Chapter 71: Striving to Recruit People
In the era of guaranteed job assignment, college students basically had no choice, but sometimes faculty members would ask for students' opinions, although many times the students' opinions were of little use.
But it was useless, and Director Gao wanted to try his best. Even if he couldn't get it for the time being, he could still test the background of these students. If there were good ones, he could dig into their shoes later, right?
Wen Jiajia sat at the table, and after dinner, she started chatting.
She asked: "Where will students like you from the School of Chemistry be assigned after graduation?"
"The Industrial Bureau and the Research Institute. These are probably the only two places with good grades. Last year, there was a senior in our school who was among the top three in the department from the moment she entered school, and she was assigned to the Research Institute."
"Well, that's not necessarily true. There are four students who went to graduate school in the past two years, and this senior is the only one whose performance is convincing. Anyway, the others... humph."
Before the boy finished speaking, the person next to him nudged his fast-talking classmate with his elbow.
At times like this, those who speak quickly are complaining that life is too good.
The student was a little unwilling to be interrupted, but he finally shut up and gave in.
Wen Jiajia pretended not to hear, her smile still gentle and warm, "How many of your students go to the Municipal Industry Bureau and the Research Institute every year?"
"Well, there are less than five people in total."
"Yes, it depends on how many people the two units need."
Wen Jiajia was surprised: "Only five people! Then were the rest assigned to various factories?"
"Not necessarily." Looking at the more stable students, he said, "Many will be assigned to government departments, such as grassroots communes and the Geological Bureau."
A female student added: "Last year, some people went to work in coal mines." She said this with a sympathetic look. Coal mines are not bad jobs, but they are far away, mostly in the north, and who would be willing to be so far away from home?
Wen Jiajia immediately responded, "Consider our medical glass factory. Our medical glass factory is in Linhe City. Do you have a business in Linhe? Or near Linhe City?"
It really exists!
A female student with a particularly young face said, "My home is in Fanyue County. Although it is a county next to Linhe, it is still close to Linhe. It takes more than two hours to get there by train, including the time spent in traffic jams."
Wen Jiajia: "Then you can definitely consider our Yi Glass. Although our Yi Glass is a newly built factory, it is backed by the Linhe Municipal Industry Bureau and is expanding very quickly. If you get in, you will be considered as the first batch of factory construction university students."
These words made some people feel moved.
Indeed, many people want to work in a department like the Bureau of Industry, which is "high-end" and has a bright future. Otherwise, they would go to a research institute, where they can put their knowledge into practice to the greatest extent.
But there are still some people who can recognize their own abilities and have a pure heart.
My own abilities may not be sufficient, and if I go to graduate school, I will probably have to sit on the bench for a few years to learn the ropes.
Besides, the research institute at that time was actually a bit dangerous. No one dared to take the lead in many major projects. Once you were there, you had to be careful in everything you did. At that time, silent meditation was a skill that you had to cultivate, and it was strictly controlled. Sometimes I thought about it and didn't seem to want to go there.
Then only the factory can provide a platform for them to put their knowledge into practice. Since they have chosen this major, they naturally want to choose a corresponding job after graduation.
Besides, who doesn’t have the ideal of fighting for their country? They also want to be a screw.
The newly established factory is like a fertile field without any crops planted on it. They can devote their enthusiasm and sweat to it, and the food grown there will give them a special sense of accomplishment.
But ideals are ideals, and reality is reality.
One student smiled bitterly and said: "In the final analysis, it all depends on the school's arrangements."
"Sometimes the school's arrangements don't count, it all depends on the government."
Yes, strictly speaking, even schools do not have the right to allocate funds at this time.
But schools have the right to make recommendations, and in many cases the government will adopt the schools’ recommendations.
Tracing back to the source, which government department holds this power? The State Education Commission.
The National Education Commission takes the lead and cooperates with other departments to formulate a college student allocation plan based on the employment needs of government agencies, public institutions and state-owned enterprises, and then distributes the allocation plan to universities for them to allocate. At this step, universities have the right to recommend.
