"Brother!" Liu Guangfu exclaimed excitedly.
"Don't shout yet. If that's the case, we'll have to be careful with our food. Think it over. If you come out with me, you might go hungry."
"It's okay, it's better than being beaten to death. I'll go look for odd jobs outside later." Liu Guangfu nodded frantically, choosing the former between starving and being beaten to death.
“Alright, it’s settled then, but we need to be strategic,” Wang Shouren said.
The decision is made, but we can't just go to Liu Haizhong and tell him we're severing ties; he'd be beaten to death. We still need to carefully plan this out.
The three of them whispered among themselves for a while before finally seeing them off.
An old man watched the two figures leave and sighed, "They're just two pitiful kids."
"That's right." Wang Shouren also sighed, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled.
"Hey, what's that on the side of the table?" An older woman came in carrying food and asked curiously when she saw what Wang Shouren had placed there.
"Oh, speaking of which, I haven't told you two yet, my work and personnel situation has changed," Wang Shoure said.
"What does that mean? He got promoted, right?" The old man immediately realized that Wang Shouren had achieved something and was being promoted.
"Yes, he's been promoted and transferred to the Ministry of Industry."
"Pfft..." An old man was happily putting a little wine into his mouth when he heard Wang Shouren say this, and immediately spat it out.
"Oh dear, you're so old, what are you doing?" an older woman complained as she wiped the body of an older man and then wiped the table.
Yi Xiaochuan imitated the old man spraying wine out of his mouth, finding it rather amusing.
"Where...where?"
"Ministry of Industry?"
"You've switched to administration? What level?" The old man wasn't the kind of person who didn't know his stuff; he was an eighth-grade worker and had seen quite a bit of the world.
"Level 3 clerk".
"Wow...you've really hit the jackpot! Great news, great news!" An old man slammed his hand on the table, his face flushed. "Honey, go get a chicken."
"No, no, no... Sir, let's not do this. Let's just have a wedding banquet together and that'll be it. Please don't tell anyone."
"Yes, yes, old man, don't get too excited." The middle-aged woman didn't understand the significance of the Ministry of Industry, nor did she understand what a third-level clerk was. In her opinion, if you get promoted or make money, you should keep it to yourself; it's not good for too many people to know.
"What do you know? You're a cadre now, aren't you?"
"It doesn't count, it's not high enough. My salary is level 21, it's still a bit short." Wang Shouren smiled.
In fact, to be considered a cadre, one must at least reach the deputy section chief level (administrative grade 18) to be considered a cadre.
But in this era, anyone who takes this path, even a clerk, can be called a cadre. At most, some people in the industry who feel they must be more respectful will call them "staff."
"Never mind then," the old man said happily.
He took Wang Shouren to his home for a good drink, and that night, he snored so loudly it was deafening.
night.
When Xu Jiaguo returned home, he was assigned a courtyard house, where he had many neighbors. They would greet him cheerfully whenever they saw him. Everyone knew that this young man worked there.
A smiling face always adds a layer of affection.
When he got home, a meal had already been prepared and was waiting for him.
He took off his shoes, walked in, and said as he walked to the dining table, "Dad, Mom, eat first when you've finished cooking. Don't wait for me every day. What kind of parents wait for their own son?"
"Hey, it's no fun eating with just the two of us. Besides, we're eating at home, not outside, so who knows?" Xu Weiguo waved his hand dismissively, then pulled out another bottle of baijiu from somewhere and placed it on the table.
"Dad, can't you drink less? Doing this every day, can anyone stand it in the long run?"
"Pah, pah, pah, nonsense! How could you not stand it? When I was young..."
"Alright, alright, I got it. When you were young, you drank liquor while standing on a box, and it was the Japanese's strong liquor. Is that right?"
"Good to know. Come on, have a drink."
Xu Jiaguo was somewhat helpless. His mother didn't say anything either, just watched her husband and child chatting with a smile.
"How was it? Did you let the boss down today?"
"It's alright. There's some good news today. You know, that classmate I've been telling you about has been transferred to the ministry." Xu Jiaguo stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, picked up a piece of vegetables with his chopsticks, and said while eating, "You wouldn't believe it, that kid, he set off a huge firecracker as soon as he arrived."
"The one ranked first in your department? Wasn't he supposed to go to the factory?" Xu Weiguo put down his chopsticks, frowned, and asked.
Xu Jiaguo picked up his wine glass, took a small sip, his facial features scrunched up and then relaxed, his expression full of relief.
"Hey, you little rascal." Xu Weiguo also took a bite, and the two of them had the exact same expression.
"Who says otherwise? I thought he'd probably go into a technical role and I'd see him at some research institute someday. But I didn't expect to see him today. Hey, he's been promoted directly to level 21 administrative position. Wow, that's one level higher than a recent college graduate."
"So tall? Isn't that your classmate?" Xu's mother, who had been silent until now, spoke up.
"Yes, I heard that a whole plan was developed at the factory. You know the steel rolling mill, right?"
"I know, it's just over there, not far, only about a forty-minute walk."
"Yes, that's the factory. I heard that its production capacity has increased by 130%. After the New Year, the ministry will promote this model. I guess I'll have to learn from it too."
"This is great news!" Xu Weiguo slapped his thigh. "Son, bring him home later, have him eat with you for a few meals, and let him take good care of you. He's a classmate."
“I’ve arranged to have drinks with him. We’re classmates, there’s no need for all this scheming. Dad, don’t always use your old tricks. Working hard is better than anything else.” Xu Jiaguo knew what his father meant.
"What do you mean by my approach?" Xu Weiguo rolled his eyes. "If I really wanted to follow that approach, I wouldn't be here. Fine, as long as you have your own ideas. You're right, just focus on doing your job properly."
"Alright, you, stop raising your glass. This is your fifth glass already. You drink faster than I eat. Leave one for my mom."
"Your mom doesn't like it!"
"You're talking nonsense. My mom loves drinking it too. Don't be so stingy!"
"Hey, who's the father and who's the son again?"
(There's one more article, I'll post it later~)
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