The Pentium Era - South to North

Tan Shuzhen left ICBC and first went to her parents' house to tell her parents that she was going to be transferred to ICBC. After listening to Tan Shuzhen's words, Lao Tan remained silent. Mrs. Tan became happy as soon as she heard this and shouted:

"It's really great. Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. No matter how many people want to get in, they can't get in. Zhenzhen, don't be confused. Don't think about anything. Transfer immediately. If you miss this opportunity, you won't regret it."

Tan Shuzhen said, I have already decided to transfer him, and I also agreed to the president, but now I am worried that the bureau will not agree.

"There is no reason why they don't agree. If anyone in the bureau disagrees, Zhenzhen, I will go out of my way to ask them why you don't agree. If you want to say that you have sold your life, you have been selling it to the troupe for almost twenty years. , if they don’t agree with what you get, fine, let them arrange a good seat for you in the bureau." Mrs. Tan shouted.

Old Tan clicked his tongue at the side. Mrs. Tan looked at Old Tan and cursed:

"You old fool, don't be verbose. I know what you are thinking. This troupe is no longer the troupe you had at that time. Don't think that there will still be flowers and applause every day. If this continues, I don't think anything but the northwest wind will There will be no farts, just think about your daughter."

Lao Tan finally couldn't bear it any longer and shouted: "Who's so verbose? Did I say anything while I was sitting here? I didn't say a word. You were the only one talking."

"You didn't say it with your mouth, but you said it in your heart. Don't think I don't know what little Jiujiu you are and what you want to talk about. Acting is a lifelong thing. The country will prosper. Wu drama will definitely flourish. Now is not the time to sing a high note."

Mrs. Tan was cursing, and Tan Shuzhen secretly laughed in her heart, feeling that at this critical moment, I still had my mother to rely on.

"Have you told Lao Gui?" Mrs. Tan asked.

Tan Shuzhen shook her head: "I haven't gone back yet. I've been here since I left the bank."

"No, Lao Gui has the same temperament as you. He climbs on his head to shit and doesn't dare to say a word. I must explain it clearly to him."

As Mrs. Tan spoke, she walked over, picked up the phone, and dialed the Wu Opera Troupe's office. It was Feng Laogui on the phone. Mrs. Tan said, "Come home right away. Zhenzhen is here."

After more than ten minutes, Feng Laogui arrived. As soon as he entered, he felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right. Something must have happened. He looked at Lao Tan. Lao Tan was sitting there with a livid face, his head turned to one side, looking at Tan Shuzhen, Tan Shuzhen held the bottle and was concentrating on feeding her daughter, ignoring him.

Feng Laogui could only ask Mrs. Tan: "Mom, you called me over. What's the emergency?"

"Zhenzhen is going to be transferred to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. Please help her talk to the bureau about this," Mrs. Tan said.

"Transfer to ICBC? Why didn't I know when?" Feng Laogui asked.

"Don't you know now? This place has just been decided, so I called you to come over and listen to your opinion."

"My opinion?" Feng Laogui hesitated, and after a while he muttered: "I don't think it's good. I'm in the office, and I persuade people to have peace of mind at work in the troupe every day, but it turns out that my wife is the first Just leave, from now on..."

"What kind of job is Anxin? No one in the troupe is leaving. What kind of work do you have to do for others? Do you have plays to arrange or performances for others?" Tan Shuzhen said angrily, "You sit in the office and talk to people Do you think you are hurting your heart by saying these things? Do you think you are doing good for others? You are harming others."

"Why did I harm others?" Feng Laogui argued.

"You have nothing to do every day, guarding a shabby office. You want everyone to be like you and die in that shabby theater troupe, right?" Tan Shuzhen scolded.

