After the food and wine were served, Sun Qianchao took the initiative to open the wine, filled the glasses for both of them, and then raised the glass: "Let's take a sip~"
"Well~~" Zhou Bingkun also picked up the wine glass.
After clinking glasses, the two drank it all in one gulp.
After putting down the wine glass, Sun Qianchao picked up the chopsticks and said while eating the food: "Tell me, Bingkun, what do you want to see me for?"
"You two, please stop messing with that useless thing. If you encounter any difficulties, just say it. As long as I can help, I will definitely not stand idly by~"
"I think... did you know that something happened to Tu Zhiqiang, who works in the same factory as me?" When Zhou Bingkun's words came to his lips, he still couldn't say them out, but said other things.
"I think my mother and the others said a few words, let's shoot her~" Sun Ganchao replied casually and continued to eat. He didn't care about this at all.
Seeing this, Zhou Bingkun was speechless and didn't know what to say. He could only pour himself a glass of wine. He was a responsible person at heart and would not ask for help easily.
There was really no way to find Fa Xiao this time, because he lost his job, and now he is a legendary blind jobber. It was so fun to have sex with the factory director at the time, but he regrets it now.
And he didn't dare to let his mother know about his lack of work, so he could only hang out all day long. After two days of hanging around, there was nothing he could do, so he asked Qiao Chunyan to go to her bathhouse as a foot massager.
Of course, under the influence of his father Zhou Zhigang, he was not willing to work in the bathhouse, so he came to Fa Xiao to find a solution. After all, Sun Qianchao had been a prominent figure in this area in the past two years.
Not only is he a driver that everyone admires, he seems to be promoted to a cadre, and his brother-in-law's father is still the top leader in the district.
Before coming here, he had organized the words in his mind, but when the words came to his mouth, he could not say them out. Zhou Bingkun could only drink wine depressedly.
Sun Ganchao sighed when he saw this. If he had waited for him to speak, it would have been difficult to drink the bottle of wine, so he put down his chopsticks and said straight to the point:
"Bingkun, look at you, you are a very respectable person. If you have anything to do, just say it. You act like an old woman. If I can do it, I will definitely help you. If I really can't, then you You can’t blame me!”
"I...want to ask if you can help me find a job in your factory~" Maybe it was because he had drunk some wine just now. Although he stumbled, Zhou Bingkun finally got the words out.
"What happened? Didn't you do a good job in the lumber factory?" Sun Qianchao was a little confused.
He really didn't understand this matter. After all, it had been so many years. Even if he remembered some of the plot, he had almost forgotten the specific timeline.
Moreover, although his father, Sun Guofu, was also in the lumber factory, he was not in the same department after all. He never mentioned this matter when he returned home. Sun Ganqiao did not know what happened specifically.
Zhou Bingkun sighed, feeling a little embarrassed to mention it, and drank another glass of wine.
Then he said with a sad look on his face: "It's such a catch-up, two days ago..."
It turned out that the factory had arranged for him to participate in Tu Zhiqiang's shooting event a few days ago. Zhou Bingkun was originally unwilling to go, claiming that he was timid.
But the factory insisted that he must go, saying that he usually had the best relationship with Tu Zhiqiang, and asked him to take a warning. In the end, there was no other way, so Zhou Bingkun could only come to the execution ground with complicated emotions.
As a result, it was the first time I saw someone shot dead, and because I had a good relationship with Tu Zhiqiang, I couldn't accept it for a while. This double blow made Zhou Datou faint.
When he went to work, he and Xiao Guoqing were carrying wood together, and he remembered the time when he was with Tu Zhiqiang. Zhou Bingkun's mind was filled with images of the execution ground.
I thought it would get better in two days, but instead of getting better, it actually got worse. I had nightmares all night long and couldn't rest well at all.
In a daze, Zhou Bingkun once saw someone sawing wood in a machine and unconsciously thought it was Tu Zhiqiang. He was so frightened that he quickly walked over and turned off the electric switch.
He couldn't sleep well at night and lacked energy during the day. In addition, he could always see the dead Tu Zhiqiang. Under this vicious cycle, Zhou Bingkun couldn't stand it anymore, so he wanted to go to the leader to ask for leave, but he was said to be He was resentful about Tu Zhiqiang being shot.
Speaking of this, Zhou Bingkun sighed: "I didn't know what was wrong at the time. I impulsively scolded the leader and then directly submitted my resignation!"
After Sun Ganchao sent out his description, he finally understood the whole story and said with some embarrassment:
"Bingkun, if it's something else, even if you want to borrow 200 yuan, I will definitely nod and agree without saying a word, but to be honest, the work is a bit strenuous~"
"Because now many well-connected educated youths have come back from the countryside for various reasons. They are all looking for jobs, and the factories are overcrowded!"
