Rebirth of the Flying Era

After sending off Director Sun, the uncle returned home.

"How is it? Is it finished?" The eldest mother asked with concern, but found that the uncle's eyes were in a trance, so she couldn't detect it: "Didn't the deal go through?"

The old man sighed: "Alas~ This time I really misjudged, Lao Du's son... is not an ordinary person!"

The aunt was confused, but she was quite patient and did not urge her, she just listened silently.

It wasn't until he heard that Du Fei had asked for thousands of dollars in money tickets and industrial vouchers that he couldn't hold back for the first time and let out a scream.

But he didn't interrupt, and waited until the old man had finished speaking from beginning to end, then pursed his lips, nodded and said: "If this is the case, the old Du's boy is really extraordinary, you should pay attention, and try not to offend him in the courtyard from now on .”

The old man sighed: "Don't talk about the future, this time, for the sake of my grandson, I offended that kid to death."

"Then you're promoted to deputy director..." The first mother glanced at the door and lowered her voice.

"I guess we have to stop eating." The uncle frowned tightly: "One thousand yuan is not a decimal. The old grandson didn't say it, but he was in a panic. Unless our family took the money, don't expect him to give us more money." Do your best."

The big mother's eyes flickered, and her heart moved: "Old Yi..."

Before she could say anything, the uncle waved his hand: "It's not worth a thousand dollars to change to a deputy workshop director! Anyway, Sun Qiang will definitely come with me when he enters the factory. When the time comes, his old grandson will beg us."

The first mother nodded silently.

The uncle said again: "Old woman, you said that you offended the Du family boy this time, do you need to find ways to make up for it?"

The aunt thought for a while and said: "I think... forget it, and just don't mess with him in the future. Lao Yi, listen to what you said just now, that kid is too wild and cruel, and he is so young, I don't know how deep he is. I see him Sooner or later something will happen."

Meanwhile, in Dufy's house.

The kang heated up, Du Fei stretched his feet under the mattress, it was warm and very comfortable.

I was still thinking about the scene just now.

This is already the best result he can strive for.

Don't look at the confrontation with Director Sun just now, Du Fei seemed to be crushing the whole process, but in the end it was all bluffing.

If Director Sun is stubborn, he will really fight to the end, and it is impossible for him to go to Director Yang, let alone go to the district or city to make trouble.

If he did that, Director Sun would surely die, but as the leader of the rolling mill, if such a scandal happened in the factory, Director Yang and Deputy Director Li would also have to follow suit.

Du Fei offended the entire leadership of the rolling mill to death.

In fact, Du Fei had thought of the worst outcome before.

If Director Sun is tough to the end, he can only go out and spend money to find Deputy Factory Director Li, transfer from the production workshop to the logistics department, and leave the scope of Director Sun's authority.

I heard that Deputy Factory Manager Li is quite trustworthy when he takes money to do things.

It's just that if you ask him to do something, one or two hundred yuan is definitely not enough, at least five hundred yuan is the bottom line...

Du Fei's thoughts were chaotic, and before he knew it, it was already late at night.

Take a breath and get ready to pee and sleep.

Just in case Director Sun took the risk, he carefully fastened the doors and windows before going to bed, and took a few metal pots and pans behind the doors and windows to rest assured.

The next morning, the kang stove had long since been extinguished, and there was still air leaking from the windows, which woke Du Fei up from the cold.

It was agreed yesterday that Director Sun will clear up the relationship between the money ticket and the street office within three days. As long as Du Fei went to work in the street office, Sun Qiang would work in the rolling mill. As for how Director Sun would operate, Du Fei didn't have to worry about it.

Get out of the cold blanket.

Du Fei took the washbasin and tooth bowl to the faucet in the yard to wash his face and brush his teeth.

As soon as I went out, I met a tall, thin man with a mustache walking out of the west wing opposite. He was the officer of the propaganda department of the rolling mill, who was in charge of showing movies.

"Yo, Brother Xu, it's Sunday, so early." Du Fei greeted with a smile.

Director Xu was stunned.

Usually the boring gourd on the opposite side doesn't talk to him, at most he nods when they meet, what's the matter today?

However, Director Xu is a showman, so even if he called Du Fei to Brother Xu, he couldn't shake face with others.

After answering, he squatted beside him and brushed his teeth, and asked, "Xiao Du sees that you look good, and your illness should be cured. When do you plan to go to work in the factory?"

Du Fei squeezed out the toothpaste, squatted beside him and said, "We'll see in two days. The work in the factory is too heavy. I'm afraid I can't bear it with my body. I want to find someone to see if I can change places."

Officer Xu's eyes changed, and he couldn't help looking at Du Fei, secretly surprised.

Logically speaking, they lived in the same courtyard for more than ten years and knew each other well. They had never heard of any troubles with Lao Du's family.

But Director Xu was a bit of a city man, and he didn't bother to find out. After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he went back to his room with Du Fei.

Putting down the washbasin and toothbrush, Director Xu was still thinking about the information revealed in Du Fei's words just now.

Walking into the inner room, his wife was still soundly asleep, her round goose egg blushing, one arm fell out of the quilt, revealing her snow-white shoulders and a bright red silk nightgown.

Mr. Xu’s family is in good condition. The father-in-law was a big capitalist before Liberation. He bought more coal than other families in winter, so he didn’t have to calculate and burn it. The house was warm in the early morning.

But his wife made him love and fear him at the same time.

That plump body is definitely the best way to put on airs, but it's a pity that he doesn't have enough firepower, he can't get up and down every time, even if he secretly takes medicine, he can't stand it!

On the other end, Du Fei went back to the house.

First sweep the bedding and kang to Bajuanba.

He had had enough of the whole night last night, the heated kang heated the mattress, and the smell was moldy and rotten, let alone it.

There was also the kang mat, which was so broken that it could not be cleaned with a broom.

Du Fei was going to change everything, and buy a few more outfits.

What he said to Officer Xu just now, didn't just slip away casually, but deliberately let it out.

It shows that it was his initiative to give up his job in the steel mill, and he was not forced by others.

This matter cannot be contained in paper.

Later, he went to the street office to work as a temporary worker, but that person came into the factory to take his position, which would definitely attract many people to gossip.

At that time, outsiders will only talk about the scene, and they will only feel that he is easy to bully, and if something happens in the future, cats and dogs will dare to step on him.

Du Fei must plan ahead.

Picking out a pair of unpatched clothes from the closet, she went straight out of the courtyard, walked like a car, swayed, and walked towards Longfusi Street.

The distance from Nanluo to Longfu Temple is not far, and it doesn't matter if it is close.

Du Fei took his time and arrived at Longfu Temple after eight o'clock.

The breakfast shop here is a public-private joint venture. It is said that fried liver buns taste the best.

Du Fei came all the way to taste this mouthful.

A bowl of fried liver, six buns, and finally a bowl of tofu. After eating, my whole body feels warm, and I burp, feeling extremely comfortable.

It's almost nine o'clock when I come out of the early shop, and then go to the department store.

Against the little north wind, Du Fei thought in his heart that he should buy a bicycle, otherwise it would be inconvenient to go anywhere.

But buying a new bicycle would be too conspicuous in the courtyard, so he entered the department store without making up his mind.