20 years of spring breeze

Chapter 792
The man surnamed He said: "It's not that you don't have money. You gave [-] yuan to the TV station. This is a serious matter on our street."

Xiaowei said: "The money I have is mine. I earned it myself. Does it have anything to do with you? I gave the money to the TV station because I advertised. What is it to you? Are donations limited now?"

The man surnamed He frowned and said: "How do you talk, kid? Who forced you? Where did you get your money? Isn't it from the state? Isn't it right to contribute a little? It's not easy for ordinary people now, You can’t earn money through hard work, but you capitalists earn it, and it’s all the hard-earned money of the working people.”

Xiaowei was stunned for a long time, and asked, "Isn't the money I earn hard-earned? You blame me for not earning money? I won't let you earn it?"

Sister Li picked up the man surnamed He, and said to Xiaowei with a smile: "Old He was born as a poor peasant. He speaks a bit aggressively and can't speak. Don't pick on him. Everyone is for socialism, you see , Xiao Zhang, how much can you donate?"

Li Na walked in and handed the form and the copy to Xiaowei.Xiaowei returned the form to Sister Li and said, "I have to discuss this matter with the district and the city. If there is a real need, I will definitely donate. Moreover, I will not donate money."

Sister Li asked: "How do you plan to donate, Xiao Zhang?"

Xiaowei said: "It depends on what you need, such as clothes and luggage, I will go to the factory to order a batch."

The man surnamed He said: "How can I do that? You must donate cash, and we will arrange it together. You don't have to worry about what you buy. This is our street business, and it has nothing to do with the district or city. They have nothing to do with it."

Xiaowei said: "You took the documents from the Civil Affairs Bureau of the district, and when you came here, you told me that this was a major national event, and that it was a matter of your street after it was messed up. Why don't I take care of the spending? Are you here to collect donations for orphans, widows, and elders, or do you want money to go back and give it away?"

The man surnamed He stood up, waved his hands and said, "Look, what is your attitude? Is this the right attitude? Does our street represent the government? We need you in how we work and how we arrange donations." Is a young man dictating? We naturally have our own considerations, what's wrong? We also serve the people."

Sister Li said: "Our street funds are also seriously insufficient, and by the way, we have to solve it a little bit. I hope that the above-mentioned funds will not be recruited. There are so many small factories in the neighborhood committees below, and how many families are pointing at us to eat. Now the factories are not good. , it is difficult to pay wages.”

Chen Hui said: "Why can't we pay the wages? Just close the factory."

The man surnamed He glared at Chen Hui and said, "What are you talking about? You said it lightly. How will those workers live if they are locked up? What income does the street rely on?"

Chen Hui said: "What are you and me doing? You can't run it yourself and you can't earn money. Who do you blame? Then don't close it, just open it like this, and the money will come by itself, right?"

The man surnamed He said: "Difficulties are temporary. Everyone is working hard. The country makes you earn money. You must know how to be grateful and know how to return. What is tens of thousands of dollars to you? How many problems can it solve? The following How many families can live normally?"

Chen Hui said: "What do you mean, the country gave me all the money and didn't let you earn money? Is it holding your hand and preventing you from giving birth? Or is it watching you not letting you sell your things? Everyone grows the same Head and hands, why do you have such a big mouth? I have to give you the money I earn to solve your life problems, why? I owe you? Why don’t you give me the money from the family? "

The man surnamed He said: "What are you talking about? Aren't you rich? Where does your money come from? You learned how to be a capitalist at a young age."

Chen Hui curled his lips, threw the form in his hand on the table and said, "I don't have money for you to spend. If you have the ability to earn it yourself, if you come out with an old face and feel confident, I deserve it. You can't send it out." Salary has nothing to do with me? If you can’t do it, you can move to someone who can do it. I hate people like you the most, do you understand? I’m not as good as my ass, but I’m still occupying the space to pretend.”

Sister Li said: "He always talks like this, so please ignore him. The streets are not easy. Every year, everyone is busy with the affairs of the people on the street. The parents and family members get everything. It seems inconspicuous. There are many things.

The above-mentioned funds are insufficient, and it was okay to open a few small factories by myself, but now the benefits are not good, so there is no way.It is not easy to do grassroots work now, from the street to the police station, which fund is enough?You have to come out for alms, how do you do it?Dozens of families. "

Xiaowei knew about the almsgiving at the police station, and it was true, but the police station had fewer people and more work, and it was true that the financial requirements were relatively high. Can a street compare with the police station?The streets of today and the streets of later generations are two concepts, not the same thing.

How much can you spend if you don’t need a car and don’t need to travel?
"Why don't you think of a way to run the factory well? Are you going in the wrong direction?" Xiaowei interjected.

Sister Li raised her hand to stop the man surnamed He from speaking, and said: "There used to be five small factories in our street, all of which are small workshops, and the name factory is just nice. Now there are three more, one for mop production and one for pickaxes." Well, there is another piece of cloth, which is pointed at the unit to eat. It turned out that it was okay at that time, but now the things can’t be sold, and the big units have come in from the outside. They don’t want our things. What’s the trick? ?”

Xiaowei said: "Let's change the line and do something else. If you can't sell it and you have to do it, won't you get paid for it?"

Chen Hui was also happy, and said: "You guys are really good. What year is this? Pickaxes are produced in the city. Take it."

Sister Li said: "At first, I thought about quitting the cloth factory and opening a small restaurant there, but I didn't make any plans. The restaurant doesn't need so many people. Who will be allowed to work? Besides, the market is not so good now." It’s different, the chef’s salary is too high, almost thousands of dollars, how do other comrades balance this?”

Chen Hui was stunned, and after a long time he gave a thumbs up and said: "I'm convinced, I don't think about how to do a good job and make money when I'm in business, but these useless things. No wonder you can't make money."

The man surnamed He said: "Why do you call it useless? Everyone is a revolutionary comrade, and you get more money just because you are a chef? The order is disrupted by people like you. People nowadays, only Recognize the money, don't think about the collective, let me tell you, it won't grow, just watch."

Xiaowei said: "Are you a cadre? Why do you have to pay more than the following? Why do you have it? Have you given it all out to everyone?"

(End of this chapter)