For Zhang Zhifei, today can be said to be three blessings.
He obtained a technical secondary school diploma, and his sister also passed the technical secondary school entrance examination. The job in the steel rolling mill was returned to him.
I have a job, and my sister will be assigned one after she graduates from technical secondary school. There are still two jobs left at home, which are for my younger siblings.
If they fail to graduate in time, they can choose to take over and they will not have to go to the mountains and countryside in the future.
After all, Zhang Zhifei didn't open the window at night. Although it was smelly, it didn't fill the courtyard with fragrance and make people dissatisfied.
The next day, Zhang Zhifei went directly to the personnel department with his technical secondary school diploma to go through the procedures.
"Hello, my name is Zhang Zhifei. Could you please go through the formalities for me?" Zhang Zhifei said and handed the diploma and other materials to the officer in the personnel department.
"It's you! I remember you." said a middle-aged woman.
Zhang Zhifei had a question mark on his face, and he didn't remember having any dealings with this eldest sister.
Seeing Zhang Zhifei's confused look, Xu Shi said with a smile: "I remember your name because you are special, and I will give you a cadre status before you graduate.
Minister Liu said last year that if you get your technical secondary school diploma this year, we will go through the regularization procedures for you and leave your job to you. I didn’t expect you to actually get your technical secondary school diploma. Congratulations. "
"Sister, please eat some candies." Zhang Zhifei said, taking out a dozen candies from his pocket and handing them to the eldest sister in the personnel department.
"You kid, why are you so polite?" The eldest sister's eyes lit up. Most of the people who worked in the past were holding cigarettes. Today, finally, one of them remembered their female cadre.
"Sister, how should I call you?"
"My name is Zhang Xiaolan, you can just call me Sister Zhang."
"Sister Zhang, is this procedure troublesome for me?"
"What's the trouble? Take this form later and ask Minister Liu to sign it. After he signs it, bring it to me." The eldest sister lowered her head to fill in the form, and then handed the form to Zhang Zhifei.
After Zhang Zhifei thanked the eldest sister, he came to the door of Minister Liu Heng's office and knocked gently on Minister Liu Heng's door.
"Come in." A strong voice came from the door.
"Hello, Minister Liu, my name is Zhang Zhifei. I have received my technical secondary school graduation certificate and come to you to sign it." Zhang Zhifei said respectfully and put the watch on Minister Liu's desk.
Liu Heng had a clear memory of Zhang Zhifei because Zhang Zhifei had attended the factory party committee meeting. Judging from the process of the party committee meeting, it seemed that he had some relationship with Secretary Tuo Feng.
"Xiao Zhang, which department do you want to go to?" Liu Heng asked with a smile. Naturally, he didn't mind giving Secretary Tuo Feng a favor. Even if Secretary Tuo Feng had no connection, it didn't matter. It was just a position.
"Minister, can you not go back to your original position?" He has been in the production technology department for enough and has nothing to say. The key is that if something happens in the workshop, they can't escape.
Some raw materials are lost, and if they do not keep accurate statistics, not only the workshop will be held responsible, but they will also be jointly and severally liable.
"Of course you can. Currently, there are vacancies in the safety room, process room, office, control room, equipment room, publicity department, and security department of our steel rolling mill. You can choose one."
"Here, sir, I am studying technology, and I want to go to the craft room." Zhang Zhifei knew that there would be a special 10 years in the future, and being a technician was the most suitable thing for him.
"Forget it. Originally, you were treated as a technical secondary school student, and I could only give you the treatment of a level 7 clerk. But you have a special situation. You have one year of work experience. Special treatment in special circumstances. I will give you the treatment of a level 6 clerk. Do you have any objections?" Liu Heng originally wanted to keep Zhang Zhifei in the Human Resources Department or go to the Propaganda Department, but he himself had to go to the crafts room, so he had no choice but to agree.
After leaving Minister Liu Heng's office, Zhang Zhifei went to the Human Resources Department, and his eldest sister completed the remaining procedures for him.
"Zhang Zhifei, congratulations. From next month, you will be a level 6 clerk, with a monthly salary of 43 yuan." Zhang Xiaolan stamped her official seal on her resume.
