I became popular in the 1970s by disguising myself as a man

Zhong Zhiran felt a little guilty when she returned to the office of the oil mill, but guilt was guilt, which did not prevent her from taking out a small notebook to calculate her monthly salary.

The salary at the oil press factory is RMB 36 per month, and the part-time job at the city government and the machinery factory totals RMB 58 per month, not counting the extra bonus Ning Xue mentioned.

Just like today's 20 yuan bonus, it is very easy to earn. In addition to these, every quarter in the future, the oil pressing factory and grain processing factory in the brigade will also pay Zhong Zhiran a salary. Of course, it will not be a lot, but A little adds up to a lot.

Calculating this way, Zhong Zhiran's monthly salary would be at least 1000 yuan, which would be more than [-] yuan a year, making her a well-off woman.

Zhong Zhiran felt that she had found the secret to making money. She could hold more part-time jobs, but the prerequisite was that she had to submit to the factory director...

Just as he was thinking this, there was a knock on the door of Zhong Zhiran's office.

"Xiao Zhong, I didn't think carefully about this matter today. I took you to the city government without asking what was going on.

I didn’t ask for your opinion, but Minister Guan is a good person, and he does a lot for the benefit of enterprises in our city. Ning Xue also has a good personality. If you work with her, she will not bully you.

Don't think too much about anything. Having a name with the city government will do more good than harm, but you will have to work harder. In the future, whether in life or work, if you encounter anything, just tell me, I will definitely try my best to help you. If you are wronged, just tell me. No matter who it is, I will definitely not let you be bullied by others.

If you are willing, you can also call me Uncle Yu in private. Anyway, I can't help you with this matter today. "

Zhong Zhiran was dumbfounded, what is this called? 'He helped count the money after being sold'.

Zhong Zhiran felt like he had bullied an honest person, and he felt so guilty.

Feeling guilty, Zhong Zhiran worked overtime and was stunned to finish translating all the remaining information before getting off work on Friday.

"Uncle Yu, I have finished translating these materials and brought them back to you. Is there anything else that needs to be translated?"

"Did you finish it so quickly? Did you take it home and stay up late at night to finish it? Take care of your health carefully from now on. Your body is the capital of revolution. I asked you to translate as soon as possible. I am not asking you to translate with all your life. I won't do it again!"

Director Yu was pleasantly surprised by Zhong Zhiran's translation speed, but it was also true that he felt sorry for Zhong Zhiran.

"After you finish these translations, let's take a rest first. On Tuesday, aren't you going to the next city with Mr. Yang to attend an exchange meeting? When you come back from the holidays on Saturday and Sunday, you can ask Mr. Yang in advance if he needs to prepare anything."

Zhong Zhiran nodded, Director Yu's arrangement was also very considerate of her.

"Uncle Yu, do you want to come to my place for dinner tonight? Mr. Yang and Uncle Sun will go over to eat at my place tonight. I'm going to make some dumplings stuffed with chives and meat. You can come and have a bite too. I still have some good wine. Let's four Let’s sit together and chat.”

Director Yu originally didn't want to go over and disturb Zhong Zhiran, but when he heard that the old man from the machinery factory was going over, wouldn't it look like he had no status if he didn't go?

"Okay, I'll go to your place to eat tonight. I'll get off work in an hour. You go back to work first. I'll go straight there after get off work."

After getting the permission, Zhong Zhiran left early and returned to his residence. He first secretly ground nearly two kilograms of pork stuffing and put some seasoning into it. Then he went to Mr. Yang's small vegetable garden and cut a lot of leeks.

Although Mr. Yang's small vegetable garden is not big, he grows many kinds of things, with some of each kind. In a few days, the beans, peppers and eggplants will be ready to eat.

"How are you going to eat the leeks?"

Zhong Zhiran didn't even notice that since he squatted down to cut leeks, Mr. Yang was lying on the back window sill looking at him. "Is it okay to make dumplings for dinner tonight?"

"Chives and eggs?"

"I want to make some leek and pork stuffing. If you want to eat leek and egg, I'll make you some extra."

Mr. Yang especially likes to eat leek boxes. Zhong Zhiran estimates that Mr. Yang prefers dumplings stuffed with chives and eggs.

"Okay, let's make two kinds of fillings. I'll bring you some eggs and make dumplings with you. I know how to roll them out."

After just a few days of getting along, Zhong Zhiran has roughly figured out Mr. Yang's temper. If he wants to have a good relationship with this stubborn old man, as long as he is willing to spend time playing chess with him and don't be too polite to him, he can easily do it. Little old man.

"How much meat fillings have you prepared? It's not like winter now. If you make too much, it will spoil if you can't eat it."

"It's not just the two of us tonight, I also asked my Uncle Sun and Uncle Yu to come over and have something to eat together. I got two bottles of good wine in the last few days. Let them drink something with you tonight."

"Okay, let's pack more. Your factory director Yu was nicknamed Yu Liuwan when he was young. That's enough to eat. If you pack less, it won't be enough for him to eat."

In the past two days, Yang Laozhen had no room to criticize the factory director. Every embarrassing thing he knew about the factory director was told to Zhong Zhiran. There was no other reason. Who said he was a stick? He cheated and gave Zhong Zhiran away.

Mr. Yang really didn't brag. Not only did he roll out the dumpling skins well, but he also pulled the ingredients very evenly. More than 100 dumplings were wrapped quickly, but it was almost time to get off work.

"Look, I just said that there is too much meat stuffing and there is still this old leek stuffing left."

"It's okay. I'll hang up by the well in a minute. I'll cook some millet porridge and bake some yeast pies tomorrow morning, which will be our breakfast."

"Okay, just don't waste it. You go boil the water and cook the dumplings. I'll go back to my place and move the table and stools over. I guess it's time for the two rice buckets to come over as well."

As soon as Mr. Yang finished speaking, the two bastards came in on bicycles one after the other.

"Mr. Yang, I don't want you to be so arrogant. There is a junior here, please save some face for both of us."

The one who spoke was Director Sun. Compared to the factory director, he was more familiar with Mr. Yang, and he also liked this kind of relationship with Mr. Yang.

"Why, I'm wronging you by calling you both a loser? One of you is worth six bowls, and the other is a grandson with five bowls. It's just the same. If I didn't call you two losers, I'd be sorry for both of you.

They all quickly parked their cars and came with me to move tables and stools. The labor was wasted but not wasted. "

He talked about people behind their backs, and was overheard by the person involved, but Mr. Yang didn't feel embarrassed. Just these words, even without going behind people's backs, he still dared to say them in person. He was eating ready-made and had no qualifications to refute. The dumpling wrappers were still They were all rolled out by him!

It’s okay if you don’t accept it, but don’t eat it if you can.

Director Sun, Director Yu: I have bullied people to the point of bullying them. If I turn around and leave now, what are the chances of being retained?Will Zhong Zhiran and Mr. Yang persuade them to stay?Forget it, just think about it. (End of chapter)