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

Cripple Li raised his lips and said, "He was sent by the higher-ups, which means he's more capable than me. What's the point of being anxious?"

"I don't care. Anyway, when the time comes, I will teach him a lesson." Scar was not convinced.

Cripple Li smiled but said nothing. I want to see who this new section chief is.

Get off work in the evening.

Uncle One, Uncle Two, Uncle Three He Daqing and four others were drinking at Uncle One's house.

Uncle Er was holding his wine glass in a daze, wondering how he could curry favor with the new section chief.

Uncle San: "I heard that your factory has a new head of the security department?"

Uncle Yi nodded: "You also know about this?"

Uncle San smiled and said, "Didn't you ask me to come here to discuss this?"

Uncle Er raised his glass and said, "Uncle San, you have a quick mind. Tell me, how can we attract the attention of the new section chief?"

Uncle San: "He's a section chief, he's new to the job and has a lot of things to do, how can he have the time to deal with you? I advise you to avoid getting into trouble, if you offend him, he'll make an example of you and that'll be troublesome."

Uncle Yi nodded: "I agree with Uncle Yi, Uncle Er, you must not even think about giving me a gift."

"Okay!" Uncle Er was very distressed.

I originally wanted to give some gifts to make myself familiar with the new section chief, but it seems that this won't work. What if the new section chief says that he accepted bribes? Then I will lose more than I gain.

Uncle Yi glanced at Uncle San and thought, "Uncle San, who do you think will be sent to be the head of the security department?"

Uncle San took a sip of his wine and slowly put down his glass: "That's your factory's business, how would I know?"

Uncle Er glared and said, "Why did I invite you to drink? If you don't tell me, don't drink."

"No, no, no!"

Uncle San's eyes moved and he said, "I think the person sent by the higher-ups must be a civilian worker."

He Daqing: "Why do you think so?"

The third uncle narrowed his eyes and said, "The principle is very simple, military generals conquer the world, and civil officials govern the country.

At the beginning, the government arranged jobs for those who had made contributions in order to reward them.

But now the times have changed, and we don’t have to fight anymore, so it’s more appropriate to use civilian workers.”

"What the Third Uncle said makes a lot of sense." The Second Uncle nodded in approval.

He Daqing: "That's easy. Civilians are easier to deal with than those veterans."

The third uncle shook his head: "You are wrong. Scholars are more sinister than military commanders."

Uncle Yi nodded: "Don't worry about who comes, we will behave ourselves.

Just don't offend the new section chief.

He Daqing, you should control your temper recently, and don't let the new section chief make you an example."

"I understand, I understand!" He Daqing didn't dare to refute.

It is true that he is a bully in the cafeteria, but he doesn't dare to provoke those people in the security department.

"I say, why are you worrying so much? He is the section chief. What does he have to do with you, the hard-working workers? Just drink, have a drink."

"Uncle San, I toast to you." "Uncle San, drink it."

Yang Muzi's home.

The family was finishing their meal when Bai Yulan came with Bai Tianci.

"Tianci, come, kowtow to your uncle Yang." "Uncle Yang, I kowtow to you."

Bai Tianci banged his head without saying anything. Bai Yulan brought her child to thank Yang Muzi. She was able to settle in the capital because of Yang Muzi and He Daqing.

Now, Bai Tianci has a formal job, which is definitely a big deal in the eyes of their family.

Now that Bai Tianci has a salary and can support himself without relying on He Daqing's support, Bai Yulan and her son are qualified to gain a foothold in the Siheyuan.

Although they are now a family with He Daqing, there is still a difference in closeness. They have lived a good life in recent years, but they have also been criticized. Now, the Bai family has truly risen. "Alright, alright, get up!"

"Kid, what are you doing? We are all family." Yang Muzi waved his hand, and Chen Xueru pulled Bai Tianci up.

"Tianci, come and have a drink with my uncle Yang, Sister Bai, you sit down too." "Uncle Yang, I don't know how to drink."

Bai Yulan glared at him and said, "Uncle Yang asked you to drink a little. We are all adults now, so what's there to be afraid of if you drink a little?"

"Uncle Yang, I'll toast you a glass."

Bai Tianci picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one breath. He choked and started coughing, his face turning red.

"Hehehe."

Yang Muzi smiled: "Silly boy, you have to drink the liquor slowly." "Uncle Yang, please forgive me." "How do you feel about working in the factory today?"

"Not bad, I will work hard and become an eighth-level fitter in the future, so that my mother can enjoy a good life."

"Um!"

Yang Muzi was very pleased. Bai Yulan's child was well-behaved and kind-hearted, which made him like her very much.

"Boy, locksmithing is not that easy. You need brains, talent, and hard work. You are smart and pretty, so you are a good fit for locksmithing."

"Uncle Yang also knows locksmithing." "This locksmithing is a technical job..." Yang Muzi talked incessantly about locksmithing.

Bai Tianci nodded repeatedly after listening to Yang Muzi's words. Yang Muzi's words gave him a new understanding of locksmithing.

It turns out that fitters are so skilled that they can make both aircraft carriers and mushroom bombs by hand.

"Brother Mu, do you know locksmith?" "Of course, I know locksmith well."

Chen Xueru was shocked and didn't know what to say. This man of hers did nothing, but he knew everything.

