Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

Zhao Shanhe took out a match and lit the cigarette, but saw that Liu Guangtian put the cigarette back in his pocket. He couldn't help but admire the cleverness of this little guy. He also thought that Liu Guangtian only earned 18 yuan a month, but he dared to smoke Daqianmen. He must be getting rich just because he had some money. It turned out that he bought cigarettes to keep in touch with others.

"I'm relieved to see that you can gain a foothold in the team. Work hard and try to become a regular employee in advance. Then I may be able to ask you for help."

"No problem, Brother Shanhe, if you have anything to say, just ask. I will never forget your kindness to me in my life."

Seeing that Liu Guangtian didn't seem to be ungrateful, Zhao Shanhe felt that he had made a profit on this investment. He patted him on the shoulder and turned to run to the Human Resources Department.

When it comes to the Personnel Department, no matter who the cadre is, they are naturally half a level lower, because this department has the most power.

Fortunately, Zhao Shanhe was Li Huaide's direct descendant, so no one would make things difficult for him. He just went straight to the familiar clerk and asked.

"Please help me find out which departments are short of people right now. I have a neighbor's child who wants to work in the factory. See if you can arrange a job for him that's not too strenuous."

These clerks also knew about the recent situation in the factory. Every day, many leaders came to handle formalities. They took the vacancy list of each department and looked at it and replied.

"Chief Zhao, there are basically no vacancies in human resources and finance now. You should also know that even if there are vacancies, we dare not assign them. Who knows if someone will assign relatives."

Zhao Shanhe understood the meaning of this statement immediately. It was that his rank was too low. If someone at the director level came and wanted to put people in these departments, even if he brought the person here, he would have to take him back.

"I see. Apart from these two departments, what other places are good?"

The two of them discussed the college application process here, choosing from department to department. In the end, Zhao Shanhe felt that two departments were good: the Technology Department and the Publicity Department.

But considering that Yan Jiefang only has a junior high school education, it would be a sheer humiliation for him to go to the technical department, because that place used to be Deputy Secretary Nie's private territory, and the lowest entrant had to be a technical secondary school graduate. We couldn't let Yan Jiefang go to the technical department to help tighten screws, right?

Besides, there isn't a single technician in the entire city who can only tighten screws.

So in the end I chose the Propaganda Department.

In addition, Chen Xueru also works as an officer in the Propaganda Department, so she can be looked after. He can feel that he is doing his best to be neighbors with Old Yan.

When Chen Xueru first joined the factory, her administrative level was 12. After the last adjustment by Li Huaide, she has reached level 7 (salary 37 yuan). It only takes a word from the leader to be promoted from a clerk to an executive. This is the magic of power.

Zhao Shanhe took his employment form and slacked off in the office until the end of the work day. He rode his bike back to the yard while listening to the music from the factory speakers at the end of the get off work day. After he and Chen Xueru had dinner, he walked to Yan Bugui's house.

He knocked on the door, and this time it was Yan Jiefang who opened the door. Zhao Shanhe did not enter the room. He took out the piece of paper worth hundreds of dollars and handed it to him and said.

"Tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock, I will take you to the steel mill to complete the entry procedures. Dress yourself up. You will be working in the publicity department of the steel mill from now on."

After saying that, he patted the other person on the shoulder and went to the gate of the yard to find someone to tease.

When Yan Jiefang brought the employment form back to the house as if in a dream and told Old Yan about it, the stingy second uncle couldn't help but slap his thigh and say that Zhao Shanhe was efficient.

"Jiefang, when you go to the Propaganda Department, you have to be more sensible.

Zhao Shanhe’s wife Chen Xueru is also in the Propaganda Department. Don’t wait for others to open their mouths before you take action. Otherwise, even if something good happens, it won’t be your turn.

When you have nothing to do, do more and talk less. As long as you serve Chen Xueru well, given the character of your brother Zhao, he will definitely help you get a regular job ahead of time.

Haven't you heard that today Liu Guangtian has been transferred from a temporary worker to an apprentice, and in less than three years he has become a driver in a steel mill.

I guess Lao Liu must be regretting it now, haha."

Yan Jiefang's eyes sparkled as he listened to Yan Bugui's words. He also envied Liu Guangtian. The monthly salary of a regular driver was almost as high as that of a level 5 fitter, not to mention the extra income. When the time came, it would be easy for him to enjoy the best of life, right?

Although his salary in the Propaganda Department was not as high as that of a driver, it was still not low after he had endured the internship. He took Old Yan's words to heart. It was just to make Sister Chen, who lived next door, happy at work. Was it harder than asking his father for money at home? He really didn't believe it.

The steel rolling mill's expansion work was proceeding in an orderly manner, and Xu Damao in the backyard also started jumping up and down.

"Xiao'e, just go back and tell your dad, I just want to be promoted to a deputy section chief, it's not an important position.

With my father-in-law's ability, it's just a matter of a word, right? "

Xu Damao really wanted to make progress. Seeing that people in the courtyard were promoted, those who were converted to regular employees, and even his arch-enemy Sha Zhu became the monitor of the third canteen, he became anxious.

Lou Xiao'e answered while peeling pine nuts she brought back from her father's house.

"Da Mao, it's not that I don't want to help you, you are only a level 7 clerk now, if you want to be promoted to deputy section chief, you have to jump at least 7 levels.

You are not like Zhao Shanhe in the front yard who has made any contribution. I don’t even have an excuse to open my mouth.

I would say you should work hard first, and when you are promoted to Level 2 Clerk or Level 1 Clerk, I will go to my dad and help you get promoted."

After listening to Lou Xiao'e's story, Xu Damao became as soft as an eggplant after being steamed.

"Hey, I'm a movie projectionist. I go to the countryside every day and I don't get to meet the factory leaders. I don't even have anyone to talk to. It's so difficult to get promoted.

If the deputy section chief of the publicity department had not been transferred to another department during this recruitment expansion, I wouldn’t even be able to find a job. If I miss this opportunity, it will be even more difficult to get promoted to deputy section chief in the future.”

Lou Xiao'e looked at the dejected Xu Damao and laughed in her heart. What if you are promoted and out of the control of the Lou family? You still want to be promoted to deputy section chief? In this life, you can only be an officer at most. Don't daydream about anything else.

By early November, the factory's recruitment work was finally coming to an end. In this cold season, the deaf old lady visited the Lou family again.

They still go through the window instead of the door. I guess Lou Bancheng has gotten used to it.

"Ms. Long, what's the matter that brings you to see me so late?

You are old and don’t sleep much, I can’t stand the tossing and turning of your body.”

This time, the deaf old lady changed into a black cotton jacket, wore a black round hat on her head, and a black scarf around her neck. No one would have thought that she was the deaf old lady who had been wanted for a long time.

"Lou Bancheng, how are your people arranged?"

The deaf old lady went straight to the point without answering Lou Bancheng's nonsense.

"Everything was almost arranged, but who could have imagined that on the 9th of last month, a city-wide raid took place, and many of my old buddies were arrested for being involved in the black market.

Luckily, I reacted quickly and arranged for some people to bail them out, but this exposed many of my subordinates. I guess the higher-ups are watching me now, right?"