Tang Niannian called Director Qian back. After one ring, the phone was picked up. Director Qian's loud voice sounded from the other side: "Hello, this is Qianjin Yuanyuan!"
"Director Qian, I am Tang Niannian."
The corners of Tang Niannian's mouth twitched and she wanted to laugh again.
"Xiao Tang!"
Director Qian's voice instantly rose an octave, still American-style, like a bell, with lingering echoes.
Tang Niannian remained silent and listened quietly to what Director Qian said.
"Xiao Tang, if you have time now, come to the factory. There's a lot of work." Director Qian said excitedly.
After his unremitting efforts, the soles of his shoes were worn out, and he talked about it, he finally got a head start with a large steam turbine factory in Hangzhou. If this job is done well, there will be a steady stream of big jobs in the future!
Director Qian, who went to the steam turbine factory to broaden his horizons, now fully agrees with Tang Niannian's words. Small jobs are really nothing, big jobs are real jobs!
From now on, he won't even bother to fight with Wu Songyuan. The Red Star Factory won't be easy either, so let them leave the small jobs to them.
You can't go to the factory to eat meat, and you have to drink the soup. You have to be kind!
At this moment, Director Qian's temperament had undergone a qualitative change, and the light on his forehead also became more holy.
As long as he takes over the steam turbine factory, he can be promoted to one liter in three years at most. From now on, he will be Wu Songyuan's leader. Naturally, he must be broad-minded and tolerant.
We can no longer be the same as before, fussing over trivial matters.
What a shame!
"I am coming now."
Tang Niannian hung up the phone and gave the aunt at the phone booth twenty cents.
[The author cannot find the cost of making a phone call in the 1970s, so I will calculate it as 20 cents]
"Xiao Tang, is this the call from your work?"
The aunt was very curious. This beautiful girl bought Teacher Wang's house. After moving here, she was always missing and mysterious.
But there were a lot of calls looking for this girl, and they were all men. The aunt could not help but think too much, but she did not dare to say anything.
First, Tang Niannian himself seemed to be difficult to deal with.
Second, the man in military uniform next to her felt even more difficult to mess with.
"Um."
Tang Niannian did not deny it. It was indeed the call from her work unit.
"Then why don't you go to work?" The aunt was even more curious. She didn't see this girl working from nine to five, staying in the house every day without going out.
"Special talents go there only when they have something to do."
Tang Niannian gave a brief explanation and left.
Just then, several aunts nearby came over, carrying a basket full of vegetables. They had just returned from shopping. When they saw Tang Niannian's back, their eyes lit up and they ran to the phone booth to inquire.
"The girl has a phone number again?"
"It's a call from her work, telling her to go to work." The aunt told the truth.
"Tch, listen to her nonsense and stay in the room every day. How can people at work have as much time as she does?"
An aunt made a disdainful sound with a very disdainful expression.
"They are said to be special talents. They only go there when they have something to do." The aunt explained.
"She's such a special talent. I think she's a concubine talent. All the people calling are men. She doesn't work. She can still afford to buy a house, ride a brand-new car, and dress up in fancy clothes. Where does she get the money?"
The sarcastic aunt's surname was He. The reason why she said bad things about Tang Niannian was because Tang Niannian had offended her when she first moved here.
Aunt He's son worked in the same school as the former owner of Tang Niannian's house, Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang's family were all honest people, and they were from out of town. They were cautious and did not dare to offend others.
The He family had a small house and a large population, so Aunt He asked her son to discuss with Teacher Wang and borrow some of the sundries at home to be stored in Teacher Wang's warehouse. Teacher Wang agreed.
Then these sundries were left there for several years, and they were not moved until the house was sold. Teacher Wang coordinated with the He family, but they couldn't quarrel with them. Teacher Wang and Tang Niannian apologized for this matter, and even offered to drop a hundred yuan. .
Tang Niannian didn't surrender. She could solve this small matter in an hour.
After moving in, she moved all the sundries from the He family to the door, went to the He family to notify them, and ordered them to move out that day, otherwise they would bear the consequences.
The He family didn't pay attention at all. They were not afraid of a delicate little girl.
As a result, the next day, Tang Niannian called the tricycle master and asked them to take it to the scrap collection station. No matter how much it was sold, it belonged to the master.
Although these sundries were worn out, they could still be sold for a few dollars. The tricycle master was so happy and so motivated that he finished moving the mountain of sundries in less than an hour and also cleaned the door of Tang Niannian's house. net.
Aunt He came over to make a fuss, throwing tricks, rolling around, and cursing people. She used all of them, but Tang Niannian only used one move.
She took out a basin of foot-washing water, which she had specially saved at night, and threw it at Aunt He, soaking her soaked wet.
It was still very cold in Jiangnan in March. Aunt He caught a cold when she returned home. She spent a few cents on medicine and lay in bed for a few days. After she recovered, she went to cause trouble again, but was criticized by the street office.
Since then, Aunt He has hated Tang Niannian and said bad things about her whenever she met.
"I change my clothes every day. Where can I get the money if I don't work? It must be given by a man. I change a man every day. Huh, how shameless. Why do we live in our alley with such shabby shoes? The brands are all ruined!"
Aunt He's words became more and more exaggerated, and no one else dared to answer the conversation, with stern expressions on their faces.
That girl Tang Niannian was not easy to mess with at first glance. Her eyes looked like she wanted to kill people. They couldn't offend anyone.
Moreover, what happened with the He family was originally because the He family was at fault. Teacher Wang was easy to talk to, so they let the He family put things away. This does not mean that it was right. The He family was really a bit too much.
"Why are you afraid of her? She's just a broken shoe. If she pisses me off, report her immediately and arrest her and parade her through the streets!"
Aunt He was very dissatisfied with the lack of cooperation of several people, and her words became more and more bitter.
"Ah yo..."
Aunt He screamed, then stopped suddenly, unable to make any sound.
Because there was a lump in her mouth. At first glance, it looked like daddy, but at a closer look, it was still daddy. I just didn’t know whose daddy it was.
The others took a few steps back and covered their noses. This cake smelled so bad that they must eat meat every day.
It’s so strange and weird. How come daddy falls from the sky in the clear day?
Not far away, Tang Niannian threw the toilet paper wrapped with daddy into the trash can, and pinched her nose with her other hand. She had to make Baisui chew vegetables and eat meat every day, which made the daddy smell stinky.
"Wow... your poop smells good?"
Bai Sui felt his master's disgust and shouted in protest.
Who's shit doesn't stink?
"It doesn't stink like you, sweet potato or cabbage, you choose one!"
Tang Niannian had a dull face and set a trap for Bai Sui.
"Woof... sweet potato!"
Baisui chose the sweet potato without hesitation and left the cabbage uneaten.
But it reacted quickly and was fooled again.
It can obviously choose nothing!
"One sweet potato a day, and you will be a dog king who keeps your word when you are a hundred years old. You have to set an example for the little flowers and them, be good!"
Tang Niannian raised the corners of his mouth and smiled in his eyes. He had been using the same technique for three years, but it still worked on a hundred years old.
What a silly centenarian!
"Wow... be good, sister!"
Baisui turned his head and didn't want to speak.
It's tiring!
Aunt He's vomiting sound could be heard in the distance. She dug out the centenarian uncle's cake, swallowed some, and even vomited out last year's rice.
Tang Niannian was in a great mood and rode away. Soon she arrived at the Qianjin Factory and went straight to Director Qian's office.
