"Let's go to the cannery."
After the few people finished chatting, the team leader waved his hand and was about to go to the commune. Outside, Li Zhenguo had already led people to load all the things onto the tractor.
Lu Wensheng nodded, glanced at Ma Yingjie who was still in a state of excitement, and asked, "You drive or I drive?"
Ma Yingjie was eager to try: "I'll drive!"
Lu Wensheng nodded, followed the team leader and climbed onto the tractor, and finally found a place to sit down among a pile of grain.
There was nothing she could do as it was simply too full. She took a rough look and saw flour, rice, corn flour, eggs, peanuts, soybeans, mung beans, vegetables, and various kinds of dried vegetables and dried mushrooms.
She even saw the basket of pheasant eggs in Meng Qingtang's arms...
There was a notebook and a pencil in his shirt pocket, which looked like the village chief's belongings.
After everyone got on the bus, Village Chief Li gave them repeated instructions before letting them go.
Li Zhenguo sat in the passenger seat to escort the car, while Lu Wensheng, who was sitting behind him, tied a silk scarf around her head as usual.
Li Fugui next to her was used to seeing this. He suspected that there was always a silk scarf ready in her bag. After all, she would always wrap her head with it when she sat in the back.
It wasn't long before they arrived at the cannery gate. After parking the car, Li Fugui went up to the gatekeeper and started a conversation:
"Uncle, I'm from the Ping'an Brigade and I'm here to deliver goods. Could you please call Director Wang Dongxu for me?" As he spoke, he took out a Daqianmen cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him.
The security guard took the cigarette with a smile, put it to his nose and took a deep breath, then put it behind his ear. He had to keep such a good cigarette and smell it a few more times. He looked at the man in front of him with satisfaction and said:
"You are Li Fugui, right? Lao Wang told me about this two days ago. Please wait at the door for a while. I will find someone for you."
Li Zhenguo couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that he had dealt with the security guard so easily. He approached Li Fugui and whispered:
"Brother Fugui, how is your relationship with Director Wang?"
Li Fugui replied calmly: "Don't worry, he was our platoon leader when we were in the army before, and we had a good relationship."
After a pause, he added, "He retired due to injury, and his legs and feet are not very flexible."
Li Zhenguo understood, no wonder he could be an official...
When the security guard came out again, he was followed by a tall and strong man, who was estimated to be over 180cm tall, a whole head taller than the team leader.
As soon as they met, they started to exchange pleasantries: "Platoon Leader, I'm sorry to have to trouble you to come here again."
While shaking hands with him, he did not forget to stuff a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes into his hand.
Before he came out, his uncle said, the more gifts you give, the less blame you will get!
Wang Dongxu was also very happy to see Li Guifu. Just as he was about to speak, something was stuffed into his hand. When he saw what was in his hand, he frowned unhappily:
"Fuguier, what do you mean?"
Li Fugui was a little embarrassed: "Platoon leader, I... I am..."
Wang Dongxu didn't even listen to his explanation and interrupted him directly:
"We don't need this between us. If you do this again in the future, I will be angry."
Li Fugui saw that Wang Dongxu really didn't want to take advantage of him, so he simply put the cigarette in his pocket and said with a smile:
"Platoon Leader, this is not what I want to give you. This is what our old village chief asked me to bring to you. If you don't want it, just return it to him next time he comes!"
Finally, he put on a scoundrel look and spread his hands and said, "Anyway, I won't take it back. What if he despises me for not being able to do things? If you want to give it to you, give it to yourself. Anyway, I'll just bring it to you."
Wang Dongxu shook his head helplessly: "You, you are still the same, you haven't changed at all."
Li Fugui gave him a resentful look: "Platoon leader, there are so many people here!" Why are you still exposing others' shortcomings?
Because of Li Fugui's jokes, the atmosphere became cheerful, and Li Zhenguo's nervousness also subsided a little, and he said:
"Only Platoon Leader Wang can control our team leader. He has the final say in the team and no one can control him."
This successfully pleased Wang Dongxu. He smiled and patted Li Zhenguo on the shoulder, then looked at Li Fugui in a reproachful manner: "Why don't you introduce him to me?"
Li Fugui introduced it to everyone as if he suddenly remembered:
"This is my former platoon leader, now the cannery director, Wang Dongxu. Hurry and call for help."
Li Zhenguo took the lead, followed by Lu Wensheng, Lu Hao and Meng Qingtang, and they all shouted in unison:
"Hello, Director Wang."
Director Wang nodded reservedly but politely.
Li Fugui pointed at Li Zhenguo and continued, “This is Li Zhenguo, the eldest son of our village chief.
These are the educated youth from our village who went to the countryside, namely Lu, Lü and Meng. "
After Wang Dongxu greeted everyone one by one, he started to get down to business, calling on several employees who followed him to start unloading the goods.
Looking at the bags of grain unloaded from the tractor, Wang Dongxu said with satisfaction:
"Fugui'er, bring more food next time you come. Our factory is seriously short of food."
Li Fugui nodded and said softly: "The sweet potatoes and potatoes in our team will be ripe in a while, and we will send you more then." There is still corn that has not been picked!
Wang Dongxu nodded in agreement. As long as he could fill his stomach, it didn't matter what he brought.
Meng Qingtang and Lu Hao were watching the unloading, so Lu Wensheng found an excuse to chat with the security guard.
As soon as I got to the door, I heard someone talking in the room: "Yes, it's the textile factory. There will be an entrance exam next Monday. Tiantian just graduated from high school this year, so it's okay to let her go and try."
"Didn't they say that the job quotas at the textile factory were all internally appointed? Why are they suddenly holding an external examination this time?"
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