As expected, Cheng Jianjun was transferred to the Beijing Piano Factory through his father's connections and became the deputy section chief of the Publicity Department of the Jingcheng Piano Factory. However, as soon as he returned to the capital, he began to pester Su Meng. He had seen enough female educated youths in Fangshan County. Suddenly, he discovered that Su Meng, who was unable to love her, had always been thinking about her.
"Su Meng, I'm back." Cheng Jianjun ran to Su Meng under the grape trellis in surprise.
"Cheng Jianjun? Shouldn't you be in Fangshan County now?" Su Meng looked up at Cheng Jianjun in surprise.
"Haha, I have been transferred to the position of deputy section chief of the Publicity Department of the Beijing Piano Factory."
"Ah? This can be considered a promotion, right?"
"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you get promoted or not, as long as you are better than in the mountains." Although Cheng Jianjun has always been cool in Fangshan County, he still doesn't want to mention Fangshan County, which is the place he has always wanted to escape from. .
"Ha! Congratulations to you then!"
"Su Meng, I heard that you are looking for a job?"
"Yes! I want to go to the Children's Palace. My parents are trying to find a way to provide care for me."
"Su Meng, how about I help you think of a solution."
"You? Forget it! You have just been transferred back to the capital, so you should take care of yourself first!" Su Meng's heart was full of disdain, but her mouth was still polite.
"Su Meng, it turns out you care so much about me." Hearing Su Meng's rejection, Cheng Jianjun was very happy, "Don't worry! I can ask my dad to help, and he will definitely agree."
"Ah..." Su Meng was also surprised by Cheng Jianjun's brain circuit. Su Meng didn't take Cheng Jianjun's guarantee to heart.
Seeing that Su Meng did not refuse, Cheng Jianjun fell into ecstasy again. When he was far away in Fang@shan County, he was most worried about Su Meng and Zhou Ming getting together. Now it seems that Su Meng doesn't think much about Zhou Ming.
Cheng Jianjun found his father as soon as he got home, "Dad, can you help Su Meng arrange a job?"
"Jianjun, why should I help her?" Father Cheng did not refuse, but asked Cheng Jianjun in return.
"Dad, Su Meng is very likely to be your future daughter-in-law."
"Haha, Su Meng is famous for her vision. Are you sure you can subdue her?"
"Dad, my career is on the rise now. Su Meng has no reason not to choose me." Cheng Jianjun was very confident in himself.
"Hey! Okay! I'll help her think of a way."
"Thanks dad."
Although Cheng's father was very dissatisfied with Su Meng and Cheng Jianjun, seeing his eldest son surprised, Cheng's father finally agreed. This was probably a kind of doting.
With Cheng's father's help, things became much easier, so Zhou Ming always believed that Cheng's father was the hidden boss in "Under the Zhengyang Gate". In the original drama, he got jobs in two bakeries in 1975 as soon as he appeared. The quotas were originally allocated to Cheng Jianjun and Su Meng, but after Su Meng disliked the job, she gave the male lead Han Chunming an advantage. In the end, Cheng Jianjun did not ask for another quota in the bakery, and Cheng's father gave it to Su Meng again. He contacted the children's palace and found a job in the piano factory for his son Cheng Jianjun. Sometimes it felt like the entire capital belonged to the Cheng family.
…
Mother Han was packing her things at home when she suddenly saw two strange young people coming to the courtyard. At first, Mother Han didn't take it to heart because there were too many people living in the courtyard.
"Auntie, does Han Chunming live here?"
"Ah? Yes! Are you?" Mother Han looked at the two of them with a puzzled look.
"Auntie, my name is Yang Huajian, and his name is Mao Tutu. We are both junior high school classmates in Chunming. We came to see him specially this time."
"Oh? Then you go inside and wait for him for a while. He's not off work yet."
"Then I'll trouble Auntie."
"Haha, you're welcome, come and sit in Chunming's room for a while!"
Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu came to Zhou Ming's room and saw the half-assembled porcelain vase on the desk at first sight, and then quickly ran up to look at it.
"Hey! Chunming still loves antiques so much!" Yang Huajian sighed with a smile.
"Hua Jian, look at this English-Chinese dictionary and English books. It seems that he is still busy learning English."
