Jiang Wanyue pulled the corners of her lips.
A grown man, a worker at that, actually wants to take advantage of others for free.
She smiled and said, "Live fish usually costs 58 cents. Since you are family, I will charge my brother-in-law 50 cents per pound. How many pounds do you want?"
Liu Guozhu's smile froze: "We are a family, and we still charge money? This is not good."
"Look at what my brother-in-law said. The fishery belongs to the collective, not to me personally. How can I give the collective's property to my family? Isn't this corruption?" Jiang Wanyue paused and said, "If my brother-in-law wants to eat fish but doesn't want to pay, I have another way."
Liu Guozhu said awkwardly, "It's not that I don't want to pay, I just... well, well, forget it, I don't want it."
"I remember that my brother-in-law is an employee of the bamboo weaving factory, right?" Jiang Wanyue said with a smile, "Take me to see your factory director. I have a way to get you free fish."
Liu Guozhu's face suddenly became serious: "Can you see our factory director whenever you want? You are only a deputy branch secretary, not the secretary. The factory director will not take time to see you."
"What's wrong with the deputy branch secretary? Secretary Qin, who is very busy, met me in person and asked me to paint murals for the commune." Jiang Wanyue pointed behind her and said, "Look, our commune's largest snakeskin bag factory followed the secretary's footsteps and also asked me to paint for them. Brother-in-law, now is your chance. Take me to meet your factory director and ask your factory to follow the policy and paint murals. The factory director will definitely treat you differently."
Liu Guozhu had an idea.
He passed by the commune on his way to work every day and indeed saw that the walls of the commune had changed a lot in the past two days. The paintings on the walls were so eye-catching that he didn't expect that they were painted by their own family.
Their factory also hires people to paint every year, but the quality is so good...even dogs would be disgusted when they see it.
If he introduced Jiang Wanyue to the factory director, it would be considered a contribution to the factory, and he would be rewarded with a fish?
Is this what Jiang Wanyue meant by eating fish for free?
Thinking of this, Liu Guozhu coughed and said, "Our factory director is very busy, and I don't know if he will see you. I will try my best."
Jiang Wanyue smiled and said, "Thank you, brother-in-law."
The bamboo weaving factory was a very small one. As far as she knew, there were only about twenty people working there. Even a small mosquito was still meat, and their fishery was really short of money.
Liu Guozhu rode a bike and asked Jiang Wanyue to sit on the back, but she waved her hand to decline.
She was a widow, and it was inappropriate for her to sit on the back seat with a man. It wasn't far anyway, and she would arrive in a short walk.
The bamboo weaving factory has its own bamboo forest, with red bricks, gray tiles and green bamboo forming a beautiful picture.
She followed him in and sat waiting in a room. There were a few rattan chairs and a table in the room. It looked like a reception room, but it was very simple. It was obvious that the efficiency of the bamboo weaving factory should be average.
Not long after, Liu Guozhu came in with a man who was about thirty years old.
Jiang Wanyue has met quite a few factory managers, most of whom are old men. This is the first time she has seen someone so young as a factory manager.
"Director, this is Jiang, the deputy branch secretary of Xiaojing Brigade. She was hired to paint the wall paintings of the commune." Liu Guozhu introduced the two parties. "Wanyue, this is our director, his surname is Xiang."
"Hello, Director Xiang!" Jiang Wanyue walked up to him and shook hands with him. "Thank you for taking the time to see me. I wanted to ask if your factory needs murals. If so, the commune has some leftover paint, so I'll paint it all."
When Xiang Lingxiao saw Jiang Wanyue, he was stunned for a moment.
It was the first time he had seen such a beautiful woman in this remote area. Not only in appearance, but more importantly in temperament.
He put away his thoughts and said with a smile, "Since both the commune and the snakeskin bag factory have invited Deputy Party Secretary Jiang to paint, then our bamboo weaving factory certainly can't be left behind."
"Director Xiang is a straightforward person. After I finish painting at the snakeskin bag factory, I will come to the bamboo weaving factory to paint." Jiang Wanyue finished talking about things and pretended to leave. She took two steps and turned back, saying, "By the way, Director Xiang, the snakeskin bag factory has ordered a batch of fish from our fishery to provide extra meals and benefits to the factory employees. I wonder if Director Xiang needs any?"
When Xiang Lingxiao listened to her speak, he felt like he was listening to the radio; her words were clear and melodious, which was very comfortable to listen to.
He simply couldn't bring himself to refuse, so he thought for a moment and said, "Even if we put extra food in the cafeteria, one person can't eat much. How about this, we give each person three kilograms, and treat it as part of the New Year's Day benefits in advance."
Jiang Wanyue smiled and said, "Your factory has 21 people, each person weighs 3 kilograms, that's 63 kilograms, and they will be delivered tomorrow morning."
Liu Guozhu, who was standing nearby, was stunned.
He thought that Jiang Wanyue's talk of eating free fish was a reward from the factory director.
Unexpectedly, she actually provided free fish to all employees in the factory, three pounds per person!
My God, during the Chinese New Year, his family couldn’t even eat three catties of fish…
Liu Guozhu's eyes changed instantly when he looked at Jiang Wanyue.
He personally saw Jiang Wanyue out.
"Oh, brother-in-law." Jiang Wanyue stopped and asked, "Does your bamboo weaving factory require an exam or something to recruit people?"
"You want to work in the bamboo weaving factory?" Liu Guozhu said, "Our bamboo weaving factory hasn't hired anyone in the past five or six years, and we probably won't hire anyone in the next three to five years. But the snakeskin bag factory next door has a plan to hire people. If you want to be a worker, you can go to the snakeskin bag factory and ask. You're good at talking and you've attended high school, so it shouldn't be difficult."
Jiang Wanyue nodded to indicate that she understood.
She turned back to the snakeskin bag factory again to do the most basic color foundation. After finishing, she returned to the team headquarters and called Zhao Xiangbei to go fishing.
Because Lin Jin hasn't come back yet and there's still someone missing, just call Sun Zongyuan.
Jiang Wanyue also asked with concern: "Brother Sun, how are you reading those books? Can you understand them?"
"I can only understand part of it, and I only have a vague understanding of it." Sun Zongyuan said, "But it's already very good. I understand the principles of many machines, and I can repair them more methodically than before."
Jiang Wanyue said: "The team still has to find a way to send Brother Sun to the province to learn some skills. In the future, our team will have more and more machines, and they will all rely on Brother Sun for maintenance."
Sun Zongyuan was surprised and asked, "What other machines are there?"
"For example, harvesters, seed drills, rice transplanters..." Jiang Wanyue listed them all, "There are so many agricultural machines. When I have money in the future, I will buy them one by one."
Zhao Xiangbei swallowed his saliva and said, "Jiang Jie, do you know how much a harvester costs? You can't buy it without 10,000 yuan. Do you know how much 10,000 yuan is? Our entire Xiaojing Brigade can't even earn 10,000 yuan a year."
"It will be, everything will be there." Jiang Wanyue smiled and looked at the sparkling fish pond in front of her, "Let's go in the water and catch some fish."
The bamboo weaving factory needed more than 60 kilograms of fish, so they were caught quickly and kept in water tanks first, and would be delivered by Zhao Xiangbei the next morning.
Just after finishing his work, he saw Lin Jin walking back from the path with his head down.
She was always full of energy, but now she was like a frost-bitten eggplant. She sat down on the chair with her head buried in her knees.
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