Bang!

Zhou Tianfen hung up the phone heavily, then sat on the sofa, watching TV without a soul.

As I looked at it, I started to shed tears and sniffled, "Why did I give birth to such an angry thing for you!"

"You were calcium-deficient when you were a child. I was so annoying at night. I will carry you out to see the moon!"

"It takes several hours to hug it!"

"It's been a few months!"

"You have been harsh since childhood!"

"Pull your shit and pee and you will know you're angry with me!"

Speaking of his anger, he clamped his fingers between his index finger and middle finger and clenched them into a fist and pushed them hard on Wang Yu's back twice, "I'll beat you to death, a heartless thing."

Wang Jianyao said, "Son, such a big man should be sensible..."

"Shut up!" Zhou Tianfen turned his head and shouted, "And you, Wang Jianyao, and Xi Ni, I will tell you that you will join forces with this bastard to lie to me in the future. I will be like this TV... "

"Chinese Divorce" is being broadcast on TV.

Wang Jianyao smiled bitterly, "Not, not!"

Wang Yu also hugged Zhou Tianfen, "Mom, don't be angry, I didn't joke with you. I will get you a director in a few days, and you can wait!"

"Get out!" Zhou Tianfen pushed Wang Yu away angrily, "Being director, I think you are bullshit!"

Ah? Is it my mother the first one to be slapped in the face? Wang Yu muttered in his heart.

In fact, Wang Yu can particularly understand Zhou Tianfen's mood.

Two thousand years ago, it was also a flower in the old mining department-level unit of Guohua Group.

Because they both work with Lao Wang, the two chose to buy out one.

Zhou Tianfen thought that his son was older, and the compensation for buying out was 4,600 yuan per year, and buying out was almost over 100,000 yuan.

But just one year after the buyout, the workers' annual income has never been less than 20,000 yuan, and they have been mentioned at once.

At the end of 2003, the annual income of my uncle and aunt actually exceeded 100,000.

Zhou Tianfen was so angry that she thought that she was still paying the social security.

Think about it again, my elder brother’s son-in-law has already mentioned “drill” on the front line. My younger sister’s son came out of the technical school and now he is looking for connections to get to the agency to drive for the leader.

The brother and sister, when they talk about their children's work, their inexplicable sense of superiority always makes Zhou Tianfen angry after returning home.

If you remember correctly, the reason why Wang Yu came back this time should be because his mother pretended to be sick and tricked him back.

The difference is that Wang Yu got angry in his previous life and bought the plane back to Binhai the next morning.

And this time, he spread out his luggage that had not been unboxed, took out his clothes and put them in the wardrobe smoothly.

Not leaving!

"Mom, will you still have dinner with your uncle and the others on that weekend?"

Zhou Tianfen's face turned dark, "What? You haven't been the dispatcher, so why don't you let me celebrate this birthday?"

Well! Although my mother is very angry, the logic is fine.

...

Get up the next morning.

Wang Yu was confused and felt someone pulling his ear, then stood beside his ear and shouted, "Long dispatch, get up!"

Look, isn't this called?

I took a bus to the unit.

I realized that Lin Yao had arrived a long time ago, and wiped the table and mopped the floor.

The windows are fully open and breathable.

"Master, did you sleep well last night?" Wang Yu just said hello to Lin Yao normally.

But Lin Yao's face turned red.

What does it mean? I blushed when I saw me early in the morning. I didn’t watch the sunrise together. Why are you so nervous?

Lin Yao took out a mug from the drawer and handed it to Wang Yu, "I...I bought you a cup, just treat it as thank you for helping me out yesterday!"

Normally, Wang Yu just said thank you, but he took the cup and took a look, "Master, I want to repay my favor with one cup. You don't know how much I have silently loved you!"

Lin Yao looked at Wang Yu with a scoundrel look. She was just introverted, not stupid.

This "shameless" apprentice starts the price.

Lin Yao took out another glass jar, filled with colorful fruit candy, "I bought this for you too!"

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, "What are you buying candy for me?"

"Don't you feel hypoglycemia, you will faint at any time?" Lin Yao said seriously.

Wang Yu muttered: "Fortunately, you reminded me, otherwise I would have forgotten that I had hypoglycemia..."

Lin Yao:...

It seems like I was cheated yesterday.

However, Wang Yu still accepted the gift and placed it on the table as decoration!

He glanced at Lin Yao, and the well-behaved master quickly avoided his gaze and started his day's work.

This is a state-owned enterprise. No one cares about it or asks it. There is a lot of time and freedom. Compared to private enterprises that work overtime at any time and have cardiac arrest at any time, this is really a retirement unit.

But there is also a big problem, there is little money!

Of course, it is unlikely that you will be rich and powerful in such units. The prerequisite for earning more is to take the position.

It seems...it's a bit difficult for mediocre small dispatch to increase income.

But there is no way. There is a thick pile of magazines and newspapers under the desk.

One book "National People", one book "Jiang Yuan Digest", and another stack of "Southern Engineering News".

Wang Yu picked it up and looked through it casually. People in China mainly focus on characters, some of whom are small characters, and some of whom are large leaders of the company.

A posing photo was added to a pose, and a person who regarded the company as his home and was selflessly dedicated was established.

Another book, Jiang Yuan Digest, uses experiences on the construction road, including people and things, and uses prose to express emotions.

Then there is the newspaper, which of course is full of news about Guohua Southern Branch, which is so big that there are such big gas fields wherever you find.

As small as the technical director of a technology unit, what kind of skill innovation team is leading?

Wang Yu asked, "Master, is there a royalty on submissions?"

"Yeah!" Lin Yao said without looking back, "Some...but the quality and quantity of submissions of our company have not improved. Last week, the Southern Branch held a meeting and seemed to have been criticized!"

"Criticize? Why criticize?" Wang Yu asked curiously as he looked through these articles that were like chewing wax.

Lin Yao said, "Because no one in our company contributed articles."

"No one earned the royalties?" Wang Yu couldn't figure out what these people were thinking, "Is the royalties too little?"

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, "They... can be so tired that they can't straighten their waists, but they don't like to write!"

Haha... It's so amazing.

Lin Yao also said, "If anyone can complete the monthly submission task, the monthly bonus will be 500."

It’s enough to pick up money... they just have hands... They are willing to throw two hammers, and they are really convinced.

"How many tasks are there in a month?" Wang Yu was already rummaging through the drawer! See if he could find the letter sign paper.

Lin Yao said, "The press releases per month are three, each of which costs 200 yuan."

"There are six magazine manuscripts in total, and the monthly fee for one article by Gangyuan (official office) is 200 yuan."

"There are four hundred and one magazine at the first level of the Southern Branch."

Wang Yu calculated with his fingers, and calculated the most, and followed the highest specifications, and he received an extra 3,500 yuan a month.

The salary is a messy deduction, and you only get a little more than 2,000 yuan, and you can get a royalty of 3,500 yuan. No one is willing to do it yet?

Ha! Just a little money is second!

Wang Yu saw more than just this little money!

If the operation is done well, the frequency of submission is high, and the pass rate of selection is high, it will be much easier to enter the vision of Jiangyuan Company's Ideological, Political Science and Technology Propaganda Office.

This is simply a ladder, why is no one willing to do it?

Just as Wang Yu muttered, Zhou Yu came in nervously.
Chapter completed!