The handover work between Secretary Zhao and Secretary Yang went smoothly, but when it was the turn of Secretary Yang and Factory Director Li to hand over work, it was not so smooth. The secretary is in charge of personnel and party building work in the factory, but Secretary Yang still wants to continue to manage the workshop he was in charge of before. How could Director Li agree? Without He Xiaotian as a buffer zone in the middle, the conflict between the two people escalated again.
We quarreled countless times, but no one could win. Seeing that the day for Director Li to take office was approaching, Secretary Yang still did not give up the management rights of several workshops.
He Xiaotian won't care about this. He can make trouble as much as he likes, as long as there are no problems with the union and the security department.
Tomorrow is New Year's Day, which is also He Yuzhu's wedding day. Everything that should be prepared at home is ready.
"Xiaotian, what do you mean by this? Isn't this obvious bullying? There will be a party committee meeting the day after tomorrow, and you must speak for me!" Director Li had no choice but to come directly to He Xiaotian and ask him to support him.
"Director, I am just the deputy director. Where can I speak? My Zhuzi is getting married tomorrow, and there are a lot of things at home that I have to do. I'm going back first." He Xiaotian doesn't want to get involved at all. , took leave directly and went home.
In fact, there was nothing to do. He Xiaotian came out to avoid their pull. As soon as the car arrived at the factory gate, Lu Meng trotted over.
"Director, who should we support at the party committee the day after tomorrow?" Lu Meng did not ask on his own behalf but on behalf of some people.
"Just keep your peace and do your own thing. What does it have to do with us if the first and second leaders are fighting? Anyway, someone will solve it, so why should we worry? Just stay calm and don't make any trouble! If anything happens, you will be responsible for it. I I don’t want to worry about it.” He Xiaotian knew that Lu Meng was asking on behalf of the forces left behind by Secretary Zhao, but in fact, He Xiaotian didn’t care about the support of these people at all. I don’t want to be a big official, let alone work my way up the ladder. However, Secretary Zhao left these people to himself, and he still had to restrain these people.
"What's the meaning?"
"Don't you understand this? Director He wants us to reap the benefits!"
"High! It's really high!"
He Xiaotian didn't expect that his meaning would be misunderstood by these people, but let it be misunderstood, as long as these people keep their jobs and do their jobs.
He Xiaotian drove out for shopping by himself. Thinking about what else to buy for home.
Because tomorrow is New Year's Day, there are many and rich things on the market. He Xiaotian walked around for a long time and found a hawthorn seller. He Xiaotian bought more than 20 kilograms. He Xiaotian accidentally saw a trust store. "What kind of store is this?"
Driven by curiosity, He Xiaotian entered the trust store. It turns out that there are many second-hand items sold inside. Even some antique calligraphy and paintings are for sale.
"Why haven't I found such a good place before?" He Xiaotian sighed in his heart. There are really a lot of good things, but some things are bad. Such as accordion, watch, camera.
Of course, not everything is bad, there are also good things. It's just that the price is much higher. But because they are second-hand, these items are free of charge.
"Comrade, what do you need? Most of our things here are on consignment." A salesperson introduced He Xiaotian.
"Do you have any good accordions here?"
"Yes, but the price will be higher."
"Can I try?"
"Okay." The salesperson took an accordion and gave it to He Xiaotian.
The accordion is the only instrument He Xiaotian knows. It was taught by his music teacher in junior high school in his previous life. Later, He Xiaotian taught himself for a long time.
He Xiaotian tried it and found that the timbre was still very accurate. "how much?"
"Sixty yuan. If Comrade really wants to buy it, the consignor also said that the minimum price is fifty-eight yuan."
"Okay, I bought it." He Xiaotian felt that it was worth the money and gave the money directly.
"Okay, comrade, here is the receipt. Please keep it." The salesperson opened a receipt and handed it to He Xiaotian. "Comrade, what else do you want?"
"I'll take another look." He Xiaotian continued to browse in the store. Now He Xiaotian has also figured out that this trust store is actually the product of a public-private partnership between pawnshops in the past. He Xiaotian's eyes fell on the antique calligraphy and paintings. Although he didn't understand them, there were probably not many fake ones that could be sold in the store.
Don't underestimate the Chaofeng who visited the pawnshop back then. He didn't have a sharp eye. "You can buy a few of these, and you can buy them from here with a receipt, so it's a clear path. Huh? Why is this chair so heavy? It seems to be made of good wood."
He Xiaotian bought a few more chairs and several paintings. These things are not as valuable as the accordion, which also refreshed He Xiaotian's understanding.
Since it's so cheap, buy more. It just so happens that there are two empty houses in my yard.
Because He Xiaotian bought too many things, he had to call a cart driver to help him take them back to the courtyard.
Just as he was about to leave, a middle-aged man entered the store. "Comrade, I have two pots of red plums here, and I want to consign them to your store."
"Okay comrade, how much do you want to sell it for?"
"A dollar a pot."
He Xiaotian fell in love with these two pots of red plums when he saw them, "Tomorrow is Zhuzi's big day, so these two pots of red plums are very suitable. The red plums are shining brightly."
"Comrade, I bought these two pots of red plums from you." Before the salesperson could speak, He Xiaotian cut him off. But this kind of thing happens often in trust stores, and the salesperson wasn't angry.
"Okay, okay. For two yuan, I'll even give you the basin." The man seemed to be in urgent need of money.
He Xiaotian gave him two dollars, and the man left quickly, looking really anxious.
It took three trucks to load all the things He Xiaotian bought. He Xiaotian told them the address and drove home first.
Two pots of red plums and an accordion were both taken away by He Xiaotian.
"Huh? Erluzi, why are you back? Aren't you going to work? These red plums are pretty good, let's put them here." He Yuzhu's house was very lively today. The old lady, Gao Cuilan, the second aunt, and the third aunt were all cutting happy words for He Yuzhu to decorate the wedding room.
"What the old lady said is that these red plums make you happy when you look at them." Third Aunt agreed.
He Xiaotian put down the accordion and red plums and went to the door to wait for the arrival of the cart.
He Xiaotian and the master pulling the cart moved things into their yard one by one.
"You idiot, why are you spending money so randomly?" The old lady felt distressed.
"My house over there is still vacant. These things are very cheap, so I bought some more."
The old lady touched the furniture and said, "The material is quite good, it's made of red sandalwood."
"Huh? Old lady, do you understand this?"
"Aren't you looking down on my old lady? Most of the furniture in my house is made of red sandalwood."
