A soft-waisted educated youth has sex with a loyal dog and a rough guy in the 1960s

Chapter 1190 National Day
"Yes!"

"I understand, Master!"

"Well... bring two more batches of materials tomorrow. Everyone should work overtime these two days. When we have a holiday at the end of the month, it won't affect your going out to watch the military parade during the National Day holiday."

National Day holiday!

It’s still released from the end of the month!
The young people looked at each other and completely forgot what had just happened.

One moment after another, they cheered and rejoiced:
"Got it, Master! We will definitely come early tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, let's stop here for today. Don't let it be too late and it will be difficult to catch the bus."

Fu Jingyou waved his hand and sent his disciples back.

Just as he finished speaking, he asked again:
"Do you have money for the ride?"

Wang Mao and his friends all live near the hardware factory.

Today, when he was pulling steel materials, he drove the car and brought people here with him.

These guys' families are all in financial difficulty. The wages they receive are usually kept by their families as capital for their wives, so they don't have much money on them.

Sure enough, the boys looked at each other, some lowered their heads, too embarrassed to speak, and some scratched the back of their heads and grinned foolishly.

Fu Jingyou understood it at a glance.

He rummaged around in his pockets and found a five-cent note. He handed the money to Dandan:

"Each of you go buy a bottle of soda, and divide the rest among the buses going back. If there are any leftovers, bring them back tomorrow."

"I know, brother."

"Thank you, Master!"

Dandan responded calmly, and the others thanked him shyly.

Fu Jingyou said "hmm", patted them on the shoulders and told them to go.

After the younger generations left, Fu Jingyou tidied up the factory, cleaned it up roughly, locked the door, and drove back home.

After washing up at night, Fu Jingyou sat at the long table leaning against the window in the room.

Next to me is a vase of bright white and fragrant gardenias.

Behind me, diagonally to the side, there was a fan supported by a chair that was blowing very loudly.

He read the reference books borrowed from Renmin University under the lamp, and occasionally looked up professional terms in an English dictionary.

Time always flies quickly when you are concentrating, and in the blink of an eye, it is already two o'clock in the morning.

Fu Jingyou put down the book and closed the notebook which was filled with densely crisscrossed black and red handwriting.

This society is really...

Without some culture, you can't make any progress.

Fu Jingyou leaned his head back in the chair and rubbed his eye sockets briefly to relax.

When he opened his eyes and sat up again, his pair of deep peach blossom eyes seemed to have a hint of emotion, as if he had given more consideration and thought to the future.

After simply tidying up the desk, Fu Jingyou turned off the lights and went to bed.

I calculated the time and slept a little longer the next day, so I didn’t get up until 8:30.

After going downstairs to have breakfast, I just happened to see Liu Xiaozhu freeing up the car after sending the kids to school.

He drove to the factory and took a few of his apprentices with him to transport the materials.

Fu Jingyou doesn't talk much, and usually his disciples are noisy around him.

But today was different. He asked in the car whether Dandan was still attending night school.

Dandan shook his head.

Fu Jingyou focused on driving, and gave Dandan advice like thousands of elders:
"It won't hurt to learn a few more words. It's dark at night and there's nothing else to do. You should continue to go to night school... When you have learned more knowledge, I will arrange it for you during the college entrance examination next year. You can take the exam and get a diploma then."

Dandan knew that his master and his mistress always looked at things in the long term than they did, and he also knew that his master would not harm him.

So I nodded without hesitation on this matter:

"it is good."

Fu Jingyou hummed, then glanced at the guys behind him in the rearview mirror:
"What diplomas do you guys have?"

"I studied in the third grade when I was a child." "I finished all five years of elementary school."

"I studied in the first grade of junior high school for one year..."

"..."

The educational levels of the boys vary, and one of them has never received any elementary education.

After getting a general understanding, Fu Jingyou asked them if they had any idea of ​​attending night school.

If they are willing to go, he will reimburse their expenses and count it as training by the factory.

Wang Mao and the other young men didn't say anything.

They don’t know what’s going on in other factories or how masters train their apprentices.

But what they know is that it definitely won't be like them.

I get paid for my work and have food to eat, and every meal includes meat.

As for techniques, whenever the master has some free time, he will teach you step by step...

Although their hardware factory is not big, to be honest, every aspect of it is really good.

But because they had taken so many benefits, the master now said he would pay for them to go to school and learn to read, and they were too embarrassed to respond.

Fu Jingyou waited for a while but received no answer. He guessed something and said:

"What are you waiting for? If you have a chance, you must seize it! Aren't you all still thinking about how to operate that CNC machine? It's hard for me to use my university diploma. You can't read and don't understand many of the big principles. Will you understand when I explain the principles of CNC to you later?"

In this society, if you have a skill and are willing to work hard, you will not starve to death.

But if you can learn the culture more deeply, you can have priority access to newer technologies and have better job prospects.

It can be better, so why not?
The boys were silent for a moment.

Perhaps they figured it out, so gradually some people started to speak up:

"Master, I'll go!"

"I am coming too!"

"And I……"

When one person speaks, a second one follows.

Soon, several young people expressed their willingness.

Fu Jingyou nodded with satisfaction:
"Okay, go there and study hard, and when you come back, do your job well!"

"Master, when I have learned great skills, I will definitely work hard with you!"

Fu Jingyou laughed and shook his head, saying nothing more.

He takes a long-term view, so this can be considered an advance investment.

There are risks in investing, but the benefits are also mutual.

If he can train five talents in one go, he will not be at a loss if he can keep one of them by his side in the future.

Fu Jingyou was busy with work and had no time to inquire about the night school, so he let Dandan be the main representative to take charge.

Besides, the factory had been busy working overtime for a few days, and in the blink of an eye, it was National Day.

On this day, the entire northern Beijing seemed to be boiling.

The streets and alleys were crowded with people, who came from all directions just to witness the grand moment of this day with their own eyes.

As early as a few days ago, a conspicuous cordon was set up around the square.

Since early this morning, staff members in uniform and as tall as poplars have been maintaining order with serious expressions.

People also abided by the rules very well, standing outside the cordon and watching the sanctity and majesty of the motherland.

Fu Jingyou is like this.

But he wasn't down there.

My father-in-law had a special status, so he was invited to the main city tower in the middle early in the morning in formal attire.

There are many special personnel there, and their family members are not allowed to go there, but they can go to the viewing platforms on both sides of the city wall.

The viewing stand is also an excellent viewing angle. Fu Jingyou and Tang Mei took a few children to mainly hang out on these two sides.