1988: Back to the human world for a few years

Chapter 57 Contract worker?
after an hour.

I watched my mother leave the yard with the passbook in her hand, with an expression that was half suspicious and half expectant.

A local dog whose plan failed rubbed his butt with a grin, then patted Yang Mo's shoulder in frustration: "Yang Shitan, thank you! I'll treat you to baked eggs tomorrow... If you hadn't helped me fool my mom, my butt would have been bruised."

Stealing the family's passbook was a serious crime. Even with Yang Mo's help, Comrade Lu Yingying still received several heavy blows on the buttocks with tongs.

Yang Mo brought a brazier from the house, and while lighting the charcoal, he rolled his eyes at the guy: "Fool? Do you think I dare to fool your mother? Do you really think she dare not block the door of my unit with a pair of fire tongs?"

The Yang family and the Lu family are relatively familiar with each other, with nearly twenty years of friendship, so they don't have so many concerns. In addition, Lu Yingying's mother is famous for her bad temper in the village. If Yang Mo dares to lie to her, he would really do something like running to the unit and closing the door to beat the dog.

Comrade Tugou, who was racking his brains to plot his next escape plan, stared at him in disbelief when he heard this: "Eh? Are you really going to let me work at the drilling company? What a joke! What kind of company is that? Would they want a loser like me who has no education and no connections?"

After thinking about it, Lu Yingying's eyes suddenly lit up: "Could it be that... the troupe of the drilling company is short of people, so you want me to go over and give it a try?"

As he spoke, he looked down at his bulging chest and asked unsurely, "Well... the drilling company is such a large organization, the requirements for the troupe should be more stringent, right... Is my figure really acceptable?"

In this guy's mind, everyone in the world should like to listen to Bangzi opera, and every village should have its own opera troupe. A large unit like a drilling company must also have a larger opera troupe, which should include Qilu Bangzi, Donglu Bangzi, Laiwu Bangzi, Luozi Opera and so on.

Seeing this girl's familiar thoughts jumping around again, and then building the building more and more crooked, Yang Mo slapped her head in annoyance: "Hey, hey, hey, Comrade Lu, when did I say that the drilling company's opera troupe was recruiting people... Our unit doesn't have an opera troupe, okay!"

Comrade Lu Yingying, covering her head, was very disappointed and wanted to settle the score with this bastard who always hit her head.

Seeing this, Yang Mo quickly stopped her little iron fist: "Hey, hey, hey, don't do martial arts all the time... Although our company doesn't want actors, it's really not difficult to arrange a contract worker for you, that is, a temporary worker... As long as you perform well, it's not impossible to become a regular worker in two years... Won't your mother be so happy when that happens?"

Formal job?
It's... the kind with a compilation?
Comrade Tugou opened her mouth slightly and looked at Yang Mo with eyes full of suspicion and disbelief - exactly the same expression she had when her mother left.

Seeing this, Yang Mo found an iron rack and placed the clay pot filled with water on the charcoal basin, while patiently explaining: "In a unit like ours, seven out of ten current contract workers are internally recruited... To put it bluntly, they are just trying to find a way to solve the employment problem for the employees' families. Its nature is a bit similar to the previous situation of sons inheriting their fathers' jobs... As long as you meet the conditions, it is not impossible to become a regular employee in the current environment... Of course, this should be done as soon as possible. After two years, it will be difficult to become a regular employee."

As he spoke, Yang Mo found a piece of leftover pork neck from the kitchen and carefully sliced ​​it into thin slices on the chopping board: "I have been converted to a regular employee now. With our nearly twenty years of friendship, you can be considered half of my relative. As long as I use my connections, you will naturally meet the internal recruitment standards... It shouldn't be difficult to arrange you as a contract worker in an inconspicuous department... As for the future... at least two years later... Whether you want to convert to a regular employee and stay in the drilling company, or plan to continue to work and start a business in Qingdao, it's up to you... But no matter what, I didn't lie to your mother, right?"

Yang Mo lied.

Indeed, in today's drilling companies, the company is willing to pay huge fees every year to recruit a large number of contract workers in order to solve the employment problems of employees' families as much as possible... This is correct.

As long as the performance is good and the ability is up to standard, there are targets for contract workers to be converted to regular employees every year...and there is nothing wrong with that.

but……

At present, if you are a native of Qilu who is neither a child of an oil field family nor a professional talent, nor a direct relative of a formal employee, but want to become a contract worker of a drilling company, it is undoubtedly a pipe dream.

To be honest, if Yang Mo had not judged from Zhang Wenshun's attitude that the tertiary industry pilot project was about to be implemented and there were many loopholes to exploit, and if he had not been one of the actual operators, he would never have said this.

Of course, this is also because the person in front of him is Lu Yingying. If it were someone else, Yang Mo would never do this... Even if there are many loopholes, even if the indicators for a contract worker are not very sensitive, do you really think there is no cause and effect here!
………………

Seeing this girl grinning heartlessly and laughing blindly after hearing his explanation, Yang Mo felt inexplicably relieved.

Use chopsticks to put the cut pork neck in boiling water for three seconds, then pick it up immediately. After coating it with a thin layer of salt on a plate, Yang Mo put the piece of pork neck meat, which was almost entirely fat, into a bowl and handed it over: "Eat it!"

