The little eyes in the bangs were darting around, and he quickly figured it out.
Da Mao is really doing it for my own good this time!
This friend can handle it.
Busy bowed his body and said with a smile: "Da Mao, the second uncle drank too much and was so drunk that he thought you were that bad guy Lao Yi."
He tugged at the corner of Xu Damao's clothes: "Come on, tell the second uncle quickly what the good thing is. What happened to the general and Factory Director Yang you just mentioned?"
Xu Damao originally wanted to hold his bangs for a few more minutes, so that he could remember it for a long time.
But considering that I needed to go to Lao Mo to pay as soon as possible, I gave up this idea.
"Comrade Liu Haizhong, now I have a good opportunity to give you. It depends on whether you can seize it."
"What good opportunity?" Liu Haizhong's eyes widened, looking like a third grandson.
"I got to know a few generals, and they were able to talk to Factory Director Yang and the big leaders in the factory. I finally invited them to have dinner at Lao Mo's restaurant in the evening, but I found that I didn't have enough money.
Of course, it’s not that I don’t have money. I still have two bankbooks worth 300 yuan at home.
It's just that it's getting late now and the bank is already closed.
So, let me ask you, are you interested in being an official?
If you're interested, we'll pay half of the meal per person.
I will put in a good word for you at the dinner table."
I have to say that Xu Damao's acting skills are really good, and he can fool people better than those liars in later generations.
Coupled with the fact that his words were false and false, Liu Haizhong was immediately overjoyed after hearing this.
The fat on his face trembled wildly, his eyes narrowed into slits, and he could barely close his mouth from ear to ear, and said: "Da Mao, you managed to get in touch with me. The second uncle has taken advantage of you. How can I let you pay half of it!"
"
Xu Damao waved his hands seriously: "Half of the promise is half of it. Am I, Damao, the kind of person who takes advantage of others?"
"But you also know that Lao Mo's food is very expensive. Second uncle, you are so..."
Halfway through, Xu Damao looked Liu Haizhong up and down, his meaning was obvious, do you have that much money?
"Oh, Damao, you underestimated the second uncle, didn't you! Your second uncle is a seventh-level welder in the factory. Although his salary is not as high as that of Yi Zhonghai, he has saved a lot of money over the years. How much does half of it cost?
"
A feeling of being "scorned" emerged from the center of her bangs.
"I've done the math. This time we're all generals. We can't pick up cheap dishes. A table of Lao Maozi dishes will probably cost 80 yuan. If you add two or three bottles of Maotai, it'll basically be around 120 yuan.
, half is sixty yuan." Xu Damao counted on his fingers.
"Hey, it's so expensive." Liu Haizhong took a breath, rolled his eyes around, and asked timidly: "Maotai liquor in department stores usually only costs seven or eight yuan a bottle. We can't go to the store to buy it.
Lao Mo?"
Xu Damao looked disdainful: "Second uncle, you are a country bumpkin. Are you embarrassed to bring wine in from outside when you are eating in Lao Mo? Wouldn't that be a slap in the face of a general? Besides, I really didn't count the money for the drinks. Wan
A general wants to try Lao Maozi's vodka, but your sixty yuan is not enough!"
As he said that, he saw some hesitation in Liu Haizhong and waved his hand: "Forget it, I'll go find Yi Zhonghai. Although he and I don't deal with each other, he will definitely not miss such a good opportunity. He was mumbling this a while ago.
Be the workshop director."
When Liu Haizhong saw Xu Damao turning around to leave, his heart skipped a beat and he stopped thinking and hurriedly stepped in front of Xu Damao.
With a smile on his face, he said: "Da Mao, not much, not much at all! I will get you the money right now, just wait."
He was afraid that Xu Damao would leave, so he closed the door and quickly entered the back room.
I took out an iron candy box from the box and opened it. There was a pile of big unity inside.
Ten yuan, twenty yuan...
While counting, the second aunt came over with a puzzled expression: "Old man, do you really believe that Xu Damao can make you an official?"
"It's not Xu Damao, it's the generals!" Liu Haizhong raised his head.
"Even if you are a general, you cannot be an official. There are only a few quotas for promotion in the steel rolling mill every year, and you are only a seventh-level fitter with an elementary school education." The second aunt always felt that there was something wrong with this matter. Xu Damao would have it.
So kind? And sixty yuan is almost equivalent to Liu Haizhong's salary for a month, which is not a small amount.
"High school! High school! High school! I am a high school student!" Liu Haizhong was so angry that his chest was heaving, and he stared at the second aunt fiercely: "At my level, I am more than enough to be a workshop director. I never had the chance before.
, now that some generals and commanders are giving me good words, I will surely rise to the top. Don’t you want me to be an official?”
"No, no, I'm afraid that you will be deceived. Promotions in the steel rolling mill are always fair, just and open. You have been taking exams for so many years, but you still haven't been able to become an eighth-level fitter." The second aunt was a little afraid of Liu Haizhong, but she cared more about money.
, said bravely.
Liu Haizhong curled his lips and said disdainfully: "It's all women who have long hair and short knowledge. You don't have long hair either. Why are you so pedantic? As long as people are doing things, there will never be justice, fairness and openness. Otherwise Xu Damao
How did a projectionist suddenly transform into a publicity officer?"
The second aunt was speechless.
Liu Haizhong lowered his head very proudly, only to realize that he had forgotten how many to count.
"It's all your fault!"
Then I started counting again.
Ten yuan, twenty yuan...
...
In the main room, Xu Damao was sitting on a chair, feeling very anxious. He didn't think Liu Haizhong would be an idiot.
It is impossible to become a seventh-level blacksmith without extraordinary skills and wisdom.
Now I just hope that this old guy will be stunned by being an official.
Hearing the sound of hurried footsteps, he saw a handful of banknotes coming out of his bangs.
Xu Damao shouted in his heart, it's stable!
"Da Mao, here is sixty yuan, take it." Liu Haizhong bowed his body and said with a respectful expression: "Wait a minute, you must say good things to me."
"Don't worry. I, Damao, can do things with certainty. You can just wait at home to be the leader!"
After getting the money, Xu Damao didn't bother to talk to Liu Haizhong, left the house, got on his bicycle and went straight to Lao Mo.
Behind him, the second aunt looked at his back disappearing into the darkness and said softly: "Old man, are you really not afraid that he will lie to you?"
"Humph, you underestimate me too much." Liu Haizhong put on a coat and walked outside, "I will go to Lao Yan's house to borrow a bicycle and follow him. If he dares to play with me, I will let him
Know what it means to have an iron fist from a comrade welder."
usu1, in the courtyard, Shazhu has always regarded himself as the God of War.
But the real master is Liu Haizhong.
He weighs nearly 200 kilograms, works in the factory all day long, and is much stronger than the average person.
Also, he developed a pair of iron fists by punching and kicking brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu all the time.