"Fart!" Lao Tan slammed the armrest of the sofa and cursed: "You speak like a broken troupe and shut up like a broken troupe. Tan Shuzhen, don't forget, everything you have today was given to you by this broken troupe! "

Old Tan roared loudly, and the daughter in Tan Shuzhen's hands was startled, choked on the milk, her face turned red, and she cried loudly. Tan Shuzhen quickly stood up, held her upright, and patted her back coaxingly. , walked away.

Mrs. Tan was so angry that she pointed at Lao Tan with her finger, and Lao Tan snorted heavily.

Mrs. Tan wanted to follow her to see how her granddaughter was doing. She took two steps and saw Tan Shuzhen going back to her room. Mrs. Tan stopped. She walked back and sat down. She lowered her tone and said to Feng Laogui:

"Let's not talk about what's available and what's not. Just tell me, is this troupe getting better?"

Feng Laogui looked at her, then at Lao Tan, without saying a word.

Mrs. Tan continued: "It's not that I like to interfere with you two. If this troupe gets better, then I won't say anything and let Zhenzhen continue to stay in the troupe and continue to do whatever it is to revitalize Wu Opera. We are all members of our own family here, Laogui, tell me honestly, do you have any confidence in your heart? Tell the truth, don’t lie to yourself."

Feng Laogui hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head.

"What about you, you old Wuju, Lao Tan, Teacher Tan, do you know what you are doing?" Mrs. Tan then asked Lao Tan, and Lao Tan still snorted.

"You can't say it out loud, can you? You don't have any confidence in your heart, right? You have no confidence. I have confidence in my heart. What the hell, even this Wu Opera Troupe will end up like the Yue Opera Troupe sooner or later. Maybe not this year or next year. Let you delay it for a few more years. At that time, OK, just a piece of paper and disband, what will you do?"

Mrs. Tan stared at Feng Laogui. Feng Laogui lowered his head. Mrs. Tan continued:

"At that time, you two, who are in your thirties, need diplomas but not diplomas, need skills but not skills, just like the people in the Yue Opera Troupe, what else can you do, what kind of jobs can you find?

"It doesn't matter if you think it's hard for you. What about the child? She has to go to school, eat every day, pay tuition and buy clothes. You don't even have a job. Where are you going to get the money? It's not that I'm being harsh. I'm from the Cultural Affairs Bureau. Those people have no heart. They use you like cattle when they need you, and throw them away like rags when they are no longer needed.

"Look, how many years have passed? How many people in the Yue Opera Troupe still have to go to the cultural bureau or the county government every day? Do you think they like that? You want face. None of them wanted face as much as you did back then. , This is all forced, Laogui, do you think you will be like this one day? If you don’t think about yourself, you should think about your children, right?

"Now Zhenzhen has such a good opportunity to go to the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China. Do you think that such an opportunity will come every day? Dreaming, this opportunity will pass after it passes. As long as one of you two has a stable job, each of you will If you can get your wages on time every month, then the troupe will be flooded or burned by fire, but your life can still go on.

"If two people are tied to that tree, how can we live this life? It will really be like the old saying, two people hanged on a tree. No, it's not two people, it's your family of three, they will all be together. Hang from a tree."

After Mrs. Tan finished speaking, Lao Tan sighed, and he said to Feng Laogui: "Lao Gui, what your mother said makes sense. Just think of it for the sake of the child, and let Zhenzhen handle it."

Feng Laogui said "hmm" and nodded: "Okay, I'll go find Director Xia Ding in the afternoon."

"That's right!" Mrs. Tan clapped her hands, stood up and said, "I'm going to cook. After all, this is a happy thing. Let's celebrate at noon."

Tan Shuzhen and Feng Laogui finished their lunch and sat for a while. At 1:30 in the afternoon, the two of them stood up. For the first time, they went out and entered together for the first time. When they went downstairs, Tan Shuzhen sat on Feng Laogui's bicycle. From behind, she held his waist with her hands.

The two people arrived at the Cultural Building, parked the car, walked in together, and went upstairs together. When they reached the second floor, Tan Shuzhen and Feng Laogui said, I am here with Teacher Shi.

