Lin Dongzhe thought it was a thief at first, so he planned to call someone from the factory security department. Qin Hao stopped him: "How can a thief squat at the door in broad daylight and remain motionless?"
While they were talking, Song Ying came out of the room: "What are you two talking about? It's so lively."
"Mom, look, there's a guy who's been squatting in front of our house for a long time."
Following Lin Dongzhe's gaze, Song Ying's first reaction was also: This person is a thief.
Qin Hao was amused for a while. Lin Dongzhe inherited 80% of his character traits from Song Ying. Fortunately, the other 20% of his cleverness was inherited from Lin Wufeng.
Song Ying walked up to the man: "Comrade, who are you looking for?"
As a result, the man hesitated for a long time and refused to say anything. Song Ying became even more suspicious and wanted to call people from the security department to arrest him on the spot. This frightened the man and hurriedly reported him to his home.
"I am the director of a village-run collective enterprise. My surname is An. I am here to find the forest workers. I am really not a thief."
When Song Ying saw what had happened, she quickly led the person into the house: "Well, my husband won't get off work until six in the afternoon."
Director An smiled honestly: "I know it's not easy to talk about this in the factory, so I'm here waiting for the forest workers to get off work."
Qin Hao often watches the news and has a general understanding of some current policies. Although reform and opening up has allowed individual entrepreneurs and collective enterprises to exist, the actual situation is that they should ignore them and let them develop.
The Ministry of Education also expressly stipulates that college students are not allowed to be assigned to township enterprises. Therefore, the current situation of most township enterprises is that their technology, equipment, and production technology are backward. If they want to develop, they must first make technological breakthroughs.
Lin Wufeng is both a senior engineer and the technical backbone of the compressor factory. This kind of talent is exactly what Factory Director An urgently needs.
"Director An, please sit down for a while. I have to go cook for the children. I'll wait for Wu Feng to come back later and you can talk again."
As soon as Song Ying entered the kitchen, Qin Hao followed her in on the pretext of helping.
"Aunt Song, Director An probably wants to ask Uncle Lin to be the Sunday engineer."
The so-called Sunday engineers were actually working part-time to earn extra money, which was a common phenomenon in later generations. However, in the 1980s, it was easy to get caught. Once reported, they were likely to be punished or even lose their jobs.
Song Ying's hand movements paused: "It's hard to have a day off on Sunday, but you still have to go to work. How tiring is that?"
"Yes, and the salary of you and Uncle Lin should be enough to support your daily life. If it is not possible, my bonus is still there, so there is no need to take this risk." Qin Hao advised, he had won several awards in the past few years.
For the national championship, all the bonuses add up to five to six thousand yuan.
Song Ying patted Qin Hao: "Your bonus is saved for you to get a wife. Besides, how can your uncle Lin and I spend your money?"
"Isn't money just for spending, and this money will only become less and less valuable in the future, so why keep it?"
"Go, stop telling me those nonsense. It's getting more and more worthless to pay back money. How can money still be turned into waste paper? Come out quickly and don't get in the way. I'm going to cook."
Then Qin Hao was kicked out. Song Ying seemed carefree, but she was actually very principled in many things.
At a quarter past six in the afternoon, Lin Wufeng rode his bicycle home, and Director An couldn't wait to greet him.
Director An was indeed willing to spend money. Lin Wufeng's monthly salary at the compressor factory was 60 yuan, but he immediately offered him a salary of 100 yuan a day. In addition, he solved major technical problems and received additional bonuses.
Just when Lin Wufeng was about to agree, he was interrupted by Qin Hao: "Director An, for such a big matter, Uncle Lin must think it through before he can answer you."
"Yes, yes, look, I'm just too excited. Sorry, Lin Gong, so I'll go back first. I'll come back to hear your news in three days."
"Shall we leave after dinner?"
"No, I have something to do in the factory. Next time, I'll have a few drinks with the forest worker next time."
At the dinner table, Qin Hao took the initiative to say to Lin Wufeng: "Uncle Lin, Sunday Engineer is still quite risky now, and the family is not that short of money. I think there is no need to take risks."
"Well, I think Haozi is right. Our family has no debts and our life is pretty good. And we have to work overtime on Sundays. How hard it is..."
Before Song Ying finished speaking, Lin Wufeng stunned her with one sentence: "One hundred yuan a day."
"So many?" Song Ying opened her mouth wide and looked at Qin Hao subconsciously.
Qin Hao said sternly: "Although the salary is high, if you are found out, you will lose your job or be sent to a detention center. It may also affect Lin Dongzhe's future college education. The price is too high."
Song Ying and Lin Wufeng immediately agreed upon hearing this: They are not going!
