Chapter 217 New Year 1

Chapter 217 New Year 1

Chapter 217 New Year 1959 (Subscribe!)
Two months later, it’s the new year.

October 1959, Beijing.

"Happy New Year, Director Wang!"

"happy New Year!"

"Happy New Year!"

"happy New Year!"

I saw a middle-aged woman walking hurriedly, waving her hands and congratulating the residents around her.

The middle-aged woman was Director Wang from the Street Office.

After greeting everyone, Director Wang hurried to a courtyard.

No. 95, Nanluogu Lane.

"Hey, Uncle, you're watering the flowers!"

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Yan Bugui holding a showerhead and watering the flowers carefully.

"Oh!" Yan Bugui was shocked when he saw the person coming.

"Director Wang, why are you here? By the way, Happy New Year!" Yan Bugui waved his hand.

Director Wang also bowed in return, and then said: "Why, I can't come to see you if I have nothing to do!"

"No, no! Your coming to our courtyard is truly an honor to us. We can't wait to welcome you. How could we not let you come?"

"I wonder if Director Wang has any good news this time?"

Hearing this, Director Wang nodded and smiled, "You really guessed it. I came here to tell you something good. By the way, is everyone at home?"

Yan Bugui nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's early in the morning, and no one has gone out yet."

"Okay, please ask everyone to go to the middle courtyard for a meeting!"

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Yan Bugui responded and shouted towards the yard.

The middle courtyard is where all residents gather.

Director Wang stood in the middle of the crowd and said, "Everyone, look at each other. Who is missing?"

Everyone looked at each other and saw that each household had someone here.

Seeing this, Director Wang got straight to the point:
"Today I am here on behalf of the subdistrict office to announce something to everyone."

Then, Director Wang took out a certificate and pointed at Yi Zhonghai:
"From today on, Level 8 Worker Yi Zhonghai will once again serve as your uncle in our courtyard!"

"Everyone applauds and welcomes!"

Director Wang led the applause as he spoke, and everyone followed suit in a daze, feeling a little confused for a moment.

At this time, Liu Haizhong stood up and asked:
"Director Wang, why did you suddenly tell us about such a big thing without even telling us?"

Director Wang explained: "This matter was discussed by our street office yesterday. Time was quite urgent, so I didn't have time to greet you!"

"This position of the old man in your yard has been vacant for half a year. It's not a big deal if it remains vacant."

"That's it," Liu Haizhong choked.

A few days ago, he found Director Wang and told her about this. She agreed at the time and promoted him to the rank of uncle.

Why did you go back on your word today?

Director Wang said to Yi Zhonghai, who was standing still, "Uncle Yi, stop standing there and come up and say something!"

"Hey hey!" Yi Zhonghai hurriedly walked in front of the crowd.

Looking at the confused, angry and happy looks in the eyes of the crowd, I felt nothing in my heart.

He had long lost hope of holding the position of the master in charge, and now that he was asked to return to the position of the master, he felt no wavering.

Director Wang called out, "Uncle Yi, while everyone is here, let's talk for a moment!"

"Cough cough!"

"I am not prepared to be a great uncle again. I don't know what to say."

"Just treat it as it was before, and let's do what we want to do."

Yi Zhonghai just said some polite words.

Director Wang felt relieved when he saw Yi Zhonghai taking over the position of the uncle.

Liu Haizhong went to the street office every now and then. Director Wang couldn't stand his nagging and intended to give him the position of uncle.

But something changed, forcing her to give up.

Subdistrict office meeting room.

"Director Wang, the situation down there is getting serious. Once those senior workers leave, there will be no one of high moral character and prestige in the courtyard. No one will be able to control those hooligans!"

"Yeah, it's a bit of a mess down there now, everyone is doing their own thing and putting a bunch of furniture in front of their homes."

"You're still lucky. Some residents put their useless things in the unoccupied back house."

Everyone was talking about it, describing all sorts of chaos.

This situation has shown signs of emerging since the senior worker left.

Those who can be promoted to senior workers are generally older and most of them serve as managers.

Once they left, the other managers were not as prestigious as them and were unable to control the residents who had disloyal ideas.

Director Wang shouted, "Okay, I've said so much, what do you have to say?"

Hearing this, everyone fell silent. If they could come up with a solution, this chaos would have ceased to exist long ago.