Fitting is such a niche job, yet he knows so much about it.

This man's stomach is like a grocery store.

Sometimes, Chen Xueru wanted to pry open his brain to see what was inside.

"Muzi is really capable, he knows everything..." Bai Yulan couldn't help but praise him.

After so many years of getting along, she found that Yang Muzi was truly omnipotent and nothing could stump him.

"That's enough about fitter work. If you encounter any problems in your work in the future, feel free to ask me for advice."

"Yes!"

Bai Tianci said yes, but he felt a little unconvinced in his heart.

He works in the fitter workshop, which is full of fitters, including many old employees who have worked in the steel rolling mill for more than ten years.

So in Bai Tianci's opinion, the old employees of the steel rolling mill are the real deal, while Yang Muzi is just talking big.

Having this mentality does not mean that Bai Tianci disrespects Yang Muzi, it is a normal human thought.

In a blink of an eye.

A week passed.

Today is Saturday.

For a week, the issue of the parachuted chief of the Security Department remained unresolved.

But the public opinion about this section chief is getting more and more heated.

Early in the morning, the workers did not go to work. They chatted in the yard after eating.

Women gathered together, chatting and doing handicrafts. Front yard.

An electrician in tattered clothes walked in the door.

"Hey, Comrade Xiao Zhang, it's not the day to collect the electricity bill yet, why are you here early?"

Uncle San came over to say hello.

"I'm looking for Comrade Yang Muzi." The electrician smiled. "What do you want him for?" "To install the telephone."

As he spoke, the electrician walked straight to the backyard with various tools.

Yang Muzi is a major user of this courtyard house, and electrician Xiao Zhang has a deep impression of him.

During this era, the Ministry of Telecommunications had not yet been established, and telephone installation was under the unified government management. The employees responsible for installing telephones were also electricians.

"Install a telephone?"

"Yang Muzi wants to install a telephone?" Uncle San was shocked. You know, at that time, the telephone was a very precious item.

It is said that a phone costs several thousand yuan. Of course, individuals do not have the right to install a phone.

At this time, the phone is for public use only.

Take Nanluoguxiang for example, there are only two telephones in the entire neighborhood committee.

One is in the neighborhood committee, and the other is in the supply and marketing cooperative in Nanluoguxiang.

Generally speaking, if something big happens in someone's family, a call will be made to the neighborhood committee. Someone from the neighborhood committee will come to notify you, and then you will run to the neighborhood committee and wait for the call.

All the calls are from out of town, and it's very inconvenient to go back and forth, and it's also troublesome to make two calls.

If someone wants to make a phone call, he can go to the supply and marketing cooperative, where there is a small window specifically for making phone calls.

This is a pay phone. Whoever calls pays for it. The call charge is 20 cents per minute.

It's terribly expensive. People of this era don't dare to talk on the phone for long periods of time. If it's something important, they'll just say a few words and hang up.

One minute is 20 cents, five minutes is one dollar, which is equivalent to the average worker.

Who can afford to fight a company that only lasts for one day?

Telephones existed very early, but because they were too expensive, they did not become truly popular until the late 80s and early s.

At that time, not every family had a telephone, only the rich had one. Some people had one telephone per yard or building.

As soon as the phone rang, someone downstairs shouted at the top of his voice, "Building 0, 0, so-and-so, there's a phone call, hurry up."

No matter what you are busy with, you have to put it down and answer the phone.

Some people, in order to save money, compare money with several households and use extension phones. Whenever the phone rings, it rings, but you only know who the call is after you borrow the phone.

It does save money, but it also has a disadvantage. You know which neighbor is holding the phone and eavesdropping on your phone calls.

In case we talk about something private, or if it's a couple's phone call...

The topic has gone too far.

Whether it is the neighborhood committee’s phone number or the supply and marketing cooperative’s phone number, they are all public and are for the convenience of the community.

There is no reason for private individuals to install a telephone, and no one has the capital to install a telephone.

There are thousands of households in Nanluoguxiang, and only two telephones for tens of thousands of people. Yang Muzi actually wants to install a telephone. Why?

Uncle San was shocked and puzzled. "Yang Muzi's family is going to install a telephone." "What, a telephone? Is it true or not?"

"Of course it's true. The electrician came with a phone." "Wow! Muzi's family is amazing." "They are really promising." "Let's go to the backyard and take a look."

"Let's go."

The men, women, young and old in the courtyard were all excited and rushed to Yang Muzi's house.

Most people are not as educated as Uncle San and don’t consider why Yang Muzi can afford to install a telephone.

Everyone thought that Yang Muzi had someone who installed the phone. Uncle Yi was stunned: "Yang Muzi's family installed a phone, how is this possible?"

Uncle Er’s house.

Auntie Yi ran into the house and said, "Home, go check it out. Yang Muzi's family has installed a telephone."

Uncle Er glared: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"It's true. The electrician came with a phone and specifically asked to install a phone at Yang Muzi's house."

"Let's go and have a look!"

Uncle Er was very upset. He was the leader of the hospital, and he didn't even install a phone. Why did Yang Muzi do that?

Jia family.

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible!" Jia Dongxu was furious and grabbed the pillow and threw it out. "Did Yang Muzi install a phone?" The needle in Jia Zhang's hand pierced through the sole of the shoe and went deep into the flesh.