Feng Laogui said "hmm".

Tan Shuzhen walked into Teacher Shi's office. Teacher Shi laughed when he saw her and told her, I saw it upstairs and won another first place.

Tan Shuzhen smiled and waved her hand, meaning that she was too embarrassed to mention this kind of competition.

Before starting to practice her voice, Tan Shuzhen told Teacher Shi about her trip to the bank in the morning. Teacher Shi listened to her quietly, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to her:

"Zhenzhen, actually I have been keeping an eye on you to see if there are any good units. Unfortunately, you also know that the teacher is not very capable and cannot be of much help. What will happen to the troupe? Who in the cultural system does not care? Do you know full well? You don’t say anything, but you are still deceiving others and yourself. In my opinion, if you can come out sooner, you will be liberated one day earlier.

"Now that you have such an opportunity, I'm really happy for you. The Industrial and Commercial Bank of China has always been very supportive of employees' participation in these competitions and activities. They will never ask for time off. If you go to the competition, they will still count it." Your attendance.

"Moreover, their system also has competitions every year. With your strength, you will definitely win a provincial championship and city championship for them. Haha, by then President Mao will know that you are worth every penny. Your position in the unit Don’t have a good life.”

Teacher Shi frowned as she spoke, and asked, "Does the bureau know about this?"

Tan Shuzhen shook her head and said, "Laogui is going to find Director Ding now."

…

Feng Laogui walked into Ding Baigou's office. Ding Baigou was slightly surprised when he saw it was him. Feng Laogui would not come to the bureau easily. Did something happen to the group?

After the troupe was reinstated, Xu Jianmei chatted with Ding Baigou every day. Today she said these people were complaining, and the next day she said they were going to the bureau to prosecute their crimes. This made the Wu troupe, in Ding Baigou's view, just Like a powder keg that could explode at any time, it made him uneasy.

Ding Baigou stood up and asked Feng Laogui to sit on the sofa. He brought him a glass of water. After sitting down, he asked, "Is there anything going on in the group?"

Feng Laogui shook his head and said, "There's nothing wrong with the group. I asked Director Ding for help if I had something to do."

Ding Baigou secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as everything was fine in the group. He looked at Feng Laogui, raised his chin and said, "Laogui, if anything happens, just say it."

Feng Laogui told him that Tan Shuzhen wanted to be transferred away. Ding Baigou was overjoyed when he heard that. If Tan Shuzhen was transferred, Xu Jianmei would become the pillar of the Wu Opera Troupe once and for all, and they would no longer have to worry about anyone talking about it. They squeezed out Tan Shuzhen several times, which was their planned conspiracy, so that they could proceed with their marriage plan.

After all, he and Xu Jianmei were more than twenty years apart, and he was afraid that the cooked duck would fly.

Ding Baigou remained calm, nodded slowly, and asked, "Where are you planning to transfer to?"

"ICBC."

"Not bad, a good unit."

"The unit is good, but Director Ding..."

Ding Baigou stretched out his hand, patted the back of Feng Laogui's hand, and said to him cordially:

"Lao Gui, it stands to reason that as the deputy director of the Cultural Bureau and the leader of the Wu Opera Troupe, I shouldn't say such things. However, these people's hearts are full of flesh. You two are both in the troupe. To be honest, it's really I'm embarrassing you. Although Tan Shuzhen is important to the troupe, she has such a good place to go now. If I stop her from going, I, Ding Baigou, can't do such a thing."

Feng Laogui felt relieved and said quickly: "Thank you, Director Ding."

"Of course, this is just my personal opinion. I personally have no objection, but after all, I have the director above me."

Feng Laogui's heart sank again after he had just relaxed.

"Well, Laogui, you sit here for a while, and I will go to the director now to help you fight for it."

"Okay, thank you Director Ding!"

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