Wang Yongding stood up suddenly and snatched the notebook from Old Wangtou's hand: "What are you robbing? Like a bandit, do you still take me as the village chief seriously? Do you still have any organizational discipline? ?”
Everyone looked at each other, muttering secretly in their hearts.
"It sounds like it's true. Are you afraid that if the registration is full, your two sons and you will no longer have a share?"
"Haha, I'm so anxious. I just ignored Uncle Tugen, but now I'm anxious."
"What the hell, he's the most cunning, and whenever there's something fishy, his fox tail will show out."
When Wang Yongding saw that everyone was silent, he said to Lao Wangtou: "Comrade Wang Tugen, I will organize the village committee to register the list of young and strong laborers, and take them directly to report in front of the 'Wenjun Electronics Factory' the day after tomorrow."
Wang Yongding is the kind of person who plucks his hair when a goose passes by, or smells fishy when a fish passes by. He said this because he wanted the villagers who wanted to go to pay him first before they would register their names and take them there.
But if you don't pay, Wang Yongding will definitely remember it. Not to mention that there is no chance this time, "Wenjun Electronics Factory" will come to recruit workers in the future, and he will not be able to get a job.
Everyone was anxious when they heard it, but they all lowered their heads and did not dare to say anything. After all, they would still have to live in the village from now on. Things like recording work points all depend on Wang Yongding’s face.
Old Wangtou knew Wang Yongding very well. He finally had an opportunity for the villagers to make some money, so how could he let Wang Yongding stab him?
He stretched out his hand towards Wang Yongding.
The king will never move.
Lao Wangtou smiled: "You must give me a letter of introduction. I have to go to the next village to recruit people."
Wang Yongding blushed and returned the letter of introduction to Lao Wangtou.
Lao Wangtou collected the letter of introduction, stood on the stone and said, "Don't worry about registration. Now tell me, I have an idea of how many people there are in the family, and then I will go next door to recruit a few people. Just go directly tomorrow morning." Director Li trusts me very much, it doesn’t matter if there are more or less."
Doesn't this mean directly recruiting people over Wang Yongding? If he wasn't even allowed to report the numbers, wouldn't it be obvious what he was trying to do?
Wang Yongding didn't expect Lao Wangtou to be like this, and he didn't know what to do.
Lao Wangtou: "Come on, let's start from the left and count."
Everyone suppressed their joy and hurriedly said one after another.
"Wang Xiaosan's family, three people."
"Wang Sixi's family, four people."
"Wang Dagou's family, three people."
"Wang Liang's family, three."
….
There were more than forty people at once.
Someone ran back to tell the neighbor, and then a few more people came, and by the time it was full with fifty people.
Lao Wangtou jumped down to leave.
Wang Yongding was anxious: "Hey, hey, what do you mean? Why didn't you ask me?"
Lao Wangtou deliberately looked surprised: "Huh? Is the village chief going too? I saw you were silent, so I thought you didn't want to go."
Wang Yongding held back his anger and forced a smile: "Of course I want to go. My two boys have nothing to do."
Lao Wangtou nodded: "Okay, that's almost it. This time we don't have to go to the next village to recruit people."
He stretched out his hand towards Wang Yongding.
Wang Yongding hesitated for a moment, blushed even more, and returned the book to Lao Wangtou.
Lao Wangtou put the notebook away: "I use this to record important things, but I can't give it to you."
Then he was on top, writing down one by one what those people said just now. While writing, he muttered: "I will repeat it, everyone can see if there is anything wrong."
Then the person being read rushes to respond.
"Wang Xiaosan's family, three people."
"Hey, yes, Uncle Tugen has a really good memory."
"Wang Sixi's family, four people."
"Uncle Tugen, I just remembered wrongly. There are five people in my family."
Lao Wangtou said: "Okay, five people."
When Wang Yongding heard that there was one more person, he turned around and glared at Wang Sixi: "There are only three people in your family, including your grandfather. Why are there two more people? Besides, your grandfather is already in his sixties, so he is not suitable for this." Physical work.”
Wang Sixi scratched his head: "Hey, aren't there two cousins and one cousin?"
Wang Yongding frowned: "Your two cousins are in the next county, are they coming too?"
Wang Sixi looked at Old Wangtou and said, "Uncle Tugen, didn't you say it was the morning after tomorrow? I'll make a call now, I'll definitely make it in time."
Lao Wangtou: "Okay, as long as they can come over."
Wang Yongding: “Let’s satisfy the people in this village first.”
Some people bravely said: "Stop talking and listen to Uncle Tugen. You will be wrong later."
Old Wangtou continued to write, and then read: "There are three people in Wang Dagou's family."
Everyone fell silent again, and only the person who was read responded.
After talking about it one by one, Lao Wangtou actually remembered every one of them correctly.
Everyone was relieved now and said one after another: "Uncle Tugen has a good memory."
"Yes, Comrade Wang Tugen has a really good memory."
Lao Wangtou put away the notebook and waved to everyone: "Everyone, go back quickly. Prepare what needs to be prepared and make phone calls. I will wait for you at the gate of the Wenjun Electronics Factory the day after tomorrow."
Everyone left excitedly talking.
"These are great."
"If you find such a good job, you don't have to worry about having to make a living for a few months."
"It's just that it's such a waste that the young and middle-aged labor force is just sitting at home. It would be nice to have this kind of work every day."
Only Wang Yongding stood still.
Old Wangtou asked: "What's going on? Village chief, what else can I do?"
Wang Yongding held it in for a long time and said two words: "It's okay." Now he and his two sons had to work hard for one yuan a day like others, which was really unacceptable. But there is no way, after all, Old Wangtou is now the person sent by the factory director.
He secretly said in his heart: "Wait and see, if you don't take me seriously now, I will make it impossible for you to do it in the future!"
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Aunt Cao took her lover Uncle Su to work with her. Within an hour, she used up all the silk threads and ropes she had received, and then took the finished tassels and knots to collect the money.
"Sister Liu, I'm done. Take a look."
Liu Cuihong was working on the tablecloth on the sewing machine. When she saw Aunt Cao coming in, she quickly put away the tablecloth and walked over.
Aunt Cao originally wanted to see what kind of tablecloth she made, but now that Liu Cuihong was guarding her like a thief, she couldn't even see it.
Liu Cuihong looked at the tassels and knots in the frame that Aunt Cao brought over, her brows getting tighter and tighter.
"You can't do this."
Aunt Cao was stunned and asked, "Why not?"
Liu Cuihong made a serious face: "These are just random things at first glance. The color scheme is completely different from what I told you. It's so ugly."
Aunt Cao blushed. Indeed, she only thought about five cents a piece and the more the better, so she did it very crudely. Not to mention that Uncle Su is clumsy and most of what he does is ugly.
She was unwilling to give in and asked again: "Can't it be used?"
Liu Cuihong shook her head: "It can't be used, it's completely useless."
Aunt Cao: "Do you still have wages?"
