Chapter Seventy-Eight: Going to Work

The New Year has passed in a blink of an eye.

On January 1, Beijing began to implement the temporary residence permit system, which is the second city after Shencheng introduced the temporary residence permit in 84.

"All persons who come to Beijing for temporary residence from outside the administrative area of this city shall report to the public security police station of the place of temporary residence for temporary residence registration. Among them, those who are over the age of 16 (including 16 years old) and intend to have a temporary residence period of more than three months must apply for a "Temporary Residence Permit". ”

It's not easy to do, but the unit has been transferred, and the center has helped deal with it.

It's already 1986, Xu Fei sighed that time has passed, it's been so fast, it's only been more than 70 chapters and three years!

"Slow down, slow down!"

"Put this house first, and I'll clean it up after I'm done. ”

"Hey, put it down, I'll take the bottle myself!"

No. 25 in the depths of Baihua, it is very lively, and the neighbors are all looking to see it. There were several three-wheeled cars crowded at the door, and they were all half-sized people in and out, carrying tables, chairs and benches, big boxes, and they didn't dare to be rough with their hands and feet.

Teacher Xu moved today, and he didn't look for a worker, so Chen Xiaoqiao called five or six friends, and by the way, he also asked him to recognize the door.

A few boys muttered as they moved, "Who is this person, I heard that the yard bought it by itself, and it cost tens of thousands." ”

"I don't know, Brother Qiao calls him the boss, mixed with society, right?"

"I think it's like, a little white face, maybe relying on women to get on the throne, far worse than Xu Wenqiang. ”

"Shao Te is talking nonsense, this is my brother, do you know how to make TV series?"

Chen Xiaoqiao jumped out and flattened them one by one, telling the brothers to hurry up and work.

After being busy for a long time, Xu Fei also came over and took out fifty yuan, "Take your friends to eat, and share the rest of the rest, don't be greedy." ”

"Don't worry, my eyelids can still be so shallow?"

Chen Xiaoqiao took the fifty yuan and shook it, and his friends were very excited when they saw it.

He became more and more deliberate, he had seen a lot of money, not to mention anything else, he earned hundreds of dollars just by selling socks, and he had a unique face among his brothers.

After they left, Xu Fei closed the door, rolled up his arms and sleeves and began to sweep the tail again.

First of all, the south room is not inhabited, because there is no sunlight, it can only be used as a living room or warehouse. The east and west wings are almost the same, the bed has not been changed, and there is no furniture added to clean up, and it is vacant for the time being.

There is another room in the east wing, close to the kitchen, just in the cooking room.

There are three main rooms, sitting north and facing south, which is the most comfortable. There are bedrooms on both sides, and in the middle hall, there is a set of mahogany tables and chairs, a table and two stools, wooden sofas on both sides, and calligraphy and paintings on the walls.

The East House sleeps and buys a big bed, and the West House makes a study, and all those antiques are in it. Basically, there was no big move, so I added a TV, refrigerator, and pots and pans.

He cleaned up by himself for a long time, and finally swept the ground, tired to death.

It was dark, I went out to get off the restaurant, and came back slowly. Xu Fei opened the courtyard door, and his feet were stunned outside, not daring to enter.

It was dark inside, empty houses on all sides, deep and silent, two bare pomegranate trees were on the edges, and the north wind blew and swayed.

"There's a light bulb in the yard......"

He pondered for a long time before he stepped in, hurriedly turned on the light, looked outside through the glass window, and the more he looked, the more palpitation, and quickly closed the curtain.

Since it is inhabited all year round, the house is popular, the walls are baked, and it is not very cold to light the stove.

But Xu Fei nestled on the bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt, and for a while he heard someone crying outside, and when he saw a ghost in the window, he couldn't fall asleep until the middle of the night.

I woke up and opened my eyes, six thirty.

I stared at it again for a while, but I dreamed again, and when I opened my eyes again at 6:40, I became even more sleepy. I simply got up, and it was called a sore back and swollen eyelids.

It has been said since ancient times that one person cannot live in a house that is too big.