Director Wang is also very troubled by this chaos. The street office cannot control it, so the courtyard can only be managed by itself.

Thinking of this, Director Wang suddenly thought of Liu Haizhong.

"Since you can't think of a solution, let me tell you what I think."

"Although many senior workers have left, there are still some who have not left, so let them be the bosses in charge."

"Don't worry about whether they want to be the boss or not. Just take the position now and take charge of things. Then consider whether to take the position later and curb the current situation!"

When everyone heard Director Wang's idea, their eyes lit up.

Most of the senior workers who do not have such positions act as managers, but there are also a small number of them who do not. Even if they were allowed to act as managers, it could still be curbed.

Someone agreed: "This is a good idea!"

"Yeah! Why didn't I think of that!"

Director Wang couldn't help feeling a little happy when hearing everyone's praise, but he quickly returned to normal.

"Okay, stop praising me for now, let's think about what we can do."

With Director Wang's introduction, everyone expressed their opinions.

If there are no senior workers in the yard, we will let respected elderly people take the job.

Or maybe they are policemen or security guards and temporarily act as the manager.

Finally, we would like to warn those courtyards full of chaos that they will not be selected as excellent.

Grant the manager some power and he may not give rewards to some people when selecting excellent courtyards.

"If we implement these measures, I think the chaos will be curbed!" Director Wang said.

"Everyone should implement these measures. Tomorrow is New Year's Day. Everyone should work hard and notify each courtyard tomorrow."

Hearing this, everyone could only agree.

This is also the reason why Director Wang regretted his decision.

Siheyuan.

After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, Director Wang mentioned a few points of attention.

"I'm glad to see that you don't have all kinds of clutter here and there. You're not like some other courtyards. I hope you can keep it that way."

After that, Director Wang spoke a few more words and left.

Yan Bugui immediately congratulated him: "Congratulations, Master Yi!"

"Oh no, look at my mouth, I am a big boss!" Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "No, no, thanks to the kindness of the Street Office, I never thought I could be in office again."

Yan Bu Gu asked indirectly, "Master, now that you have become the manager again, do you want to celebrate and have a banquet? Let's have some fun!"

Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai thought for a while and looked at everyone's expectant eyes.

"Okay! I'll hold a banquet this weekend and let's celebrate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone applauded!
"it is good!"

"A great man!"

"Hey, I can get something for free again!" Yan Bugui was secretly happy, "I'm really awesome. I can get Yi Zhonghai to host a banquet with just a few words."

There was only one person in the crowd who was unhappy.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai smiling happily, Liu Haizhong gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it!"

"This Director Wang doesn't keep her word. I won't ask her for help anymore."

"Pooh!"

Liu Haizhong stepped on the spit, stepped hard, and turned around, as if he was stepping on Yi Zhonghai under his feet.

Yi Zhonghai also saw Liu Haizhong's behavior and smiled slightly.

After the fun, Yi Zhonghai went to the market to buy some meat and celebrate at home.

Along the way, a group of steel mill workers greeted Yi Zhonghai.

"Yi Gong! Good morning!"

"Yi Gong! Good morning!"

"Good morning!" Yi Zhonghai nodded lightly, looking somewhat indifferent.

Seeing this, they were not angry or unhappy at all, but greeted them with a smile.

After Yi Zhonghai walked away, their faces suddenly fell.

"Bah, why are you so arrogant? Do you really think you are so great?"

The worker next to him said quickly, "Hey, stop talking nonsense, be careful of being heard by others, don't you want to make progress?"

"What are you afraid of?" He said this, but his voice unconsciously became much lower.

But he still said indignantly: "If my master hadn't left and didn't come back so soon, you think I would pay attention to him or not, bah!"

"In the entire workshop, only he and Engineer Wang stayed. Doesn't that mean his skills are not good enough?"

Originally, after they, the senior workers, left, Yi Zhonghai and others were not well received by the workshop workers.

But as time went by, they never came back, and the apprentice wanted to improve his locksmithing skills.

There were only three fitters in the workshop, and they could only ask them for advice.

"Alas, the more we despised him in the past, the more proud he is now. Isn't this as it should be?" sighed his companion.

"We don't know when the master will come back. We are still young and have a long way to go."

"It will take us a long time to make progress if we practice on our own, let alone level up. We can only curry favor with Yigong."