Compared with the few hundred dollars, of course, their son's future is more important. Although they are not sure whether Lin Dongzhe can be admitted to college, if he can be admitted, they will feel guilty for the rest of their lives because this matter was delayed.
Qin Hao secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. In fact, the financial situation of Song Ying's family is not very good. On the one hand, Song Ying is not the kind of parent who sacrifices everything for her children. She also likes to buy beautiful clothes and eat delicious food.
In addition, Lin Dongzhe is growing older.
The combined monthly salary of Song Ying and Lin Wufeng is only about 130 yuan, which is just enough to spend and cannot save much money.
Qin Hao knew very well that even if he put gold and silver in front of Song Ying, she would not spend a penny, so if he wanted to stop Lin Wufeng from making extra money, he had to rely on Lin Dongzhe.
Although Lin Wufeng's career did develop well after he went to Guangzhou, Song Ying had to leave her hometown and leave Suzhou, the place where she grew up. Song Ying had always regretted it. Qin Hao naturally couldn't let such a thing happen again.
In order to make up for Factory Director An, Lin Wufeng introduced his apprentice: Song Xiangyang, Li Yiming's cousin, to him.
Factory Director An wanted to fight for it at first, but Lin Wufeng expressed his concerns and knew that he could not force it, so he could only agree to let Song Xiangyang go to work in his factory. After all, Song Xiangyang was there, and he would wait for the policy in the future.
With the change, it would be twice the result with half the effort to hire Lin Wufeng again. Moreover, Song Xiangyang had been with Lin Wufeng for several years, and he still had some real skills. He was much better than the big bosses and roughnecks in his factory.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Song Xiangyang is also very happy. He and Li Yiming were caught carrying sacks and reselling goods. There is a "stain" on his file. He has been working for several years and has not been regularized.
The monthly salary is only 34 yuan. When I go to the township factory, the monthly salary is 150 yuan, which is almost five times. What is there to be dissatisfied about?
"I can't change my job anyway, so I might as well make more money while I'm young. Thank you Lin Gong."
Lin Wufeng patted Song Xiangyang on the shoulder: "As long as you can think openly."
At the end of August, Qin Hao and Zhuang Tunan finally left Suzhou and headed to Shanghai.
Originally, Zhuang Tunan did not intend to let Huang Ling see her off, but Qin Hao did not stop Song Ying from seeing her off, so Huang Ling followed her in the name of "accompanying her best friend".
The parting scene was somewhat sad. Song Ying and Huang Ling both tried hard to suppress their emotions and prevent themselves from crying.
"Brother Hao, remember to come back and see us after your vacation. Don't forget about us if you see Sister Muzi."
Lin Dongzhe and Xiang Pengfei tugged at the corners of Qin Hao's clothes, reluctant to let go, and their tone of voice was as resentful as if Qin Hao was Chen Shimei who always gave up.
Qin Hao felt funny for a while, and tapped the two of them lightly on the head: "You two are already men. Remember to take good care of Aunt Song, Aunt Huang, and Xiao Ting at home. Don't let others bully them, you know?"
"Well, Brother Hao, don't worry, we will protect them." Lin Dongzhe said, patting his chest.
After Qin Hao finished speaking, he said to Xiang Pengfei: "When I leave, I will leave the house to you. No matter what my father and mother say, you don't care. Let them come to me. The same goes for everyone else."
"Well, brother Hao, don't worry. I'll die if I don't have the house but the people are there." Xiang Pengfei patted his chest and said.
Qin Hao laughed and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? If the house is gone, you can buy it again. If you die, the house will be of no use. Anyway, I will call the small shop after I have settled in Shanghai. Then you can record the phone number there."
If you have anything to do, just call me and I'll reimburse you for the expenses."
"Hey, I know, Brother Hao."
The sound of the whistle was accompanied by bursts of white smoke, and the train slowly entered the platform. At this moment, Song Ying and Huang Ling could no longer hold on, hugging each other and bursting into tears.
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In the afternoon, Qin Hao and Zhuang Tunan finally squeezed out of the crowded Shanghai Railway Station after a lot of effort.
School buses picking up freshmen from various universities were parked outside the train station. Qin Hao, Zhuang Tunan and other Tongji freshmen boarded the school buses carrying their luggage.
This was Zhuang Tunan's first time in Shanghai, and his eyes showed both curiosity and desire for the new world, as well as anxiety and uneasiness about the unfamiliar environment.
"Haozi, do you think we will be assigned to the same dormitory?"
When the school bus was about to arrive at Tongji Campus, Zhuang Tunan recovered from all kinds of emotions.
"It depends on fate."