Because everything has qi, living in an open space place, the human body's magnetic field and the house's magnetic field are exchanged, and it takes a long time to reach a balanced and stable state, which will make the human body's energy loss too large.

In particular, Mr. Xu still recognizes the bed, and it takes at least ten days and a half to get used to it.

"Damn, living in a courtyard alone is purely a hole in the head!"

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There will only be three rings in the capital, and the second ring belongs to the urban area, and the second ring is very suburban.

The eastern, southern, and northern sections of the Third Ring Road were completed and opened to traffic as early as 1958, the southwest section was opened to traffic at the end of 1981, and the northwest section is currently under construction.

At 7:40 in the morning, Xu Fei came out of Baihua Hutong and rode to Haidian, which is the area under construction, North West Third Ring Road. There is a courtyard here, and there is a tower-like building with a spire, which is the Beijing Television Station.

When it was first built, it was located on Xinjiekou Outer Street, a three-story building in the courtyard of the Adult Education Bureau, and it was only later moved here, and then moved to CY District.

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Where is the art center, I'm here to report. ”

"Go to the first floor and turn left. ”

Xu Fei entered the building and found several rooms at the end of the corridor, which should have been specially zoned by the TV station. One is marked as the office, one is the film section, one is the editorial section, and one is the technical section.

Gone? Gone......

"It's rough!"

When he saw the office door open, he stood at the door and knocked. There's a buddy inside who is sweeping the floor, and when he gets up and looks, "Who are you?"

"My name is Xu Fei. ”

"Yo, new colleague!"

This person is very tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, prominent cheeks, and obvious nasolabial folds, and he came over to shake hands very enthusiastically: "Hello, hello, I heard that you were coming, and I thought I wouldn't see you before the Spring Festival." Oh, my name is Zhao Baogang, and I'm the drama here. ”

"Brother Zhao!"

Xu Fei greeted and asked, "Why didn't everyone come?"

"They usually arrive in time, and I come first to clean up. ”

"That's a coincidence, if there's any other work, I'll help. ”

"Don't mind, your new colleague, where are you going......"

After a while, Xu Feicai carried four kettles to the water room to fetch water, and when he came back, he saw one more person, who was sitting there to wipe the table.

Thin, with a short parted head, the eyes are particularly dark but not bright, the teeth may be a little buckled, so that the lips are prominent, and the overall line is forgettable.

Hi Feng pants hello!

"Come on, let me introduce, this is a new colleague Xu Fei, this is our artist Feng Xiaogang. ”

"Oh, long waited, long waited. ”

Feng Pants also shook hands, a mouthful of rotten teeth, and his mouth was sticky like a piece of stuff, "You will be a revolutionary comrade-in-arms in the future, I heard that you are also an artist?"

"Hmm. ”

"That's a coincidence, learn from each other in the future. ”

After a simple greeting, the two of them began to work again. Xu Fei didn't want to be idle, so he went to get today's newspaper, which was neatly coded on the desk.

At about half past eight, people came one after another.

Aside from the office, the art belongs to the technical department, with a total of four desks. There are seniority rankings everywhere, but compared with CCTV here, the structure is very simple.

When CCTV changed its name, it took away all the resources, and Beijing TV started from scratch, and the talents were all transferred from the film studio, or college students who had just graduated.

When the art center was separated, the staff was even younger, all in their thirties, and they couldn't hold it up if they wanted to.

Xu Fei and Feng pants have a table, Zhao Baogang is the worst, this house is scurrying, that house is turning, and there is not even a desk.

Teacher Xu was holding a porcelain cup, drinking water and reading the newspaper, when he suddenly saw two people coming in from outside the door, one was Lu Xiaowei, and said, "Come, let's have a morning meeting." ”

Everyone responded, and walked out, Xu Fei was intercepted, and saw Lu Xiaowei and said: "This is the Xiao Xu I told you, this is Deputy Director Zheng Xiaolong, who is responsible for production, and you will dock with him in the future." ”

"Hello Director!"

"Well, they all say that you are a talent, and you will show more in the future. ”

Zheng Xiaolong nodded, neither enthusiastic nor cold, just like the kind of unit leader that is very common.