Get something in the courtyard

After the two men persuaded Qin Jingru, they found a restaurant far away.

"Sister, I don't want to stay in this house for even a day."

"I don't want to stay either, but where can we go?"

"I heard that Aunt Lou also has several factories in the south. Can we go there?"

"Who did you listen to?"

"He's from the transportation department of our factory. Most of the things our factory produces are shipped to the railway station and then shipped to Hong Kong by train."

Xiao Dang looked at Huaihua in surprise: "Have you found a partner?"

Huaihua blushed: "No, it's just that guy who keeps chasing me. I just don't like him."

Xiaodang, who was less intelligent than Huaihua but more stable, said, "Don't mess around in the factory. The factory's rules are not just for fun. We have fired several people who didn't work seriously."

"I know, I won't do anything rash. Uncle Wang hates people like this from our mom the most."

The two were eating in the restaurant, wishing time would pass quickly so they could go back to work.

Inside the courtyard, at Liu Haizhong's home, a drinking party was also going on.

Although there was an extra scrambled egg, the amount of food Qin Huairu brought was still a bit unimpressive. Liu Haizhong asked the second aunt to cut up a plate of pig head meat at home and put it on the table, so that the dishes were complete.

Qin Huairu sat next to Lan Zhengwu and said awkwardly, "I didn't expect that my mother-in-law ate most of the vegetables I bought this morning."

Yi Zhonghai helped and said, "Huai Ru, stop talking. Your mother-in-law is a filial child."

Now that even filial piety has been mentioned, what can others say? We can only pretend that it never happened.

Qin Huairu stared at Lan Zhengwu with his eyes lit up. "Director Lan, I'm Qin Huairu from our factory's fitter workshop. I've heard that a capable director has come to the rebar factory, but I never thought you were the apprentice of the second uncle. I toast you a glass."

Lan Zhengwu couldn't refuse, so he accompanied Qin Huairu for a drink. They couldn't stop talking just because they were drinking, and he couldn't say anything to Qin Huairu, so he had to tell her about Liu Haizhong's support for his schooling.

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu are both very good at talking. When they are fooling people, their words are indestructible, and when they are flattering people, they should not be underestimated.

While drinking at the table, Qin Huairu's legs kept touching Lan Zhengwu intentionally or unintentionally under the table.

Lan Zhengwu was not a gentleman, and he had long understood what Qin Huairu meant. But he was a normal man, a man of status and position, so how could he look down on the middle-aged Qin Huairu at this time?

These years, after being unable to suck blood from Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu's life has been a mess. She is no longer the charming widow.

Lan Zhengwu is not a lunatic, how could he be attracted to an old lady?

Seeing that Lan Zhengwu didn't show any reaction, Qin Huairu sighed that Liu Haizhong had a good vision, and he could find such a gentleman as his apprentice. Unlike other men, he couldn't walk when he saw a woman, especially a woman like her.

Seeing that the beauty trick didn't work, Qin Huairu had to give up and started to pretend to be aggrieved and pitiful.

When Yi Zhonghai saw Qin Huairu's expression, he was a little surprised. Under normal circumstances, he would have won the man over long ago. Why didn't he succeed today?

There was no other way. Qin Huairu had changed her tactics, so he had to follow suit. Otherwise, he would be the one who would suffer in the end.

"Director Lan, it's not easy for Huairu. Dongxu passed away in 1962, and it's been 20 years now. Huairu is a woman who has to take care of Dongxu's mother and raise three children. She hasn't had a good day."

Liu Haizhong was a little unhappy. Why was he saying all this nonsense while drinking? Wasn't this embarrassing for him in front of his apprentice?
"Old Yi, you've drunk too much." Yi Zhonghai didn't appreciate it at all and said directly: "I'm not drunk. Old Liu, a few years ago, Guangtian and Guangfu moved, and my sister-in-law was hospitalized, but Huairu took care of you."

When this matter was brought up, Liu Haizhong was speechless. Qin Huairu had indeed contributed a lot at that time, and he could not deny it.

Yi Zhonghai added: "I am not saying this to ask you for anything. I just want to say that Huairu is the most filial child in our hospital. She has no other wish, but she hopes that Banggeng can find a stable job.

Director Lan, you are the director of the rebar factory, can you give Bang Geng a chance and let her work in the factory? "

Lan Zhengwu didn't want to agree. This was not the way to ask for help. The food and wine in front of him were not worth a job. Wasn't this just a free-for-nothing move?

"Master Yi, I just came to our factory and I don't know much about these situations. Recruiting people is not that simple. I don't have the final say."

"You are the factory director, so your words don't count. In the past, the factory director had the final say on factory affairs." Yi Zhonghai didn't believe it at all.

He had worked in the steel mill all his life and knew the mill very well. Before the movement, most of the factory affairs were decided by Yang Wanqing and Li Huaide. After Yang Wanqing stepped down, Li Huaide had the final say on everything.

Lan Zhengwu thought, whether I can have the final say depends on whether you have expressed your opinion. If you have not expressed your opinion at all, I will not be willing to have the final say.

"Master Yi, you also said that was in the past. What was the situation before is what is the situation now. What is important now is democracy. Let alone recruiting people in the factory, even building a toilet is not something that the factory director and secretary can decide.

Therefore, I really have no say in the matter of hiring people for the factory. If Banggeng wants to join, there is only one way.”

"What solution?" Yi Zhonghai, who was already disappointed, asked anxiously when he heard that there was a solution.

"Doesn't Master Qin work at the steel mill? You can let Bang Geng come in and take his place. Master Qin can retire early and give the job to Bang Geng."

"This……"

Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu were stunned for a moment.

It's not that they haven't thought about this method, but some things are difficult to do. Qin Huairu's current salary is 27.5 yuan, although not much, but it is more than Banggeng's job.

If Banggeng were to take over the job, he could only get an apprentice's salary, which was only a little over 20 years a month.

With such a small amount of money, it is impossible to support Yi Zhonghai, Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu.

What to do with the difference? Yi Zhonghai has to pay for it. Isn’t that asking for his life?
Lan Zhengwu said, "Don't worry, I will talk to the Labor and Personnel Department, and they won't make things difficult for you."

Yi Zhonghai couldn't say that the money was not enough to support him, so he could only say: "Director Lan, there are some things you may not know. Banggeng's grandmother is in poor health, and it costs a lot of money to see a doctor. If Banggeng takes over, the salary will be much lower. Their family will have a harder time."

Lan Zhengwu said helplessly: "Then I have no choice. I have just been transferred to the factory, and my words don't carry much weight. This thing is simply impossible to do."

Liu Haizhong didn't want to embarrass his apprentice, so he said, "Old Yi, Zhengwu is right. The steel mill is owned by the state, not a private person. It's not up to one person to decide. Don't embarrass Zhengwu."

The following banquet became boring.

Qin Huairu regretted very much that he had listened to Yi Zhonghai's lies and lost so much money in vain.

Lan Zhengwu didn't care about that. He sat for a while after dinner before saying goodbye to Liu Haizhong. Before leaving, he whispered to Liu Haizhong, "Master, it's not that I don't want to help, I just can't."

Liu Haizhong patted his hands, signaling him not to worry. (End of this chapter)