Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

"Oh, are you still burning charcoal?" The people in the yard looked at Chen Xueru and couldn't help but curl their lips.

In this yard, only Yang Muzi's family is willing to use fruit charcoal for heating.

Now, public and private enterprises have been merged and the Yang family is about to fall. Burning charcoal at this time is considered to be pretentious in the eyes of everyone.

Burn it, burn it, I wonder how many days you can last.

"Everyone is here. It's so cold, why are you all in the yard?" Chen Xueru greeted them with a smile.

Qin Huairu smiled and stood up: "Well, Uncle San is telling us about public-private partnerships. Do you want to listen?"

Normally, Qin Huairu didn't dare to talk to Chen Xueru because Chen Xueru was too tall and she felt inferior in front of her.

It’s different now. Once the public-private partnership begins, she, Chen Xueru, will become an ordinary citizen, no different from her, Qin Huairu.

The inferiority complex disappeared, and I even felt a little excited.

Deliberately bringing up the issue of public-private partnership is somewhat provocative.

Because the public-private partnership only targets Chen Xueru. "My throat is cold, so I won't listen."

Chen Xueru smiled, ignored Qin Huairu's provocation, turned and walked towards the backyard.

"You won't be able to be so proud for many days!" Qin Huairu said secretly.

"Uncle San, please continue."

“And the purpose of the company’s joint venture is to transform capital into laborers. The former capital will also become the working class.”

Working class.

Qin Huairu's eyes lit up. Wouldn't Chen Xueru no longer be able to be superior to her in the future?

"The working class is good, and workers are glorious." "From now on, everyone will be equal."

"Hahaha, that's not right. Capital becomes workers, but they are not as pure as us workers."

"That makes sense, hahaha..."

Time flies and it is the transition period between spring and summer.

Chen Xueru and others were called to a meeting with the Street Office, and it was finally decided that

Daqianmen Bistro is the first pilot project of public-private partnership.

At the same time, the sub-district director Fan Jinyou was appointed as the public representative.

Fan Jinyou is the public manager, and all matters of the Daqianmen Tavern are decided by him as the public manager.

The former shopkeeper Xu Huizhen became a waiter in the tavern, and Cai Quanwu was responsible for the work in the kitchen.

The rights of the two were completely undermined.

"Good news, good news, great news, Chen."

One weekend, Aunt Zhang from the neighborhood committee came to the courtyard happily to announce the good news.

People in the yard gathered around. "Aunt Zhang, what's the good news?" Uncle Er asked.

Aunt Zhang said with a smile: "From now on, the steel mill will become a state-owned enterprise, and Mr. Luo will be labeled as a capitalist. The government will appoint a public director to manage the steel mill. Everyone applaud!"

Clap, clap, clap...everyone applauded, but looked confused.

The steel mill was nationalized, and people could not understand what it meant to the workers.

After the applause, everyone felt a little unhappy.

Chen Xueru will be in trouble if her silk shop becomes a joint public-private enterprise.

Does that mean that if the steel mill becomes state-owned, they will also be in trouble?

Uncle Yi frowned and said, "If the steel mill becomes state-owned, will there be layoffs?"

"Layoffs!" Everyone was horrified when they heard this, and they were all worried about losing their jobs.

"Of course not. Listen to me, the steel mill becoming state-owned is good for us. From now on, all the people working in the steel mill are employees of public institutions." Aunt Zhang explained with a smile.

"Oh, oh, oh! That's great. From now on, we will be members of a state-owned enterprise."

“It’s called a stable job.”

"Good, good, that's great, let's applaud!" Uncle Yi took the lead in applauding, and everyone followed suit and applauded enthusiastically.

This time the applause was genuine, and Aunt Zhang's words gave all the workers a reassurance.

Aunt Zhang waved her hand and said, "I still have a lot of good news to tell you. I'll tell you one by one.

The first good news is that Director Yang sent by the factory has arrived at the factory and will come to our yard to express his condolences in the afternoon.

I came here to tell you in advance so that you can be prepared. No one in the yard is allowed to go out in the afternoon to prepare to welcome the new leader. "

"That's great, that's great!"

"It's a great honor for the new director to come to our hospital." "Everyone get ready to welcome the new director." The birds were all ready to curry favor with the leader.

The courtyards in this area are all dormitories for the steel rolling mill, and there are many courtyards like theirs.

The new factory manager only wanted to visit their yard, which was a great opportunity for everyone.

When a new leader takes office, whoever comes into contact with the leader first will have the opportunity to be promoted.

The opportunity to curry favor has come.

Uncle Er straightened his back and shouted, "Don't worry, Aunt Zhang. If anyone dares to leave the yard today, I will break his legs."

As a fan of officials, I naturally have to express my stance first.

"By the way, Aunt Zhang, what's the second good news?"

"The second good news is incredible!"

Aunt Zhang bought the suspense and continued, "We, the working class, are going to make a big move. The government has a policy. From now on, the working class will become the backbone of society. If one person is on the job, the whole family will be honored.

Workers have honor.

Workers have benefits.

Workers’ children are given priority in schooling. Workers receive a salary when they retire. Long live the workers!!!”

