Siheyuan: Becoming a cadre after graduating from technical secondary school

"Ah, you are the 'prodigal son' in Chef Lin's house. You had just left when I came here, and I gradually became familiar with this area by listening to your stories.

Your file is here with me, please sit down and I will pour you both some tea."

Director Wang's joke immediately brought harmony to the atmosphere in the room.

Father Lin smiled and motioned to his silly son to take out a small paper bag from his bag and put it on the mahogany desk.

"What a coincidence! My son just got some Tieguanyin from his classmate. It's not a good tea, but I just wanted to try it for fun. If you want to make tea, just use this. We'd like to try your craftsmanship."

Director Wang opened the cloth bag with a smile and sniffed it twice like an old tea worm.

“Good tea, it is indeed good tea, but I can’t accept it.

Master Lin, why are you being so polite? Your son was admitted to a technical secondary school when I first arrived. He was the only one in our community that year. This is support for my work, and I should thank you. "

"You are here to report today. This is a policy that benefits the people issued by the central government. I will definitely arrange a good place for you."

In his previous life, Lin Zongxuan was just an ordinary operations planner. He usually had to deal with his unreliable boss and the client who liked "colorful black". How could he understand what Director Wang meant?

They could only look at Lin Shuming, who had been working in restaurants before the founding of the People's Republic of China and was familiar with all kinds of people.

Father Lin knew what Director Wang was thinking. He understood at a glance that Director Wang was really afraid of a bad influence. After a little thought, he slapped Lin Zongxuan on the back.

"You bastard, didn't you hear Director Wang keep saying that you two are meant to be together? Why don't you call me auntie?"

Although Lin Zongxuan was still a little dazed, he still called out respectfully, "Auntie."

Director Wang looked at them with a helpless look. Well, it's only been less than a few minutes and now he has a nephew. He thought that he couldn't return the tea this time.

However, he did have the intention to show his good will. It was not bad to have a promising nephew. He had missed the previous Director Xu. Although this young man was a little immature compared to the mature Director Xu, his starting point was higher than Xu Hongming. (The protagonist of the old book, who was a kitchen helper)

"Aunt, this child is meeting you for the first time, so you should accept the tea as a gift from him."

Father Lin pushed the tea bag forward again and said with a smile.

"You old Lin."

Director Wang shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, but still took the tea leaves, took out some and used hot water to brew them for the three of them, and then put the paper bag in the drawer.

The three of them exchanged pleasantries over tea and the warmth in the room. Seeing that the atmosphere was about right, Director Wang straightened his expression and sat up straight. Lin Zongxuan knew that the main topic of today had finally arrived.

"Xiao Lin, I've read your resume. It's very impressive."

“When I was in school, my grades in any subject were never out of the top ten.

I received scholarships three times in four years, and one year I took the initiative to give it to other students.

Your teachers and the dean both think highly of you.

It is indeed a big problem for us to find a place for a talent like you. "

Director Wang praised Lin Zongxuan a lot in one breath, then took a sip of tea and said seriously: "There are three places I can recommend you now."

"The first one is the street office, but not the Qingyun Community Street Office. Our office has already been full."

Director Wang shook his head slightly and said casually, "Whenever someone can't find a job, they are assigned to the street office. The street offices around here have long been overstaffed."

"What I can arrange for you is in the Nanhua Community Sub-district Office further north, more than 20 kilometers away from here. There are special circumstances there. As for what the circumstances are, in principle I am not in a position to disclose them. If you have any connections, you can go check it out yourself."

Lin Zongxuan pondered for a moment and asked, "Auntie Wang, if I go there, can I get a permanent job right away?"

"What are you thinking about? How could you be so lucky?"

At this time, both the Lin family father and son realized that Director Wang was obviously hinting not to go, and they didn't ask any more questions, just said they would think about it.

"The second place to go is the Sijiucheng Third Steel Rolling Mill near your home. They mobilized a large number of people to support border construction at the beginning of this year (true story, those who are interested can go check it out). Now they are not only short of workers, but also cadres. If you go there, I think you can quickly get a permanent job."

The father and son of the Lin family looked at each other. Father Lin was very satisfied. It was close to home, had face, and had many acquaintances.

Even if Lin Zongxuan's level is raised and he is reallocated his residence in the future, it will not be too far away, which will make it convenient for the old couple to take care of their grandson.

