Zhuang Jianye didn't speak, just listened silently.

"Wang Heping is the third of 68 years, he just turned eighteen years old when he went to the countryside, more than ten years have passed, the original young man, when he came back, he was sloppy like an old man, his parents are ordinary workers, four or five brothers and sisters in the family, Wang Heping didn't want to drag down the family, so he lived outside alone, and went to the suburbs to pick up some rotten vegetables and leaves to eat without food.

Fortunately, I found out early and got him into the factory, even if he had something to eat, Wang Heping was also angry, he loved to tinker with things since he was a child, and he was one of the few people in the factory who could simply fiddle with the equipment, so it didn't take long for me to let him be the squad leader of the maintenance class. ”

Zhuang Jianye nodded when he heard this, he had learned some from many literary works in later generations, but most of them were good memories, and sometimes there were some petty bourgeoisie, as if the vast rural areas and frontier areas were really a melting pot, which could turn a finger around the soft into a hundred steels.

But in fact, the melting pot is not fake, and the real steel cannot be said to be nothing, but there are very few, most of them are like Wang Heping, burning their youth to the end, and when they return to the city in a daze, they find that the former city and themselves are like an invisible barrier, they want to integrate, but they are squeezed out by all kinds of people, and many people sink in the internal and external anxiety.

"Wang Heping is okay, no matter what, one person is full of food and the whole family is not hungry, the old Liu family is different, Aunt Liu's son responded to the call to go to the mountains and countryside in the late fifties, but he never came back, only asked someone to send back two children, as for the child's mother, I heard that I couldn't bear it, and ran away with someone.

When I followed the comrades of the civil affairs department into the adobe house where they lived, I saw Liu Cong and Liu Lei wrapped themselves in broken cotton sheets and shrunk in the corner of the bed.

I wanted to hug the child, but when I lifted the quilt, I found that the two children didn't even wear a pair of pants in the winter, and then I learned from the comrades in the civil affairs department that the old Liu family could not find a pair of pants that could be worn out at home except for the pair of pants left by Uncle Liu on Aunt Liu's body. ”

After speaking, Lin Bo took a few puffs of cigarette fiercely, and the burning light retreated backwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then he spit out a puff of smoke full of turbidity, and said with circles in his eyes: "I can't imagine it, it has been more than 30 years since liberation, and the people are still living like this, and I, as an official, feel very guilty."

Fortunately, Uncle Liu was a worker in the collective factory before his death, and he enjoyed the succession policy of his immediate family, and it happened that the 23rd branch factory was expanded on the basis of the collective factory where Uncle Lin worked, so I asked Liu Cong to take over his grandfather's class. ”

Speaking of this, Lin Bo was already in tears, and sighed: "It's a pity that I don't have any ability at all, I can help one or two, but more than 400 people in the factory can only stare dryly, so Xiaozhuang, I Lin Bo don't ask you how good the factory is, as long as I can feed these more than 400 people, I will be grateful to you." ”

Zhuang Jianye just nodded when he heard this, but still didn't speak.

It's not that I don't want to make a statement, but I don't know how to make a statement, I can't just look at the situation in the factory, it can't be described as bad, the equipment is aging, the management is lacking, there is no product, there is no goal, it can be said that except for a shiny signboard of the 23rd branch of Yonghong Machinery Factory, the others are a mess.

Of course, you can't beat the 23rd branch factory to death with a stick, at least from the cadres and workers who have been in contact, Zhuang Jianye feels the intoxicating simplicity, if it is in the countryside, Zhuang Jianye is estimated to be addicted to it and experience full of rural feelings.

The problem is that this is a factory, a company that wants to produce products and achieve profits.

Fortunately, Lin Bo's leader is not bad, but that's all, after all, there are many mothers-in-law in the 23rd Factory, not to mention far away, just say that there are several in Huancheng, so Lin Bo's family is good to listen to, the key is to see the attitude of the main leaders of Huancheng.

All in all, there are a lot of things, the problems are very complicated, it is not an exaggeration to say that there are thousands of threads, and it is no wonder that Lin Guanghua's guy took sick leave and did not come to work when he received the transfer order.

Lin Bo didn't know Zhuang Jianye's thoughts, and when he saw that his words were dry, Zhuang Jianye always frowned and didn't say a word, and sighed helplessly in his heart.

I think Zhuang Jianye can't look down on this factory, and it's also true, people are college students, the pride of the sky, where to go can't play a piece of the sky, why should you be poor in your small joint factory, it's just to play Jiaolong as a loach.

But their twenty-third branch really needs a capable and knowledgeable leader, because of this, even if he knows that this is a little unpleasant for Zhuang Jianye, Lin Bo is still ready to give up his old face and show his killer feature, but before he can speak, a jeep rumbles over.

Soon a few people jumped out of the car, and the Lin Bo who led the front knew Qiu Dalin, the deputy mayor of Huancheng City, and the Lin Bo next to him was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.

But Lin Bo couldn't remember, but Zhuang Jianye knew Dong Cheng, the deputy director of Yonghong Factory.

"Xiaozhuang, haha, as soon as I came over, I went down to the grassroots level, and I deserved to be a role model for the young cadres of Yonghong Factory. Before Zhuang Jianye stepped forward to say hello, Dong Cheng took the first step to praise him.

Zhuang Jianye is nothing, but Qiu Dalin's face on the side is very ugly, and he emphasized that he is a cadre of Yonghong Factory as soon as he comes up, what does it mean?

"Mayor Qiu, look ......"

Dong Chengquan didn't see the face of the deputy mayor, and after praising Zhuang Jianye, he turned his head and asked Qiu Dalin with a smile, Qiu Dalin nodded expressionlessly: "Just do what we say." ”

"Okay!" Dong Cheng smiled even more happily, and immediately pulled Zhuang Jianye and pointed to the corner on the side: "Xiaozhuang, let's go over there and talk." ”

Seeing that the two of them were walking away, Lin Bo came to Qiu Dalin and asked puzzledly: "Mayor, what's the situation?"

"What's the situation?" Qiu Dalin sneered angrily: "What else can happen, the gang of Wang Balamb in Yonghong Factory regretted it and wanted to get Zhuang Jianye back." ”

Lin Bo is not a fool, as soon as he saw Qiu Dalin's tone and attitude, he immediately turned around in his heart, and his eyes lit up: "Mayor, this time we have found a treasure?"

"Not really. Qiu Dalin smiled proudly: "Don't you know, one morning, I received no less than six letters from Yonghong Factory and Chenggong Factory, all of which wanted to transfer Zhuang Jianye to them.

"And you agreed?"

"Fart, I've been looking forward to this good baby for a few years, how can I let go?" Before the words fell, Qiu Dalin looked at Dong Cheng who was dancing with his eyebrows and sighed: "As a result, it didn't take long to refuse, and the deputy director of Yonghong Factory came over in person." ”