"Long live the workers, long live the workers, long live the workers!"

For a moment, the yard was in an uproar.

For these workers, nothing could be more exciting than this news.

After a long time, everyone quieted down.

Aunt Zhang announced: "Now, let me tell you the best news. The steel mill needs to expand and needs fresh blood.

As long as you are over 18 years old, you can apply for a job at the factory. If you are qualified, you can become a glorious steel worker.

In addition, workers' positions will be assigned to each person in the future. If the father retires or is unable to work for some reason, his son or other immediate family member can directly take over his position.

This is a stable job that no one can take away. We welcome young people with aspirations to sign up and join the great workforce."

"Okay, okay!" "Great!" "I want to sign up!"

“I want to be a glorious worker.”

"Oh God, I hate that I'm not even eighteen years old!"

The people in the courtyard were excited again.

One good news after another constantly stimulated everyone's nerves and made everyone excited.

Many young people in the yard who are unemployed and of age are eager to try.

Aunt Zhang looked at everyone and said, "Uncle One, Uncle Two, you should mobilize people in the yard this morning, write a list and send it directly to the neighborhood committee.

Anyone who is willing to work can do so tomorrow.”

Uncle San suddenly had an idea: "Aunt Zhang, Xie Cheng is seventeen and a half years old this year, what do you think?"

Aunt Zhang shook her head: "Not old enough."

Uncle San: "Then next year."

Aunt Zhang still shook her head: "The recruitment is only for this year. I'm afraid I'll have to rely on connections next year."

"This..." Uncle San was very unhappy.

Yan Jiecheng glared at his father and said: If you had planted the seeds half a year earlier, I would have been able to work in the factory.

After listening to their conversation, everyone realized that this was a valuable opportunity.

If I miss this opportunity, the factory workers will be hereditary and it will be difficult to get a job again.

Through connections?

If I had connections, I wouldn't be out of work.

Everyone in the yard spent the whole morning in excitement.

Uncle Two and Uncle One went door to door to mobilize young people. Eleven o'clock.

Uncle Er and Uncle Er came to Yang Muzi's house. "Oh, the two uncles are here, please sit down!"

"Muzi, we are here to discuss something with you." Uncle Er spoke first.

"You say!"

Uncle Yi: "Look, the steel mill is looking for a large number of people. This is a great opportunity for you unemployed people.

I have discussed with your uncle that you will follow me and do locksmith work."

"Fitter?" Yang Muzi frowned.

Uncle Yi is the backbone of the fitter workshop and has more say in the workshop than in the yard.

Once you enter the locksmith workshop, you will be controlled by Uncle Yi.

Uncle Yi has been unhappy with me for a long time, so how could he give me such a good opportunity?

I guess he wants to get me under his control. Once I become his subordinate, it will be easy for him to control me.

Yang Muzi knew what Uncle Yi was thinking. "It's too tiring to be a fitter. I won't do it!" Yang Muzi shook his head.

Uncle Yi said earnestly: "Muzi, you may not understand fitters, but fitters are the most promising of all workers.

When you become a level 8 fitter, you can earn 99 yuan a month." "Ninety-nine is not much!" Yang Muzi was dissatisfied.

"you..."

Uncle Yi was speechless. The man was the former young master of Huichuntang and had seen the world. Jiujiu really looked down on him.

Uncle Yi said sternly: "Muzi, I admit that your family was rich before, but having a fortune is not as good as earning a penny a day.

You know, business is not going well now.

You have four children to support and you don't have a job. You can't just sit around and live off your savings. Even if you have a lot of wealth, it will be squandered.

Just listen to your uncle and follow me into the fitter workshop." "Sorry, I'm not interested in fitter work." Yang Muzi yawned.

Uncle Yi: "Now it is the world of the working class. If one person is employed, the whole family will be honored. If you don't think about yourself, you have to think about your children. When you quit your job in the future, you can give your job to your children."

"I'm sorry, my son won't be a fitter either." Yang Muzi refused to budge, and Uncle Yi felt helpless.

They thought that Yang Muzi should understand the overall situation at this time and should know the importance of being a worker.

But no matter how much we persuaded him, he just didn't want to do it.

Uncle Er smiled and said, "Muzi, if you don't like being a fitter, you can follow me and do blacksmithing."

"The forging is too hot, I won't do it!" "You..."

Uncle Er glared and said, "You don't want to do this, you don't want to do that, what on earth do you want to do?"

Yang Muzi thought about it for a while and said, "Well, is there any job that doesn't require any work but still gets paid?"

puff--

Uncle One and Uncle Two both vomited blood.

I never expected that Yang Muzi's idea was so bizarre. You don't work, but you still want to get paid? Do you think you are the president?

"Muzi, you really don't want to be a worker. If you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again."

"The door is at the door. I won't see you off." "You..."

"I don't know what's good for me!"

The two uncles left angrily. This Yang Muzi was simply a hopeless case.

in the afternoon.

Everyone in the hospital was overjoyed and spent a lot of money to buy a big piece of red paper to make a banner, which read: Welcome Director Yang to visit our hospital to express his condolences.

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