Lin Zongxuan himself was a little reluctant. Although thousands of time travelers started from the first background of the original drama, on the one hand, he wanted to stay away from that chaotic courtyard. On the other hand, after the reform and opening up, the status of state-owned enterprises in the system would be greatly reduced.

In fact, he already had a plan in mind. With his expertise in his previous life and his current golden finger in the supermarket space, it would be most appropriate for him to become a cadre in the supply and marketing system.

Director Wang was a man of character. He could tell at a glance that the father and son had different opinions. He said with a smile, "Let's hear about the third destination first."

"The third place is a new waste station in Haidian District. You can get a permanent job there and even become the deputy station manager."

Director Wang said this with a joking tone, and it seemed that he had never thought that Lin Zongxuan would choose this unit.

But it is true that although these days people say 'there is no distinction between high and low jobs, just different divisions of labor', no one is stupid.

'Labor is the most glorious', but it also depends on what kind of labor it is, right?

Who would want to be an executive in a large factory with tens of thousands of employees and be surrounded by dirty garbage every day?

Even if these "junk" are valuable, you have to dare to take action.

After talking about the three destinations, Director Wang pretended to go out for some fresh air, leaving room for discussion between the Lin father and son.

Lin Zongxuan said with a bitter face: "This is equivalent to saying that you are only given one choice."

"Hey, the Third Steel Rolling Mill is a large factory with tens of thousands of people, and the first and second uncles in our courtyard are both senior technicians there, and Sha Zhu from the middle courtyard is the chef of the cafeteria. They can all help out, so why are you still unwilling?"

Father Lin was very dissatisfied with his son's picky attitude and his face immediately turned dark.

"It's not that I don't want to, alas..."

My old father, how do you know? I'm just afraid that these good neighbors you mentioned will cause trouble.

However, since I am here, I might as well make the best of it. It is still early for the opening scene of the original play, and the people in the courtyard are relatively honest. Since God allows me to go, then I will go.

After a while, Director Wang came back with a file bag. Seeing that the father and son had quieted down, he smiled and said without asking any questions: "Get up early in three days. I will ask someone to take you to the steel mill to meet the leader of the steel mill to start work."

After saying that, he raised the file bag in his hand and handed it to Lin Zongxuan.

"This is your file. It contains your place of origin, identity certificate, school letter of recommendation, criminal record, school performance, and other information. Take it and don't tear the seal."

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"Dad, I'm a cadre now? The steel mill won't abandon me, will it?"

On the way back from the trip, Lin's father kept muttering in front as he rode his bike, telling him to prepare some things for Lin Zongxuan when he officially started working.

We are all cadres, so we should have a domestically made stainless steel watch, not to mention imported ones.

You can no longer dress like a student, you have to wear a Lenin suit with four pockets;

I also need a bicycle. Fortunately, I have a bicycle ticket at home.

Lin Zongxuan, who was sitting in the back, was a little worried. In later generations, there was no such thing as guaranteed job placement after graduation, so it was very difficult to find a suitable job.

Am I going to be a manager in a factory with tens of thousands of employees?

Father Lin found a secluded place to stop the car, took out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth, then handed one to his son and looked at him sideways.

Lin Zongxuan quickly took out a sunflower brand kerosene lighter, used the flint to light the fire, protected it with his hand and lit a cigarette for Lin's father, and then lit one for himself. (Picture in the comment section, it really existed in that era)

Seeing Lin's father looking at the old-fashioned lighter in his hand with curiosity, he took it out and showed it with a smile.

"Where did you get this?"

Father Lin was not surprised that his son smoked, as the kid had been using cigarettes to make firecrackers since he was a teenager. However, this small square object that looked like a matchbox was only the second time he had seen it.

The first time was in the office of their deputy factory director. It was said to be three yuan each, and two industrial tickets were required.

“My classmate gave it to me.”

Lin Zongxuan confidently added another "charge" to the false accusation against his classmate.

“Your classmate is very generous.”

Lin's father once again confirmed that Lin Zongxuan must have a girlfriend at school. Could this be a token of love?

I just don’t know if she is willing to marry me all the way from Shen City.

After smoking half of a cigarette, Father Lin said slowly: "Your job will definitely be fine. It will be in the steel mill, but the specific position you will be assigned to will depend on your performance tomorrow."

"I will only tell you three things. They are the principles I learned from more than ten years of studying in the old society."

“Which three sentences?”

Lin Zongxuan asked with interest.

“You have to rely on the heavens, the earth, and yourself.”