The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

Seeing Xu Damao's anxious look, Liu Minghui took his time.

"Hey, I'm craving for a cigarette. Let me light one first."

Xu Damao was almost anxious when he saw this. He quickly took out a Daqianmen cigarette from his pocket, politely lit a cigarette for Liu Minghui, and then stared at him closely.

Liu Minghui took a puff of cigarette slowly, exhaling smoke from his mouth between breaths, and then slowly explained: "You have a big shortcoming. If you don't solve this, you will have no chance."

Xu Damao was surprised and confused when he heard this. What were his shortcomings? How come he didn't know about them?

Seeing Xu Damao's confused expression, Liu Minghui said something lightly, and Xu Damao's face suddenly changed after hearing it.

"Ah, just because I'm a projectionist, I can't get a promotion, what kind of explanation is that?"

After hearing this, Xu Damao looked confused and waited for Liu Minghui's explanation in confusion.

That’s right, Liu Minghui told Xu Damao that if he wanted to get promoted, he couldn’t be a projectionist, or there couldn’t be only one projectionist in the steel mill.

As mentioned earlier, there was only one projectionist, Xu Damao, in the steel rolling mill, and there were no other apprentices.

It's not that no one wants to learn, but Xu Damao, like his father, holds the philosophy of teaching his apprentices to starve himself, and has no intention of accepting apprentices at all, resulting in the situation where Xu Damao is the only projectionist at the steel rolling mill.

Liu Minghui spread his hands and said unhappily: "What else? If you get promoted, who will go to the countryside to show movies?"

Xu Damao's breath stagnated when he heard this, and he muttered softly, "That's not the case, at worst I can just go to the countryside."

Xu Damao had beautiful thoughts. He felt that he was fully capable of handling two jobs. Of course, it was not because Xu Damao was dedicated or anything like that. In fact, it was just that he could not make use of the gains he gained every time he went to the countryside.

"You have a nice idea. Never mind. Anyway, I have made it very clear. You can think about it yourself."

After that, Liu Minghui continued, "I see you still have work to do, so I won't say much. You go to work, and I'm going back to the courtyard."

Liu Minghui then rode his bicycle out of the steel mill gate without caring whether Xu Damao listened to what he said.

Only Xu Damao was left there feeling conflicted. Not because of anything else, but mainly because he took Liu Minghui's words to heart.

But even so, Xu Damao was reluctant to give up his job in the countryside. After all, the salary was only a small amount each month.

Xu Damao only earns 32.5 yuan a month, but if he goes to the countryside a few times, his salary would be more than that. That is why Xu Damao is so conflicted.

"Well, let's go to work first and think about this later."

Xu Damao sighed, left the steel mill, and went to the village where he was needed to show movies.

The next day, Li Huaide still had a good network of contacts, and he got the job done that Liu Minghui asked him to do in just one day.

Father Ding was staying at home that day. After losing his job at the hospital, he had thought about finding another one, but with his stain on his reputation, he really couldn't find a job that suits him.

Ding's father was proud of his status as someone who had studied abroad and had a foreign education, so after being fired, he stayed at home all day and left the burden of supporting the family entirely to Ding's mother and Ding Qiunan.

The Ding couple had a very good relationship. Even if Ding's father was decadent and didn't go out to work to earn money, Ding's mother didn't say anything. She could only get some manual work at the street office and earn some money every day. Together with the salary that Ding Qiunan sent back every month, she could barely make ends meet.

It's just that life is a little hard. Recently, Liu Minghui occasionally asks Ding Qiunan to bring some food and drinks home, which makes life a lot better.

This morning, Father Ding was helping his wife with handicrafts as usual.

"Dong dong."

"Is anyone home?"

Just at this moment, there was a knock at the door. The two looked at each other, and finally Mother Ding got up and went out to open the door.

With a creak, the gate of the courtyard opened. Mother Ding looked at the middle-aged man in a Mao suit standing at the door and asked in confusion, "Hello, are you looking for our Old Ding?"

Although Father Ding is now in poverty, he still has a few good friends, but they seldom visit him on weekdays.

When Ding's mother was at the door, she didn't take it seriously when she found out that the visitor was unfamiliar to her. After all, she didn't recognize all of Ding's father's friends.

The visitor was the director of the hospital where Ding's father used to work. He looked at Ding's mother and explained with a smile: "Yes, I am here to see Dr. Ding. After investigation, we found that Dr. Ding is not responsible for the previous incident, so we hope that Dr. Ding can come back to work in the hospital."

After these words were spoken, Ding's mother was stunned, and Ding's father who came out behind her was also stunned.

After a long while, Father Ding looked at the visitor with tears in his eyes and asked with a choked voice, "Really, really?"

The visitor saw Ding's father standing in the yard through the gate and immediately said with a smile, "Of course it's true. This is what our dean said. I am responsible for notifying you, Doctor Ding."

"Why, why is this so sudden?"

Father Ding was a little confused. You know, he had also looked for a dean at the beginning, but unfortunately it was of no use.

"Doctor Ding, you don't have to think so much. After all, it's all a good thing, right?"

The visitor said with a smile. He knew very well that everything had been told to someone, otherwise the hospital would not have readmitted Father Ding.

"Yes, this is a great event. Comrade, please come in and have a seat and drink some water."

Mother Ding had a happy expression on her face at this time, and she looked at the visitor and invited him to come into the house to rest.

"No, I still have to go back to the hospital. Let's just leave it at that. Doctor Ding, please come back to work as soon as possible in the next few days."

After saying that, the person who came to notify left.

In the Ding family's yard, Ding's father was still a little bit in disbelief at this time. He thought that this was the end of his life, but he didn't expect that someone still remembered him and gave him a hand.

Mother Ding's eyes also turned red. God knew how much she had suffered in the past few years. It was fortunate that her daughter had a job, otherwise the family would have collapsed long ago.

"Thank God, our family has finally come to an end. When Zhou Qiunan comes back next time, I will tell her the good news."

Mother Ding clasped her hands together and looked up to the sky, as if praying.

After being overjoyed, Father Ding calmed down a lot. Looking at Mother Ding's expression, he said unhappily, "Okay, if praying works, then why would it be our turn?"

"I think someone must have helped, otherwise it wouldn't be so simple."

When Mother Ding heard this, she also felt that what Father Ding said made some sense, so she said curiously, "It seems to be true, but who could it be? Could it be that one of your good friends helped you?"

Father Ding shook his head. Most of his friends were teachers and the like. How could they have any connections?