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Chapter 216 Division Training Class

Su Jin's work was successfully resolved, which not only made "Tailor Su's" family overjoyed, but also made them grateful to Hong Yanwu. It also aroused great admiration in the Bian family.

As for Bian Jiangong, I hope that is suddenly magnified tenfold. Facts speak louder than words.

Although he still didn't dare to fully believe that Hong Yanwu could let him be a driver. However, seeing how well Su Jin did it, he must have been able to find a stable regular job in a more decent company.

So in the past few days, he kept showing off to his father. "Dad, look, I should drink this wine. Xiao Wu didn't brag. It wouldn't have been possible for Su Jin..."

Although Uncle Bian didn't like his son, he sincerely hoped that this would happen. He said, "Xiao Wu really wants to make it happen for you. Remember his good deeds, and don't forget to repay them if you have the opportunity in the future.

When something happens, you can't retreat. This is better than asking for a meal and pretending to be righteous by feeding the cat urine! Do you hear me?"

Even Aunt Bian couldn't help but praise her when she knew about it.

"This Xiaowu is really capable. He has accomplished such a big thing! This kid is amazing! Not only can he buy a cheap TV, but he can also make a career in society. He is really not just messing around.

Why didn't you see it? I'd like to see if he can accomplish the meritorious work. If he can accomplish it, I will... I really have to..."

As she was talking to herself, the aunt who was standing in the yard where clothes were hanging out suddenly saw "Tailor Su" coming into the yard after get off work.

The old lady stopped her and asked, "Hey, Lao Su, how are you going to thank Xiao Wu for your son's matter?"

Old Su was suddenly startled, thinking that Aunt Bian couldn't stand it and was trying to find fault with him.

"Ah? Sister-in-law Bian, it's not that I don't want to thank you. I can't even see Xiao Wuren, how can I... thank him... He has a lot of things to do now, such as repairing their old house, and he has to do other things for you...

"

When Aunt Bian heard this, all the wrinkles on her face spread out. She quickly put on a smile.

"Lao Su, I don't mean anything else. Don't I also want to show my appreciation for Xiao Wu's warm-heartedness? I just want to ask you about your plans..."

"Hey, look at you, you're so cool, you scared me..."

The color on Lao Su's face softened. He looked at the front door of Hong's house and saw that no one was there. He came over and said in a low voice.

"Let me tell you this, I sincerely feel that I can't thank you enough. But having said that, our actual conditions are also limited, right? Anyway, I am thinking about it, I have to make good clothes for the child. As for finding another child,

Wu, I might as well invite Lao Hong and the others to dinner. There is no need to go out, just at home. We can do our best, and we all know that no one is picking on us. This is a matter of love, so we invite our parents and our son.

It's the same thing, just express your feelings. I think you might as well do the same thing. Anyway, there will be a long time in the future. As for the children, let Su Jin and Jiangong pay it back slowly. Children's debts can never be paid.

You really should let your parents take the initiative. What do you think..."

Aunt Bian listened carefully and nodded in agreement. "Yes, what you said is true..."

After finishing this scene with Tailor Su, Aunt Bian breathed a sigh of relief and felt that she had some ideas.

But she didn't know that Hong Yanwu was getting angry right now. Because of Bian Jiangong, he had completely played the wrong string.

Indeed! Hong Yanwu’s original plan was to make Bian Jiangong a driver.

It doesn’t matter what kind of driver you are, you can drive a long-distance truck, a short-distance truck, or a small car. Even worst, you can drive a big bus.

If nothing else, cars are so rare in our country these days. There are less than 0.5 cars per thousand people, which is lower than the number in Ethiopia. The technical content of the driver profession is surprisingly high. Being a driver is definitely popular.

If you drive a truck, you can bring personal goods around, and you are a foodie. If you drive a small car, you can either make a lot of money as a taxi, or you can work as a driver for the boss and make a lot of money.

Even if you join the bus fleet, the driver is still a good person. The boss coaxes you to judge the job title first by focusing on the driver. There are still many female conductors, which is convenient for solving personal problems. After working for a few years, you can still make money again.

It's just that Hong Yanwu contacted several factories, units and bus fleets with transportation fleets through Director Li, and even found the office director of the "Capital Automobile Service Company", but it was like a bucket of cold water was poured on his head.

It is not up to these units to decide who they choose as drivers.

Drivers are in short supply and needed everywhere. But these days, individuals have no place to learn how to drive. Therefore, the most critical power lies with the vocational training institutions for drivers.

At that time, places like this were not called "driving schools" but were called "driver training classes." Moreover, they were not open to the public and were all run internally.

Transportation companies, trams, buses, and taxis each have their own "training classes."

When it comes time to hire someone, it’s not the employer who says who should be the driver, but the drivers who have been trained by the internal “training class” and assigned to you. If you don’t use them, there will be no one available.

So, Hong Yanwu had reversed the relationship between superiors and subordinates, and spent a long time to get it all screwed up.

And the most unfortunate thing is that this kind of "director training class" has no contact with the employer at all. They only have contact with the head office or the competent department of each unit, and go through another line. Director Li's social circle is simply not enough to cover the whole area.

Can't catch it.

At this point, Director Li expressed that there was nothing he could do to help, so Hong Yanwu had no choice but to reward him again with two bottles of Wuliangye, and he thought of something else.

But as the saying goes, people come up with solutions, and a living person will never die from choking in urine.

While Hong Yanwu was pondering his network of relationships, he was thinking about those relationships that might overlap with the "Division Training Class".

Suddenly it dawned on him, and he finally thought of something.