What makes Zhuang Tunan happy is that he was lucky enough to be assigned to the same dormitory as Qin Hao. At least there is a familiar person around him, which can make him feel a little more at ease.
When they arrived at the dormitory, the two roommates had already made the bed, leaving only two upper bunks. While making the bed, the four of them introduced each other.
"Suzhou, Qin Hao, are you the number one scholar in science in Jiangsu?"
"Good guy, you are that genius with a total score of 640 and a score of 627 in the exam. You are actually assigned to a dormitory with me."
The two eldest brothers in the same dormitory were both older than Qin Hao and Zhuang Tunan. One was 21 and the other was 24. They were already married, which shocked Zhuang Tunan.
But the ones who were really shocked were the two elder brothers. When they learned that Qin Hao had just turned 16, their eyes almost bulged out.
When Zhuang Tunan saw this, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself: Is this unbearable? You probably don't know yet, but this is the National Games Go champion!
That night, the counselor came to the dormitory and communicated with Qin Hao and the other four that in the early 1980s, college students did not need military training before starting school, and classes were arranged directly.
Turning around, when Qin Hao and Zhuang Tunan came to the classroom, there were already many people inside, some holding books and reading, some looking around, and some dozing off.
Qin Hao recognized Li Jia in the crowd at a glance. There were only a few girls in the architecture department, and the pretty ones were even rarer.
At this time, Li Jiazheng was holding a book and reading intently. She was sitting right next to the window. The sunlight shined through the glass on her delicate face. Two long black braids were draped over her shoulders, one on the left and the other on the right.
There is a bookish air all over his body.
"Let's go sit over there..." Before Zhuang Tunan could finish his words, he saw Qin Hao walking straight to the window, and he had no choice but to follow him.
Perhaps Qin Hao's footsteps alerted Li Jia, who suddenly raised his head. After their eyes met, Li Jia subconsciously wanted to step aside, but found that he was already sitting in the corner.
"Classmate, is there no one sitting here?"
Facing Qin Hao's question, Li Jia looked embarrassed. Zhuang Tunan was a little embarrassed when he saw this, and whispered to Qin Hao: "Let's change seats. Sit in the middle to hear better."
Qin Hao ignored it and sat directly next to Li Jia.
In the 1980s, it was rare for college students to sit at the same table with men and women. Qin Hao's move immediately attracted the attention of many classmates, which made Li Jia even more nervous.
"Classmate, if you want to sit here, I'll let you sit. Please let me out for a moment."
Seeing that Li Jia was already a little anxious, Qin Hao quickly stopped joking.
"Didn't we agree to meet on the university campus? How come we met and then avoided?"
Li Jia was stunned for a moment, then pointed her slender index finger at Qin Hao and said in an incredible tone: "Are you Xiaoxiang Yeyu?"
"Hello Muzi, let's get to know each other again. My pen name is Xiaoxiang Yeyu, and my real name is Qin Hao."
Facing Qin Hao's extended hand, Li Jia hesitated for a moment, then shook it: "Hello, I am Muzi, my real name is Li Jia."
Zhuang Tunan's eyes widened: "You are Haozi's pen pal? You are in the same class as us. Isn't it a coincidence?"
Li Jia took back her hand implicitly and said with a smile: "Yes, what a coincidence. I didn't expect to be assigned to the same class as you."
"Actually, it's not that coincidental. I specifically inquired with the admissions office teacher before I was assigned to this class." Qin Hao spread his hands.
Li Jia and Zhuang Tunan both looked at Qin Hao with some confusion.
Qin Hao smiled: "I told the admissions office teacher that if I are not assigned to this class, I will repeat my studies for another year and go to Qingbei."
Li Jia suddenly came to his senses: "Qin Hao, are you the science champion in Jiangsu this year?"
At this moment, a man in his fifties came to the classroom and immediately attracted the attention of all the students present.
"Professor Sun, he is the one who comes to teach us."
"It should be a benefit for us freshmen in the Department of Architecture. I remember that Professor Sun seems to be supervising doctoral students."
Like other students, Li Jia looked at Professor Sun on the podium with admiring eyes, and naturally introduced Professor Sun's deeds to Qin Hao. However, she stopped mid-sentence. She suddenly realized
She was not writing letters to her pen pal "Xiaoxiang Yeyu", but communicating face to face. The feeling of unfamiliarity and familiarity were intertwined, and she didn't know how to deal with it for a moment.
At this time, Professor Sun had already started class. Li Jia forced herself to abandon distracting thoughts. After all, Professor Sun had a rare opportunity to attend class. However, she could not calm down in her heart.
On the other hand, Qin Hao had already started taking notes without any distractions.
Li Jia secretly despised herself: "You have no future, and everyone is just like a normal person, but you think too much about it."