"Of course there are still positions in our factory, but I am just an ordinary driver and I don't have the ability to arrange a formal job for you~"
This is absolutely the truth. He is not Cai Xiaoguang. There is a man who is the leader of the commercial hall. He arranges whoever he wants. Although he has some connections, he can't go to the master for the sake of his friends.
And even if you look for them, it will be in vain. It is estimated that the masters are not enough to handle it, because there are hundreds of people holding positions of deputy section chief or above in the whole factory, and no one has a relative. If everyone can arrange work, the factory will be finished long ago.
Master Qian Sheng's level can be arranged, but after all, they are separated by one floor, so except for drinking, Sun Qianchao rarely comes to see him for anything, because he can't be across the pot, table and kang.
As for finding Wu Guoqiang, it is even more impossible. Although he arranges work as if it is just for fun, if he asks, he will probably agree. But in that case, can my sister still hold her head high in the Wu family?
"Alas~" Zhou Bingkun sighed. He has a kind nature. Although he was a little uncomfortable with his friend's words, he didn't feel resentful.
I just gave up completely and didn't want to be a blind person, so I had no choice but to get a pedicure. When I thought of myself as a grown man, I picked up the pedicure knife, held up a smelly foot in disgust, and then...
Thinking of this, Zhou Bingkun quickly shook his head, the picture came to mind, and he almost spit out the wine he just drank, so he quickly took a bite of food and pressed it down.
Sun Qianchao here smashed his mouth when he saw this. If it were someone else, he would definitely not care about it, but Zhou Datou still had to think of a way.
"Bingkun, don't be anxious. You are too much of a leader to force you to kill people. But then again, you are too impulsive!"
"Tell him, why are you resigning? I don't believe you can't do the job because you're too tired, and he can force you to move wood with a gun. Even if your salary is deducted, it's better than no job~"
Work is so important these days. As the saying goes, "Resigning is a temporary pleasure, but employment is a crematorium." Because now there are many unemployed young people staying at home. If you don't want to do the job, there are others.
It is estimated that the director of the lumber factory is secretly enjoying himself at home, because with a vacant position, he can arrange for a relative or something.
"Don't mention it, I regret it too~" Zhou Bingkun finished with a depressed look and drank another glass of wine.
Sun Qianchao stopped Faxiao who was about to pour the wine: "Okay, don't drink anymore. I thought about it just now, and there's nothing I can do about it~"
"Do you think this will work? It may take a little effort to get a regular job, but I'll find a way to find you a temporary worker. I'll hire you to become a regular worker later. At least you'll have an income. It's not a problem for you to just hang around all the time." ~"
"As for going to the bathhouse, that's even worse. It's not discriminatory. After all, there is no distinction between high and low in (revolutionary) work. But if you, a grown man, go to get a pedicure, how will you find a wife in the future?"
Zhou Bingkun frowned when he heard this: "Temporary worker?"
Seeing Fa Xiao's expression, Sun Qianchao knew that he was definitely not satisfied, but there was nothing he could do about it. He only had this ability.
"Yes, as a formal worker, you also know that there are too many things here, and I don't have the ability. As for my brother-in-law's father, after all, he is separated by two floors, so it is not easy to trouble others!"
"Of course, if you don't want to be a temporary worker, there is another way~"
Zhou Bingkun perked up after hearing this and quickly asked, "What can I do?"
Sun Qianchao raised his eyebrows: "That means you can spend a sum of money to buy a job. Of course, the amount of money is not a small amount, and I don't know the details, but I guess it's at least five or six hundred~"
"Ah, you want so much?" Zhou Bingkun opened his mouth wide, obviously very surprised.
"That's still more. You have to find the right way for five or six hundred, otherwise it will cost you more. Think about a formal worker who earns thirty or forty monthly wages. You can make this money back in less than two years." !" Sun Qianchao explained calmly.
Zhou Bingkun burst into tears: "If you calculate it this way, it's not much, but I can't come up with this money~"
"Then I have nothing else to do. If I have one or two hundred, I can help you think of something. I have saved some in the past two years, but the money to buy a job is too much, and I can't come up with it~"
It's not that Sun Qianchao doesn't borrow money because he has money, it's mainly because his own money can't be seen at all, because a worker only earns thirty or forty dollars a month.
Even if you earn a lot as a driver, you won't be able to save that much money in those three years. This thing can't withstand scrutiny at all. You can't just give it to yourself just to help a friend.
But seeing Fa Xiao's sad expression, Sun Qianchao still mentioned one thing: "By the way, Bingkun, have you heard before that I want to be the captain?"
"Well, haven't you been an agent for several months? There must be no problem. The team captain should be a cadre~" Zhou Bingkun was a little envious.
At the same time, I also feel inferior. I have gotten better and better in the past two years since I was young. When I first started moving wood, I was the driver holding the steering wheel.
It is even more incomparable now. I am already unemployed and will continue to decline, but I will soon become a cadre to catch up. This is the most promising person in their generation.
