Chapter 158 Is this old man stupid?
Wen Kexin once heard from her master that the factory used to have not only dormitories but also residential quarters for family members.
Later, the factory closed down, and the houses and dormitories were occupied by powerful people. I wonder if they are going to get them back now?
Director Wang will not allow this phenomenon to continue.
Even if I don't get all of it back, I will get some of it back.
She just wants to fight for her rights! Since the factory needs her to take the lead and let her take full charge of technical work, why don't they arrange a place for her to live?
Director Wang suddenly had a headache. He hoped that the other party would start work soon so that the factory could be opened as soon as possible.
But those who occupied the houses and dormitories had connections from all walks of life.
These days, he and his men worked very hard to clear out several houses.
In order to open the factory as soon as possible, we have to spend some money.
He said awkwardly, "Although the factory has residences and dormitories, they have been occupied by people under various pretexts. One of them will be returned in the next few days. It will be fine for you and your father to live there. I will ask my secretary to take you to see it later. I hope you can settle in as soon as possible so that you can start work tomorrow."
The goal was achieved, Wen Kexin nodded cheerfully and said, "I'll try to arrange accommodation in the afternoon and go to work tomorrow."
Director Wang's expression quickly changed from gloomy to cheerful. He said, "That's right! We must overcome difficulties and always put the collective interests first."
Wen Kexin complained in her heart: Everyone can say high-sounding words, and they are really good at speaking in official language!
At this moment, Mr. Wang secretly felt lucky that he did not get involved in this mess. The young apprentice performed well and was able to make the factory manager lose face with his sharp tongue, which made him feel very happy.
"Master, will you accompany me to see the house?"
"OK!"
A few minutes later, the secretary brought the master and apprentice to a bungalow next to the family residential area not far from the factory, which was formerly known as a single dormitory.
This is the east side of a townhouse. The original residents built a kitchen next to it, divided a large room into two, and even enclosed a small yard.
The secretary pointed to the yard and said, "Technician Wen, this is the house."
Wen Kexin muttered to herself: The house is big enough for me and my dad, it will obviously not be enough if the whole family moves in.
"Okay, I'll pack up and get settled first. Didn't the factory director say that we should put collective affairs first? I'll try to go to work tomorrow morning."
The secretary completed his task, looked over with admiration, nodded and said, "Okay!"
After the people left, Wen Kexin asked tentatively: "Master, is there anyone selling houses in the county?"
Mr. Wang shook his head and said, "Nowadays, housing is distributed by work units and the property rights belong to the companies. There are very few houses for individuals."
"Is there any house for rent?"
"Yes, very few!"
Wen Kexin looked at the house and asked, "Master, I want to move my family here after the factory stabilizes. I have two younger sisters and a younger brother at home, and this house is obviously not big enough for us. Can we build another house next door?"
“Yes, but if you or your family moves out after the construction, the factory will not compensate you.”
Seeing that there was no one around, Mr. Wang whispered, "Master thinks that you should do it first. You should always keep some skills in mind when doing anything. I'm worried that someone will abandon you after you've done your job. You should take care of yourself and we can talk about moving later."
Master is really good to her. Wen Kexin was grateful after hearing these heartfelt words.
"Master, thank you for your advice. The door of the scrap collection station is not locked well. Go back, old man. I have to clean up the house."
Old Master Wang glared at her in dissatisfaction and said, "It is often said that a master and his apprentice are like father and son. How can you clean up the mess by yourself? Stop talking nonsense. I will help you clean up and leave."
Not long ago, Wen Kexin was scheming against the leaders in the factory. When she heard these heartwarming words from her master, she was immediately moved.
In his joy, he flattered him, "Master, I will often send you delicious food in the future, and I will also take care of you in your old age and see you to the end of your life."
The old man immediately blew his beard and glared, saying, "I'm not old yet, what are you talking about taking care of me in my old age and seeing me to my grave? Besides, even if I retire, I will have a salary, so I don't need you to take care of me in my old age, let alone seeing me to my grave."
Wen Kexin said with a smile: "Master is right, you can live to 80 years old, no...you can live to 100 years old!"
"That's more like it. By the way, you said you would bring me food, so you must do it!"
Wen Kexin raised her right hand and said, "Master, don't worry, I won't be filial to you in the future..."
Old Master Wang interrupted her in time, "That's enough! Master believes in you, isn't it?"
The father and son were tidying up the house while joking around. After the house was clean, Mr. Wang saw the empty house and said, "Come with me to the scrap collection station. I have a few pieces of furniture there. You can bring them over. You can buy your luggage at the department store later. I still have a lot of cloth coupons, cotton coupons, and other coupons."
Wen Kexin was moved again. Although her master was greedy, he had a bottom line.
In comparison, his character is much superior to those leaders.
Originally, she wanted to take out the furniture in the space, but she was afraid that the styles were too novel and difficult to explain.
As for taking the luggage out of the space, there is nothing wrong with it.
"Master, I'll pay for the old furniture."
"That's fine. It doesn't cost much. It can be considered as Master's congratulations on getting a job and moving into a new house."
Whether it is a master-disciple relationship or a friendship, it is mutual. I didn't expect that the master learned his own excuses and put them into practice.
"Master, I'm a good cook. How about I cook a few dishes and bring them over to share with you?"
Mr. Wang was so happy that his mouth almost stretched to his ears. He nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay! I have been making do with my meals these past few years. It's good enough that I can cook a meal by myself. I will wait to taste the cooking skills of my apprentice."
Wen Kexin sensed a hint of sadness in his tone and wanted to immediately change her words and say that she would make it and send it over tonight.
I quickly realized that after the furniture was delivered, I would also have to go to the department store to buy bedding.
Although it is just a pretense, it has to be reasonable so that there is no time to buy groceries and cook.
Besides, she wanted to use teleportation to go home and tell her parents after she was done with her work so that they wouldn't worry about her.
I can only comfort myself by thinking that there is still a long way to go.
"Master, I really don't have time today. I'll try to cook after get off work tomorrow."
The old man reminded her worriedly, "Ke Xin, you will be busy at work tomorrow and may not be able to get off work in time, so there is no rush to cook."
Still need to work overtime?
I guess there is no overtime pay!
Wen Kexin was unwilling and didn't want to make the old man worry, so she nodded and said, "Master, don't worry, I know the severity of the situation!"
As they were talking, the two came to the scrap collection station and found a single iron bed, a nice-looking desk and two chairs.
"Master will keep an eye out for you and reserve some good furniture for you."
"Master, please save one more bed for me. Forget about the other furniture. The house is not big. There is no room for so many furniture. If you need any small things, I will go to the department store to buy them."
"Okay, I'll do as you say!"
Mr. Wang helped Wen Kexin push the cart and brought back some furniture.
Then, he pulled out a dirty handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to me, saying, "There are not only cloth coupons and cotton coupons in here, but also industrial coupons and so on. I have accumulated these coupons for several years. When they expire, I will find someone to exchange them for new ones. You can use them all."
Wen Kexin almost burst into tears. Is her master too good to her?
He works at a scrap collection station, his salary isn't high, and he can't have many bills.
He actually spent all his savings to give himself several years' worth of bills. Is this old man stupid?
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