After the university has assigned you, you submit the form. Generally speaking, the education committee will approve your application in most cases. Failure to approve is rare. That's why Director Gao took two of his subordinates and traveled thousands of miles by train to the university, shamelessly building connections and humbly inviting them to dinner. Isn't it because he wants the recommendation power in the hands of the middle school?
Wen Jiajia smiled and didn't continue talking about this matter. Instead, she talked about their medical glass factory again.
"If you come to our medical glass factory, college students like you will get the 14th-level salary when you enter. Oh, the 14th-level salary is the internship salary for college students, which is 48.5 yuan. These are the same in most factories. But..."
Wen Jiajia lowered her voice: "The amount given by our factory on the ticket is comparable to that of large factories with thousands of employees such as machinery factories, pharmaceutical factories and chemical factories. I am not making this up. I used to work for our pharmaceutical factory. You all know Linhe Pharmaceutical Factory, right? Hey, our hospitals here must have drugs produced by Linhe Pharmaceutical Factory."
Several people nodded. Linhe Pharmaceutical Factory is quite famous in several eastern cities.
"Oh, and there are canteen subsidies. Just like some pharmaceutical factories, college students have canteen subsidies. On average, they can get meat and vegetables three days a week."
"What about accommodation?" someone asked.
Wen Jiajia: "There is accommodation, but the building is still under construction and will probably be completed next year."
She really wasn't lying. She only found out yesterday that there was a vacant lot outside the city that belonged to the Medical Glass Factory. It was right next to the Cultural Palace and the area was quite large. It was said that at least six buildings could be built there, which could accommodate as long as the number of employees of the Medical Glass Factory did not exceed a thousand.
That is... only two buildings will probably be completed next year.
But two buildings are enough. The most important thing is that the surrounding area is not very lively. The Cultural Palace will not be completed until the year after next, and the hospital is not very close.
She couldn't say that.
Oh! My conscience aches.
It would be nice to have a place to live, even a dormitory would be fine.
As for students, they have just graduated and are not yet ready to start a family, so they can still live in dormitories.
Afterwards, we learned more about the work content, factory environment, and policies. We chatted until almost seven o'clock.
Overall, it was a pleasant chat.
Wen Jiajia had a good impression of several people, and several students also had a good impression of Wen Jiajia.
The sky was pitch black, and there were only a few lonely street lights on campus to provide light so that people would not walk into the grass on the side of the road.
Several students, with heavy hearts, walked towards the dormitory.
"After hearing what Comrade said, I feel that Linhe Medical College is not bad." Someone suddenly spoke up, "My home is not far from Linhe, and my family has always been afraid that I will be assigned to the north."
"Right, everything in the new factory is brand new, it's just in the starting stage. Haha, if we go, we may become veterans in ten or twenty years!"
Everyone laughed when they heard this.
But it is true. What attracts them most is that this is a new factory, a new factory where they can give full play to their talents and provide them with a platform to display their ambitions and the knowledge they have learned.
Another thing is that YiBo is close to Haishi, and Linhe is considered a big city with abundant resources and good conditions. The hot summer does not last too long, and the cold winter is also quite short, similar to Haishi, so there will be no problems with acclimatization.
Even the taste of the food is similar to that of the sea city.
"But after all, we can't make the decision."
"How about asking the teacher tomorrow? People from the medical school have come to talk to us, so they will definitely go to talk to the teachers in the department."
"I really want to go there. We study materials, and Yi Glass is a particularly suitable factory. At first, I thought it would be great if I could be assigned to a large local factory, but now I want to go to Yi Glass more."
"Hey! Let's go ask tomorrow. We can go together."
While they were talking, Wen Jiajia and Liang Mu were also talking about what happened today.
Liang Mu praised Wen Jiajia highly: "Comrade Wen, you are really good at talking."
"..." Although the compliment sounded strange, Wen Jiajia still nodded to show that she accepted it, and taught him, "We are not much older than these students. We are people of the same age, so it is still easy to chat with us. Just treat them as classmates."
"None of my classmates went to college."
Wen Jiajia was surprised: "Really? That's impossible. I only have one classmate who went to college, and I studied in the county town." Logically speaking, shouldn't there be more opportunities in urban schools?
