Liu Haizhong came out of the backyard with his hands behind his back and sat down at the square table in Yi Zhonghai's house: "Old Yi, here you are again!"
Yi Zhonghai stared at the dining table of Sha Zhu's family, feeling unhappy: "They are capable and can give us benefits, what can we do?"
He is suffering a lot now. After such a long time, his work problem has not been solved and he is still sweeping toilets.
"It's like this, Lao Yi, listen to me, I have a way." Liu Haizhong said quietly, "I have a way that can get us a job at Xishan Machinery Factory, do you want to go?"
"Shh!" Yi Zhonghai glanced at Qin Huairu who was standing opposite him, "Keep your voice down, we'll talk later."
Liu Haizhong understood and shut up.
He does have a distant relative who has connections at the Xishan Machinery Factory.
After the Xishan Machinery Factory was destroyed, productivity had just been restored and the task of producing new guns was given, and it was urgent.
The parts of the new gun were not compatible with the previous ones, so fitter support was urgently needed, which gave Liu Haizhong this opportunity.
Liu Haizhong took Yi Zhonghai with him this time, not only out of kindness, but also because he wanted to take advantage of Yi Zhonghai's eighth-level locksmith skills.
Qin Huairu, who was sitting opposite her, didn't hear the key point. After thinking about it, she walked over to Qin Jingru and said, "Jingru, go out and talk to Shazhu. If there are fish, let's buy two as well."
Qin Jingru was unwilling: "I heard from Shazhu that they are all big fish, one weighs seven or eight kilograms, two will cost more than ten yuan, we can't finish them."
Qin Huairu whispered a few words next to Qin Jingru's ear, which immediately persuaded Qin Jingru to go out and ask Sha Zhu to buy fish.
Outside, Director Qian, who had been promoted, came hurriedly. At the intersection, he once again met Zheng Yishan, who was riding a bicycle and had received the news.
The two groups met and came to the gate of the courtyard together.
At this time, the entrance of the courtyard was extremely lively.
"Selling fish, selling fish again."
"Everyone, please don't rush, line up..."
Director Qian and Zheng Yishan looked at each other, and both saw heartache in each other's eyes.
Who the hell is this? This is our fish!
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