Director Wang slowed down and walked over quietly. The two children were hiding behind the pile of abandoned bricks, muttering quietly.
The older boy is about ten years old, and the younger girl is only five or six years old. The clothes they wear are all patched, their bodies are thin, and their faces are vegetable green. The only person who can match their age is
The only thing that matches her is her big, watery eyes, which reveal an innocent and romantic look that has not been destroyed by the hardships of life.
Director Wang recognized the two of them and said with a smile: "Dahua, Erhua, why are your cats here?"
The two of them were muttering in a low voice when they were startled by Director Wang. They raised their heads and saw that it was Director Wang. They couldn't help but shrink their necks and lowered their heads without saying a word.
Damn it, this Aunt Wang likes to meddle in other people's business. She must have heard what she just said.
Wang Erhua ran over and hugged Director Wang's leg, crying loudly: "Auntie, please don't tell mother that we are going fishing, otherwise she will definitely be angry. Mother has been in even worse health recently.
, can’t be angry anymore.”
Wang Dahua couldn't help holding her forehead, and stepped forward to pull Erhua: "Sister, are you sure Auntie heard it just now?"
"Ang?" Erhua was a little confused.
Wang Dahua shook his head helplessly. He had already decided that even if he wanted to go fishing, he couldn't take Erhua with him.
Director Wang looked at the cute appearance of the two children and felt very distressed. He smiled and said, "Don't go fishing either. Auntie has found a good job for your father. You should take Auntie to your house as soon as possible."
When Dahua heard this, she jumped up excitedly and immediately took Director Wang's hand and walked into the courtyard.
The houses in the courtyard are relatively shabby, they are all crooked adobe houses with linoleum covering the roofs. When it rains heavily outside, it will rain lightly inside.
Most of the residents in the compound do not have formal jobs, not because they are not working hard enough, but because of various unavoidable reasons.
Take Wang Dahua's family as an example. His father is Wang Zhijun. He was originally a worker in a lumber factory on the outskirts of the city. Later, his wife got a strange disease and lay in bed unable to move. She needed someone to take care of her. However, working in a lumber factory could not take care of his wife, so he could only
I quit my job and started working as a temporary worker while my wife was sleeping.
Later, as the children grew older, someone took care of Wang Zhijun's wife. However, as he got older, finding a formal job became a luxury.
With the need to buy medicine for his wife and the expenses for several children, the Wang family's life was tight. However, despite this, Wang Zhijun still did not lose hope in life and kept the house clean.
Seeing the children coming in with Director Wang, Wang Zhijun hurriedly put down the hot towel, covered his wife with a quilt, stood up and came out: "Director, are you here? Did the match factory give you another job?"
In the past, the main income of the Wang family was the coolie money Wang Zhijun earned from carrying bags, and the money the whole family earned from pasting matchboxes. Since last month, the task of pasting matchboxes has become less and less, and the Wang family's income has dropped by more than half.
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"Dad, that's not it. Auntie said that she has found a good job for you." Wang Dahua said excitedly.
Wang Zhijun became excited and poured a bowl of boiling water for Director Wang: "Director, is it true?"
Director Wang smiled and said: "Of course it is true. The steel rolling mill is going to open a poverty alleviation workshop and needs to recruit two hundred temporary workers. The job content is to make security gates."
"Security gate... What is a security gate? Director, I have never done that thing. Don't delay the important events of the steel rolling mill." Wang Zhijun said.
Director Wang took a sip of water and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Director Li from the Poverty Alleviation Workshop has already said that making security gates is very simple. Besides, there are masters to guide you. You only need to learn for a day or two before you can get started."
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The wages are calculated based on the number of security gates made. The labor compensation for making one security gate is 2 cents, and at least 7 can be made in a day."
Wang Zhijun's eyes widened: "Seven units, that's one yuan and forty cents, which is more than forty yuan a month, which is comparable to a regular worker's job."
Director Wang nodded: "Director Li from the poverty alleviation workshop said that after you become proficient, you can make at least ten units a day, which will definitely be higher than the salary of regular workers. I got this batch of places, considering that your compound
There are many poor households, so they came here first. Now you can gather all the poor households together and discuss who should allocate the quota. Although I have two hundred quotas in my hand, you also know that in our neighborhood
There are many more compounds like yours, and I can only give you ten places."
