Rebirth of the Flying Era

  Chapter 3 The Lion's Big Opening

   Du Fei crossed the front yard.

  It was already dark, and all the houses were lit.

   When passing by the middle courtyard, Du Fei glanced at the uncle's house.

   was seeing the curtain beside the door being lifted to a corner, a pair of eyes were vaguely looking out, and when Du Fei appeared, he immediately pulled down the curtain.

   Du Fei knew it.

   It is estimated that Director Sun has already come and is now at the uncle's house.

  As expected, Du Fei returned home and just lit the stove to burn the kang when the uncle and Director Sun came to the door.

  The eldest head came in without knocking on the door, followed by a middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses.

   Du Fei looked at the other side calmly.

   Wearing a Chinese tunic suit, advancing cap, and smiling, the first impression of Director Sun was quite good.

  Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant is a bureau-level unit, and the workshop director is at least the deputy division level, which is the same level as the deputy county head.

   If you can sit firmly in this position, there is a high probability that it is not a wine bag and a rice bag.

   At the same time, Director Sun was also observing Du Fei.

   The young man standing in front of him did not show any anger and hatred, nor did he flinch from his leader.

   This made Director Sun have a faint hunch that this matter tonight might be difficult to handle.

   The three entered the back room.

   Du Fei politely asked Director Sun and the uncle to sit on the official hat chair, picked up the teacup without haste, and poured two glasses of water.

   "I don't have any tea at home, you two forgive me." Du Fei said lightly, took a step back, and sat on the kang.

   Director Sun glanced at the teacup and then at the uncle next to him.

   Du Fei's calmness and composure caught him by surprise, but for the sake of his son, he opened the bow and did not turn back the arrow.

   "Comrade Xiao Du, Master Yi told you the specific situation, what are your thoughts?" Director Sun decided to cut to the chase first, maybe this kid in front of him was just bluffing!

Du Fei knew that the uncle's surname was Yi, and said lightly: "The uncle told me yesterday. I gave your son the place to succeed in the factory and let me go to the street as a temporary worker. Director Sun, I don't understand it this way. wrong?"

"Xiao Du~ This is also for your own good." The uncle frowned, put on the air of the uncle, and started to preach: "Entering the workshop is all heavy physical work, and you can't stand it at all with your body. Temporary workers, but the work is easy, isn’t it bad to sit in the office? Besides, the salary is 16 yuan 5 when you go to the factory and keep up with the streets, so what else is there to be dissatisfied with.”

   Du Fei ignored it, the uncle, he just looked at Director Sun with a half-smile, and said without thinking: "Director Sun, my brother Sun also graduated from high school, right?"

  Director Sun was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized that Du Fei was referring to his son, but it was a little strange, why did Du Fei mention this.

   Du Fei continued: "Then you should understand how difficult it is to get into high school, right?"

  Director Sun recalled his son's high school entrance examination, and felt a little emotional: "Yeah! There are fifty or sixty students in a class, and only three or five can go to high school."

"I also graduated from high school!" Du Fei suddenly shook his face, staring at the uncle and Director Sun: "Why do you think you can fool me as a fool? I took over in the factory and is a state-run regular worker, as long as I don't make a big mistake. , even the factory manager has no right to fire me. What is it to do on the street? A temporary worker, if he says get out, he will get out, and he has the face to say that I am not satisfied?"

  The old man blushed when he was attacked.

"There's still wages!" Du Fei snorted coldly: "The first three years in the factory are apprenticeship wages, but I graduated from high school, and I'm not stupid or stupid. When I am 30 years old, it is not too much to be rated as a five-level worker? The monthly salary is 55 yuan! Going to the street as a temporary worker, now it is 16 yuan 5, if you work there for ten years, it will still be 16 yuan 5, can you compare?"

   Uncle opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Director Sun also had a serious expression at first, but after he finished speaking with Du Fei, he relaxed instead, took a sip of water from the teacup in his hand, and said with a smile, "Comrade Du, it seems that you understand people, so let's open it up. The skylight speaks brightly, what do you want?"

   Just now Du Fei had been emphasizing the unequal interests of the two sides, but he didn't reject it on the spot. Director Sun heard the clue and felt that there was a way.

   "Five hundred dollars, ten industrial coupons, plus a bicycle ticket and a radio ticket." Du Fei didn't change his face, and made a bid.

   When the uncle and Director Sun heard it, they both changed color immediately.

   These money tickets must add up to thousands.

   I didn't expect Du Fei to be so courageous and dare to talk to them.

   Especially Director Sun, he stood up on the spot and patted the table: "This is impossible!"

Du Fei didn't panic: "Director Sun, you don't need to brag with me. If there is another way, would you come to me? Although my father was not rated as a martyr, he just died in the factory, and now he is robbing me. Work, if this is spread out, what will the old ladies in the factory say about you?"

   Director Sun and the uncle looked even more ugly.

   They didn't expect that Du Fei could see so clearly at a young age.

   Uncle YouQi, I regret it a little bit, I shouldn't be confused and get involved in this matter.

  Director Sun's eyes flickered, but he still had luck, and snorted coldly: "So what, I don't want this quota."

"It's up to you!" Du Fei sneered: "I have to make an appointment for the thousand-dollar bill, as well as the work done by the street! I've been torn apart with you, I don't dare to go to work in the factory, If there is another work-related injury one day, no one will collect the body if I die."

   Director Sun was horrified, and even more afraid of Du Fei.

   If you can think of preventing being killed by the enemy, you will definitely think of killing the enemy.

   Director Sun and the uncle came from the war years, but neither of them had any experience in the army, so if you want to say murder, you really don’t dare.

"What do you want to do!"

   Director Sun's throat rolled, swallowing and spitting, and his courage to speak immediately weakened.

"Tomorrow early in the morning, I will go to the factory to find Director Yang and Deputy Director Li." Du Fei's face was expressionless, but he said murderous words: "The workshop director persecuted work-injured orphans, and took the place of succession in the factory. Ask them face-to-face, and the factory doesn't care. If the factory doesn't care, I'll go to the district. If the district doesn't work, I'll go to the city! I'd like to see if Director Sun can see through the sky."

   With a thud, Director Sun sat back on the chair, sweat dripping from the forehead and temples.

   If it's really like what Duffy said, then he's definitely finished.

   You don't even have to go to the district or city, he won't be able to pass the test by Director Yang.

   The uncle was also confused, his face was pale, and he was at a loss.

   For a while, the room fell silent, only the heavy breathing of Director Sun and the uncle.

   A few minutes later, Du Fei was the first to break the silence.

   "Since Director Sun is temporarily undecided, it is better to go home and discuss it first. I will wait for you until tomorrow morning."

   Director Sun just felt a mess in his heart.

   At this time, he woke up suddenly, as if he had lost his energy, he shook his head with a wry smile and said, "No need, I promise."

  Du Fei's mouth was upturned and he smiled: "Then I wish my grandson a smooth sailing and a bright future when he enters the factory."

   Director Sun was stunned for a moment, and his mood became more complicated.

   A ticket worth thousands of dollars. For him, although the flesh hurts, it will not hurt the bones.

   More importantly, the purpose of letting his son replace Du Fei's succession and entering the rolling mill to work has finally been achieved.

  According to reliable sources, the wind will change next year, and middle and high school graduates who have no jobs will all go to the countryside.

   Director Sun was unwilling to let his son go to the street office as a temporary worker, so he set his sights on Du Fei and wanted to change jobs with him.

   But he didn't expect that, after a hundred secrets, he was bitten back fiercely.

   (end of this chapter)