Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 738 I put the people in my heart

April 4nd, Saturday, is the day when most companies in Beijing pay their salaries.

Tang Zhitong left home early in the morning and went to the Municipal Bureau to queue up to collect his salary.

Tang Zhitong arrived earlier, and when he was walking back after counting the wages, he saw his old leader Zheng Jian.

There were so many people around that the two of them just greeted each other normally without saying much. However, Tang Zhitong did not leave immediately, but chose to wait for Zheng Jian at the door of the Municipal Bureau.

Zheng Jian looked visibly haggard, with obvious bags under his eyes.

"Director Zheng, no matter how important your work is, you must take care of your health." Tang Zhitong handed Zheng Jian a cigarette and advised.

"Alas, there's nothing I can do. Someone threw a letter to the embassy a while ago. Since then, the requirements for sending letters to the embassy have become stricter. I happen to be in charge of this area, so I can only keep a close eye on it." Zheng Jian had a wry smile on his face. He explained the reason and felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't mean to complain.

"I didn't expect this incident to have something to do with us. The escorts have been paying extra attention to the sorting recently, for fear of trouble. I don't know when it will end." Tang Zhitong continued.

"Well, it's okay. Persistence is victory. Maybe I will just be busy for a while." Although Zheng Jian was very busy, he was very optimistic.

"Just wait and see." Since the parties involved didn't complain, Tang Zhitong naturally couldn't complain. Before leaving, he left a message for Zheng Jian, asking him to not hesitate to help if he needed his help.

On the way back to the escort office, Tang Zhitong was thinking about guarding against someone sending a letter to the embassy. Maybe this was just a short period of time. Once the truth could no longer be concealed, there would be no need to keep it secret any longer...

Because of Zheng Jian's delay, when Tang Zhitong returned to the escort office, he saw that some employees were already waiting at the door of the Finance Department.

"Sorry, I'm late today." There is no such thing as intentional traffic jams these days, so Tang Zhitong apologized as soon as he came up.

"It's okay, we're here too early." Although they had been waiting for a while, there were always people in the queue who could talk. It wasn't that they were trying to flatter Tang Zhitong, but they knew that even if Tang Zhitong had just arrived to escort the person at this time, he should have arrived at the Municipal Bureau at least an hour and a half in advance.

No matter from which perspective, this is serving the people. It would be unfair to find fault with it.

Tang Zhitong smiled, without even bothering to drink a sip of water, he went into the office, took out the payroll and handed it to Ma Wei. One of them checked the names and salaries, while the other counted the money. The employees counted and signed after receiving their salaries. The whole process was orderly.

Since money is being distributed, everyone is happy and the atmosphere is not depressing. It is inevitable that people will talk about some interesting stories they have heard, little tips on saving money in life and so on.

These chats occasionally contain some "rumors" from various departments of the postal system, which can be helpful in understanding the system.

"Have you heard? There was a kid who went to three police stations in a row after school, grabbing bottles of glue as soon as he entered the door."

"Look how hungry the child is. Is he planning to eat paste?"

"It's useless to eat that stuff, right? Isn't the paste made from cassava now?"

"This child, isn't he afraid of getting a stomachache?"

"I'm afraid the bottles of paste in the branch office will have to be locked up from now on?"

"What's the point of locking the glue bottle? It's not troublesome enough. You have to use it to stick stamps."

"Maybe the 'postage paid' stamp will be popularized in the future."

Several people were chatting at the same time, and Tang Zhitong did not interrupt, just listened with his ears perked up.

Although cassava paste doesn't taste very good, it is made of starch after all. No matter how difficult it is to digest, it is not as hard as Guanyin soil. I just didn't expect that there were children in Beijing who were starving to this extent.

The postal system certainly has enough money to buy glue, but in the days to come, even if it has money, it may not be able to buy enough glue. On the one hand, the volume of letters sent and received has been on the rise, and the demand for glue has increased greatly; on the other hand, cassava can at least fill the stomach, and the place of origin will definitely give priority to using it for filling the stomach, followed by production.

In this case, expanding the scope of application of the "postage paid stamp" would be a good choice.

Tang Zhitong had seen the postage paid stamp when he was a deliveryman, so he was not unfamiliar with it.

The postage paid stamp is generally octagonal in shape and was vigorously promoted in the early days of the People's Republic of China. However, in actual practice, it was found that there was serious leakage.

The so-called leakage, to put it bluntly, is that the postal staff take advantage of their positions to collect postage and stamp postage, but do not hand over the money truthfully; some collection and mailing agencies take advantage of loopholes to intercept postage; and some people even privately carve or forge postmarks to evade postage.

In order to reduce the occurrence of such illegal activities, the postal department later gradually narrowed the use of the "postage paid stamp", and only larger branches would have this stamp.