"We didn't have one that year. We originally had two, but someone reported them when the list was about to be submitted. Then another person was recommended, but that person's uncle... well, stepped down and there was no follow-up. In the end, the spot was taken by the school next door."
Well, there are many opportunities and the competition is fierce.
Look, it’s full of twists and turns.
When the two arrived at the state-owned hotel, Director Gao and his group had not finished their meal yet. Director Gao had said when he came that he would treat the teachers of the department to a meal today, and the location was in the state-owned hotel near the school, so Wen Jiajia and Liang Mu were waiting at the door.
There were a lot of mosquitoes outside, so the waiter called the two people in.
"Who are you dating?" the waiter asked.
Wen Jiajia: "No, colleague."
Waiter: "I said, it doesn't look like it."
Wen Jiajia smiled and said, "We are waiting for the people who are having dinner inside." She pointed inside the glass window.
This state-owned hotel is very large and is divided into two areas by a door. Director Gao can be seen inside through the glass on the door.
"Haha, then you have to wait a while before you come to eat!" The waiter laughed, "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to order some food?"
Wen Jiajia: "Thank you, we have finished eating." The waiters here are quite enthusiastic.
Actually, it was Wen Jiajia's stereotype that was at work. She always felt that people in places like supply and marketing cooperatives, department stores and state-owned hotels were more superior.
But to be honest, she had never met anyone who was too arrogant in many places.
The slogan "No beating of customers" actually appeared in the 1980s.
Just kidding, this is a sports event, everyone is talking carefully, how could they possibly beat up customers? Anyone who shows disdain for customers will be reported.
However, it is rare to find a waiter as talkative as this one. Wen Jiajia just talked too much and is still in the "recharging period", so she is not very enthusiastic.
The two of them waited for nearly an hour and a half. No wonder Director Gao said that we had to stay up late tonight. It was almost nine o'clock now, and it would definitely be ten o'clock when we arrived at the guesthouse.
How was the result of this meal? Judging from Director Gao's expression, the result was not bad. She had a bright smile on her face.
Not only that, he also said see you tomorrow.
"Let's go." After seeing them off, Director Gao rubbed his stiff face and said, "Fortunately, we still have a car. This is much better than going to the city."
Wen Jiajia was also quite surprised that there were still buses running so late.
"Maybe there are more people working the night shift." Wen Jiajia said after thinking about it.
There were not many buses, and the three of us waited for a long time before we got one. It was already 11:30 when we arrived at the guesthouse, and the receptionist had already fallen asleep.
The three of them walked upstairs lightly.
After returning to the room, Wen Jiajia resisted the urge to sleep and took a shower before lying down on the bed to sleep.
The two people next door were so sleepy that they didn't even have time to take a shower. They fell asleep in the bed within half a minute.
I was so sleepy that I didn't even recognize my bed.
early morning.
The early morning in Hai City was exceptionally lively, with the noise even reaching from the street to the third floor of the guesthouse.
Wen Jiajia was awakened by the sounds of work at a nearby state-owned hotel: the sound of tables and chairs being moved, the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding, and the shouts of store staff...
She was about to curse, "Wei Dai, stop making noise," but she suddenly came to her senses and remembered that she was on a business trip.
The curtains were thick, so the light from outside the window was not glaring. She rubbed her eyes, but she still felt that she had not slept enough.
"What time is it..." Wen Jiajia muttered, and looked at her watch. It was just past six o'clock.
So Wen Jiajia turned over and fell asleep again. Director Gao said yesterday that they just had to get up at 8 o'clock.
Silence returned to the room, and Wen Jiajia's breathing soon became steady.
Wen Jiajia's biological clock is her invisible alarm clock. She woke up again at around seven-fifty.
After waking up and falling asleep, Wen Jiajia felt her head was much more comfortable, and the pain caused by lack of sleep disappeared completely.
After washing and changing clothes, I went to knock on Director Gao’s door next door at a little after eight o’clock.
Wen Jiajia knocked for a while before there was some movement inside.
"Director, it's already 8:05." Wen Jiajia said, "You said yesterday that you would call you if I got up early."