Wang Zhijun is the steward of the courtyard, responsible for the communication between the street office and the residents of the courtyard, and he has always been very prestigious in the courtyard, so it is appropriate to leave this matter to him.
Wang Zhijun nodded: "This is a good thing, director, please wait a moment, I will get everyone together right away."
Wang Zhijun stood up and shouted to Dahua and Erhua: "Go and call out Uncle Zhou, Aunt Niu, Mistress Hu, and the third family... and ask them to have a meeting in the middle of the compound."
Dahua and Erhua ran out quickly, knocking on doors and calling people.
After a while, the residents in the compound gathered in the middle of the compound.
Wang Zhijun and Director Wang came to the front of the crowd. He cleared his throat and explained Director Wang's purpose.
"Those who want to sign up now raise their hands and ask the director to write down their names and report them to the steel rolling mill."
When the residents heard that they could get more than 40 yuan a month, they became very excited.
However, when they heard that there were only fifteen places, they all lowered their heads and no one raised their hands.
Everyone knows that there are too many poor households in the courtyard, and the fifteen places are simply not enough. They are all neighbors, and no one can bear to take this opportunity away.
There was no other way, so Wang Zhijun could only start calling names: "Uncle Liu, you are too old to do heavy work. Aunt Liu has always been in poor health. I count you among them."
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Wang Zhijun pointed to a little man and said: "Lao San, none of your five brothers are married because of poor family conditions. I count you among them."
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Unknowingly, Wang Zhijun had already counted fifteen people. These people were indeed poor households. However, Director Wang frowned when he took the list: "Zhijun, what about you? Your family's situation is not good either.
Why don’t you count it?”
Wang Zhijun scratched his head and smiled honestly: "Director, I am young and strong. Now I can make money carrying big bags in the workshop, so I'd better give the opportunity to others."
As soon as he said these words, the people below immediately stopped.
Uncle Liu walked out of the crowd, pointed at Wang Zhijun and said: "Zhijun, I can see everything going on in your family. My wife is lying on the bed unable to move, and she has four children. If you don't want this quota today,
I don’t want it either, even if the King of Heaven invites me, I won’t go.”
The third child also waved his fist and said: "Brother Zhijun, you have found better jobs over the years, but you have given them to others. Today you can't give them any more, but I heard from Dahua that my sister-in-law has recently
Your health is getting worse and you are anxiously waiting for money to see a doctor. If you don’t think about yourself, you have to think about your sister-in-law!"
The residents whose names were called just now also said that if Wang Zhijun was not a temporary worker in the poverty alleviation workshop, then they would not sign up to participate.
Later, a man from a slightly better family rushed forward and crossed out his name, then wrote Wang Zhijun's name on it, and the turmoil finally subsided.
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The steel rolling mill set up a poverty alleviation workshop and began to recruit temporary workers, which quickly caused a sensation in the Siheyuan neighborhood.
A first-level fitter works hard for a month to get a salary of 27.5 yuan, while a temporary worker can get more than 40 yuan a month. How can people not be jealous of this!
When Jia Zhang got the news while visiting her house, she immediately ran home and woke up Qin Huairu who was sleeping.
Looking at Qin Huairu who looked sleepy, she was so angry that her family didn't even have the money to buy noodles. She didn't worry at all and slept soundly every day.
Of course, Mrs. Jia Zhang had a bankbook in her hand, but she couldn't bear to take it out! She wanted to keep the money to buy painkillers. The painkillers were so delicious that if she didn't take them for a day, Mrs. Jia Zhang would feel panicked.
Qin Huairu yawned, looked at Jia Zhang and asked, "Mom, are you ready to cook?"
Mrs. Jia Zhang was so angry that she said: "We don't have any noodles at home, how can we cook?"
Qin Huairu curled her lips: "You won't buy it if you don't have face, and I don't have any money."
She knew that Mrs. Jia Zhang had a lot of money hidden in her hands. Qin Huairu did not go out to find a job these days just to squeeze the money out of Mrs. Jia Zhang's hands.
At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang didn't care to talk to Qin Huairu. She leaned down and said excitedly: "Qin Huairu, something good happened. Did you know? Li Donglai is now the workshop director."
Qin Huairu was shocked, Brother Donglai became the workshop director!!