No matter how good a driver he is, won't he still have to be under the control of the traffic police? Don't he also have to take a test to get a driving license?

With that, he went to Zhang Baocheng to find a solution.

Not to mention, after paving the way with cigarettes and alcohol, and clearing the way with food and drink, within two days, through Zhang Baocheng's classmates in the traffic brigade, he contacted a deputy director of the "Beijing Second Automobile Company Director Training Class".

This is the entrance of the hot office specially for training taxi drivers for "Shouqi Service Company". It is definitely an unexpected surprise for Hong Yanwu.

But what was even more unexpected was what happened next. When they met, Zhang Baocheng's traffic police classmate Hong Yanwu was stunned before he could make an introduction.

I bet the deputy director, who was respectfully called "Brother Meng" by the traffic police, was none other than Song Guofu's father's driver, Master Meng.

Not only did Hong Yanwu ride in someone else's car, they also had roast duck at the same table.

Okay, Master Meng was happy when he saw Hong Yanwu, "Oh, it's you. I didn't expect to see you here again. Why are you treating me to roast duck again today? Do you want to give me a duck rack?"

This joke immediately brought the distance between them. When Zhang Baocheng and his classmates figured out that Hong Yanwu and Master Meng were old acquaintances, they both laughed.

Now there was no need for false politeness, and there was nothing that could not be tolerated. A few people sat in the restaurant. Hong Yanwu and Master Meng had a dispute over who should treat them.

After ordering the food, we sat down to chat. Hong Yanwu couldn't help but be curious, and first asked Master Meng why he left Director Song and was transferred to the "Division Training Class" as the deputy director.

Master Meng told him that he had been driving all year round and had suffered from lumbar disc herniation and frozen shoulder. Since this year, he has been unable to keep up with driving for Director Song.

But Director Song was a very affectionate person. After understanding the situation, he neither wanted him to continue to suffer nor could he bear to let him retreat to the second line to work in the miscellaneous team, so he asked someone to arrange for him to come here.

Of course, it was a good job here. The welfare package was better than that of the Grain Bureau. He no longer had to drive, and he was given a full-time job. He was an official, not a big one, not a small one. This was regarded as a full-fledged job.

At this point, Master Meng asked about Hong Yanwu's reason for coming. After hearing this, he became curious.

The first point is that I am curious about why Hong Yanwu didn't follow Director Song's path. This matter is nothing to Director Song. Why did he have to go through such a big detour and ask his grandfather to sue his grandmother?

Another point is that he also can't understand why Hong Yanwu is so enthusiastic about helping his neighbors find jobs and has to find such a good reason when he is willing to work as a temporary worker. Very few people can do this job.

Obviously, these two questions also attracted the two young policemen. Zhang Baocheng and his classmates did not expect that Hong Yanwu knew a high-ranking director. They were surprised and couldn't figure it out.

Hong Yanwu explained to them that he only had friendship with Song Guofu, the son of Director Song, and he had to rely on Song Guofu to ask Director Song to do anything.

Song Guofu attaches great importance to feelings and will definitely not refuse. However, if he does this, he will undoubtedly make the Song family look down upon him and even question their friendship. I am afraid that their friendship will change.

As a human being, in fact, the more true a friend is, the less trouble he should cause to others. He cherishes this friend very much and does not want to trade friendship for this convenience.

As for him, his family has changed a lot this year. Their original savings and old house have been implemented according to the policy, and now he is neither short of money nor housing.

No matter what unit he goes to, he can't be promoted based on his "trendy foundation", let alone being controlled by others? It's good to work as a temporary worker in order to be free.

As for him being able to help his neighbors like this, it's because of his emotional level.

As the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. When he was born, these neighbors were just like his own family. It was thanks to them that his family was able to survive the difficult years safely.

Now that you have the financial means to help your neighbors, why not? Anyone else has to do this. Otherwise, who would he be?

To be honest, no one is that pure. Hong Yanwu is also a bit hypocritical, and he always says things that sound nice.

In fact, Song Guofu felt that it was not worth worrying about such a trivial matter. It was a relationship that could only be used in preparation for critical moments and important matters.

As for Bian Jiangong, in addition to sincerely helping his neighbors, he also had self-interested considerations.

Don't look at the fact that this year the country has just announced that it will no longer prohibit private ownership of cars. But these days, even buying a black and white TV is a big deal. How many people can afford to buy a private car? What's more, if they can afford it, who would dare to make such a big deal?

A sheep?

Therefore, for a long time, private cars will not even be considered. If Bian Jiangong can become a driver, it will be more convenient for him to use a car in the future. The best of both worlds.

But even though Hong Yanwu had selfish motives, after all, he could explain it in such a clear and logical way. No one could say that he was wrong.

What's more, knowing the chief's son, and how he got in touch with the chief, the two young policemen couldn't help but look up to him.

Zhang Baocheng and his classmates laughed, nodded in agreement, and said a bit flatteringly, "You have thought things through, that's why."

As for Master Meng, he was really touched and praised him, "This principle is simple and everyone can say it, but how many people can really do this? You are not a bad person. And what about Guofu?"

, I have watched him grow up, and he is an even more kind-hearted child. Because few of his friends in the past were sincere, I am very happy for him to have you as a friend. So, Chong Guofu has always regarded me as his uncle.

You are so kind and righteous. I will take care of this matter if you leave it to me..."

Well, as the hot dishes began to arrive on the table, Hong Yanwu excitedly toasted Master Meng... no, toasted Director Meng with a glass of wine, and the matter of Bian Jiangong was resolved so smoothly.

Compared with Su Jin's experience, this can be said to be a saying: "You can't find anything even if you break through iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get there."

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