For five days in a row, Ximen Lang rode a broken bicycle around the streets and alleys of Heshuo City, and his figure appeared in many corners. He felt that if he wanted to survive in a city, he had to understand it carefully and thoroughly.
Heshuo is an emerging metropolis. What is displayed in front of people is the extremely prosperous side of high-rise buildings. In fact, most of the shantytowns have not been renovated. However, because of its unique geographical location, it has been restricted by the provincial government.
It has been attached great importance to and has received vigorous support in recent years, so the future of this city is destined to be bright.
In the past few days, Ximen Lang has been living in a private hotel that costs 20 yuan a day. He spent 50 yuan to buy this old bicycle and rode around. He also visited many schools and finally decided to compare facilities.
It is good to study in Nanfeng Senior High School. However, whether I can enter this school is still unknown.
At around nine o'clock, Ximenlang rode his bicycle to Nanfeng Middle School and rode inside through the small door next to it. However, he was stopped by an old man in his sixties in the guard room.
"Stop the car and get out of here quickly."
Ximen Lang was afraid of damaging the old coffin in front of him, so he hurriedly squeezed the brakes, got down from it, gave the old man a harmless smile, and called out sweetly, "Uncle, I have something to do when I go in."
The old man didn't take his advice at all, and said with a straight face: "It's okay if something happens. The school is a place for studying. How can I let you break in? Come in first to register."
Ximenlang had no choice but to park his bicycle next to him, followed the old man into the guard room, and said, "Old man, I am here because of business. Can you let me go in first?"
"No. Please tell me first, what exactly do you want to go in for?"
This old man does his job impartially and is very principled.
Ximen Lang could only explain his purpose of visit, "I want to study in this school."
The old man looked at his old clothes and the muddy yellow rubber shoes on his feet in surprise, and asked in confusion: "You want to study in this school?"
Ximen Lang looked at his eyes that were on him with some confusion and asked: "Why, can't it be done?"
The old man shook his head and said: "Young man, I advise you not to waste your efforts. Not just anyone can come to Nanfeng Middle School to study. I think you are not a local. To tell you the truth, you don't have your registered permanent residence here, so you can just borrow it to study."
The tuition fee is 10,000 yuan per semester, can you afford it?"
Ximenlang scratched his head and said, "It costs so much money, so why is it so difficult to study here?"
The old man said: "Of course, Nanfeng Middle School is a first-class school in Heshuo City. The admissions are very strict, and not just anyone can get in. Let me tell you, even my job as a gatekeeper is not something that just anyone can do.
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When he said this, the old man had a somewhat showy expression on his face. The implication was, don't think I'm a bad old man. I also have a background, otherwise I would be able to guard the gate of Nanfeng Middle School.
Like a cunning little fox, Ximenlang quickly captured the old man's inner thoughts and asked tentatively: "Uncle, since you have to be careful in your job as a gatekeeper, why do you, an ordinary person who doesn't have a strong background, get this job?"
Are you working?"
The old man said dissatisfiedly: "Who said I have no backing? I will scare you to death if I tell you. I am the father-in-law of the director of education. This school is in charge of my uncle. I come here to work and it is not his fault."
Ximen Lang pretended to admire him and said, "Oh, uncle, you are really amazing. It turns out that you are the father-in-law of the director of education. No wonder you look so blessed. Then what, you smoke a cigarette." He quickly took it from his pocket.
He took out a box of Zhongnanhai cigarettes, handed one out, and lit it with a lighter diligently. He threw the rest on the bed and gave it to the old man.
After a period of contact, Ximenlang gradually understood the national conditions of country Z. If he wanted to do things, cigarettes, alcohol and dinner were indispensable. Of course, there were no gifts to follow, so he bought a box of cigarettes to keep with him.
With his current financial base, he can only buy cigarettes of this grade.
The old man saw that he was quite capable of doing things, and it was quite boring to sit alone in the room, so he said, "Young man, there is a chair over there. Please sit down for a while."
"Thank you, uncle." Ximen Lang sat on the chair with a grateful look and asked: "Uncle, how many years have you been working as a gatekeeper at this school?"
The old man stretched out a slap in the face and said, "It's not a short time, it's been five years."
"Then what did you do before you came here?"
"I didn't have a job before, and I used to work on a few acres of land in the countryside. My wife passed away a few years ago, and my uncle became the director of education, so he took me to the city, rented a house, and arranged for me to work here.
.It’s a pretty good job. I can easily earn over a thousand yuan a month. Why do I do it?”
"Uncle, this job is really good, so what do you do if you keep eating?" Ximen Lang chatted with him wordlessly, hoping to find out something.
"There is a cafeteria in the school, which is very convenient for eating."
"Uncle, are you the only one watching the guard room?"
"No, it's so tiring for one person. We work shifts with two people. This week I am on the day shift and get off work at six o'clock in the evening. When the time comes, go back to the bungalow I rented and get some peanuts, pork heads, meat, etc. to drink.
Take two taels of old money for nothing, not to mention too many cows."
"Haha, the uncle lives so freely, he is even better than a living god."
"When people get old, they don't have any other hobbies. They just like to drink some wine."
Ximen Lang rolled his eyes and said, "Then I don't want to have another wife to warm your feet at night?"
The old man grinned, and the wrinkles on his face were squeezed together like terraces. He smiled and scolded, "You are a young kid, but you know a lot. You even know how to warm your feet." He sighed and said a little.
She said sadly: "It's a lie to say that I don't want to. I also want to find a wife, but these old ladies in the city have very high vision. They always want to find a retired cadre, and they want a building or something, but they don't care.
Come to my old village from the countryside."
Ximen Lang said angrily: "What's so great about the city? Master, don't be discouraged. Those old ladies are not lucky because they don't like you. In the future, I will definitely be able to find someone younger than them."
The old man smiled and said: "We don't dare to dream about that. Those are the rights of retired cadres. For example, my in-laws, retired cadres from the Audit Bureau, have a salary of more than 3,000 yuan a month, and there are more than 100 yuan.
She has a big flat house, she is two years older than me, and she is already sixty-four this year, so she decided to find a thirty-three-year-old daughter-in-law. She is so juicy and has a big breasts and a big breast. She is so sultry...
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After a conversation with the old man, Ximen Lang evaluated him as someone who likes smoking and drinking, and has a lust for sex. He was very interested in his identity as the father-in-law of the Director of Education, and thought he could find a way to take advantage of it.
After chatting for a few more minutes, Ximenlang said goodbye to the old man, left Nanfeng Middle School, and started making preparations very actively.
At six o'clock in the evening, Ximenlang, who had arranged everything, arrived at the gate of Nanfeng Middle School on time. When he saw the old man in the guard room coming out after his shift, he hurriedly shouted, "Uncle, are you off work?"
When the old man saw it was him, he was a little surprised and said, "It's you. Why are you here again? Is something wrong?"
Ximenlang said: "Nothing happened. I went out for a walk and then came over here. Sir, have you eaten yet?"
"I just got off work and haven't eaten yet."
"Really? It just so happens that I haven't eaten either. Come on, I'll treat you to dinner."
The old man was stunned and said quickly: "That's so embarrassing. We don't have a deep friendship. How can I have the nerve to let you treat me? I'd better not use it."
Ximen Lang said sincerely: "Uncle, why are you so polite? I eat alone. The two of us eating together are just adding a pair of chopsticks. It's no big deal. Let's go and find a place to have a drink."
The old man thought to himself, I have to cook when I go back, so why not go and eat his food when I have such a good thing? He nodded happily and said, "Thank you very much."