Although Sun Qiang came this time, he brought thousands of dollars worth of tickets, but in his opinion, there was still no change. It was his father who bullied others and took Du Fei's place in the factory as his successor.
Although one thousand yuan is a lot of money, it is far less than that of a state-owned official worker in a steel mill. As long as he works in the factory until he is thirty years old, his annual salary and various benefits will definitely be more than one thousand yuan.
What's more important is that the formal job in the steel rolling mill can be taken over by children in the future. This is a real iron rice bowl that guarantees income during droughts and floods.
"You sit down first. The new jasmine flowers I bought today are high in pieces." Du Fei took the thermos bottle, scalded the cup, unpacked the tea bag on the table, and pinched a little bit of each cup.
At this time, ordinary people did not pay much attention to drinking tea, especially high-quality tea. They did not like to wash the tea, so they poured it down the first time and the second time it tasted weak.
Sun Qiang glanced at the name "Zhang Yiyuan" on the tea bag, picked up the teacup and took a sip in a well-mannered manner, then reached into the pocket of his cotton-padded coat, took out an envelope, and pushed it in front of Du Fei.
Du Fei took it over and weighed it, but did not open it to check.
Director Sun is a smart man. When things have reached this stage, there is no need to tamper with these money tickets.
Sun Qiang took out another small piece of paper with two red seals: "This is a job introduction letter. Keep it. Tomorrow morning, go to the subdistrict office to report to Director Wang."
Du Fei didn't trust anyone this time. He took the letter of introduction and read it twice.
This letter of introduction should have been prepared a long time ago, otherwise no matter how strong the relationship with Director Sun is, it would not be possible to produce it overnight.
There are two red seals, one is from Du Fei's former high school and the other is from the district Youth League Committee.
Because they are temporary workers, they do not occupy cadre status and do not need to go through organizational procedures.
In fact, Du Fei knew very well that this letter of introduction was just a cover, and what really worked was Director Sun's private operations.
"That's it, I'll go back first." Sun Qiang completed the task and stood up.
Although Du Fei greeted him with a smile from the moment he walked in, Sun Qiang always had the feeling that he was still too young to do bad things.
Then he thought of all the things his father had recounted when he came home yesterday, and he became more and more convinced that the Du Fei in front of him was a smiling tiger who ate people without spitting out their bones.
"Okay, then you go slowly, we can talk again when we have time later." Du Fei sent Sun Qiang away with a smile, but frowned when he returned to the house.
First I opened the envelope and looked at the money coupons inside.
It's exactly the same.
The five hundred yuan is a brand new big unity, the bicycle ticket is a permanent 28 plus, and the radio ticket is a Shanghai type 132.
But at this moment, Du Fei had no time to look at it, so he directly put it into his pocket and stared at the letter of introduction, his thoughts racing in his mind.
This time Sun Qiang was asked to deliver the things, but Director Sun simply didn't show up, which already made it clear that the matter ended here, the money and goods were cleared for both parties, and it would be impossible to send Du Fei to report to the street office tomorrow.
Du Fei had already expected this result. Director Sun was not his biological father and had no obligation to protect him every step of the way.
But if this happens, it will be difficult for him to gain a foothold in the street office.
If you are really stupid and report yourself with a letter of introduction, there will be no problem, but you will expose your base.
In a place like the subdistrict office, there is no way to hide secrets. No matter whether it is a formal employee or a temporary employee, everyone knows what background and connections they have.
If Director Sun showed no sign of any reaction on the first day Du Fei reported for duty, it would be a disguised declaration that he had nothing to do with Du Fei, which would inevitably put Du Fei in an embarrassing situation and reduce him to the bottom of the food chain at the street office.
"That's not okay! Go to the street office, don't be a doormat." Du Fei gritted his teeth secretly, thinking about how to break the situation.
Subconsciously, he first thought of Yi Zhonghai.
Yi Zhonghai's status as an eighth-level fitter and his relationship with Director Sun, as well as being a senior official in the courtyard, sent Du Fei to the street office, so he could barely represent Director Sun.
Moreover, because of Director Sun, Yi Zhonghai was in trouble with Du Fei.
Du Fei believed that as long as he asked, Yi Zhonghai would not refuse to send him to report.
However, although an eighth-level fitter is expensive, he is still a worker in the end and does not have enough weight.
Moreover, once he finds Yi Zhonghai, he is tantamount to telling Director Sun that he has no skills, no one else can use him, and there is no other way he can think of.
Du Fei's face became more serious, trying to find a breakthrough in the memory of the original owner.
Finally, after racking his brains and searching his guts, he found someone.
This person's name is Chen Zhongyuan. In the memory of the original owner, the impression of this person is quite vague.
According to seniority, Du Fei should be called his third uncle. He is the cousin of the original owner's mother. He came to the capital from his hometown more than ten years ago and lived in his house for half a year.
But later the original owner’s mother died of illness, and we gradually lost contact with her.
Until this time, something happened to the original owner's father and he appeared at the funeral wearing a police uniform.
However, the original owner was in a state of confusion throughout the whole process. Apart from wearing a police uniform, he only vaguely remembered that Chen Zhongyuan worked in the Public Security Department of the Municipal Bureau.
Du Fei was not sure whether his third uncle, whom he had not contacted for more than ten years, could help.
But that doesn't stop him from coming to the door and giving it a try.
Even if I can't help this time, it's not a bad thing to have a relative who is a policeman.
Thinking of this, Du Fei made up his mind.
I looked at the wall clock and saw that it was almost four o'clock.
"I have to report to the sub-district office tomorrow. I have to go to Chen Zhongyuan tonight." Du Fei thought silently.
I quickly went out and went to the supply and marketing cooperative.
I wanted to buy two bottles of Maotai, but unfortunately there was no special Maotai liquor ticket, so I had to settle for the next best thing. I bought two bottles of Laofen wine, two barrels of malted milk, and a large front door. I also bought a pack of authentic White Rabbit.
toffee.
When you go to visit your third uncle for the first time, you must not go empty-handed. You must bring some souvenirs.
However, Du Fei didn't go over immediately after buying things.
I came to the house at this time, just as I was catching up with someone for dinner, so it was inevitable that both parties would be embarrassed, and some things would be hard to say.
When Du Fei came back from shopping, Qin Huairu had already taken apart the bedding and was washing cotton.
The water in the big basin turned black, but after washing the cotton, some white color was revealed.
The pretty widow was excited to wash herself. When she saw Du Fei, she quickly stopped him and said, "Hey, Xiao Du, come on."
Du Fei's hands were empty, and everything was thrown into the space by him. When he came to Qin Huairu, he took a look at the black water in the basin, feeling a little embarrassed.
Qin Huairu didn't take it seriously. While continuing to wash the cotton, she raised her chin to the side: "These cottons are not bad, but the cloth surface is terrible. Can you see if it's okay?"
Du Fei looked at the rags piled nearby. They were all just removed by Qin Huairu.
He reached out to pick up a piece and pulled it. Before he exerted too much force, there was a stabbing sound and a big tear opened.
Only then did Du Fei realize that he had taken it for granted.
These rags are definitely no longer usable. If we insist on making do, even if they are made into a curtain, it will be a shabby project and will be torn in less than two and a half days.
"It's okay." Du Fei's thoughts at this time were all about going to Chen Zhongyuan's house at night, and he didn't care about this. He said to Qin Huairu: "You wash out the cotton first, and I will bring some new cloth later."
Du Fei's open attitude made the pretty widow feel a little sorry. She opened her mouth but stopped talking.
Du Fei, however, had something on his mind, so he came and went in a hurry and returned to the backyard.