"Chen Jianye, you're working quite diligently."
"You say you have a sick brain, why work so hard? Maybe you'll go crazy one day."
Jia Zhangshi, with her hands behind her back, mocked him loudly.
Chen Jianye still ignored her.
He continued to do his own work.
"Do you know, after Dongxu passed away, the Rolling Mill, to take care of our Jia Family, gave us a lot of preferential treatment."
"Don't think you're working so hard to become a regular worker. I don't even need to take an exam; I'll directly take on a regular worker position in the second half of the year."
"I'm very familiar with several Leaders in the Security Section, like Yan Kun, Hong Shengcai, and others. If I suffer any grievances at the Rolling Mill, I'll go straight to them."
"I have connections at the Rolling Mill, do you know that?"
Jia Zhangshi continued to talk, even bragging.
Mainly, seeing Chen Jianye work so seriously made Jia Zhangshi uncomfortable.
"Do you know how Jia Dongxu died?"
Chen Jianye finished the workpiece in his hand, put down the file, and picked up the water cup beside him.
Although he didn't care about what Jia Zhangshi said.
But while working, having a mosquito buzzing in his ear was also uncomfortable.
"What do you want to say?"
Jia Zhangshi's expression turned sour.
Bringing up her deceased son right away was too aggressive.
"After he finished work, on his way back to the Workshop, he stumbled into a mold that was closing, and his head was directly flattened into a pancake."
Chen Jianye said with a smile, "After thinking about it, I really feel this matter is quite eerie."
"You say a perfectly fine person, walking in a straight line, how did he turn and get into the mold?"
"What exactly do you mean?"
Jia Zhangshi felt a little uneasy.
"I'm just very curious, was Jia Dongxu possessed by something, or what?"
"I just feel that the Rolling Mill is quite unlucky for the Jia Family. Granny Jia, you'd best be careful."
Chen Jianye chuckled, put down the water cup in his hand.
And continued to work.
Jia Zhangshi licked her lips, her eyes darting left and right.
After hearing Chen Jianye's words, Jia Zhangshi felt uneasy and no longer had the heart to mock Chen Jianye.
Honestly, she was indeed very scared.
Does the Rolling Mill bring bad luck to the Jia Family?
If not, why are Lao Jia and Jia Dongxu both gone?
Now it's her turn, the third person from the Jia Family to enter the factory.
'I'm not part of the Jia Family, so nothing should happen.'
Jia Zhangshi comforted herself, then remembered that she had pinched her fingernail on her first day of work, which was indeed not a good omen.
As she passed a Carpentry station, an old Master walked past Jia Zhangshi, holding a workpiece.
"Ah! Ahhh!"
Jia Zhangshi, in a trance, saw something rushing towards her and screamed repeatedly in fright.
"What are you doing?"
Yi Zhonghai heard the sound and rushed over.
The old Carpentry was bewildered.
"My mistake, my mistake."
Jia Zhangshi waved her hands repeatedly.
"Crazy."
The old Carpentry muttered, continuing his work.
"What's wrong with you?"
Yi Zhonghai looked at Jia Zhangshi and asked seriously.
"Nothing."
Jia Zhangshi found a place to sit down, her eyes still darting around, surveying her surroundings.
She kept feeling some danger was coming for her.
Yi Zhonghai was also too lazy to continue training her, letting her muddle through the days.
When it was time to get off work, Chen Jianye finished tidying his tools, drank a cup of water, and scanned the Workshop, searching for Jia Zhangshi.
Ever since he told Jia Zhangshi about the 'Rolling Mill being unlucky for the Jia Family' theory, he hadn't been bothered by Jia Zhangshi that afternoon.
To deal with superstitious people, one must use superstitious methods.
The effect was excellent.
Seeing Jia Zhangshi's sleeping body in a corner, Chen Jianye's mouth curved into a smile.
Honestly, Chen Jianye's pushing Jia Zhangshi into the Rolling Mill was not without the thought of conveniently killing Jia Zhangshi in the factory.