Sun Ganchao sighed after hearing this: "To tell you the truth, this matter is dirty!"
"Not only are you unlucky, but my life has not been any better during this period. The captain who was originally a certain leader suddenly came to the rescue due to the sudden arrival of a demobilized cadre."
Hearing what his friend said, Zhou Bingkun felt a little better for some reason. He picked up the wine bottle and filled their glasses.
After finishing the drink, he asked: "I definitely can't afford a regular job. How much do you think that temporary worker can earn per month?"
"Fourteen or five yuan!" Sun Qianchao replied while eating peanuts.
Then he said: "Although it's not a lot, you only need to work for a few years. Then I will help you think of a way to see if you can become a full-time employee or something~"
"The salary is okay, but my dad can't handle this temporary job. If he knew I lost my job, he would probably run back from the southwest in anger~" Zhou Bingkun looked confused.
Sun Qianchao also understood what Fa said, smiled and comforted him: "It's okay, think about it again, as long as you want to come, I can handle it at any time~"
"You can think of other ways. If you really have no other options at that time, I can consider this as a way out. At least I can find a way out!"
When Zhou Bingkun heard this, he felt that it was reasonable, and his depressed expression finally showed a smile.
"Thank you, catch up. I must treat you to this meal today, but you must not steal it from me~"
"Stop talking nonsense, let's wait and see when you get back to work, and I'll give you a good beating then~" Sun Qianchao said, feeling that he was not happy with his drink, so he asked for another bottle of liquor.
Then he suddenly remembered something and warned with an inexplicable look: "If you can think of a way to come to the soy sauce factory, then you must pay attention~"
"Our new Secretary Qu is an old revolutionary with very strong principles. She is most annoyed by things like going through the back door. Otherwise, I, the confirmed captain, wouldn't have been unable to fail~"
"I know~" Zhou Bingkun waved his hand nonchalantly.
…
A few days have passed since he and Zhou Bingkun had dinner. Sun Qianchao didn't know if what he said in the cafeteria last time had an effect. Since the last long-distance run, he has been doing short-distance work these days.
That day, he was humming a little tune and leisurely riding his bicycle to get off work. When he arrived at the door, he saw a figure from behind. The iconic big head felt very familiar to him.
So he shouted to the front with some uncertainty: "Bingkun, is that you?"
Zhou Bingkun was riding a bicycle in front with a coworker he had just met. He turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked happy when he saw that he had grown up.
He quickly stopped his bicycle and said, "De Bao, Lu Chuan, Xiang Yang, if you are in a hurry, leave first. I'll call you when I'm young~"
"Don't worry, it's all just pictures, so let's go together and have a companion when we go back~" Why did Cao Debao say this. That's because he recognized Sun Qianchao.
After all, the soy sauce factory is not that big. I knew that he worked in the transportation department and was a driver, and it was said that he had a good background. I had wanted to find a chance to get to know him before, but naturally I couldn't just leave like this this time.
Although Lu Chuan and Tang Xiangyang on the side didn't think much about it, Cao Debao said so, so they could only stop their bicycles.
Zhou Bingkun nodded and was about to speak when he saw Sun Qunchao pushing his bicycle over.
"Oh my god, catch up, I was planning to go find you in two days, but I didn't expect to meet you here!"
After saying that, he turned to look at Cao Debao and others: "Let me introduce to you, these three are the workers I just met. This is Cao Debao, that is Tang Xiangyang, and the elegant one on the far right is Lu Chuan~"
"Hello~" Sun Qianchao greeted very politely.
He didn't want to have anything to do with these three people, let alone the "Six Little Gentlemen" thing with them, let alone Cao Debao.
In the play, Lu Chuan and Tang Xiangyang have never gotten together with their friends since they entered college. From this point of view, they are also snobbery, as the old saying goes, they understand but do not agree.
"Hello~" Lu Chuan and Tang Xiangyang replied with a smile.
People of this age are precocious, and they could see that Sun Qianchao was distant in his politeness, so naturally they didn't say much.
Cao Debao, on the other hand, was very enthusiastic: "Hello, catch up. I've heard Bingkun mention you all the time in the past two days. I finally met you this time. We just happened to go together, okay?"
Zhou Bingkun on the side agreed: "De Bao is right, let's go together~"
Sun Ganchao found an excuse and refused: "No, Bingkun, my master asked me to go to his house. I don't think I can go home until later. Why don't you go first~"
"That's okay~" Zhou Bingkun didn't think much, and then went home with a few coworkers he had just met.
Here, Cao Debao felt a little uncomfortable when he saw that Sun Qianchao ignored him. On the way back, he kept muttering:
"Bingkun, what kind of friend are you? You look down on people too much. You're just a driver..."
(PS, if you think there is anything written that is unreasonable, you are welcome to make suggestions!)
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