Director Gao patted his head and said, "Thank you. Go and call Liang Mu, and then go downstairs to eat."
"Okay!" Wen Jiajia was so hungry. She did too much exercise after dinner last night, so she was hungry when she came back.
She knocked on Liang Mu's door with much more force, and it was obvious that Liang Mu was not awake.
"Here they come!" the person inside shouted.
"Hurry up." she shouted back.
It turns out that she was the first one to wake up! Wen Jiajia suddenly felt that she was quite reliable.
"Director, I'll go to the hotel first and take a look. If I need to queue, I can do so in advance." She ran to the door of Director Gao's room and said.
"You can go ahead...but it's already past eight o'clock, there shouldn't be a queue."
Wen Jiajia said she only heard the first three words and went downstairs in a hurry.
Sure enough, there was no queue in the state-owned hotel and it was even quite deserted.
But that's true, most factories are already at work now! Even if not, you'll be at the factory by now.
But there were still people inside, after all, it was a hotel next to the train station.
And because the hotel is located next to the railway station, there are a lot of breakfast varieties inside, including the fried buns that Wen Jiajia wants to eat.
What made Wen Jiajia particularly happy was that these were leavened dough pan-fried buns, which were somewhat similar to the ones in Dahuchun.
Oh, I wonder if the Dahuchun flowers are still blooming at this moment.
However, the fried buns nowadays taste pretty good, the flour and meat are of good quality, and the chef who makes the fried buns is also an experienced chef. The smell of the buns is even more tempting than the fried buns she ate decades later.
Wen Jiajia waited at the door for a while, and Director Gao and Liang Mu finally arrived.
"Have you ordered?" Director Gao asked.
Wen Jiajia: "I don't know what you want to eat, Director, so I will wait for you to come and order."
Director Gao waved his hands and said, "I don't have any dietary restrictions."
Then he looked at the menu on the wall and said, "One serving of wontons and one serving of fried pork buns."
What a coincidence! Wen Jiajia also wanted to eat these two things. So she agreed with what the waiter said.
What about Liang Mu? His leaders and colleagues were all so late, and he thought he couldn't stand out from the crowd, so he said, "Me too."
"……" How to say it, Wen Jiajia suddenly had a vision of Zhang Fei's "Me too".
I held back my laughter until breakfast was served.
The breakfast portion is large, with 16 wontons in one bowl, which are not small in size.
The wonton skin, which was cooked to be almost transparent, wrapped the pink meat ball and floated on the slightly thick bone soup with bits of green onion foam floating on it.
It looked quite light, but the aroma of the bone soup was strong enough to fill her nose.
Look at the fried buns again.
The fried buns were as big as half her fist. Because the dough was leavened, they were naturally bigger.
The fried buns are very neatly wrapped, with very beautiful folds, and the bottom is slightly burnt, with a crispy sound when you bite it.
It smells so good.
The fresh meat filling is juicy and full of meaty aroma, and paired with the bone soup wontons, it soothes your mouth and stomach.
The three of them were extremely satisfied with the meal. Director Gao even touched his stomach after finishing the meal and said with emotion: "I haven't had a meal like this since I graduated."
Wen Jiajia was curious: "Director, are you studying at a university here?"
Director Gao nodded: "Teacher Yue's wife was my teacher in college."
Wen Jiajia thought to herself, no wonder he pulled people to call him Master yesterday.
After dinner, the group went to the University of Tokyo.
This time, they went to ask for people again, but the people they asked for were teachers instead of students.
Director Gao didn't explain the details to them and even sent them away sometimes.
Liang Mu was puzzled: "What is this for?"
Wen Jiajia could guess what was going on. Director Gao probably wanted to send professors who were in more dangerous situations to the factory. At present, it seemed that these professors would play a much greater role than students.
However, students are the foundation. They are young and can work hard for the factory for decades. What Director Gao cares most about is how many students can be recruited.
The conversation lasted until 12 noon. Wen Jiajia knocked on the door and asked Director Gao, "Director, do you want to order food?"
Director Gao nodded: "Go ahead... go to the hotel in Ximen and make a reservation."
