Sun Mingfan didn't know where his father had offended the old man, and his father never told him. In fact, it was very simple. In the late 1950s, Xiong Huaizhi was labeled as the "Smelly Old Nine", and many people
In order to protect himself, he has to come forward to criticize him. This Sun Fu
The same is true for Cai. He said something against his will and made the teacher suffer unjust injustice, but there was nothing he could do about it. This was due to the times. Even husband and wife and even father and son had to curse each other, let alone master and disciple.
Xiong Huaizhi is magnanimous and selfless and has long forgotten about this matter.
"Hey, Mr. Xiong, my father felt sullen when he saw that the workers couldn't pay their wages. He's taking care of himself at home now, but he's fine. He should be fine after taking a break for a while."
Sun Mingfan shook his head and said.
"Well, the equipment of these three factories meets our requirements. It's just your workers that I'm disgusted with. Take me to see your father and I'll have a chat with him. If he comes forward, I believe things will be better.
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After all, Sun Fucai is an old factory manager, so his words should have some weight. As long as he comes forward, many workers will still listen.
"Okay, okay, everyone, I will lead the way."
The family residence of the No. 3 Factory is located behind the factory area. It is not only the family members of the No. 3 Factory, but also the families of many other surrounding factories. The area is large, covering hundreds of acres, and can accommodate thousands of people.
Because it was built in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, they are all made of earthen bungalows, with alleys within alleys. One alley can accommodate seven or eight families, and there is a public toilet within a few hundred meters.
Because there is no serious planning, garbage is piled up everywhere in the residential area, and dirty water flows on the ground. You have to be careful when walking. Looking at the mud houses, they are even more shabby. Some of them are in disrepair, and some are even dilapidated.
There were all kinds of debris piled up on the roof, and children were running and playing on it. In addition, spider web-like wires were hanging down less than a few meters above the roof, which was scary to look at.
This kind of place will be called a shantytown in 20 or 30 years, and it will be a key target for relocation in the city. If anyone wants to own such a dilapidated house, it will be a profit. But now, no one wants to live in this environment.
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"Good guy, is this a place where people live?"
Mu Xiaohu said with a frown and a curled mouth.
"Xiao Wu, if I had a house like this to live in during the war, I would have been so happy!"
Wang Zhendong rolled his eyes at the other party and said.
After all, Wang Zhendong is a soldier and has experienced many hardships. He is much stronger than Mu Xiaohu, the "gongzi brother".
"Okay, okay, it's my fault!"
Mu Xiaohu shrugged.
"This place is like this. Please watch your steps and don't get confused!"
Sun Mingfan didn't pay attention, and still reminded everyone that he only had one idea now, to retain these "city leaders". As long as he could bring the company back to life, it didn't matter if he called them dad.
"Sun Mingfan, why did you come back if you didn't go to work?"
"Sun Mingfan, can your salary be increased next month?"
"Sun Mingfan, my son is getting married next month, you can get me some iron to sell for money tomorrow...!"
Many people greeted him along the way, but most of them were sarcastic and asked for money. Sun Mingfan didn't say anything, but his face turned red.
They drilled around and soon came to an alley. This alley was similar to the old house where Liu Lang lived. It extended in all directions. Without Sun Mingfan to lead the way, they might not have been able to find the place for a long time.
"This is my home!"
Sun Mingfan pushed open an iron door and several people walked in.
Inside are two small mud houses and a small courtyard of more than 20 square meters. There are sundries everywhere in the courtyard. Under one wall is a simple coal shed made of asbestos tiles with pieces of briquettes piled in it.
"Mom, Dad, I'm back!"
Sun Mingfan shouted.
"Boss, why are you back so soon? Is everything okay in class today?"
A woman's voice came.
"What's the matter? Dad, who do you think is here?"
Sun Mingfan said as he pushed open the door.
"Several leaders, our families are small, please watch your step, watch your step!"
Sun Mingfan reminded them repeatedly while leading several people into the house.
"You guys go in, I'll stay in the yard!"
Mu Xiaohu stood in the yard and refused to go in.
"My family is like this too, there's nothing wrong with it!"
Liu Lang scolded Mu Xiaohu.
"I'll smoke a cigarette before I go in!"
Mu Xiaohu took out a Chinese cigarette with a playful smile and started smoking. Liu Lang was his nemesis and he was used to quarreling whenever he opened his mouth.
"Boss, if you don't stay at home in the factory, why are you running around?"
A slightly older voice sounded.
"Fucai, it's me!"
Xiong Huaizhi said.
"who?"
At this time, Xiong Huaizhi and others had already entered the house. The house was very small, with an area of less than 20 square meters. A kang, a table, three stools, a wardrobe and two stacked wooden boxes took up more than half of it.
place, remaining space
There weren't many. There were a lot of tools on the ground, such as hammers, wrenches, screwdrivers, vernier calipers, etc., which took up half of the remaining space. There was almost no place to stay, and an old man was there.
Lying on the kang.
"Are you? Master!"
The old man got up from the kang when he heard Xiong Huaizhi's voice. When he saw Xiong Huaizhi's appearance, he jumped off the kang in excitement.
"Fucai, your son is busy in the factory, but you are leisurely at home. You are fifty-three today, and you have two years to retire. I am seventy-one today, and I am still working.
That’s not the case with you!”
Xiong Huaizhi smiled.
"Master, let's see the joke. Mother, please clean up quickly and put this table aside...! I'll do it!"
After Sun Fucai finished speaking, he lifted and folded the large wooden table in the center. The table top fell next to the legs of the table, and then placed it next to the cabinet next to it. The space suddenly became much larger.
"Well, your table is very exquisitely designed, a bit like it used to be!"
Xiong Huaizhi nodded slightly.
"I have been dealing with bearings all my life. If I can't make this thing, how can I go out to meet people... Come on, everyone, sit down, master. You sit on the bed, it's hot in here! My dear, hurry up and boil a pot of hot water.
I still have tea leaves in the cupboard, make some tea!"
Sun Fucai shouted to another room, but no one answered, but the figure of an old woman flashed past quickly, and then the sound of running water was heard.
"Master, why did you come to my place? Who are these?"
Sun Fucai asked.
"Dad, these guys and Mr. Xiong are the leaders from the city I told you about!"
Sun Mingfan quickly answered.
"Oops! It turns out to be the leader, boss. Why don't you tell me so that your mother and I can clean up the house? Look at the mess in the house. Quickly, pack everything up quickly!"
When he heard that it was a leader from the city, Sun Fucai immediately became a little embarrassed.
"Fucai, there's no need to be busy. We're here this time to see if your third factory can make the parts we need. I didn't expect that your son is now in charge of the factory, and I heard that you are sick, so I stopped by.
Look at you!"
Xiong Huaizhi patted the other party on the shoulder and said.
"Oh! Master! I'm not sick, I'm just bored... I've been working in the third factory all my life, from an ordinary worker to the director. A few years ago, the factory wanted to produce electric fans.
For more than a month, I led workers to modify dozens of machine tools and finally took out the fans. It was even more intimate than my home...!
As a result, now that I am old and old, the factory is going bankrupt. It doesn’t matter that I am an old guy who is about to retire. What will happen to those workers who are senior and junior? I feel sorry for them!
I went to the Machinery Bureau, but they ignored us and asked us to find a solution by ourselves. I couldn't sleep every day and couldn't think of a solution. Master, leaders, why do you think this is?"
The more Sun Fucai talked, the more excited he became, and his whole body was shaking.
"Dad, didn't the city leaders come to help us?"
Sun Mingfan made his father angry with his words and hurriedly tried to dissuade him.