In the past, even if Li Donglai became the director of the laboratory, it would not have as big an impact on her as being the director of the workshop.
For Qin Huairu, a worker who has worked in the workshop for seven or eight years, the workshop director is equivalent to a big leader.
If she can persist in Qinjiagou for a few more years, then the position of the wife of the workshop director will be hers.
Thinking of this, Qin Huairu's intestines turned green with regret.
Regret!
Seeing Qin Huairu's silence, Mrs. Jia Zhang angrily hit her with her elbow: "Hey, you haven't woken up yet?"
Qin Huairu quickly calmed down her emotions and asked as if nothing had happened: "Ah, mother, what was the good thing you just said?"
Mrs. Jia Zhang narrowed her eyes with joy: "Li Donglai's workshop is now recruiting temporary workers. Our Siheyuan neighborhood has been allocated 200 quotas. I have heard that temporary workers can earn more than 40 yuan a month.
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Qin Huairu frowned: "If you pay such a high salary, you will definitely have to work when you go to work. Are the two of us the kind of people who work?"
Qin Huairu is much more sober than Jia Zhang. She believes that Li Donglai would not be stupid enough to pay such high wages to the workers for no reason.
Mrs. Jia Zhang was not stupid either. She smiled and winked at Qin Huairu: "Daughter-in-law, why are you so honest? Who said we two are going to work? We can go to Jiajiagou to find two
A strong laborer works for us, and we are paid fifteen yuan a month. There must be people rushing to do it.
Then won’t the remaining twenty-five yuan fall into our hands?
It’s fifty yuan for two people.
If we can get ten places, we can earn 250 yuan a month, and we will be rich soon!"
Qin Huairu was stunned when she heard this, but after thinking about it carefully, she found that Jia Zhang's idea seemed to make sense.
Anyway, the quota is not given to anyone. Her Jia family is also a poor household, so why can't she get it?
So, Qin Huairu put on her clothes and got out of bed. After some preparations, she came to the Siheyuan Street Office.
Director Wang of the Subdistrict Office was writing materials. When he saw Qin Huairu coming, he stood up and said with a smile: "Comrade Qin Huairu, are you here to receive the task of pasting matchboxes? It just so happens that several families have found other jobs recently.
I can transfer their task of making matches to your family."
It seems that a lot of quotas have been issued. Qin Huairu said hurriedly: "Director, I am not here to accept the task. I heard that the steel rolling mill has issued some temporary worker quotas to our courtyard block. You see, my family is also a poor household.
,Why don’t you consider my family?”
This sentence made Director Wang not know how to answer for a while.
There are two requirements for becoming a temporary worker. The Jia family is indeed a poor household, but they are all lazy people. Why would Director Wang let the Jia family go to the steel rolling mill and dump people from the courtyard block?
Seeing that Director Wang remained silent, Qin Huairu thought that there was something wrong in Director Wang's mind, and the anger in her heart rose. She crossed her arms and said coldly: "Director Wang, you are the director of the old street office. You have always dealt with things fairly, but
You can't ruin your reputation because of some trivial things, leading to the loss of your life."
Director Wang originally planned to save some face for Qin Huairu, but seeing that Qin Huairu was so ignorant, she stopped being secretive. She looked at Qin Huairu funny and said: "Comrade Qin Huairu, before you accuse others, why don't you want to
I wonder if it’s because of your Jia family that I don’t allocate quotas to you.
Being a temporary worker requires hard work. Every one of you in the Jia family is a lazy person. Even bending down to pick up money is tiring.
You tell me, I dare to allocate the quota of temporary workers to you!
If I did that, would I be worthy of the leaders of the steel rolling mill and the trust of Director Li Donglai?"
After saying that, she ignored Qin Huairu and almost cried, stood up and said: "I hope you can reflect on it. I have to go to a meeting now, so I won't see you off." She turned around and left the office.
Qin Huairu froze in place for a long time. She did not expect that Director Wang would show no mercy at all.
Isn't it just a bit lazy? There are so many people in the workshop. If I am lazy and it doesn't affect the overall situation, what's the big deal?
Since he didn't get a quota from Director Wang, Qin Huairu could only make his decision on Li Donglai.
But she knew very well that if she came to ask for a quota, Li Donglai would definitely not agree.
She needed a strong ally to attack Li Donglai, so that Li Donglai had to give up his quota.
