The "Lord" doesn’t know what Yang Guang called after seeing a middle-aged man with glasses, but it wasn’t to please because the rules of this small factory were not too many.

If you want to work hard, no one will say much, let alone have the so-called "dominant position"
Unless it’s a big factory, it’s owned.
Besides, although this small factory is small, it can be regarded as five internal organs.
There are factory directors and car owners.
If the salary is paid, it will be more than 1000 yuan higher than Yang Guang every month, or his year-end bonus may be 10,000 to 20,000 yuan.
"Well, Yang Guang, when you come, just cut one hundred strips and send them to the processing car on the second floor for the length and width. I have already given you a note."
The Lord has no intention either.
The so-called flattering is to make your work more satisfactory at most.
"Yes, no problem"
Yang guang is not flustered. He has some professional skills, even if the technical content of this professional skill is not high.
In addition, this factory is to make styrofoam packaging, which is similar to the foam in the carton of the front-mounted video camera, but softer. It seems that the factory has to export some video camera and display screen packaging.
Yang Guangyue, a skilled worker, earns more than 3,000 yuan, which means that this technology is really worthless.
But this salary is relatively stable.
But this styrofoam market is getting worse and worse, or they should die at that big factory.
Import and export are affected by the financial crisis.
It also naturally affects those small factories that should be linked.
……
A year later, Pingqi Yang Guang suffered a midlife crisis.
This styrofoam packaging factory is going to close down.
There are not many small factories in this town, and it is difficult to adapt to changing places suddenly after working for many years. But people always have to eat and work when they have to.
Later, I chose someone who was bitter, tired and had a low salary, but at least I could live.
Yang guang won’t put on a high warrior posture at this time.
What’s more, he is not a fighter.
There is no such thing as transcendental holiness in this world.
However, in Yang Guang’s idea, even if the day is tight, he can live to ask his daughter to work hard to get into college and find a job, so they can be relieved.
But I didn’t think his wife called me on the way to class.
Break this rather stable situation.
"What’s the matter with Lily? Why are you crying? " Yang guang’s wife’s name is Li, a common name, but this is not the point.
Yang guang heard the words and went into tears over there.
His heart thumped. But as a man and a parent, he had to show his momentum.
Even if he has no confidence.
After all, the wife needs to comfort herself at this time.
"Husband, my mother …"
Yang guang understood the matter from his wife’s intermittent crying, and he immediately understood the seriousness of the matter.
"I’ll ask the supervisor for leave. Please prepare our bank card first."
Yang guang hung up with a heavy heart and immediately went to the competent office for leave.
This is not much of a problem because Yang Guang is a local, and there are some things at home that are difficult, but you have to go through a process anyway.
At the very least, let people in the factory know where Yang Guang went and what he did.
If you don’t leave quietly, you can’t do this
But Yang Guang didn’t mean these things. He rode his motorcycle and hurried home.
My wife is ready for everything, just waiting for Yang Guang to come back.
"Let’s go"
At this age, there is no pretentious cuddling to comfort you, just like ordinary people living.
Any fairy tale about love is a lie.
Cheat ordinary people
Chapter seven hundred and seventy-one Sense of responsibility
After Yang Guangxian gave a speech to her daughter’s class.
Because they are going to the hospital to visit their mother-in-law, they won’t go home for the time being. There is no way to go home without her daughter’s holiday, and no one will take care of her. Just let her choose for herself. Anyway, she said hello to her neighbor’s house before leaving.
Actually, Yang Guang’s mother-in-law is not ill or dead.
But when I was walk, I fell into a ditch because of sudden chest tightness. If passers-by didn’t hear someone whining, it might be over.