"Uncle San, Jiefang and I get along really well. You're a teacher at Red Star Primary School, so why haven't you thought of finding him a job?"
When Yan Bugui heard Qin Dong's words, he knew something was wrong.
"Director Qin, look at what you're saying. I, Yan Bugui, don't have that kind of ability. The child is grown up and should be able to stand on his own feet. How can he leave a father like me busy?"
Although Yan Jiefang knew his father's temper, he felt a chill in his heart after hearing what Yan Bugui said.
"Dad, the way you said that, if someone didn't know, they would think you had a grudge against me."
Which father doesn't work hard to help his son find a wife? Why is it that when it comes to his family, his father is unwilling to help out?
"You little bastard, don't think you can grow up strong just because you've made a little money now. If you don't obey me, I will still deal with you."
Yan Bugui would not allow Yan Jiefang to slap him in the face, so he started scolding him.
Yan Jiefang lowered his head, feeling even more disappointed.
“Uncle San, why don’t you take care of your son in my house?
"Liberation, you should go back too. I'll think about your matter tomorrow."
Yan Jiefang and Yan Bugui left with many thanks.
But between these two people, one was proud of having succeeded in his plan, while the other was grateful.
Two emotions scrolled across Qin Dong's emotional panel.
He Yushui is having dinner at home today, so Donald Qin only needs to cook for the two of them, father and daughter.
Although no one came to help, it didn't affect him at all.
After dinner, Guoguo ran out to play.
Donald Qin washed the dishes and went to Zhang's house.
"Aunt Zhang is busy."
"Director Qin, please come in and sit down."
Aunt Zhang's husband's surname is also Zhang. When the couple saw Qin Dong coming, they quickly welcomed him into the house.
"Director Qin, thank you so much for taking care of our family. Without your help, we wouldn't know what would become of us."
"Uncle Zhang, we are all neighbors, and we should help each other."
The couple knew how to be grateful and always kept praising Donald Qin in their hearts.
Qin Dong naturally doesn't mind lending a hand to such a person.
"Director Qin, please drink some water."
Aunt Zhang poured Qin Dong a glass of water. Qin Dong took a sip and it tasted sweet.
White sugar is a rare commodity these days. Ordinary families only take it out when entertaining guests.
The Zhang family was not well off, and no one knew when they got the sugar.
"Aunt Zhang, you're so polite! You even put sugar in it."
Donald Qin smacked his lips and drank the entire glass of water in one breath.
"I don't like to owe favors to others. Let's put it this way. Our steel mill is recruiting workers, and I'll reserve a spot for you. But this way, Uncle Zhang will have to work hard."
The Zhang couple were both stunned.
"Dongzi, this is unacceptable. We can't let you break the rules."
With just one simple sentence, the difference between the Zhang family and the others in the courtyard was immediately apparent.
"Don't worry, auntie. I can take care of this matter. As long as you arrange for Uncle Zhang, you can enter the factory in a few days."
"But you have to keep this a secret. Don't tell anyone before you go to work."
The Zhang couple were overjoyed and agreed immediately.
"That's fine. It's not convenient for me to stay here any longer, so I'll go back first."
As soon as Qin Dong returned home, Guoguo came to see him with a group of friends.
"Daddy, can this little guy really tell a story?"
"Of course. Not only can it tell stories, but it can also teach you. Wait, Dad will connect the antenna."
The radios at that time were not like those in later generations, where you could listen to various radio stations with just a turn of the button.
There aren’t that many radio stations these days, and they don’t play as many shows.
Qin Dong installed the antenna and turned on the radio. After a noisy buzzing sound, a voice came from the radio.
The news was being broadcast at the time, and Guoguo was shocked when he heard the clanging sound coming from inside.
"Speaking."
"There's someone in here."
"That's strange. How can such a small box hold a person?"
A group of little kids were chattering, and some of them were curiously circling around the radio, trying to pull the little man out of it.
It turned out to be a group of children.
Qin Dong did not stop them. He just said "don't touch the radio" and let them play.
Fortunately, although these children were tough, they also knew that Qin Dong's thing was not cheap, so no one dared to touch it. They just sat aside and listened to the radio obediently.
After all, it was the first radio in the compound, and not only the children but also the adults loved it.
Gradually, people in the yard gathered around.
Although I don't understand what is being said on the radio.
But just hearing the sound was enough to get everyone excited.
Seeing the people all over the yard, Yan Bugui reached out and pushed up the picture frame wrapped with tape.
His pair of tiny glasses were narrowed, and it was obvious that he was calculating with an abacus again.
"With so many people listening to the radio, if I charge ten cents per person, I can make more than ten yuan a month."
Now a radio in the supply and marketing cooperative costs 120 yuan, and with the ticket, it costs more than 200 yuan.
It only takes two years to make your investment back.
A radio can be used for more than two years.
Then you can make money from now on.
Yan Bugui instantly felt that he had found a big business.
In view of Qin Dong's promise to help his second son find a job, Yan Bugui decided to tell Qin Dong this way to make money.
"Uncle San, there's no need for this."
Donald Qin smiled.
He doesn't need any small things, so it's not like that.
"Dongzi, why don't you do such a good business? If you don't want to do it, lend Uncle San a ticket and I will do it."
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