Then he took a small note and carbon paper and wrote down the specific department and level where Zhang Zhifei worked.
"Xiao Zhang, take the registration slip and go to the payroll office to register again, and then go to the craft room to report." Zhang Xiaolan said.
After Zhang Zhifei thanked Zhang Xiaolan, he happily left the personnel department with the report slip.
This morning he needs to hand over work to the Production Technology Section.
"Zhang Zhifei, you have completed the formalities. Next step is to work at that position." Section Chief Xie Wanmei asked. She already knew about Zhang Zhifei's graduation certificate from a technical secondary school.
Zhang Zhifei said with a smile: "Thank you, Chief, for taking care of me over the past six months. I have been assigned to the craft room and I have not yet reported in time."
"Congratulations. You and Wei Mingzhu will do the handover work today, and then report back tomorrow. I will say hello to the craft room." Xie Wanmei said.
"Okay, Chief Xie. You can have some candies." Zhang Zhifei said and distributed a few candies to all the members of the office. He did not leave the department to hold a dinner party like later generations.
Nowadays, every household is facing difficulties. The whole country is tightening their belts and living a tight life. Most people will not ask for leave.
Zhang Zhifei's job at hand is actually quite simple, which is to count the yield rate. However, the current social trend is very bad. There is no attitude of striving for excellence, and the emphasis is on working hard and getting started quickly, which deviates from the development requirements of high technology.
It didn't take long for him and Wei Mingzhu to hand over the work. From this moment on, he was no longer a member of the production technology department.
After the work handover was completed, Zhang Zhifei said goodbye and left the Production Technology Department, and went to the payroll office to re-register for wages. He originally wanted to report to the craft room, but the time did not allow him to do it, so he had to wait until tomorrow.
After leaving the Public Assets Office, Zhang Zhifei rode his bicycle happily towards his home.
While passing by the Nanluoguxiang alley, he met the postman who was waiting for him.
It turned out that there was a letter sent to him from Anjiang Agricultural School. As soon as he looked at the address, he knew that it should be from Yuan Sheng.
After returning home, his sister had already prepared the meal and ate a little while leaving her to wash the dishes. Zhang Zhifei couldn't wait to return to his room, opened the envelope and read it.
Yuan Sheng informed Zhang Zhifei in a letter that after more than half a year of experiments, three-line hybrid rice is feasible and can increase yield by 40%. However, there are not so many rice seeds yet and they need to continue to be cultivated.
He said that the current social atmosphere is very bad, which led to the research on the three-line hybrid rice being reported to the local agricultural department, but no attention was paid to it.
The reason is that many places are making false claims, making it difficult to tell the true from the false. The real hybrid rice that can increase grain production is also considered to be a mystery and the numbers are fake.
But he firmly believes that this situation will pass soon. He has obtained the school's recognition and is actively accelerating experiments and rice seed cultivation.
He was able to produce research results so quickly because of Zhang Zhifei, who asked him if he was willing to come to Jiang'an to participate in research work.
Zhang Zhifei finally felt relieved after receiving Yuan Sheng's letter. Yuan Sheng continued on the path he was supposed to take, many years ahead of schedule. Perhaps his achievements will be even higher in this life.
Knowing how much he weighed, Zhang Zhifei didn't dare to continue studying.
He replied to Yuan Sheng politely, saying that his talent was limited, that is, he discovered the possibility of hybrid rice by accident, but he did not have the ability to continue.
In this way, I also consulted many experts in the industry, especially Yuan Sheng himself.
He is currently researching machinery, and one of his purposes is to promote agricultural mechanization. As for the research and development of improved seeds, I leave it to him.
After writing this letter, Zhang Zhifei knew that his relationship with hybrid rice was over in this life, and it could not be said that it was over. There was still a situation where hybrid rice could become food.
If it weren't for the system, I wouldn't have been able to intervene. Fortunately, the result was good. Under my inspiration, I asked Yuan Sheng to intervene in advance and study it.
Results have been achieved so far. If this continues, China may be able to change its food security problem as soon as possible.
This matter has come to an end, and Zhang Zhifei will start from the craft room to pursue his own value!
