Chapter 49: At Work
"Master Zhao Yi, right? I have helped you solve your household registration problem. From now on, your food supply will be handled by our department store. I wonder what else you can repair besides radios."
Director Xiao looked at Zhao Yi and handed him two red books with a smile. One was the salary book, which Zhao Yi had seen in the coal mine.
You can get your monthly salary with your paybook. The paybooks in each place are different. Shanyang County’s are red, while other places’ are black or green.
As for grain and oil, one has to go to designated grain and oil stations to buy grain and oil in fixed amounts every month. As for other benefits, they are internal matters of the department store.
"I have some TVs and washing machines."
Zhao Yi nodded with a smile.
In my previous life, I was a scavenger and followed the people at the recycling station to dismantle, assemble and repair televisions.
After waste recycling is contracted out to private individuals, it will not be like it is now, where everything is treated as waste and sold directly. Only things that can be recycled will be picked out and sold.
For example, if we receive TV parts, or if we receive multiple TVs, we will use all the usable parts, repair them and then sell them.
Zhao Yi worked as a maintenance worker for a recycling station owner in the city for several years.
Later, as electronic products were updated at an increasingly rapid pace, second-hand televisions became difficult to sell.
"I didn't expect Master Zhao to be such a versatile person. I'll go home and get the TV so you can see what's wrong with it."
Director Xiao said happily.
The quality of today's electronic products is very good, but there are also defective products.
Director Xiao rode his bicycle back to his home after a while and took out the TV.
"Old Xiao, what are you doing?"
Director Xiao’s wife looked at Director Xiao in confusion.
"A maintenance man came to the department store and said he could fix the TV. I was going to take it to him to have a look."
Director Xiao said with a smile.
"The city hasn't even repaired it yet. How can the higher-ups send anyone powerful enough to come here? I'm afraid you're just being disappointed."
Director Xiao’s wife shook her head and said.
Ever since the TV at home broke down, we immediately sent it to the city department store, but after they took it apart they couldn't find out what the problem was. Director Xiao didn't have any connections in the provincial capital, so there was no way to send the TV to the provincial capital for repair.
A TV costs several hundred dollars, and I couldn't bear to throw it away, so I had to keep it at home as a decoration.
The couple tied the TV to the bicycle and slowly pushed it to the repair shop in the department store. At this time, Zhao Yi was reading a newspaper.
Seeing Director Xiao coming, he hurried forward to help move the TV into the store.
Then pick up the screwdriver and start disassembling the shell.
After testing with a multimeter for a while, Zhao Yi discovered that there was a problem with the transistor inside. Although the Shanyang County maintenance station had not sent a technician over, many of the necessary parts were available.
Zhao Yi found a new transistor and replaced it in a short while.
When I plugged in the power and turned on the TV, I saw a field of snow.
The maintenance station does not have a fixed antenna, so it is naturally impossible to broadcast the images.
"Okay, it couldn't be opened before, and now there are snowflakes."
Director Xiao’s wife said happily.
"There was a problem with the transistor inside. It has now been replaced with a new one. I have checked it carefully and there is no problem with other parts. You can take it back and check it now."
Zhao Yi said with a smile.
"Master Zhao is really good. I'll go back and try it first, and then come back to thank you later."
Director Xiao said happily.
Zhao Yi didn't say anything, he just put the shell back. He still had to work under Director Xiao, so where should he start to thank him? As long as they could get along well, that would be enough.
The couple happily moved the TV back home.
The neighbors in the tube-shaped building saw that the two people had just gone out for a while and now they are back.
"Old Xiao, I've always said that a TV is not an ordinary thing. Usually only the provincial capital can find technicians who can repair it. You must have made a wasted trip."
A neighbor said with a smile.
"You are wrong. A skilled technician has come to our department store and has already repaired the TV."
Director Xiao said with a smile.
"boast."
The neighbor didn't believe it at all, and then followed Director Xiao into their house. He watched Director Xiao plug in the antenna interface and then plug in the power supply. As soon as he turned on the TV, the picture and sound appeared. He was so surprised that he was speechless.
"Lao Xiao is a department store, right?"
The neighbor looked at Director Xiao and asked.
"Well, the technicians who just arrived at our department store."
Director Xiao nodded.
The man quickly ran back to his house, took out the TV, put it on a cart and rushed to the department store.
"Don't you find it strange, Lao Xiao?"
Director Xiao’s wife looked at Director Xiao and said.
"What's so strange?"
Director Xiao was confused.
"Isn't it strange that the city didn't keep such a strong maintenance personnel but sent them to our side? The maintenance master in the city can't even tinker with the radio, let alone the TV."
Director Xiao’s wife looked at Director Xiao and analyzed.
"Master Zhao is from Linkou Commune."
After saying this, Director Xiao walked back to the department store.
Needless to say, it would be strange if Zhao Yi, who was from Linkou Commune, Shanyang County, went to work in the city and the city labor bureau would accept him. Unless Zhao Yi was a retired soldier, there was no possibility of this.
Director Xiao’s wife immediately understood why he was sent here. It turned out that he could not solve the food and household registration problems.
Lunch time.
Zhao Yi bought a bowl of noodles at a state-owned restaurant and sat on the workbench he had cleaned up to eat the noodles. Not long after, he saw a man pushing a cart pulling a TV towards him.
"Hello comrade."
A middle-aged man looked at Zhao Yi with a smile.
"Hello."
Zhao Yi nodded.
The middle-aged man hurriedly took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket and handed it to Zhao Yi.
Zhao Yi waved his hands, not knowing what was going on. He had to accept other people's things, and if he couldn't handle their business later, he would have to return them.
"Comrade, my TV was working fine, but one day there was a thunderstorm and I couldn't watch it anymore. What do you think happened?"
Seeing that Zhao Yi did not accept his cigarette, the middle-aged man hurriedly explained his purpose.
"You'll know that after checking. The labor fee for repairing the TV is ten dollars. You have to go to the counter to pay and bring the receipt. If you need to replace parts, you have to pay there too."
Zhao Yi looked at the man and said.
The repair fee was clearly written on the invoice in the store. Zhao Yi was a maintenance worker at the department store and could not collect money from anyone privately. This was the rule.
Hearing this, the man did not hesitate and hurried to the counter to pay the money and came over with the bill. At this time, Zhao Yi had finished his noodles. He took a look at the bill, then took the TV to the maintenance table and began to disassemble it.
After a while, he discovered that it was the thunder that burned the parts inside. He found a new part, wrote an invoice and asked the other party to pay for it. The part cost five dollars. When the man came back, Zhao Yi had already installed the new part and carefully checked whether other parts were damaged.
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