“That’s not a high request.”
After hearing what Yan Fugui said, Jia Dongsheng nodded and said something that almost made Yan Jiecheng vomit blood.
There is a job, this requirement is not too high?
You have to know how many unemployed young people there are in Beijing nowadays. If Yan Jiecheng was not the eldest son in the family, Yan Fugui would have sent him to the countryside to be an educated youth.
"Dongsheng, this is already asking a lot."
Yan Jiecheng muttered something in dissatisfaction.
Yan Fugui and the third aunt also nodded in agreement. In all these years, their family only had one job as a primary school teacher, Yan Fugui. How difficult would it be to find a job for Yan Jiecheng?
"Jie Cheng, I have something to say to you."
Jia Dongsheng took a sip of wine and said calmly, "The old saying is right. Marry a man and you will have clothes to wear and food to eat. Do you know this saying?"
"I know." Yan Jiecheng nodded.
"Yeah, that's good to know."
Jia Dongsheng continued, "If Yu Li marries you and you don't have a job, how are you going to support her? You can't ask your uncle to support your wife, right?"
"Dongsheng, you are right."
Yan Fugui felt that what Jia Dongsheng said made sense. He was already struggling to make ends meet by supporting a family of six by himself. If Yu Li was added to the mix, and if they had children soon after marriage, they would have to add grandchildren to the mix. It would be too difficult for him to support a family of eight by himself without careful calculation.
Yan Fugui is now a seventh-level teacher, and his monthly salary is over 40 yuan. If he really needs to support eight people, he has to calculate the minimum consumption based on the minimum living expenses to avoid starvation, which is five yuan per person per month.
"I understand what you're saying, but it's not that easy to get a job."
Yan Jiecheng had a sad face. Didn’t he want to support Yu Li?
He was going crazy with desire, but this thing was not something that could be afforded just by talking about it. How could he afford it without money?
"Isn't the job easy?"
As soon as Jia Dongsheng finished speaking, Yan Fugui had just picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine. Before he could swallow it, he choked on the wine when he heard these words.
“Cough cough cough…”
Yan Fugui coughed for a while and looked at Jia Dongsheng unhappily: "Dongsheng, you are a full man who doesn't understand the hunger of a hungry man. It's not that easy to find a job."
"That's not right. Don't factories always hire workers at the end of the year? Jie Cheng at least graduated from elementary school, right?"
Jia Dongsheng looked at Yan Jiecheng and asked in confusion, "Why is it so difficult to find a job?"
"Alas, there are too many people graduating from elementary school," Yan Jiecheng sighed. "I've been waiting at the subdistrict office for two years, and there's still no job. Every time I ask, they tell me to wait a little longer."
"Then he said something about not wanting to wait and going to the countryside as an educated youth, saying there was a lot to be done in the countryside."
"Forehead."
Jia Dongsheng was speechless after hearing this. In this era, people in the countryside couldn't even have a full meal. In a few years, if there was a possibility of being affected by the turmoil, he could run to the countryside, preferably to a remote area. Although it would also be affected, the people in remote areas were more simple and honest, and would only be slightly affected by the trend.
Jia Dongsheng pondered for a moment, thinking about Yan Jiecheng in the play. It seemed that when the plot began, it was 1965. He had just gotten married and even asked Sha Zhu to prepare the wedding banquet.
It is also shown in the drama that Yan Jiecheng earns a salary every month, and because the family has not divided up, most of it has to be handed over every month. Then he lives at home and has to pay rent.
When watching this, Jia Dongsheng complained a lot. Yan Fugui's calculations were indeed too shrewd.
However, it can also be seen from here that Yan Jiecheng had the job either in 1964 or 1965, and it is only 1960 now, which means he still has to wait four or five years.
"Xie Cheng, do you have high requirements for your work?"
Thinking about how Yan Jiecheng in the play waited for such a long time before getting a job, was it just an ordinary job that he was unwilling to do and had unsatisfactory expectations?
"No, it's great to be able to find a job now. There's no need to be picky!"
Yan Jiecheng smiled bitterly. Is he qualified to choose his job?
There is no such thing at all!
"The steel mill is expanding its recruitment every year, right? Have you ever tried it?" Jia Dongsheng continued to ask.
"Why didn't you go? Many people in our yard work in the steel mill. Of course I want to go, but I don't have the chance."
Yan Jiecheng had a bitter look on his face: "The Subdistrict Office always says to wait for notification and arrangements. I went there myself, but they didn't want me to go. What can I do?"
Well, after hearing these words, Jia Dongsheng understood everything.
No matter what era, interpersonal relationships are indispensable.
There is an important point about socializing, which is that it costs money. As for the Yan family, they spend every penny carefully and never pick up money when they go out. Even if they lose money, they definitely don't do any socializing with the street office and just wait for them to assign them a job.
The same is probably true for the steel rolling mill. Not to mention Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, they are only level seven and level eight workers. Others have no face in the factory, but if they want to find an acquaintance to be an apprentice, the factory will not refuse this face.
But why would they rush to arrange an apprenticeship job for you?
If you bring two bottles of wine and two packs of cigarettes and go to their house to try to establish a relationship with them, maybe the next time the factory recruits, you can be arranged to work there without even having to wait until the end of the year. But the father and son of the Yan family probably never thought of establishing such a relationship with Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong.
After all, they are both big bosses in the courtyard. If Yan Fugui tries to establish this kind of relationship, it would mean that he is bowing down in front of the other two. Can they still be on equal footing in the future?
From this we can see that Yan Fugui only has small calculations and no big picture.
"Uncle San, I understand now. You're not planning to ask me to help you find a job for Jie Cheng, are you?"
Jia Dongsheng made the matter clear.
"That's right."
Yan Fugui did not hide anything, because he could see that Jia Dongsheng was a smart man. After chatting for such a long time, he must understand the meaning of tonight's dinner.
"Dongsheng, you're a level five chef now that you've entered the factory. You must be someone with great abilities."
Yan Fugui said, "Your uncle has no other skills, and he can't find a job. I thought of you, so I wanted to ask you if you have any good ideas."
"If there's a way, please help find Jie Cheng a temporary job. If not, let's just have a drink and chat as if we were two men."
I have to say that these words are quite comforting. If you can do it, do it. If you can't, just treat it as a drink and chat. Jia Dongsheng is not required to help find a job.
"Third Uncle, you all have the wrong person."
Jia Dongsheng smiled faintly and said, "If you had treated Uncle One and Uncle Two to a meal earlier, Jie Cheng would probably have been able to start working in the factory a long time ago. Or you could buy two bottles of good wine and give them to the staff of the street office when they are assigned jobs at the end of the year to thank them for their hard work. Maybe they would have been assigned a job a long time ago."
These words instantly quieted the atmosphere in the room.
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