It takes a lot of time to improve your benchwork skills if you practice on your own. If you don't improve early while you are young, it will be more difficult to improve when you are older.

And Yi Zhonghai and other level eight workers are their current guides, and they can only curry favor with them.

"Alas, it's because we are not Yi Zhonghai's apprentice. If we were his apprentice, we wouldn't have to curry favor with him."

"Yeah, this Jia Dongxu is really lucky, his master didn't leave!"

"With a master to guide him, Jia Dongxu has been living a comfortable life these days! He is like an emperor, and he doesn't even have to do his own work."

"Yes!"

The two complained to each other.

At the same time, Jia Dongxu, who was extremely lucky, was lying on the bed and snoring. As soon as Director Wang finished speaking, he went home to sleep.

Under the influence of Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu's status has also risen during this period.

But this does not affect someone's disgust.

"Jia Dongxu!!!"

"It's been more than two months. Have you studied hard? You still can't make a second-level workpiece."

Deng Chaoquan yelled at Jia Dongxu, he really couldn't stand Jia Dongxu.

But Jia Dongxu said aggrievedly: "Director, it's not that I don't study hard, but this second level of labor price is too difficult. I just didn't learn it!"

"Give me some more time, I will definitely learn it!"

"Give you some more time?" Deng Chaoquan sneered as if he had heard a huge joke.

"Those second-level workers who were promoted together have now learned half of the workpiece production, but you haven't learned a few yet."

"Do you really think I'm blind? Can't you see how you slack off every day?"

"You are more arrogant than me now. Every day at work, someone helps you make second-level parts. Just pretend to make a few in front of me!"

As he spoke, Deng Chaoquan couldn't help but give Jia Dongxu a thumbs up:

"You're really good. You did several things in front of me, but they all went wrong! You're really good!"

After being exposed by the director, Jia Dongxu felt a little embarrassed.

But then he didn't care at all. He was Yi Zhonghai's apprentice, and Deng Chaoquan didn't dare to do anything to him now. He immediately straightened his chest.

Deng Chaoquan felt exhausted when he saw Jia Dongxu being so shameless.

Deng Chaoquan waved his hands and said helplessly: "Alright, alright, considering that your master is Yi Zhonghai, I am too lazy to bother with you."

"When you come back from vacation, you should go back to your old job and work on your first-level workpieces. Don't get involved with second-level workpieces!"

After saying that, Deng Chaoquan waved his hand and signaled Jia Dongxu to get out.

Leaving the office, Jia Dongxu looked disdainful.

"Qi, who do you really think you are? It would be easier for me if I could just get back to being a first-class worker!"

"I don't need your money now. I don't know how much money I have made now. You know nothing!!!"

In the past two months, Jia Dongxu lived a very comfortable life and earned two to three hundred yuan by selling scrap metal.

If the higher-ups had not admitted their mistakes and acknowledged that the Great Steel Production Campaign was wrong and unrealistic, Jia Dongxu would still want to continue.

However, Jia Dongxu earned a lot, but he also spent a lot, all of which was spent on some improper things, such as eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.

I used to earn two or three hundred yuan, and now I'm lucky if I can have one hundred left.

"Hey, look at Jia Dongxu. He was scolded by the director again. Do you think he will change?"

A co-worker standing by noticed that Jia Dongxu was walking in a nonchalant manner, without any sign of sadness.

The worker just glanced at Jia Dongxu and said, "Is there any need to look at this? I can tell that Jia Dongxu hasn't changed anything at all!"

"It's been more than two months, and my skills haven't improved at all. I'm still a first-class worker. I'm not doing a good job."

"Heh Tui!"

"If his master wasn't Yi Zhonghai, everyone would have drowned him with their spit!"

"I didn't do much of my own work. I left it all to others. Jia Dongxu comes to the workshop now and just sits there to kill time!"

Hearing this, the workers nearby felt the same way and watched Jia Dongxu leave the workshop to smoke with indignation.

"Enough, enough! Stop talking!" A co-worker covered his mouth.

"Don't let Jia Dongxu hear this, or he'll make things difficult for you. You won't even be able to learn any skills."

"Alas!" A group of workers couldn't help but sigh.

Jia Dongxu didn't pay any attention to what people were saying about him.

Or, even if he noticed it, he didn't care.

(End of this chapter)