"Haha, I heard that he was assigned to the Exchange and Cooperation Department of the State Administration of Cultural Heritage, which can be considered a serious foreign-related department."
"Oh? So that's it!"
"Mao Tutu, I also have some broken vases at home. I will bring them to Chunming next time. I think he really likes these things."
It didn't take long for Zhou Ming to come back from get off work. As soon as he got home, he saw Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu in his room, "Ha! Yang Huajian, Mao Tutu, why are you here?"
"Han Chunming, you are now prosperous. If we didn't come to see you, you might never come to see us, right?" Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu looked at each other, and then looked at Zhou Ming with a wry smile.
"Haha, I thought you were still jumping in line in Fangshan County. When did you come back?"
“I’ve only been back for two days and my job hasn’t been settled yet!”
"Oh? With your family's strength, work is too easy."
"Haha, Chunming, you can't be so exaggerated."
"You guys sit down for a while. I'll ask my mother to cook some delicious dishes, and we three brothers will have a drink later."
"Okay! We also want to drink your wedding wine. Among our junior high school classmates, we are the best."
"Haha, okay! We won't go home until we get drunk today."
Zhou Ming went directly to the kitchen, and then took out a lot of ingredients and Maotai from the space, "Mom, I just bought this. Thank you for your hard work today to cook more dishes. I will have a few drinks with my old classmate."
"Okay! Go accompany your classmates!"
Seeing so many ingredients, Mother Han felt a little distressed, but thinking that her son didn't have many friends, Mother Han didn't say anything.
"Mom, this is twenty kilograms of rice. Let's make rice today."
"Huh? Making rice? It takes a lot of rice!"
"Hey, Mom, I feel so sorry for you."
"Chunming, your aunt and Meng Xiaoxing are coming tomorrow. Go pick them up."
"Huh? Okay!"
When Zhou Ming returned to his room again, he saw Yang Huajian and Mao Map studying the vase he was repairing, and then asked them with a smile, "Hua Jian, Map, do you also like this thing?"
"At most we appreciate it, but we are not as fascinated as you!"
"Come! Let me show you what I have repaired." Zhou Ming bent down and took out a large box from under the bed.
"Ah? So your treasures are all hidden here?" Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu came over curiously.
Zhou Ming directly opened the big box and took out the vases, calligraphy and paintings he had repaired inside, "Let's take a look! How would you rate my craftsmanship?"
"I'll go! Your level of restoring antiques is so high!" Yang Huajian took out a plum vase and kept stroking it.
"Hua Jian, the plum vase in your hand is Yuan Qinghua, and its value is very high. It's just a pity that it was damaged so easily."
"Well, I also have some antique calligraphy and paintings that were accidentally damaged at home. I will send them to you any time I have time."
"Okay! I can definitely give you a perfect repair."
Soon Mother Han cooked a large table of food, and then brought over the two bottles of Moutai that Zhou Ming had brought back. Zhou Ming, Yang Huajian, and Mao Tutu sat down and ate happily. Soon the three of them were a little drunk. There were more and more conversations between the three of them.
"Chunming, you didn't jump in line with us back then. Do you know how sad Mao Tu and I were?"
"I suddenly fainted at that time. The street office thought I was in poor health, so they temporarily left me in the capital."
"Chunming, speaking of which, I still admire you the most. You can sweep out a college student spot by sweeping the streets."
"Haha, I must be lucky!"
"Chunming, in the educated youth camp in Fangshan County, we look down upon Cheng Jianjun of your college the most. He has raped several female educated youths in the educated youth camp." Mao Tu, who was next to him, said angrily.
"What? Cheng Jianjun went so far!"
"Yes! First he pretended to be ill and returned to the city, and then he was recommended to go to college. After graduating from college, he was later assigned to work in Fang@shan County, and then he started to act unscrupulously."
"Hua Jian, Map, why didn't these female educated youths who you said were being bullied by him sue him?"
"Hey! You're not worried about your bad reputation!"
"Yes! Poor people must be hateful, and hateful people must suffer sadly."
Zhou Ming and Yang Huajian all ate very happily that day. Zhou Ming hugged Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu tightly in his arms, and then told them an important news in a low voice, "Huajian, Tutu, I heard reliable news that , we will resume the college entrance examination in three or four years at most."
"What?" Such breaking news made Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu sober up. Then they looked at Zhou Ming in disbelief, "Chunming, is what you said true?"
