"We've come to invite you to our factory as Technical Director."
The moment Zhang Meng heard that, he was overjoyed. There really was no way Heaven would leave him stranded.
Or rather, good things came in pairs.
Zhang Meng quickly agreed.
He then joined the other factory and, relying on his own mind and the system, copied various tags.
This quickly made him a Scientific Research Backbone.
Then he began producing new steel materials and researching new components, earning great importance directly.
Before long, the people of the Siheyuan realized something was wrong. Why had Zhang Meng not gone to sweep the streets yet? And why had the Steel Rolling Mill's supplies recently been reduced? They had heard they were all being allocated to the neighboring steel mill. "Someone's feeding off our factory while betraying it!" Second Uncle Liu Haizhong began cursing right in the Middle Courtyard.
"Yeah, he eats food from our Steel Rolling Mill, climbs up the ladder, and now he's driving our factory into the ground!"
Zhang Meng was furious as soon as he heard it.
What kind of people were these? They had schemed him out, yet they wanted to dictate that he could not work at another factory? How could a young man like him understand the power of those beasts? This was a place where people muddled through life, good people suffered, and the better you were, the more you lost out.
There was no distinction between good and evil, no sense of right and wrong. Everything was just a mess.
Whoever had a kind heart deserved to be taken advantage of.
How could Zhang Meng endure that?
He did not argue with those people.
Because he knew one person could not outshout two. He only had one mouth, while they had an entire