It was already dark, and every house had lights on.
As he passed the middle courtyard, Du Fei glanced at the grandpa's house from the corner of his eye.
Just when he saw the curtain beside the door being lifted up, there was a pair of eyes peeking out from inside. When he saw Du Fei appearing, he immediately lowered the curtain.
Du Fei understood clearly.
It is estimated that Director Sun has arrived and is now at Yi Zhonghai's house.
Sure enough, when Du Fei returned home and had just lit the stove to burn the kang, Yi Zhonghai and Director Sun came to the door.
Yi Zhonghai took the lead and walked in directly without knocking, followed by a middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses.
Du Fei looked at the other person calmly.
Wearing a Chinese tunic suit, a marching hat, and a smile, Director Sun made a pretty good first impression.
Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill is a department and bureau-level unit, and the workshop director is at least the deputy director level, which is the same level as the deputy county magistrate.
If you can hold this position firmly, you will most likely not be a loser.
At the same time, Director Sun was also observing Du Fei.
The young man standing in front of him showed no anger or hatred, nor did he shrink from his leader.
This gave Director Sun a vague premonition that this matter might be difficult to handle tonight.
The three of them entered the back room.
Du Fei politely asked Director Sun and Yi Zhonghai to sit on the official hat chairs, picked up the tea cup calmly, and poured two glasses of water.
"There is no tea in the house, please forgive me." Du Fei said lightly, took a step back and sat on the Kang.
Director Sun glanced at the teacup and then at Yi Zhonghai next to him.
Du Fei's calmness and composure caught him by surprise, but for the sake of his son, he never turned back.
"Comrade Xiao Du, Master Yi has told you the specific situation. What are your thoughts?" Director Sun decided to get straight to the point first. Maybe the guy in front of him was just bluffing!
"My uncle told me yesterday." Du Fei said calmly: "I will give your son the place to take over in the factory, and let me work as a temporary worker on the street. Director Sun, this is my understanding, right?"
"Xiao Du~ This is also for your own good." Yi Zhonghai frowned, put on the airs of a great man, and began to lecture directly: "Entering the workshop is strenuous work, and with your body, you can't bear it at all. Although going to the streets is
Isn't it good to be a temporary worker, but the work is easy and you can sit in an office? What's more, if you work in a factory or work on the street, your salary is only 16.5 yuan, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
Du Fei ignored Yi Zhonghai, who just looked at Director Sun with a half-smile, and said confusedly: "Director Sun, my brother Sun also graduated from high school, right?"
Director Sun was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Du Fei was referring to his son, but he was a little strange, why did Du Fei mention this?
Du Fei continued: "Then you should understand how difficult it is to get into high school, right?"
Director Sun recalled with emotion when his son was admitted to high school: "Yes! There are fifty or sixty people in a class, and only three or five can go to high school."
"I also graduated from high school!" Du Fei suddenly shook his face and looked at Yi Zhonghai and Director Sun with sharp eyes: "Why do you think you can fool me as a fool? I took over in the factory and am a state-owned official. As long as I don't make any big mistakes,
, not even the factory director has the right to fire me. What’s the point of going to the streets? A temporary worker, if you say get out, get out, how dare you say I’m not satisfied?”
Yi Zhonghai's face turned red when he was scolded.
"There is still a salary!" Du Fei snorted coldly: "In the first three years of working in the factory, I received an apprentice's salary, but I graduated from high school, I am not stupid, and I stayed until I was thirty years old. Is it not too much to be rated as a fifth-level worker? A
The monthly salary is only 55 yuan! I worked as a temporary worker in the street office, and now I earn 16 yuan and 50 yuan. If I work there for ten years, it will still be 16 yuan and 50 yuan. Can it be compared?"
Yi Zhonghai opened his mouth, but was speechless.
Director Sun's expression was serious at first, but after Du Fei finished speaking, he relaxed and took a sip of water from the tea cup at hand. He said with a smile: "Comrade Xiao Du, it seems that you are also a sensible person. In this case, let's open the door."
Skylight speaks out, what do you want?"
Just now Du Fei had been emphasizing the unequal interests of both parties, but did not sternly reject it on the spot. Director Sun picked up on the clues and felt that there was a way.
"Five hundred yuan, ten industrial coupons, plus a bicycle ticket and a radio ticket." Du Fei's expression remained unchanged as he opened the bidding code.
When Yi Zhonghai and Director Sun heard this, their expressions changed immediately.
These money bills must add up to thousands.
I didn't expect Du Fei to be so brave and dare to speak to them.
Especially Director Sun, he stood up on the spot and slammed the table: "This is impossible!"
Du Fei was unhurried: "Director Sun, you don't have to bluff with me. If there is another way, will you come to me? Although my father is not rated as a martyr, he just died in the factory. Now he is robbing me."
Work, if word of this gets out, what will the old ladies in the factory say about you?"
Director Sun and Yi Zhonghai looked even more ugly.
They didn't expect that Du Fei could see so clearly at such a young age.
Especially Yi Zhonghai regretted that he should not have been obsessed with getting involved in this matter.
Director Sun's eyes flickered, still holding on to luck, and coldly snorted: "So what, at worst I don't want this spot."
"It's not up to you!" Du Fei sneered: "I still have to book the thousand-yuan ticket and the job at the street office! I'm already at odds with you. I don't dare to go to work in the factory.
If I get another work-related injury one day, no one will collect my body even if I die."
Director Sun was horrified and even more afraid of Du Fei.
If you can think of guarding against being killed by the enemy, you will definitely think of killing the enemy.
Although Director Sun and Yi Zhonghai came from the war years, neither of them had any experience in joining the army. They really didn't dare to kill people.
"What do you want to do!"
Director Sun's throat rolled, he swallowed with a grunt, and his courage to speak immediately weakened.
"Early tomorrow morning, I will go to the factory to find Director Yang and Deputy Director Li." Du Fei said expressionlessly, but what he said was heart-wrenching words: "The workshop director persecuted the orphans who were injured at work and took advantage of the opportunity to take over the factory. I
Ask them face to face whether the factory is in charge. If the factory is in charge, I'll go to the district. If the district doesn't work, I'll go to the city! I want to see if you, Director Sun, can have all your hands and eyes."
With a pop, Director Sun sat back on the chair, beads of sweat forming on his forehead and temples.
If it's true what Du Fei said, then he is definitely doomed.
There is no need to go to the district or city. He can't pass the test of Factory Director Yang.
Yi Zhonghai was also confused, his face was pale, and he was at a loss.
For a moment, the room fell into silence, except for the heavy breathing of Director Sun and Yi Zhonghai.
A few minutes later, Du Fei was the first to break the silence.
"Since Director Sun can't make up his mind for the time being, it's better to go home and discuss it first. I'll wait for you until tomorrow morning."
Director Sun was in a mess just now.
At this time, he suddenly woke up, as if he had lost all energy. He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "No, I agree."
The corners of Du Fei's mouth turned up and he smiled: "First of all, I wish my brother Sun good luck and a bright future when he enters the factory."
Director Sun was stunned for a moment, and his mood became more complicated.
The tickets worth thousands of dollars, for him, although it hurts, it doesn't hurt his muscles and bones.
More importantly, the goal of letting his son take Du Fei's place as successor and work in the steel rolling mill was finally achieved.
According to reliable information, the trend will change next year, and all unemployed middle and high school graduates will go to the countryside.
Director Sun was unwilling to let his son work as a temporary worker at the street office, so he set his sights on Du Fei and wanted to change jobs with him.
But he didn't expect that he would be bitten back after a hundred steps away.