Jiang Zijun thought, touching his bicycle handle.

If I were lucky, I might be better than my father. After more than ten years of staying up, I would become the leader of a production team.

If you are even more lucky, you can work as a section chief in the workshop when you retire.

Or if you have no luck, you can become a deputy director of many production workshops.

If I can become the team leader of the production workshop, I might be able to find a relationship and transfer my wife from the production workshop to the office or logistics.

It can be regarded as satisfying my wife's wish and no longer botheres me all day long.

No, maybe the team leader of the production workshop is not good, at least it is possible to become a section chief. After all, it is not from the same department at all.

Jiang Zijun was thinking about it all, and the car drove past him.

"Oh," Jiang Zijun was stunned for a moment. The people in the car seemed a little familiar, so why did he look so much like his third brother?

No, I just felt like something and didn't look carefully. I probably saw it wrong.

"Hey, what are you thinking?" At this moment, a woman's voice came from behind her and she reached out to shake in front of Jiang Zijun.

"Xiaorong." Jiang Zijun came to his senses and looked at the woman in front of him with a smile.

"Why are you stunned?" Ding Xiaorong looked at Jiang Zijun and asked.

"Just, didn't the factory's car come back? I saw a man in the car who looks quite like my third child,"

Jiang Zijun said.

"Your third child is the college student who is studying in the capital." Ding Xiaorong asked.

"Um,"

"Didn't you read it wrong? That's the factory director's car." Ding Xiaorong asked.

"Maybe I've read it wrong and didn't see it clearly, but the third brother should be back soon. If it weren't for the third brother to come back, we should have gotten married this year."

Jiang Zijun said.

Ding Xiaorong is now considered a fiancée. Both families have met, but Jiang’s mother wants to wait for Jiang Xiaobai to come back before holding a wedding for them.

It was just right for Ding Xiaorong's family, and she also thought that a college student would come back and have a good reputation for getting married, so she agreed.

"Let's go, go back, aunt is still waiting to go back to have dinner." Ding Xiaorong said, and agreed to go to the Jiang family for dinner today.

Although the matter between the two has been decided, they still kept a distance of half a meter while walking in the factory.

After all, I am not married, and even married couples, and I will not hold hands when I go out in this era.

"By the way, did you go and ask for a house?" Ding Xiaorong didn't think much about Jiang Xiaobai. While walking, she tilted her head and looked at Jiang Zijun and asked.

That’s right, if you want a house, you don’t buy a house at this time, but you want it from the factory.

"I went to the real estate department today." Jiang Zijun spoke, and the expression on his face suddenly became bitter.

"There are so many people waiting in the factory to ask for houses. There are not so many houses at all. There are a lot of people who meet the requirements, and many people have been waiting for more than ten years. How can it be our turn?"

Jiang Zijun said that although according to the conditions, after getting married, those who do not have a house can apply for a house from the factory.

But there are too many monks and too little porridge, and when there are many people who meet the conditions, they can only wait slowly.

"But your uncle and aunt were employees of the factory. They have worked all their lives. They have never asked for a house with the factory. Now that you are married, shouldn't you want a house?"

Ding Xiaorong said anxiously, that woman didn't want her own house when she got married, and this matter was the same whether it was now or later.

Jiang Du and Jiang’s mother have always lived in a small yard handed down by their seniors, so they have never applied for a house with the factory.

"Who said no? But people say that many people have been queuing for more than ten years and cannot live in their homes. There are several people like our workshop alone. Let us wait first if we are young."

Jiang Zijun said.

"Wait, when will it take? Ten years or eight years." Ding Xiaorong said dejectedly.

"There is nothing to do!" Jiang Zijun said helplessly.

"Okay, my family is looking for connections to see if I can transfer me from the production workshop to the office or logistics. If I can transfer me to the office or logistics, we will have a better chance of getting a house."

Ding Xiaorong thought about it and said that if she could be transferred to the office, she would be more relaxed.

And taking care of the family after marriage is also more convenient.

"Well, when I go back, my dad will also think of a solution. He has worked in Longgang all his life and has known some people."

Jiang Zijun said, the couple thought about it and walked out of Longgang.

Jiang Zijun rode his bicycle, Ding Xiaorong jumped into the back seat and hugged Jiang Zijun's waist.

The bicycle bell made a crisp ringtone, and the two of them felt inexplicably better.

On the other side, Jiang Xiaobai had already gotten off at the entrance of the factory guesthouse.

"Manager, why are you here?" The waiter saw the factory manager's car and hurriedly ran out of the house. He had met many factory leaders in the guesthouse.

There are also people who go to notify the leader.

"Well, let's open two rooms for them, and they will stay here tonight." Zhao Gang said.

"Okay, factory manager." The waiter responded and quickly looked for the key. He didn't mention any letter of introduction, or anything else. The factory manager's instructions were better than any letter of introduction.

Soon, the leader of the guesthouse also came over, first greeted Zhao Gang respectfully, then turned to look at Zhao Xinyi and said.

"Xinyi is on vacation. I haven't seen her come back from the capital in the past six months. The bigger and more beautiful she is."

He knows Zhao Xinyi.

Zhao Xinyi showed a smile on her face that suited the expectations of the society and called her uncle.

"These are my daughters and classmates. Their home is from the county below. Stay for one night and will go back tomorrow." Zhao Gang said.

The rooms they open are the best in the guesthouse. They dare not neglect if they can accompany Zhao Gang to open the room.

After opening a room here, Zhao Gang saw Jiang Xiaobai carrying his bag on it.

Zhao Gang originally thought that Jiang Xiaobai was going home, Li Beibei and Zhang Lanfang were in one room.

I didn't expect Jiang Xiaobai to live here too.

"I'm going to Jianhua Village tomorrow, so I won't go home, otherwise I won't be able to get out tomorrow." Jiang Xiaobai explained with a smile.

I haven't been home for half a year. If I go back today, it would be strange if Jiang's mother could let him go out tomorrow. But at the end of the year, there were a lot of things in several factories in Jianhua Village, so Jiang Xiaobai simply stopped going home and returned home after finishing his work in Jianhua Village.

Zhao Gang frowned slightly, and had a bad impression of Jiang Xiaobai.

If a student has something to do, he is going out to play, but he actually goes home and doesn't enter, thinking that he is Dayu.

Dayu still has a heavy responsibility, what can you do as a student?
Chapter completed!