Chapter 110 Wrong Thoughts

Since he had already worked for an extra hour, Lin Xiangnan decided to go to the reference room to read for another hour and leave work at the normal time.

Uncle Wang, the administrator of the information room, saw her and asked, "What are you looking for? I'll help you find it."

"No, I'm just going to read a book."

Lin Xiangnan would occasionally come to the reference room to help get things, but every time Uncle Wang would be enthusiastic and proactive in helping, so she had not yet seriously understood the books in the reference room.

The factory put a lot of thought into this information room, which even contains foreign journals, which is very rare in this xenophobic era.

After visiting one room, Lin Xiangnan looked at another locked room and asked Uncle Wang, "Can I go into that room?"

"It needs to be signed by the factory director or Chief Engineer Zhang." Uncle Wang said slowly, "It contains some information about shelved projects and confidential documents."

"Oh." Lin Xiangnan nodded in understanding, without asking any further questions, and calmly took a book from the bookshelf to read.

Before, when Lin Xiangnan came to the reference room, she would just take her things and leave, rarely sitting down to read. Uncle Wang couldn't even talk to her.

Uncle Wang is an old man in his 50s. He used to be a soldier. He retired after being injured and came to work as an administrator in the information room.

It was working hours and there were not many people in the information room. Uncle Wang took the initiative to approach and said, "Comrade Xiaolin, would you like some water? I'll pour you a cup of hot water."

"No need, Uncle Wang. I just drank some water and I'm not thirsty."

Uncle Wang asked stealthily in a low voice: "Um... your department is recruiting this year. Are you the one who sets the math questions? I heard from Xiao Sun that you are the best math expert in your department."

"Our department is still hiring?" Lin Xiangnan was shocked. "I don't know."

"You've only been here for a month, so it's normal that you don't know." Uncle Wang explained, "Your department recruits people every June."

Lin Xiangnan suddenly said: "Oh, yes, I almost forgot, June is the time when junior high school and high school students graduate."

Young people nowadays have to go to the countryside if they can't find a job. Lin Xiangnan also looked for a job everywhere in June last year, but he didn't see any factory hiring.

Lin Xiangnan said enviously: "Our factory recruits people every year? The children in the factory are so lucky."

"Not necessarily. It's hard to get into your department. If someone isn't suitable, they won't be hired."

Uncle Wang said, "Xiao Sun and Xiao Qian in your department are all college students assigned by the higher-ups. The remaining high school students were admitted by Chief Engineer Zhang himself. There were no new people in your department last year."

"That's right. The work of our department is not something that ordinary people can do." Lin Xiangnan said with great understanding.

The factory does not recruit people from outside, but only recruits military dependents and children of factory employees.

The college entrance examination has been suspended for so many years, so I can’t go out to pick fruits, so I can only water the trees myself.

The information room and study room are both open to factory employees. From this, we can see that the factory wants to cultivate its own talents.

People who love studying are extremely rare in any era, and not many people come to the study room to read anyway.

Although most people don't like to study, they all want a good job.

A job opportunity is a life-saving straw for those who want to move to the countryside.

Lin Xiangnan asked curiously, "Uncle Wang, does your family have any graduates this year?"

"No, my granddaughter took over her grandmother's job and works in the cafeteria. But the child is young and wild-minded, and she just wants to rush forward. The salary on the production line is high, but I'm afraid her body can't handle it. Your office is fine, as long as she has a good brain."

If we ignore power and only look at salary, young people in the factory have many options.

The ultimate goal of those who work in technology is to become an eighth-level worker like Master Li, the ultimate goal of those who work in administration is to become a leader like Director Jin, and the ultimate goal of those who make a living by their brains and pens is to become Chief Engineer Zhang.

The salaries of the three are not much different, all around 100 yuan, and being a worker is more honorable than being a leader.

There is indeed not much potential in working in the cafeteria, and Grandpa Wang also hopes that his granddaughter can get a raise.

He asked Lin Xiangnan, "I heard from Xiao Sun that you taught yourself math after graduating from high school. How about you recommend a few books to my granddaughter? I can also let her try to learn by herself?"

"Okay."

Lin Xiangnan did not refuse. He recalled the books he had just seen on the bookshelf and wrote a list of books for Grandpa Wang's granddaughter.

"But let me be clear first. I don't know what our department's exam will contain."

"I understand. I just want my granddaughter to lay a solid foundation first." Uncle Wang not only asked Lin Xiangnan for a list of books, but also asked Sun Yi and others for a list of books.

Anyway, it was not him who was learning, but his granddaughter. He just handed the list to his granddaughter, and the rest was up to her.

As he was talking, Grandpa Wang's granddaughter came over with a lunch box.

Meal time is the busiest time for the canteen staff, so she always prepares meals in advance and delivers them to Uncle Wang.

"Comrade Wang Shuhua?"

Lin Xiangnan didn't expect that Uncle Wang's granddaughter was actually an acquaintance.

Before listening to Gu Zhenhua's story, Lin Xiangnan didn't have any feelings for her. After listening to Gu Zhenhua's words, she felt a little uncomfortable facing Wang Shuhua.

"Comrade Xiaolin, you are here too." Wang Shuhua smiled at her.

Grandpa Wang patted his granddaughter's hand and said, "Why call me Comrade Xiao Lin? Call me Sister Lin!"

"Grandpa, she is younger than me."

"That won't work either. Whether she's transferred to the production line or passed the exam to join the technical department, you have to call her Engineer Lin or Teacher Lin, not Xiao Lin."

After being scolded by her grandfather, Wang Shuhua felt a little embarrassed, but she still shouted to Lin Xiangnan honestly: "Teacher Lin."

Lin Xiangnan was stunned for a moment. Someone actually called her Teacher Lin?

She called others Chief Engineer Zhang, Engineer Sun, and Teacher Sun, all of which came naturally to her, but Lin Xiangnan still felt a little uncomfortable being called that.

It's a bit like role playing.

Lin Xiangnan coughed lightly, and his expression unconsciously became serious. He said elegantly and dignifiedly: "You're welcome. You can call me whatever you want."

After saying that, Lin Xiangnan pretended to be reading seriously and stopped chatting with the grandfather and grandson.

But no one knew what Uncle Wang and Wang Shuhua whispered to each other. The next time they met at the shooting range, Wang Shuhua was particularly enthusiastic towards her.

"Teacher Lin, why is your voice a little hoarse? Is it because you have been too dry recently? The pear paste made by my grandma is very effective. I will bring you a can later."

Lin Xiangnan was confused and refused directly: "No, I have one at home."

"Teacher Lin, you don't have to be polite to me. That thing is difficult to boil, so my grandmother boiled a few more cans at once."

Lin Xiangnan had a strange expression on his face. "I heard Gu Zhenhua talk about you."

“Oh, really? But now I don’t like Gu Zhenhua anymore. I like you more now.”

"What?" Lin Xiangnan unconsciously lowered her head to look at her big belly. It should be obvious that she was pregnant.

"I think you are better than Gu Zhenhua."

It turned out that he was just simply admiring Qiang. Lin Xiangnan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's her fault for thinking too freely and going in the wrong direction.