Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

Director Li's question was so difficult for Sun Zhengguo to answer.

Should I tell you that this is the big bone in my space.

As for those big bones from the meat processing plant? There was almost no meat on them, not much at all, not even enough to fill the gaps between your teeth.

"Director Li, I definitely don't have any connections. It might just be a coincidence! There aren't many people in our company. If your factory wants to improve life in this way, it will definitely not work."

This explanation was rather far-fetched, but Director Li did not pay much attention to it. He just nodded in agreement.

After Sun Zhengguo finished his meal, the two factory directors exchanged some pleasantries and then returned to their offices.

During the afternoon working hours, Sun Zhengguo rearranged the tasks.

Some workers were mainly responsible for assembling machines, and Sun Zhengguo distributed new drawings to the remaining technical backbones to prepare for processing the parts needed for the second precision machine tool.

In addition, for parts that cannot be produced here, Sun Zhengguo also sent several field staff to contact various units for coordinated production.

At the same time, the Machinery Department is about to usher in a relatively large personnel change.

Minister Duan and Vice Minister Li have been summoned for talks by the organization respectively.

Among them, Minister Duan may go one step further and join the CPPCC as vice chairman.

As expected, it is almost certain that Vice Minister Li will be promoted to the position of head of the Ministry of Machinery after removing the title of Vice Minister.

Once the probation period is over, a new appointment will be made.

Sun Zhengguo was completely unaware of all this. After assigning the tasks, he handed everything over to Chen Lianshan and then returned to the office.

Because the current two precision machine tools are sufficient, he plans to move into larger machine tools.

After careful consideration, this time Sun Zhengguo planned to draw the drawings of the gantry milling machine first, and then the drawings of the gear hobbing machine.

If these two products can be formed, then together with the previous two precision machine tools, we can’t say that we can form a closed loop, but we can already reach more than 90%.

In this way, other machine tools can be developed slowly in the future, and even CNC machine tools can be developed.

With a plan in his mind, Sun Zhengguo began to write and draw non-stop, showing the advanced technologies in his mind on the drawings one by one.

He was so busy that he forgot about time until his younger brother came to call him off work.

Along the way, the two brothers were also discussing some technical issues, and Sun Zhengguo also hoped that his younger brother could become successful as soon as possible.

Before they knew it, the two of them returned to the courtyard. Before they entered the yard, they heard a familiar voice from inside. Who else could it be but Yan Bugui?

"Damn it, this guy is still haunting us. He comes here so early, is he trying to get a free meal?" Sun Zhengguo cursed in his heart and pushed the cart into the yard.

When Yan Bugui saw Sun Zhengguo coming back, the wrinkles on his old face seemed to bloom and he spoke in a friendly manner.

“Jungguk, it’s time to get off work.”

"Hey! It's Uncle Three. Are you here for school matters?"

"Yes, yes! I wonder if you have asked for me what the school said?" Yan Bugui asked hopefully.

"Uncle, I did ask for you about this matter, but now that this has just happened, Principal Luo is not in a position to express his opinion. For the time being, I ask you to wait until the time is right."

Sun Zhengguo said casually, "If you are willing to wait, then wait! If you can wait for the news, I will lose."

After hearing this, Yan Bugui would definitely not accept it, and he still asked shamelessly.

"Zhengguo, I know you are capable, but Third Master would like to ask, when is the right time?"

"Uncle, let me put it this way! I don't know the exact time. I think it should be after this batch of students leave Red Star Primary School. At that time, you may be able to go back to teach again."

"Ah~!"

Yan Bugui was completely dumbfounded. He was teaching second grade students, so didn't this mean he would have to wait a few more years?

"It's over, it's over, how can we live like this?" Yan Bugui was seen beating his chest and stamping his feet, wailing.

Then, Yan Bugui looked at Sun Zhengguo again, as if he had seen a savior.

"Zhengguo, since you can speak to Principal Luo, can you help me to plead for him? In this way, if I can return to school, I...I...I."

Yan Bugui talked for a long time but couldn't say anything. Finally, he gritted his teeth, stamped his feet, and said with great heartache.

"I'm willing to give you 30 yuan, ... No, no, no! I... I'm willing to give you 50 yuan and let you take care of it. Do you think this is okay?"

Damn it! Sun Zhengguo looked at Yan Bugui with great contempt. This miser, did he treat the 50 yuan as US dollars?

But even if it was exchanged into US dollars, Sun Zhengguo would not even look at it twice, because he already has this thing.

"Uncle, this is not about money. There are many aspects involved. Principal Luo is also in a difficult situation."

"Ah~!"

"Isn't it too little?" Yan Bugui asked in surprise.

He is familiar with this routine!

If Principal Luo didn't want to help, he would just refuse.

But now Principal Luo is in a difficult situation. There is only one explanation: the money has not been received.

"Zhengguo, you know what conditions Third Uncle's family has! It's too much, I can't afford it at all."

Yan Bugui continued to cry poor, hoping that Sun Zhengguo would be soft-hearted and take over the matter.

Sun Zhengguo could only laugh at this kind of crying poor behavior.

In this courtyard, he has the most say in who is rich or poor.

Putting aside their family, the person with the most treasures in the yard is the deaf old lady, all of which are buried under the flour jar!

The richest person in the hospital, no one would believe it if you told him that he was the one crying poor.

You heard it right, this person is Yan Bugui.

This guy is worthy of being a small business owner. He has more cash hidden at home than Yi Zhonghai, nearly 8000 yuan, not including some small things.

Can you believe that the second richest man in this compound is the one who is calculating this and that every day in the compound, and who can even argue with you for a long time just for a piece of scallion?

But all this has nothing to do with Sun Zhengguo, and he would not steal with his mind. This is his bottom line as a human being.

Thinking of all this, Sun Zhengguo couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Uncle, I think you misunderstood me. Principal Luo is not that kind of person. Why don't we all calm down and wait until this storm is over before we talk about it."

A business that is pursued by others is not a business at all, and Yan Bugui also understands this truth.

"Zhengguo, then you have to help the Third Master keep an eye on it. If you have any news, notify me immediately."

"Don't worry, Uncle San, we are old neighbors. If I don't help you, who will?"

Sun Zhengguo, the sixth brother, speaks very pleasantly.

If Yan Bugui knew that this matter was planned from beginning to end by the person in front of him, I wonder how he would feel?

After Yan Bugui left, Sun Zhengan, who had been listening to the entire conversation, said with disgust, "Bah! How can you expect to accomplish anything if you are so stingy?"

Sun Zhengguo shook his head and did not tell his brother about these things.

What would his younger brother think if he knew that the stingy person he mentioned had a huge sum of 8000 yuan at home?