Chapter 306 Born Bad

Zhang Dongmei closed the door tightly before she said something important: "The machinery factory has new equipment, and if nothing goes wrong, they will be hiring!"

Father Zhang was delighted: "Really?"

His son is a sophomore in high school and will graduate soon. If he can get a job, both children in the family will have jobs, which will be a great honor for the family!

"It's probably true, so I came back in a hurry."

Zhang Dongmei also became happy.

Father Zhang was not optimistic: "The machinery factory has always preferred students from technical secondary schools. Your brother is a high school student, so he is still a long way behind."

"I know, but Chen Qing is the deputy director of the factory committee. She is in charge of the personnel department. Yesterday she asked me about building a house. I thought we should get the house and furniture for her, so I asked her to help us buy a job for my younger brother."

Zhang Dongmei told her plan.

Buying a job requires connections, and Chen Qing is the person with the highest authority in the machinery factory when it comes to recruiting workers.

So Zhang Dongmei wanted to ask Chen Qing for help.

She hoped that her brother could come to the city and marry a girl with a stable job there so that they could settle down in the city.

No need to rely on the weather for food anymore.

You won’t go hungry anymore.

Zhang Dongmei was a rare girl in this era who was spoiled by her parents, but she had also experienced the feeling of being starved to death.

It felt so bad.

She no longer has to worry about having enough food to eat, so she wants to help her younger brother.

Zhang Dongmei gave him the 150 yuan she had hidden in various places on her body and said, "Dad, take this money first. If it's not enough, I'll discuss it with my husband's family."

Father Zhang's eyes welled up as he looked at the money in his hand.

"Are you looking for someone to borrow money from?"

"No."

Zhang Dongmei denied it.

Mr. Zhang has watched his daughter grow up, so how could he not know her personality?

"I know you have good intentions, but I also made inquiries when I was in the city before. Comrade Chen is not as easy to talk to in the workplace as he appears in private. If you use your connections to get a job for your brother now, you will lose this connection in the future."

"What should we do then?"

Zhang Dongmei became anxious.

This was the highest-ranking official she could come into contact with.

"Let's first find someone to make furniture and build a house for her, and then we can take our time with the rest. She's only 20 years old and can become a deputy director. Her future is limitless. Let's not make things awkward for her."

Father Zhang comforted his daughter.

Advise her not to rush.

Zhang Dongmei rubbed her eyes and said, "I understand. I will get along well with her."

"You don't need to please her. I think Comrade Chen is very easy-going in private. Just get along with her normally."

Father Zhang was reluctant to see his son become a slave.

Even when facing a good person.

After his daughter left, Zhang's father quickly found a carpenter, calculated the money and manpower needed to build the house, and took his wife to the city to find Chen Qing.

He came on the eleventh day of the first lunar month, which happened to be a Saturday.

Chen Qing was fiddling with sample clothes at home.

When she heard He Yuxiang say that Zhang Dongmei's father was looking for her, she hurried out to greet him.

She poured brown sugar water for them and said, "Uncle and aunt, please come over."

"Spring plowing hasn't started yet, so we have nothing to do anyway."

Father Chen gave the budget list to Chen Qing.

"It shows the cost of the furniture, and the materials and labour for the house."

Chen Qing took it and looked at it.

The total amount of money for furniture and building the house was three hundred and fifty dollars.

Before, when she wanted to build a house, the minimum cost was two hundred without taking into account the manpower. Zhang's father's furniture and the construction of the house cost three hundred and fifty.

It's really too cheap.

"Uncle, your price is too cheap."

"We also need your help."

Father Zhang thought about it for a long time at home.

Decided to talk to Chen Qing straight to the point.

He originally advised his son not to be hasty, but the brat had a girlfriend at the age of seventeen, and she was a widow, which made him so angry that he almost fainted.

It's difficult to dismantle it directly.

Father Zhang decided to let the brat into the city at all costs.

When you are apart for a long time, there is no more affection.

He had met Chen Qing several times and felt that she was a straightforward person. Instead of hiding things from her, it would be better to talk openly with her.

Chen Qing put the list down and asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

He Yuxiang attended the meeting.

Father Zhang rubbed his hands nervously and said humbly, "It's like this. My son is currently seventeen years old and is in his second year of high school. I heard that the machinery factory is recruiting workers. I wonder how he can get into the machinery factory?"

"If you go through the formal examination process and meet the requirements, you can enter the machinery factory. This is a very profitable way."

Chen Qing’s official reply.

Since the machinery factory was about to recruit workers from outside, she has been to the broadcasting room three times!

Warn everyone not to give her gifts.

Work is different from a house.

The house is barely habitable and life is still manageable.

Work can determine a person's life.

Either you eat public food in the city, or you go to the countryside to work hard in the fields.

Anyone in the family who has a bit of ability uses his connections.

It just so happened that the examiner was Chen Qing.

She refused to listen.

It made everyone anxious.

Once you get used to taking the back door, it’s hard to trust yourself even if you have the ability to take the right path.

Because they want a definite result!

Zhang's father's heart sank. "I know that's the truth. My son is in high school and his grades are average. It's hard for him to get admitted. Deputy Director Chen, please tell us if there is anything you need our help with. We will do our best as long as you show my son a way."

He was sincere and humble.

Chen Qing was hard-hearted and pushed the paper back: "Thank you for your hard work recently, He Yuxiang, go get a bag of White Rabbit candies for grandpa and grandma."

He Yuxiang did as he was told.

Father Zhang looked unhappy and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

"fine."

Chen Qing could understand.

When it comes to interests, feelings come second.

She saw the couple off respectfully.

In the end, I felt a little helpless.

Too many people are watching her now. If there is a problem, she has room to turn it around, but Zhang Dongmei will be the first to suffer.

In fact, she didn't dislike what Zhang Dongmei's parents did.

They have no emotional blackmail.

I would rather take out money.

If she was willing, both parties would benefit from it. The problem was that things developed too quickly, and beyond her expectations, that group of high school and technical secondary school students were almost regarding her as a thorn in their eyes.

He Yuxiang saw that his aunt looked tired and asked, "Why are you being targeted even though you do good things?"

Recently, someone always rushed up to my aunt and asked her about the exam content, which made him scared.

"Because I'm not smart enough." Chen Qing sighed slightly.

He Yuxiang frowned: "Then why don't you make more money?"

"not good!"

Chen Qing firmly refused.

She rubbed He Yuxiang's hair.

It's prickly.

Like a hedgehog.

"I can't get over this with my conscience."

He Yuxiang: "What's the big deal?"

Conscience is worthless.

Why should you make yourself unhappy because of irrelevant people?

Dai Dai Nian: I owe you three chapters. I've been really busy these past two days, sorry.

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