In the Workshop of a large heavy industry enterprise, it's too easy to kill someone.
But Chen Jianye also discovered a new problem.
Killing Jia Zhangshi wasn't difficult; the hard part was the aftermath.
The first person he'd let down was Wang Lif.
To be fair, Wang Lif was a good person and treated him well.
After Jia Dongxu's death, Wang Lif bore a lot of pressure and essentially lost his chances for promotion.
If Jia Zhangshi were to die as well, Wang Lif would be demoted to a regular worker.
Chen Jianye couldn't bite the hand that fed him.
The second reason was that it was too easy to attract attention.
Consecutive deaths in one Workshop would easily cause panic among other members and attract the attention of the Leaders.
The factory Leaders, on the surface, would absolutely not believe in ghosts or spirits.
If the factory Leaders wanted to alleviate employee panic and arrange for a thorough investigation of the cause of death, it would be difficult for Chen Jianye to escape unscathed.
While it might not be found that he was the one who acted, traces of the action would definitely be found by those with discerning eyes.
He never dared to underestimate the Public Security of his original world.
What if the Public Security acted unreasonably and used 'great memory recovery techniques' on all suspects? Would Chen Jianye resist or not?
There was no need to push himself into that situation.
'First, I'll get my own life in order. Killing Jia Zhangshi isn't an urgent matter.'
Chen Jianye thought to himself, letting Jia Zhangshi live a few more days, or even months, was fine.
After work, he still went home alone.
After returning home, Chen Jianye was still the same, sitting at the entrance sorting vegetables.
Soon, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Jia Zhangshi, and others also returned.
"This day at work, it really exhausted me."
Jia Zhangshi had just crossed the Middle Courtyard threshold when she loudly exclaimed.
Anyone who didn't know would think she had done some strenuous work at the Rolling Mill.
"Mom, I've already heated the food; it'll be ready to eat as soon as it's cooked."
Qin Huairu came out with Bang梗 and Ding Dang.
Showing that she hadn't been idle at home either.
"At least you have some conscience."
Jia Zhangshi glanced at Qin Huairu and snorted twice.
Not long after, Sha Zhu returned, carrying two mesh bags.
"Sha Zhu, what did you bring back?"
Qin Huairu's eyes flickered, and she asked with a smile.
"Oh, nothing much, just some leftover food from the cafeteria."
Sha Zhu said casually.
"Haven't you had enough of the cafeteria food yet?"
Qin Huairu covered her mouth and asked with a light smile.
"I've had more than enough. But it'd be a waste to throw it away, wouldn't it? So I brought it back to heat up, saves me from cooking."
Sha Zhu said in a boisterous manner.
"I haven't tried the cafeteria food yet; I wonder what it tastes like."
Qin Huairu said with a smile.
"You should have said so earlier, Qin Jie! Here, it's for you, take it."
Sha Zhu immediately caught on and directly handed over the mesh bags in his hand.
"This isn't good, I can't just take your things for free."
Qin Huairu waved her hand.
"What's not good about it? It's a gift, just take it."
Sha Zhu's masculine aura surged.
"Then how about this, I'll stir-fry some peanuts for you, and we can trade."
Qin Huairu took the mesh bags, her fingers brushing against Sha Zhu's.
Sha Zhu immediately felt refreshed and let out a foolish, pig-like grin: "Okay, okay."
Qin Huairu carried the mesh bags back to the Jia.
Sha Zhu was still standing there, giggling foolishly.
'He's done for.'
Chen Jianye pursed his lips, silently making a judgment.
In the original plot, Qin Huairu's family truly devoured Sha Zhu, skin and bones.
When watching the TV show, Chen Jianye felt quite sympathetic towards Sha Zhu.
Logically, a promising young man shouldn't have ended up like that.
Now, seeing it up close, Chen Jianye could only say he deserved to die.
A thirty-year-old man, lusting after a pregnant widow, willingly becoming a cuckold.
If he doesn't die, who will?
