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672 Wishful thinking(2/2)

"You have also heard about the investigation report. It is a great blessing among misfortunes."

The three of them nodded. It seems now that this incident was a tragedy caused by improper operation by employees in private and had little to do with the relevant personnel of the steel rolling mill.

Xu Yuanshan and Yang Youning don’t have to worry about involving Yang Xiaotao.

As for other things, what should I do?

After all, at this time, the death of a worker is no small matter.

"Let's forget about the arrangements from above and do the things at hand first."

"The superiors' requirements must be implemented in accordance with the system. It must be done quickly and without delay."

"We need to discuss the aftermath and the punishment of personnel."

After Liu Huaimin finished speaking, Yang Youning and Chen Gong nodded. When such a serious accident happened, as the leaders of the steel rolling mill, they could not shirk their responsibility. Sooner or later, this whip would fall on them.

They know this in their hearts.

But Xu Yuanshan stood up and said, "Secretary Liu, you can just discuss the matter. I'll go back first."

Yang Youning nodded with Chen Gong.

Xu Yuanshan is no longer from the steel rolling mill. If others find out about his participation in discussions here, it will not only be bad for him, but also for the steel rolling mill.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Liu Huaimin said, "Until there is no definite information, the production of rubber bands should not be delayed."

Xu Yuanshan nodded, "Tell me if you have anything."

Then he nodded to Yang Youning and left.

After Xu Yuanshan left, the three of them closed the door and began to discuss the follow-up procedures.

Xu Yuanshan left the steel rolling mill and looked at the time. It was less than nine o'clock in the evening.

Thinking of what happened today, I thought it would be better to go to the courtyard and see Ran Qiuye.

Due to emotions and reasons, Yang Xiaotao and his family should not be shocked by this incident.

After getting on the jeep, Xu Yuanshan asked the driver to drive to the courtyard.

Siheyuan

In the middle courtyard, most of the people in the courtyard were called here. There was a table in the middle, which was the table used for meetings in the past.

However, Yan Fugui is the only one still sitting at the table.

There are three bowls on the table, with a pile of soybeans in the middle bowl.

Shazhu's house was sealed, the electric switch was pulled, the lights couldn't be pulled out, and the aunt was not at home. The Yang family was there, but she might not be willing.

Yan Fugui had no choice but to find a kerosene lamp and place it on the table. Under the table was a box used for donations.

Then Yan Fugui sat there with the old god in his presence, and there was no emotion or anger on his face.

On the other side, Liu Haizhong was sitting on a long bench, calling everyone to sit down quickly and get ready for the meeting.

Looking towards the table in the middle, a flash of heat flashed through his eyes.

On the other side, Ms. Jia Zhang held the little Sophora japonica in her arms, and beside her stood a cheering stick and a timid Xiao Dang.

A family of four stood nearby, looking unkempt and extremely pitiful.

In front of the Yang family's yard, Ran Qiuye stood with Liu Yulan and Wang Dashan's family holding the little Dragon Boat Festival. Next to them were a group of old and young men and boys from the family.

This group of people is the largest.

At this time, Ran Qiuye couldn't see the slightest worry on his face, and that was actually the case.

In the afternoon, Director Wang from the sub-district office heard about the steel rolling mill, so he came over to visit and sat in the room for a while. The purpose was self-evident.

Ran Qiuye understood mentally that what she was talking about tonight was to make donations, but more to come out to get some fresh air and see how the general meeting of the courtyard would turn out.

As for the outcome, she didn't care at all.

Once, the man at home taught her what is called the "truth of violence". Although the man is not at home, violence does not necessarily involve his own fists.

In addition to a bunch of people in front of Yang's house, there were also people in the front and back yards.

Xu Damao went to the factory to pick up manure and did not participate, but Qin Jingru considered herself to be Xu Damao's representative and sat in the crowd, talking to people in the backyard from time to time, feeling the novelty of holding a conference in a courtyard in the city.

This is much more interesting than watching a movie on the threshing floor in the village.

However, after looking around for a week, he looked at Ran Qiuye who was dressed cleanly, and a flash of jealousy flashed across his face.
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