Upon seeing this, a certain local comrade couldn't help but laugh out loud. After taking it, he directly stuffed the piece of fat meat, which girls in later generations could not avoid, into his mouth with one chopstick, then squinted his eyes and started chewing it with a happy look on his face.

This is a way of eating that is very much indicative of the times.

Unlike later generations who were picky about what was fat and what was lean, although it was rare to see people carrying two kilograms of lean meat to exchange for one kilogram of fat meat in this era, in most rural areas of Shandong and Qi, the dietary preference of "fat is superior" was still retained. Rice with lard, rice with pork and soy sauce, rice with oil residue, rice soaked in rapeseed soup, anything with a little bit of oil and water was considered good in people's eyes - even children could only be rewarded with a bowl of rice with lard by their parents if they behaved well.

Of course, when it comes to the richness of fat and water, the first choice must be "Boiled Pork Neck".

As one of the fattest parts of a pig, the back neck, which is almost entirely fat, is second only to lard in fat in terms of fat richness. In order to avoid wasting fat as much as possible, some areas directly cut the fat at the back neck into thin slices, blanch it in boiling water for three times, and then eat it immediately with salt - three boils are just enough to cook the meat. If it exceeds three boils, the fat will be wasted, which is a waste of food.

Seeing this girl eating with a smile on her face, and occasionally scraping the oil on the casserole into the bowl to drink, Yang Mo laughed - this girl was an extremely nostalgic person. Even though she was a small wealthy woman in later lives and had seen countless delicacies from land and sea, her favorite dish was still the "boiled pork neck" that terrified girls in later lives.

Tsk tsk, I don't know how this guy's genetic program is compiled. He doesn't gain weight even after eating so much fat.

In less than half an hour, the half-pound pork neck was completely finished by the girl. After seeing her holding the bowl of broth without any seasoning except salt and drinking it up in one gulp, he handed her a piece of toilet paper with a smile, motioning her to wipe her greasy mouth.

Comrade Tugou, whose scalp was itchy from being greasy, licked his mouth reluctantly, then took the toilet paper and wiped it, stretching lazily with satisfaction: "You are really generous, giving me all this pound of fat meat... I will go to the river tomorrow to see if I can catch a couple of fish, and then I will treat you to grilled fish!"

Yang Mo rolled his eyes. "Come on, let's not talk about whether we can get fish in the middle of winter. Even if we can, do you have an appetite to eat it? The smell of the small paper mill above the village entrance can be smelled from several kilometers away. The water in this section of the river has turned brown and foamy. Aren't you afraid of being sent to the hospital if you eat it?"

Lu Yingying gave him a disdainful look: "You are so pretentious. It's not like you haven't eaten it before. Can't you just go a little further upstream to break the ice?"

Yang Mo's mouth twitched, thinking of those strange cases in later generations. He still couldn't accept that he was going to eat a fish near a paper mill, but he knew her temper. It was usually difficult for her to change her mind once she made up her mind. He could only divert her attention - this girl was careless and would often forget many small things as soon as she said them.

He coughed and said, "Hey, country girl, since you don't object to going to the drilling company, why don't you tell me what your current interests and hobbies are and what you think. Then I'll see if I can use my connections to find you a suitable position."

If other people heard this, they would immediately realize that something was wrong. After all, when looking for a job these days, who would ask about people's interests and hobbies and plans for the future first? Shouldn't they ask about their abilities, strengths and work experience first?

But it was obvious that Comrade Tugou had no idea about this. When he heard Yang Mo ask this, he immediately became excited: "I like singing opera. I am very good at Wusheng, and I have also learned some Laodan... Can you use your connections to send me to your company's performance team?"

Yang Mo was speechless. "Hey, hey, hey, let me emphasize again, our company has neither a troupe nor a performance team... Even if there is a cultural performance, each department will put on their own program, and there is no one specializing in this... You have to understand that the drilling company is an oil production unit, not an administrative unit!"

Lu Yingying was immediately disappointed: "Oh... so, then apart from singing a few songs, wandering around, chatting with people, and secretly drinking some wine from home, I don't have any hobbies... As for planning ideas, hey, forget it, I'll save some money first... When I save enough money, I will set up my own theater troupe!"

Yang Mo rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Got it!
Or a drama troupe.

You are really persistent!
But it's normal if you think about it. This guy is just 20 years old now. He is at the age of being heartless. How can he have any career plan?

Since you haven't made up your mind yet, there's nothing I can do. I can only try to arrange a relatively suitable job for you based on your future template.

Thinking of this, Yang Mo shrugged: "Okay, I know it now... By the way, tell your mom that I will be back on holiday on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year and will be back to work on the sixth day. You can go with me then... Just bring a few sets of clothes with you. I have a place to stay there, and I can buy you sheets and quilts. There's no need to bring so many bags and squeeze into the car!"

Contract workers are different from interns. If they are not working in a front-line unit like the well team, they will not be allocated accommodation - even if it is the kind of train room that makes people feel ecstatic.

Eh? ?

The fifth day of the New Year...which means we're leaving the day after tomorrow?
Why is the holiday in this unit so short?

The concept of vacation still remained in the winter and summer vacations of his school days. He didn't think there was anything wrong with living in a man's house. After saying "oh", he began to count on his fingers how many days Yang Shidan had been on vacation...

(End of this chapter)