Chapter 3 Vinegar Cabbage Gang!

"Resign, this kid wants to resign, and he proposed it before the construction of Line 4......"

Liu Pengxing handed over Zhang Dongsheng's resignation report.

I told Zhang Dongsheng again about the requirements he put forward when he repaired Line 4, and it can be seen that people really want to leave this company and don't want to do it!

It is not difficult to keep Zhang Dongsheng's people, but it is not easy to keep his heart, make him willing to stay in Times Color Tube Company, and be willing to treat the company as his home.

Liu Pengxing, Wan Guoqing and Zhang Yi, who obviously thought about these things clearly, instantly fell into deep thought.

Zhang Dongsheng is a technician, the company provides a dormitory, more than 30 square meters of dormitory, including toilets, kitchens and balconies, two technicians in a room.

Relatively speaking, the conditions are not bad in this era, but for Zhang Dongsheng, it is too simple and awkward, and he is not used to sleeping in a room with another man.

So he was packing his bags, and after he quit, he had to find a place to live alone.

Zhang Dongsheng is an orphan, he was admitted to university in the welfare institute, and finally entered the Times Color Tube Company.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is an envied one, a young college student, and also entered a state-owned enterprise with stable treatment, but who knows, the Times Color Tube Company, without advanced technology, is just a coolie in the international market.

Although it pays a huge amount of labor and hard work, the profits obtained in the international market are very small, and even the wages of employees cannot be paid!

The ship is going to sink, the building is about to collapse, Zhang Dongsheng doesn't have that consciousness and kindness, he has to go to the dark, he still wants to live a good life of his own, at least financial freedom, do whatever he wants!

There was a knock on the door, and it was Wang Xi, a tall and thin man, who came in.

"Dongsheng, today is my birthday treat, go, go to my house to eat hot pot and ......"

Wang Xi didn't know that Zhang Dongsheng had resigned, which would pull him, saying that everyone would get together and have a good time.

Looking at Wang Xi's enthusiastic face, I remembered that everyone was still good to him in the company these days, so I simply went to say goodbye today and talked about my resignation.

Zhang Dongsheng and him are in the same workshop, but Zhang Dongsheng is a technician, and Wang Xi's father is an old worker, but he has retired, and he works at the top of the class.

The two are of the same age, but the relationship is good.

"Okay, I'll wash my face and go ......"

Zhang Dongsheng went to the faucet and washed his face with cold water, and washed his hands vigorously a few times before he felt cleaner.

Zhang Dongsheng planned to go to the market to load a few catties of barley wine, but Wang Xi's family was not rich, and he was about to resign.

Less than three miles away from the Times Caiguang Company, there is a cheap vegetable market, which is a little dirty, but there is everything to buy, and it costs more than ten yuan for five catties of barley wine.

At that time, the purchasing power of money was still particularly amazing.

Carrying barley wine, Zhang Dongsheng was about to leave, but he saw a familiar figure in the corner of his eye, it was Wang Xi's mother, she was also in her sixties, and she was usually a very clean person.

"Wang ......"

Zhang Dongsheng was about to say hello, but saw Wang Xi's mother bend over, reach out to pick up the cabbage gang on the ground that was thrown away by those vegetable sellers, and then quickly stuffed those cabbage gangs into a bag.

She was so engrossed that she didn't notice that Zhang Dongsheng was greeting her.

In less than a minute, Wang Xi's mother had already packed a bag of cabbage gangs, and then lowered her head for fear of being recognized, and hurriedly left the vegetable market.

Zhang Dongsheng, who was left with barley wine, took a long time to react.

He remembered that Wang Xi's father was a retired worker, and although he was an in-service worker, he occasionally paid a basic salary to support his life, but the pension of a retired worker had not been paid for more than a year.

Thinking of this, Zhang Dongsheng didn't speak, took out the money in his pocket, strode to the meat case, and asked the butcher to cut four or five catties of pork, and then went to Wang Xi's house with barley wine in one hand and pork in the other.

In the narrow alley, on the first floor of the old-fashioned tube building, in a room of only forty or fifty square meters, Wang Xi had already begun to stretch out, and he was overjoyed to see Zhang Dongsheng mention so much pork.

"So polite, just right, I'll call a few more people to come together, and everyone will have a good time......"

Carrying that large piece of meat, Wang Xi asked his mother to stew radish.

I haven't been paid for more than a year, and I haven't seen any meat foam at home for a few months.

Wang Xi's kitchen is in the courtyard, and a tiled house of four or five square meters is built, and next to it is a bathroom, which is the kind of low tiled house, which was built by the staff on the first floor at their own expense.

It's a little easier to live this way.

Even so, in Zhang Dongsheng's view, this condition is really bad.

In some dimly lit kitchens, a small window was opened, and Wang Xi's mother was carefully washing the cabbage, saying that she was going to make them a vinegared cabbage shredded pork.

"Let's change the dish, mother, I've been eating cabbage gangs for a few months......"

Wang Xi asked for a change of dishes on the side.

"No, I just like to eat this dish, let's serve a plate!"

Zhang Dongsheng saw Wang Xiniang's embarrassment, and quickly interjected.

There were a few familiar faces of the workers over there, each carrying something in their hands, and they all looked carefully prepared, but what did it mean that someone took a few turnips?

"The radish that the family brought from my hometown is very sweet, so I will bring some to your family......

The person who spoke was the person holding the turnip, but Zhang Dongsheng didn't know him, Wang Xi said that he sent Xiaojiangbing, the No. 3 workshop.

The food was quickly served on the table, a vinegared cabbage with meat foam on top, a sour and hot cabbage, a palm-sized crucian carp and a radish boiled meat, the meat was a little raw, Zhang Dongsheng estimated that the meat was brought by himself.

"Come, everyone sit, don't mind if you don't have any food......"

Wang Xi was very enthusiastic, and a few young men were not polite, so Jiang Bing grabbed a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, although it was a little raw, he still ate it.

"Wang Xi, you said that if we were transferred to the No. 4 workshop, how good it would be, our side, we haven't worked for several months, and the monthly salary of Line 4 is 20 percent, not because Line 4 is a joint venture line, and the products are all going abroad to earn foreign exchange......

Times color tube company, not every workshop salary is the same, some workshops are paid according to the proportion, so that these workers have a very difficult life.

"Don't think about it, now the workers in the workshop are squeezing their heads to enter the No. 4 workshop, now this situation, it is very good not to be fired, the economy is sluggish everywhere, you boil slowly, it is a hundred times better than not working outside......"

Wang Xi sighed, and these words fell on Zhang Dongsheng's ears, but he laughed out loud.

"Workshop No. 4 is not bad, my resignation report has been handed in......"

Zhang Dongsheng's words attracted all the eyes on the table.