ah? !
Is there really someone here?
Sun Ergou looked at the other party with wide eyes, then looked back at Chen Zhen, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"Is...is this here?"
"Yes, yes, hello, where are you from Pingjiang?"
"It's from Beishan. People in our countryside are more thoughtful after hearing about it. I wonder how many people you are lacking here. When should we start?"
The woman scratched her head and asked, somewhat at a loss.
"We, as many as you want, will determine the staff base based on sales volume!"
…
Sun Ergou patiently explained to the other party at the side, but due to his own work problems, he could not directly take him for training for a while.
Chen Zhen signaled Sun Ergou to go to work first, and people came to ask questions throughout the day. Chen Zhen almost made a statistics.
If you don't know who you are, if you calculate it, you will be shocked. There are twenty people in total.
Chen Zhen and everyone who came to consult informed that training would be held at the Tun'er Town factory at 6:30 today, and the candidates would be selected and asked to start working directly the next day.
Just after getting off work at noon, Chen Zhen was not in a hurry to go home. He rode his family's 28-inch bar to the Genri Meat Shop outside the match factory.
"Chen Zhen, what are you planning to do today?"
I don’t know the name of the owner of the butcher shop, but everyone in the match factory calls him Genri, so Chen Zhen follows everyone else’s call.
"Genri, we have to improve the food in this late winter. Give me a slap in the face."
Chen Zhen waved his hand and smiled.
Genri sharpened the butcher's knife on his hand and said with a hint of surprise: "They say that Chen Zhen is getting rich. It seems to be true. Let's take this fan. I just got it back this morning."
"No problem. By the way, get me another two kilograms, chop them into small pieces and put them in bags."
"okay."
…
A fan of ribs weighed nearly twenty kilograms. Chen Zhen could hardly hold the handle of the 28-pound bar while holding the ribs.
Chen Zhen rode his bike home and threw two kilograms of ribs on the chopping board. Instead, he put another rack of ribs in a black opaque plastic bag.
Zhang Baixue looked confused: "Chen Zhen, what are you doing with so many things? There is still more than a month before the Chinese New Year."
Chen Zhen shook his head, and with a heavy effort, he directly put a fan of ribs on his shoulders, and breathed heavily: "Those two kilograms are ours. I'll go find Secretary Hou for these."
Um?
Looking for secretary?
"Get me another five hundred dollars."
Chen Zhen said in a low voice.
This is a gift.
Zhang Baixue didn't ask any more questions. She drew five cards from the bottom of the delivery box and stuffed them into Chen Zhen's pocket.
Chen Zhen winked with satisfaction, which momentarily made Zhang Baixue, who was about to cook, a little shy.
Hou Hongwen's house was not very far away, it was a temporary residence. People passing by thought that Chen Zhen didn't know what kind of parts he was carrying, so they didn't pay much attention.
"Ding-deng-deng."
After a knock on the door, Secretary Hou opened the door, and Chen Zhen immediately greeted him warmly.
Chen Zhen piled a fan of ribs on the table next to him and took a few breaths from exhaustion.
Hou Hongwen pointed to the ribs with some doubts and asked, "Chen Zhen, what are you doing?"
"Ang, Secretary Hou, isn't my aunt in the village? She has been raising pigs with feed from home for a year or two. She just killed one this morning. I definitely can't eat so much."
"So bring it to Secretary Hou for a taste. It's too late now. I'll ask my sister-in-law to improve the food tonight."
Chen Zhen clapped his hands with a smile and said with a friendly look.
"Oh, how could the two of us eat so much? Take it back quickly, there is still a lot of food at home that we can't eat."
"Secretary Hou, just take it and eat it. It's just a small rib, not worth two bucks."
How could Hou Hongwen look at Chen Zhen and not know what Chen Zhen was thinking.
Hou Hongwen did not continue to push, but took out a box of Daguang cigarettes from the cabinet next to him and handed them over.
Chen Zhen secretly said proudly that he couldn't afford to smoke Daguang brand cigarettes even if he wanted to, so he had to try others' Guangneng cigarettes.
"You kid, can I not know what you are thinking? Tell me, what happened?"
Hou Hongwen struck a match, lit a cigarette and took a puff and asked.
Chen Zhen grinned a few times: "I really can't hide anything from Secretary Hou. In fact, it's not a big deal..."
"You know, Sun Ergou, this guy is already 26 and not married yet. He has a girlfriend recently and he doesn't have time to go out and talk about a partner. I was just wondering if I could help you..."
"Help transfer him to the archives, right?"
Hou Hongwen interrupted Chen Zhen and said that he had already seen through Chen Zhen's thoughts.
"You are also too big-hearted. I heard that your wife has lost her job. You don't want to give her a good job, but you want to take care of your brotherhood."
Chen Zhen is doing well outside, but he, a factory director, doesn't even know this little tidbit of information.
"Haha, my wife and brothers all have to have it."
Chen Zhen smiled and scratched his head, a little embarrassed.
Hou Hongwen smoked his cigarette in silence, and after two or three puffs, he spoke: "You definitely can't go to the archives. Otherwise, if you make a hill in the archives, you won't have to do any work at all."
"I know Sun Ergou. He is quite honest and very capable. Why not just follow Lao Huang."
"Lao Huang is getting older and will retire in two years. He asked me for help two days ago."
Lao Huang is the core figure of the match factory, responsible for connecting with various government departments and receiving documents.
It seems to be an extremely important job, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that the place where he, Old Huang, appears most often is at the chess stall at the entrance of the match factory.
I only make three or four trips a month, and my salary is still a penny.
Chen Zhen immediately nodded his head: "Okay, okay, that kid Sun Ergou is a trapper. If he follows Master Huang, he will definitely take advantage of it. Then I will thank Secretary Hou."
As he spoke, Chen Zhen took out five hundred yuan from his pocket, walked under the ribs with a smile, and secretly stuffed the money underneath.
But Hou Hongwen is a man who has become the director of the factory step by step, and his vicious eyes can't see anything.
"Chen Zhen, you are forcing me to make mistakes."
Hou Hongwen put out his cigarette in the ashtray and said sternly.
"Secretary Hou, I heard that you are also going to live in Building 16. We will all be neighbors in the future. This decoration will also cost a lot of money. I don't have much here, so just treat it like I'm giving you a few floor tiles."
"No, no, I definitely can't ask for this money."
"Secretary Hou, you always visit me. I want to come and eat more of Auntie's cooking in the future. Why don't you buy me some delicious food then?"
After Chen Zhen finished speaking, he broke away under the obstruction of Hou Hongwen, said hello and ran towards home.
Hou Hongwen couldn't resist Chen Zhen, so he could only collect the money, walk to the closet in the room, and put it in a separate empty box.
Chen Zhen was just about to go home and tell Sun Ergou the good news, but Sun Ergou "repaid kindness with revenge" and told him bad news.