Wen Jiajia understood. Yesterday they went to a hotel near the North Gate, so today they have to change to the West Gate.
She quickly counted the number of people in the room. There were six of them, so she ordered the room for 8 to 10 people.
The state-owned hotel at Ximen is smaller, but the food seems more refined.
The portions of the dishes were quite large at that time, so Wen Jiajia ordered six dishes after thinking about it.
The local braised pork with thick red sauce is a must-order. Wen Jiajia was so craving for it yesterday that she had to take this opportunity to have it.
Then there are the soy sauce duck and fried eel, both of which are local specialties.
Finally, we ordered two plates of vegetables, wine-marinated herb sprouts and stir-fried vegetables, as well as a bowl of fish head soup.
Wen Jiajia actually wanted to order fried rice cake with hairy crab, as it was crab season and the crabs were meaty and roe-rich. But she gave up thinking that it would not look very pretty, and decided that this dish was more suitable for eating privately at home.
She managed the time very well and asked the chef to serve the dishes at one o'clock. Sure enough, Director Gao and his group arrived at a little after one o'clock.
It’s time to eat and drink, and Wen Jiajia and Liang Mu are finally able to sit at the table.
The dishes she ordered were all her favorites.
Director Gao still has to chat and laugh with people from the same school and gossip about family matters, but Wen Jiajia and Liang Mu, as minions, just need to focus on eating.
Occasionally, he would stare at whose bowl there was no rice, and Wen Jiajia would be in charge of serving the rice to the little sister, and the rest of the time he would eat.
Braised pork is cooked without any spices or water, only soy sauce, wine and sugar.
It is fat but not greasy, crispy but not rotten, and the key is that the meat is of good quality. It is sweet and you can clearly taste the fragrance of the meat itself.
There is also duck in soy sauce. The duck in soy sauce is slightly sweet, the meat is chewy but not dry, and the skin is its soul, a thin layer with almost no fat, only a caramel-colored skin. Dip it in the soup and rub it on the rice. Wen Jiajia tried hard to control her eating speed.
Ah, Wen Jiajia simply loves it to death.
At this moment, she thought that now that the college entrance examination had been resumed, she must pass it and get into Haishi.
For no reason, just for a bite to eat.
After dinner, the group returned to school and chatted for a while before parting ways at the school gate.
In the afternoon, Director Gao took the two of them to another school without stopping.
It's impossible for such a big city to have only one university. To be on the safe side, of course I have to visit all the schools.
No wonder Director Gao planned a three to five day trip.
The schools that followed were not as good as Dongda University. In order to save time, Wen Jiajia even took on the heavy responsibility and was arranged by Director Gao to go to a technical college to communicate with the school leaders.
I go out early and come back late, rushing here and there, sometimes I don’t even have time to eat. One day I was so busy that I worked until 10:30 and almost missed the last night bus.
Looking back a few days later, I realized that the first two days were the most comfortable for me.
On Saturday, the three of them finally visited all the schools they were supposed to visit.
At night, the starry sky is bright.
Looking up, you can still see the bright stars and the occasional shooting star in the Magic City at this time.
Director Gao was so tired that he seemed to have lost all his energy. After returning to the guesthouse, he said to the two of them, "The bus will be at 2 pm tomorrow. We will have free time in the morning."
Wen Jiajia's eyes lit up, and she immediately replied with full energy: "Okay, Director Gao!"
Free time means she can go shopping, and she thought she had lost the chance.
Director Gao sighed: "After all, she is still young." Unlike her, she now has no desire to go shopping in a department store.
Wen Jiajia went back to her room like a happy bird, took off her clothes, took out the bills from her inside pocket and counted them again and again, without even taking a shower.
Then he took out his almost empty notebook.
It’s hard to imagine that she brought an unused notebook with her before she went on a business trip, but now only the last two pages are left, and she even bought a pen twice!
It can be seen that in the past few days, not only his legs were almost broken from running, but also his hands were almost broken from writing.
But it doesn’t matter, shopping can heal everything. Wen Jiajia excitedly picked up the pen and started making shopping plans for tomorrow.
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