What kind of person is most likely to make you lower your guard?
A clueless, simple-minded guy.
Even the way he gives bribes is so sophisticated; Section Chief Wang believes that this person must be a technical expert.
He had met many technical talents, and most of them, like Wang Shouren, were not good at expressing themselves. The fact that Wang Shouren was willing to pay for his cigarettes was truly something to ask for.
"Hahahaha! Okay! Then I'll hand it over to the owner." With a burst of laughter, he changed the subject.
Wang Shouren secretly curled his lip; this guy was no pushover either.
If he really doesn't accept it, I will scold him from the beginning, instead of taking it and then putting it back.
However, Wang Shouren also thought it was a good idea, even though he didn't plan to take an administrative position. But maintaining a good relationship with the personnel department would still be beneficial. After all, their competence in getting things done and getting things done was roughly the same.
"What position are you looking for when you come to the factory, young man? Logically speaking, you should go to the technical department, but our factory always hires based on ability. If you have other ideas, you can tell me, and the factory leaders will discuss them and come up with a suitable solution."
Although I know that Wang Shouren probably wants to go to the technical department (otherwise the gift wouldn't be so light), I'll still ask and go through the formalities.
As for whether Wang Shouren really did raise it, then he should ask his superiors. If they agree, the credit is his; if they disagree, then he has done his best to fight for it.
“I’m going to the technical department! Section Chief Wang, I love it there!” Wang Shouren said foolishly.
"Okay, that makes things simple. No need to discuss it anymore. Let's go." Section Chief Wang stood up.
"Where are you going, Section Chief Wang?"
"Come with me to see Director Yang first. After Director Yang nods in approval, I will make the arrangements for you."
"Oh, oh, okay." Wang Shouren followed without thinking.
The factory director's office was on the third floor of the building next door. The third floor was practically filled with the senior leaders of the steel rolling mill, some were deputy factory directors, and some were department heads. It was quite a sight to behold.
At the end, the largest room is the factory manager's office.
Factory Director Yang appeared to be in his forties or fifties, with piercing eyes and an imposing presence. He was said to have been transferred from the military.
After Section Chief Wang briefly explained Wang Shouren's situation,
Factory Director Yang nodded: "Young comrade, do a good job. The organization has high hopes for you."
Wang Shouren smiled shyly. As a seasoned veteran, he knew perfectly well when to speak and when not to. In the TV series, Director Yang was always portrayed as a positive figure, but Wang Shouren never believed it. What kind of good person would get the factory cook to cook for their old leader? That's not something a person who gets things done would do.
Moreover, if he were truly a good person, he wouldn't be in this position.
Wang Shouren estimated that most graduates would be brought here to offer a few words of encouragement, at least to show that he valued talent.
After going through the motions, I returned to the office.
"Little Wang, I'll call you that from now on." Section Chief Wang reached into his pocket, flicked the cigarette in his hand, and glanced at Wang Shouren.
"Yes, you can call me whatever you like," Wang Shouren said cheerfully, but his body didn't move at all.
Section Chief Wang was somewhat helpless. He took out a match and lit it for himself.
Obedience test, huh.
Wang Shouren sneered inwardly. He might offer some favors to the people in the personnel department, but never to the point of fawning. In this situation, he could simply pretend not to understand.
"Xiao Wang, from now on, we'll be colleagues. You have a vocational school diploma, so for your first year, you'll be a level 16 technician, earning 37 per month. If you don't make any major mistakes, you'll probably be promoted to a permanent position next year, earning 42.5 per month. That's your salary. Oh, and I remember you own a house, right?"
"Yes, Section Chief."
"That's good. Housing is quite tight at the factory. If you don't have any, you'll have to stay in the dormitory for now. Okay, let's go. I'll take you to the technical department and find you a good mentor."
To be fair, Section Chief Wang did have some integrity.
That pack of cigarettes wasn't a waste.
He led him to the person in charge of technology. The factory didn't have such a detailed division; the technical department and the engineering department were combined.
The person in charge looked to be under forty, dressed in light blue overalls and wearing glasses. He didn't look like a tech person; he looked more like a professor from a college. His surname was Zhao, and his given name was Zhao Wuliang—quite a unique name, at least in this era.
Before coming, he had inquired about it. In large state-owned factories like this, the highest level in the technical department is level five. Anything higher wouldn't be here. (Levels 7-9 are engineers, 10-13 are technicians, 14-15 are assistant technicians, and 16-18 are interns, although levels 10 and above are usually called technicians.)
The person in front of them, who looked like a professor, was indeed a professor; a level 5 technical qualification corresponded to an associate professor. He was also the only level 5 expert in the factory.
Section Chief Wang's position is far inferior to this one. This person only needs to take one more step forward to directly reach the highest levels of government.
In the entire steel rolling mill, apart from a few plant managers, the most powerful person was Engineer Zhao. He was responsible for planning the entire plant's engineering plans and arranging the workshop's production processes. Anything related to production had to be approved by him. If he said it could be done, then it could be done.
Engineer Zhao was easy to get along with, with a very gentle expression. He looked at Wang Shouren as if he were looking at his own junior.
“My name is Zhao Wuliang, and I’m the person in charge here. I’ve seen your file. You’re the only student I’ve assigned here in the last two years. It’s really not easy. Almost all the other technicians were poached from other factories. It seems like the students in the last two years don’t like coming here.” As he spoke, he sighed and then smiled, as if he felt it was somewhat unnecessary to tell Wang Shouren all this.
"Come, have a seat."
As they were talking, Zhao Wuliang handed Wang Shouren a cup of tea.
This made Wang Shouren feel somewhat flattered.
What makes him so special? This guy is a real big shot.
Only by understanding history can one truly appreciate just how brilliant these technical experts of the 1960s were.
"I graduated from Wudaokou Technical College with a major in mechanical engineering. I studied abroad for two years and came back to work in the factory as a technician. Now, including you, there are more than 100 technicians in the department, divided into three groups. The first group works on mechanical equipment, the second group works on equipment decryption, which is to figure out some advanced foreign equipment. The third group is responsible for production management guidance. Which group would you like to join?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
