The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

After get off work in the afternoon, Liu Minghui rode his bike back to the courtyard and was stopped by Yan Bugui as soon as he entered the door.

"Hey, Minghui, I heard you got a promotion?"

Yan Bugui looked at Liu Minghui, his heart still unable to calm down for a long time. He had just learned about it from other people who were going home from get off work.

This was a serious matter. After Yan Bugui asked several people in succession and got the same answer from them all, he hurried to the door, intending to get a definite answer from Liu Minghui.

"Oh, Uncle, you are really well-informed. You know what happened in the steel mill this afternoon?"

Liu Minghui sighed when he saw this.

If there were no secrets in the Siheyuan, it would be obvious that Yan Bugui, who has nothing to do with the steel rolling mill, knows his news.

But it was all thanks to those big mouths, as Yan Bugui heard them discussing Liu Minghui's affairs.

Yan Bugui was shocked when he heard this. What he heard from outsiders was very different from what he heard from Liu Minghui.

Seeing him become deputy director at such a young age, even Yan Bugui, who usually doesn't care about these things, knows clearly that Liu Minghui has overcome a big hurdle.

"Then how much is your current salary?"

Yan Bugui said this with an envious expression on his face.

Liu Minghui smiled and said, "Not much, just over a hundred yuan."

Liu Minghui said very vaguely.

Although it is not appropriate to show off your wealth in the Siheyuan, your salary cannot be concealed. After all, everything is about transparency nowadays. Even if Liu Minghui doesn't say it, others can find out at the steel mill.

Yan Bugui couldn't help smacking his lips after hearing this, and said in amazement: "This is not much, it's equivalent to my salary for three or four months."

"Uncle, don't be envious. I don't even know you. Your salary is not low, right?"

Liu Minghui said this while looking at him with a teasing expression. Liu Minghui was not like the other people in the courtyard who would be fooled by Yan Bugui.

Although Yan Bugui claimed that he earned 27.5 yuan a month, Liu Minghui knew that Yan Bugui was just pretending to be poor.

Yan Bugui couldn't help but smile awkwardly after hearing this. He didn't expect that Liu Minghui actually knew his situation.

We stopped discussing this immediately.

Yan Bugui's current salary is only about 40 yuan per month, and this is due to his long working years.

For example, some new teachers only earn more than 20 yuan. Of course, teachers also have different levels. As long as they are promoted, the salary will be good.

However, Yan Bugui has no such hope. Judging from his habit of leaving school early every day to go fishing, it is basically impossible for him to be promoted to a higher level as a teacher.

The school leaders would never give him a place.

But even so, Yan Bugui's salary is among the highest in Siheyuan, at least much better than many people.

"Let's not talk about this. This is a big wedding, do you plan to set up a few tables?"

Yan Bugui skipped the topic of salary and started asking the main questions.

This is why he was waiting here.

Yan Bugui was still thinking about getting a good meal, and couldn't help but look at Liu Minghui attentively.

"If you have this plan, Second Master can help you."

After hearing this, Liu Minghui shook his head and rejected Yan Bugui's proposal in the face of Yan Bugui's disappointed look.

"Forget about it. The higher-ups have repeatedly issued orders not to hold extravagant celebrations. As a cadre, I should take the lead."

"Besides, food production has not yet recovered, so how can we have so much food for everyone to eat?"

Liu Minghui doesn't want to be in the spotlight, so he shouldn't treat everyone later, or he'll be reported.

Although the possibility is very low, Liu Minghui still doesn't want to take the risk.

Yan Bugui felt very disappointed after hearing this. It seemed that he would not be able to get a free meal. After all, he had no choice if Liu Minghui did not agree.

"Well, I'm just asking according to convention. If you think so, then forget it."

Yan Bugui sighed and said, "Old Liu was just asking if you were back. I guess he has something to ask you."

Before leaving, Yan Bugui left a message for Liu Minghui, saying that Liu Haizhong was looking for him.

After hearing this, Liu Minghui frowned immediately. He knew without a doubt that Liu Haizhong was looking for him not only to congratulate him, but also to ask for help.

Liu Minghui was also helpless about this. If Liu Haizhong had done as he said and put some ink into his stomach first, he would not have to stay in the position of team leader without moving.

Liu Minghui knew that Liu Haizhong had a good reputation in the workshop. After all, all the apprentices in recent years had been taught by him, and this was a kind of friendship.

The factory also wants to promote Liu Haizhong. After all, as mentioned earlier, Liu Haizhong has a lot of prestige in the workshop and has enough qualifications, so he should have no problem competing for the position of deputy workshop director.

But a workshop director is not like a team leader who only needs to manage the workers. At least he should be able to understand the manuals of various machine tools. But apart from knowing some common characters, Liu Haizhong can't understand anything.

In addition, they have to take care of all the big and small trivial matters in the workshop, and Director Yang will occasionally hold meetings for them. It will be a problem for Liu Haizhong to provide various production details of the workshop later.

After all, Liu Haizhong was just an old worker who knew nothing but technical skills, so the factory finally gave up the idea of ​​promoting Liu Haizhong.

Liu Minghui thought about it and slowly walked back home.

"Hello, Director Liu."

After passing the front gate, I met Xu Damao head-on.

Xu Damao greeted Liu Minghui in a very flattering manner.

"Director Liu is off work now. I stewed an old hen today. Come to my place and have a couple of drinks."

Xu Damao invited her warmly and said that he had stewed an old hen and that it was something he had asked Li Guihua to do when he came back early in the afternoon.

The main reason was that after Xu Damao learned that Liu Minghui had been promoted, he felt that the relationship between the two was gradually drifting apart and needed to be maintained quickly.

Xu Damao thought that Liu Minghui was no longer the person he could ignore just because he disliked him before, so he had to try to curry favor with him.

That's why I thought of inviting Liu Minghui to dinner in the evening, and he also had his own ideas.

"It's Damao. I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you often go to the countryside?"

When Liu Minghui saw that it was Xu Damao, he put aside the matter about Liu Haizhong that he had been thinking about and stopped chatting with Xu Damao.

Although Xu Damao had made Liu Minghui very unhappy before, it had been a long time since the incident. In addition, Xu Damao had brought it upon himself by marrying Li Guihua, so Liu Minghui no longer cared about what happened before.

"Oh, yes. There are many places I want to watch movies after the New Year. I was busy every day before. Today, I heard the news that Director Liu was promoted. I have to celebrate with you."