night.
After finishing their dinner, Wu Changfeng and Lin Xiaoru sat under a tree listening to music playing on the television.
Lying in the rocking chair, gazing at the stars.
It has a unique flavor.
Lin Xiaoru cut some fruit, and with a "ah," stuffed it into Wu Changfeng's mouth.
Then he said with a smile, "You've really made a name for yourself lately, getting to know all the big shots in the county."
Wu Changfeng waved his hand: "Wrong, there's also the city level!"
"You're panting now that I'm calling you fat." Lin Xiaoru rested her chin on her hand. "Qian Wang came to see you again during the day."
Wu Changfeng grunted in agreement: "I'll be at the factory during the day. Just have him come to the factory to find me."
He said he would come in the evening.
Wu Changfeng didn't say anything.
I knew in my heart that Qian Wang was probably looking for a job.
The tractor factory's profitability became even more precarious.
Lin Xiaoru blushed and said, "You said... we have no worries about food and drink. But I can't just stay at home doing nothing, can I?"
"All I do all day is eat and drink, and I feel like I've gained weight."
Wu Changfeng pinched Lin Xiaoru's cheek: "You haven't gained weight, you haven't gained weight."
"Don't try to be nice, just give me some advice on how to find a job."
Wu Changfeng stared wide-eyed: "Are you kidding me? Our family isn't short of money, why would we need to find a job?"
Lin Xiaoru stomped her foot: "So I'm just going to sit around and wait to die?"
“You…” Wu Changfeng scratched his head. What should a rich woman do on a regular basis?
Beauty treatments? Playing mahjong? Shopping?
The conditions weren't available in this era either.
Wu Changfeng felt that it wasn't right for Lin Xiaoru to stay there all the time.
When people have too much free time, all sorts of problems arise.
Wu Changfeng looked around the small courtyard and then said, "How about... you take a look at which courtyards you like recently and buy one?"
Lin Xiaoru asked in confusion, "Don't we already have some?"
“You don’t understand,” Wu Changfeng said. “In the South, rich people have huge yards! They have to drive there just to go to the toilet.”
Lin Xiaoru was shocked, her mouth agape as if struck by lightning.
"Is it really that serious?" Lin Xiaoru swallowed hard. "What if the car runs out of gas? Wouldn't that cause an accident?"
Wu Changfeng slapped his thigh and laughed heartily.
Lin Xiaoru then reacted angrily: "You bad guy, you're taking advantage of my ignorance!"
"Alright, stop fooling around." Wu Changfeng said seriously, "Why don't you go out and look for a yard? If anyone's willing to sell, we'll buy it and put them all together."
Lin Xiaoru tilted her head: "I have no problem with a larger yard, but isn't it a bit too much to have them all connected? What if there are any changes from above... then we'll be in big trouble."
Wu Changfeng said, "It won't happen again. Buy it; there won't be any problems."
"If you have a lot of rooms, you can rent them out. You can be a landlady, carrying sacks of money to collect every day. That way you'll have something to do."
Lin Xiaoru pouted: "It's so exaggerated, collecting money in sacks."
"It's hard to say, it's hard to say."
Lin Xiaoru looked up at the starry sky, her smile filled with happiness: "So beautiful..."
quite a while.
Someone knocked on the door.
Lin Xiaoru greeted him, "Manager, Qian Wang is here. Please have a seat, I'll go do the laundry."
Qian Wang sat down next to Wu Changfeng, laughing and joking.
Wu Changfeng waved his fan: "You wouldn't come here without a reason, little Qian, what's the matter?"
Qian Wang slapped his thigh: "My factory manager, I've been to your door so many times, I've finally met the right person."
"Get to the point, get to the point."
"That's right." Qian Wang's expression was quite serious, even more so than when the US president asked for votes.
Qian Wang continued, "The fishbone antennas from the tractor factory are becoming increasingly outdated. Whether you have them or not, it's all the same now."
"These guys are having a tough time!"
Wu Changfeng interrupted, saying, "Come on, didn't you guys live like this before I took over the contract?"
"How can that be the same!" Qian Wang cried, "After taking a bite of cream bread, who can eat a corn tortilla?!"
"I just wanted to ask..." Qian Wang looked down at Wu Changfeng, "Does your factory still need workers?"
Instead of answering the question directly, Wu Changfeng asked, "You are a formal employee of the mining bureau. You're ruining your own livelihood."
Qian Wang sighed: "What's the use of being a formal employee?"
"We're nowhere near as good as coal miners. We workers in the tertiary sector are born of mothers but raised without fathers. We live a miserable life. Even being a formal employee doesn't put food on the table, does it?"
Wu Changfeng asked with a smile, "So you don't want your pension anymore?"
Qian Wang was indeed a little distressed, but then gritted his teeth and said, "We have to be able to eat. We can only retire if we're alive, right?"
"If it's gone, it's gone. I'll just save money for retirement."
"Besides, having more sons is better than anything else."
Wu Changfeng patted Qian Wang on the shoulder: "It won't be that bad. In a few years, pension insurance will cover township enterprises."
In this era, pension insurance is still paid out by state-owned enterprises.
It wasn't until 1993 that the government extended insurance coverage to township and village enterprises.
Even if Wu Changfeng wanted to pay into his pension insurance, he couldn't find anyone to collect the money.
Qian Wang said he didn't care, and then asked, "After all this talk, are you short of people?"
Wu Changfeng pondered for a moment: "We don't lack toothbrush factories."
Qian Wang immediately looked crestfallen; this result made him feel a little bad.
Then Wu Changfeng added, "However, I also plan to open a factory."
"Oh?" Qian Wang's eyes lit up again.
Life is full of ups and downs, it's so exciting!
Wu Changfeng asked, "I remember your original profession was welding, right?"
“Yes.” Qian Wang said with great interest, “That’s no exaggeration. When times were good, we welded the truck beds for villages all around, one on each side.”
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