"Of course it's true! So it doesn't matter about work. You must study high school knowledge to the maximum extent and be ready to take the college entrance examination at any time."
"Chunming, thank you for telling us this news." Of course Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu knew what this news meant, and they both looked at Zhou Ming with grateful faces.
"We are brothers, you're welcome?" Zhou Ming smiled nonchalantly, and then emphasized again, "This time the resumption of the college entrance examination will definitely be more successful than the one in 1973. I firmly believe that this class of graduates will He will definitely be placed in an important position.”
"Well, Chunming, what you said makes sense."
"Hua Jian, Map, please don't spread this news, otherwise I won't be able to explain it to the person who told me the news."
"Chunming, don't worry! Only the two of us know." Both of them nodded heavily.
When Yang Huajian and Mao Tutu wandered away, Cheng Jianjun hid in the dark and watched jealously in the direction they left. He felt particularly angry and disappointed that Zhou Ming did not invite Cheng Jianjun to accompany him.
"Han Chunming, I will definitely trample you under my feet again."
…
While clearing the dishes, Mother Han looked at Zhou Ming curiously and asked, "Chunming, I think you value Yang Huajian and Mao Maps very much?"
"Mom, they are all big boys. They are willing to associate with a poor boy like me, so there is no need for me to be pretentious."
"Well, Chunming, you're right. If others give us face, we really have to hold on to it." Hearing that they were all brothers from the big courtyard, Mother Han nodded in agreement.
As soon as Yang Huajian got home, he told his father the news Zhou Ming had told him. Yang's father looked at Yang Huajian in surprise and said, "Huajian, it seems that we have underestimated you, a junior high school classmate."
"Yeah! I really didn't expect him to be so well-informed."
"Well, Hua Jian, I will help you arrange a lighter job, and all your energy should be focused on studying."
"Yes! Dad."
When Yang Huajian went to rummage through the cabinets to find textbooks, Yang's father sat there and pondered. Anyone with a bit of normal vision could see that the recommendation system could not last long, and it was still necessary to adopt the college entrance examination model to select the best. But for a young man It is very difficult to be able to judge, and realize that there may really be a great master behind Zhou Ming.
Zhou Ming went to work as usual the next day. At this time, other colleagues had not come over yet. Not long after Zhou Ming just sat down, he saw the deputy director running into the big office in a hurry.
"Han Chunming, haven't Song Chun and Yang Mei come to work yet?"
"Huh? It's only eight forty-five now, it should be coming soon." Zhou Ming looked at the time on his wrist and said.
"Han Chunming, how is your recent English study?"
"fine."
"That's good! Please help me translate this document as soon as possible. I need it urgently."
"Okay! Director."
"Han Chunming, you must be as fast as possible."
"Yes! Director."
After the deputy director left the office, Zhou Ming opened the document and read it. It turned out to be a request for help document sent by the Egyptian cultural relics department, saying that a very important Egyptian mummy had been smuggled to Hong Kong and was now being used by Egypt. The cultural relics department forcibly took it back, but they were worried that the mumaiyin had been swapped or damaged, so they wanted to ask the Chinese State Administration of Cultural Heritage to assist some of their experts.
For Zhou Ming, this kind of easy-to-understand English information is easy to grasp and can be easily translated. However, in order to suit his own personality, Zhou Ming still lingered for a while.
When he was about to get off work at noon, the deputy director hurried to the office, then looked at Zhou Ming anxiously and asked, "Han Chunming, have the materials been translated?"
"That's almost it! There are still a few words that I'm not sure about. I want to check the English-Chinese dictionary again."
"It's okay! Show it to me first."
The deputy director took the document translated by Zhou Ming and stood there to read it. Then he became more and more surprised, "Han Chunming, your translation skills are pretty good!"
"Haha, Director, as long as you are satisfied."
"Chunming, it seems that our foreign colleagues are very serious about their work." The deputy director quickly looked at the information and laughed.
"Director, my guess is that the discovery of a thousand-year-old corpse in the Mawangdui Han Tomb in Changsha had too much impact internationally, and the Egyptian cultural relics department believed us more."
"Well, Chunming, you are right."
"Director, do we need to send experts to Hong Kong?"
"Go! Of course I'm going."
…