Branch offices that have this type of postmark are not very fond of using the "postage paid stamp". Compared to asking the sender to affix the stamp himself, the latter obviously saves the clerk more effort.

As batches of employees received their wages and left, the topic in the Finance Department kept changing.

"A while ago, a worker at the telephone bureau fell from a telephone pole while connecting telephone lines and broke his leg. Oh, it was such a tragedy, the bones were exposed."

"Alas, that man is the cousin of my fourth uncle's third daughter-in-law. He drank a little at noon, and he fell down because he didn't hold on firmly. They have only been married for less than a year and have no children yet. What a sin..."

"I didn't expect it was your relative. When I first heard about it, I felt a chill in my arms. Has he not been discharged from the hospital yet? What did the doctor say?"

"I heard it's not easy to recover. Even if you lie down for a year or two, you may not be able to climb the pole again. A healthy person, sigh..."

"Look at the bright side. The company will have to take care of it. The worst that can happen is a transfer to another position." The person who brought up this topic regretted it a little. Apparently he didn't expect that his topic of conversation would be his colleague's distant relative. Now he kept saying nice things.

Tang Zhitong was stunned when he heard this. How dare someone who climbed up the ladder drink alcohol? Should we say that he is skilled and daring? Or did he deserve it?
However, there is no such thing as not doing work after drinking. Not to mention climbing a telephone pole, even drivers are drunk on the road.

"Is there no protective equipment? He just fell down like that?" Tang Zhitong spoke up now. He often saw electricians climbing electric poles when he was a child, but he really hadn't paid attention to it since he came here. When Gu Yong came to install a telephone a while ago, he used the reserved interface and stood on a stool to connect a wire. He had never seen him climb a pole.

"There was a triangle, but he was drunk and stepped on empty space." When the distant relative heard Tang Zhitong's question, he explained with words and gestures.

Tang Zhitong, who was standing nearby, couldn't figure out what a set square was, but there were many employees queuing up and it was not convenient to ask in detail. He could only pretend to understand and casually said, "We must pay attention to strengthening production safety."

Afterwards, Tang Zhitong stopped participating in the conversation and kept counting the money.

After several months of cooperation, the speed of salary payment has changed dramatically, and all salaries have been paid to all employees or their families before noon. At this time, Tang Zhitong had time to stand up and stretch.

Ma Wei did not stand up and stretch, but sat in her seat and straightened her back, which was considered to relieve the fatigue of the whole morning. Then she took out a letter from the drawer and handed it to Tang Zhitong: "Chief, your letter."

"Thank you." Tang Zhitong took the letter and looked at the address, which was the Cultural Reform Commission.

After opening the letter, I found it was indeed from Han Haizhou. The letter stated the schedule of the courses that Tang Zhitong was responsible for: two classes every afternoon from April 4th to 6th.

Other than that, there was just a letter of introduction, and that was it.

There was no mention of labor pay, nor any discussion on how to provide meals.

This... Tang Zhitong scratched his head. Could it be that intellectuals are reserved and are embarrassed to put it on paper?
After reading the letter and putting it away, Tang Zhitong stroked his chin and began to worry about the Science and Technology Commission. Since he went to find Ding Hui, there has been no news from them. Was it because he didn't push hard enough? Or was there a surrender faction at the Chinese Academy of Sciences?

Ma Wei glanced at Tang Zhitong from the side. She knew about the Cultural Reform Commission. Once, when someone from the Commission came, she discussed with Tang Zhitong the significance of promoting pinyin and simplified characters. At that time, they both felt that this work was very meaningful. She didn't know what Tang Zhitong was daydreaming about at this moment.

Tang Zhitong didn't say anything, and Ma Wei didn't ask any more questions. She started to pack up and prepare for lunch.

"You can eat in the office. I'm going to the cafeteria. I have something to do with Director Fang." Tang Zhitong didn't think for long. He took the lunch box out of his bag, stuffed the letter into the bag, and went out with the lunch box.

The reason I went to Fang Yuan was not for anything else, but to ask for leave.

The gossip of the employees just now reminded Tang Zhitong that the production safety of electricians is a big problem.

The first people Tang Zhitong thought of were Gu Yong and Tang Gang.

Although Gu Yong spends most of his time sitting in the office, he may need to climb stairs when he is on duty. Then there is Tang Gang. The last time he went into the mountains to pick pine nuts, he was terrified. He climbed up with almost no protective measures and just climbed up with his bare hands.

As a good friend and a close relative, Tang Zhitong felt that he had to do something for them in terms of safety when climbing high places.

Perhaps because he was used to Tang Zhitong's busy schedule, Fang Yuan did not ask any more questions and gave him leave readily.

After dinner, Tang Zhitong handed the collected organization fees and union fees to Fang Yuan and Sister Chen respectively, packed up his things, rode his bicycle straight to the telephone office.

