make tea for Song Chaoyang and the others, but Song Chaoyang declined.
Song Chaoyang went straight to the point and said, "Auntie, from now on, if you have any grievances, just say it. I came here today to listen to your grievances and redress your grievances."
Gan Mingming's mother looked at her son and said, "Let my son say it. I'm not good with words. I'm afraid I can't explain it clearly."
Song Chaoyang and the others all looked at Gan Mingming. Gan Mingming hesitated for a moment, then began to talk about his past.
Last summer, the machinery factory that Gan Mingming worked in wasn't doing well. He often couldn't pay his salary, so he had the idea of changing jobs. It just so happened that he had an old classmate who worked as a technician in the Panda Fireworks Factory. His monthly salary and bonus added up to at least three thousand yuan. The work wasn't tiring, and it just so happened that the factory was recruiting at that time. Gan Mingming resigned from the machinery factory and applied for a job at the Panda Fireworks Factory. Originally, the factory's recruitment conditions weren't harsh, and with his old classmate's help, he was hired as soon as he went.
Gan Mingming said, "According to the relevant regulations of the safety supervision department, most of the positions in the firecracker factory belong to special processes. New people have to participate in a certain period of training and obtain a certificate before they can work with a certificate. But when I entered the factory, the factory used the reason that there was a large market demand and a shortage of manpower as an excuse to let new people like us directly work in a special process such as mixing medicine. They also said that work was equivalent to training, and that after working for a period of time, they would get a certificate. It would save you a lot of trouble, and the factory would save a lot of trouble. At that time, I didn't know anything, so I just listened to what the factory said. What's more, my old classmate heard that the training period wouldn't pay the full salary, so I could save the training time and earn a little more. Because of this situation, I directly went to work. The first thing I did was mix medicine. I learned from a young man with five years of working experience and called him Master.
We worked like this for more than ten days, and nothing happened. I slowly got used to the work in the factory. But on the fifteenth day, the factory received a new medicine charging machine. When my Master and I tried this machine, we didn't know whether it was a mistake or an electrical leak, but the machine exploded. My Master was killed on the spot. I was a little luckier. I lost both my arms, but I was fine.
After the accident, the factory was good. They immediately sent us to the hospital for treatment and paid for all the medical expenses. At that time, I thought that the factory's boss was kind and righteous. He was a good boss. Later, the factory sent us twenty thousand yuan as compensation, saying that there would be a one-time disability compensation. I was even more relieved. But who knew that when I left the hospital and went to the factory to ask for compensation, the factory didn't admit it. They said that I secretly worked without a certificate and violated the rules, which caused the explosion. They wanted to hold me responsible for the illegal operation and ask me to pay for the machine that was destroyed. But seeing that I was disabled, they let me go and told me to stay at home. If I dared to go to the factory to cause trouble again, they would find someone to kill me.
Of course, I was indignant and argued with them. As a result, the factory's security guards beat me on the spot and sent me home. After that, as long as I went to the factory, I would be kicked out. In the end, they even used knives on me. I was really scared, so I didn't dare to go there again. But I also knew that I was wronged, so I complained to the District Safety Bureau and the District Government's Letter Office. But the District Safety Bureau said that the fireworks factory and I had our own reasons, and we didn't have any evidence, so they couldn't do anything about it. The District Government's Letter Office said that it was a contract dispute, so we should go to the court. They couldn't do anything about it.
After a year and a half, my family didn't have a source of income. My wife divorced me. My child could barely afford to go to school, and I still had to rely on the twenty thousand yuan compensation. My mother is so old, but she still has to go out to find a job to earn money … It's so hard! "
Speaking of this, the five foot tall man couldn't help but cry. As he cried, his mother and son also began to cry.
Song Chaoyang, Du Minsheng, and Li Rui were also sad and speechless.
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