As for whether Zhang Chengping would go to his house today, Tang Zhitong didn't care. Anyway, he had said everything he should say and explained everything to Zhang Guifang, so there shouldn't be any problems.

"Anzi, why are you here?" Gu Yong was very surprised when he saw Tang Zhitong.

"I happen to be free today, so I came to see you. Are you busy?" Tang Zhitong pushed away the cigarette that Gu Yong handed to him and asked knowingly because Gu Yong was the only one in the office.

"Busy, busy reading the newspaper." Gu Yong lit a cigarette and smiled.

"Well, that means we're not busy. I heard that a colleague at the telephone bureau fell off a telephone pole?" Tang Zhitong pulled over a chair and sat down.

"Well, a colleague in our department fell pretty badly. I guess he'll have to be transferred to another position." Gu Yong nodded in confirmation.

"How could he fall down? Wasn't there any safety precautions?" Upon hearing that it was someone close to Gu Yong, Tang Zhitong asked more carefully.

"There was a rope, but it was hard to use and we didn't like to use it. The guy had a few drinks with his friends that day and relied on his usual skill, so he didn't use the rope. Who would have thought that the wind blew over his head and he missed his step and fell down."

"Rope? Missed step?" Tang Zhitong didn't understand.

"So this is what you came for? Wait, I'll bring a set over so you can take a look for yourself." Seeing his friend asking again and again, Gu Yong stopped explaining and got up to get the equipment from the next room.

"Here, safety rope and triangle." After a while, Gu Yong came in, placed a set of equipment at Tang Zhitong's feet, put it on himself, and demonstrated it to Tang Zhitong.

"Okay, now I understand." Tang Zhitong nodded.

The so-called triangle is a wooden board with ropes tied at both ends. An iron hook is tied to the midpoint of the rope. When climbing a telephone pole, the iron hook needs to be swung over the pole and back around. The iron hook is manually grabbed and hooked on the rope. Then the person takes a step up, untied the triangle below and throws it up, and the cycle continues.

The so-called safety rope is similar in principle. It is tied around the waist and needs to be moved up manually.

"Do you want to improve this set of tools?" Gu Yong took off the safety rope on his body, packed it up together with the two triangles, and put it aside.

Liu Yue and Wang Jingwen kept exchanging letters, and Gu Yong learned a lot about Tang Zhitong from his wife, including his inventions.

"I have this idea. I always feel that the set you use is not safe enough." Tang Zhitong admitted frankly, recalling the appearance of the climbing tools commonly used by electricians in his memory.

He pushed with his feet, pulled the buckle, tied it tightly around his feet, and then climbed up the pole with a click, click. It was many times faster than climbing a tree with his bare hands.

It seems to be called something like a foot buckle, and it has a wide range of applications. Tang Zhitong has even seen it in a movie.

A young man from the Jiaodong Peninsula played the role of a technician. He climbed up the flagpole by stepping on the foot straps and contributed his strength to raising the first national flag of New China.

Who would have thought that movies are such a lie!
Not only is it deceptive, but the props are also not well made, and there is a glitch. At least they let the guy use this kind of triangle to climb the flagpole!
"Hey~Tell me the truth, are you worried about your brother because you heard that someone fell at the telephone office?" Gu Yong walked to Tang Zhitong, put his arm on his shoulder, and asked with a smile.

"Let go, let go. I'm not worried about you. I just put the people in my heart and devoted myself to the ministry! You're so strong, I guess it's not your shoulder that's hurting?" Tang Zhitong felt touched by Gu Yong's strength, but she couldn't admit it. It felt weird to talk about her concern and feelings openly with a male comrade. She wasn't the round-faced, short-bearded fat guy on Chunxi Road.

"Hahaha, I knew it even without you telling me. You are worthy of being my good brother. It was not in vain that I introduced my sister-in-law to you!" Gu Yong took his hand away from Tang Zhitong's shoulder and patted his shoulder arrogantly.

"Brother Yong, how come you are the one who introduced Xiao Wang to me? I find that you are getting more and more shameless. If you continue like this, you can even use it to block bullets." Tang Zhitong was merciless and criticized Gu Yong.

"Just tell me if I had any credit for this. If I hadn't invited you to the show, would you have had the chance to meet Xiao Wang? When I invited you to go, you were reluctant and kept making a fuss about leaving. But once you got to know Xiao Wang, why didn't you make a fuss about leaving? Pah, you were tempted by Xiao Wang!"

"Please be more polite in your words. We are in love with each other! We are not as persistent as you." Tang Zhitong waved at Gu Yong. Come on, come on, let's hurt each other!
"Tsk, I was just persistent, you know nothing! Look, haven't I succeeded?" Gu Yong said proudly.

"I have never seen such a shameless person!" Tang Zhitong really wanted to send the following emoticon package to Gu Yong.

(End of this chapter)