Tian Wenjian's cautious eyes, in Feng Xiaochen's opinion, are really Too young, too simple, yes, it means "too_young, too_******". Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Although Feng Xiaochen didn't know where he offended Secretary Tian, he could clearly feel that the other party was looking for an opportunity to pinch him, and even with the intention of seeing his jokes.

Tian Wenjian definitely didn't know that Feng Xiaochen was a traverser, in his eyes, Feng Xiaochen was a temporary worker less than 20 years old, graduated from junior high school, and had never done similar work in the Metallurgical Bureau for just a week. If Tian Wenjian does not have any prejudices, he should take the initiative to explain the requirements of the review to Feng Xiaochen, and even find a few reviews that others have done in the past, so that Feng Xiaochen can use them as a reference...... Uh, well, it should be said that it is the usual practice of old workers to bring new employees.

Tian Wenjian held the shelf, cherishing words like gold, obviously waiting for Feng Xiaochen to take the initiative to ask him for advice. With his demeanor, Feng Xiaochen could imagine what kind of complacent attitude Tian Wenjian would use to teach himself if he really opened his mouth to ask for advice, and no matter how good the review he made in the future, Tian Wenjian would attribute this to his guidance, and claimed on various occasions that Feng Xiaochen was brought out by him.

Feng Xiaochen was full of food, so he had to rush to worship someone to be a teacher?

Feng Xiaochen didn't know much about interpersonal relationships in the early 80s, but he also worked in the agency in his previous life, and he was no stranger to the thoughts of the cadres of the agency. There are complex office politics in any compound, and Feng Xiaochen can understand some of them from Tian Wenjian. Feng Xiaochen can show humility and kindness in face, but he still has a bit of arrogance in his bones:

Don't you want to see my jokes? Then I don't hesitate to sneer wisely and see how you end.

Tian Wenjian did not tell Feng Xiaochen what specific information to investigate, but Feng Xiaochen clearly knew that in the early 80s of the last century, the Metallurgical Bureau of the Economic Commission was most concerned about the construction of several large-scale open-pit mines, such as the Lengshui Iron Mine in Linhe Province, the Honghedu Copper Mine in Huxi Province, and the Shifeng Aluminum Mine in Luoshui Province. In the following years, the Commission will promote the development of a complete set of equipment for large-scale open-pit mines, and the related equipment manufacturing work will continue for more than ten years.

Luo Xiangfei asked Feng Xiaochen to check the information of mining machinery at this time, which was undoubtedly related to the construction of open-pit mines, which Feng Xiaochen was fully sure of. In addition, combined with the experience and lessons learned in the research and development of complete sets of equipment for large-scale open-pit mines in later generations, Feng Xiaochen also understood what aspects he should start from to find information, and what conclusions and suggestions he provided to Luo Xiangfei. As far as the latter point is concerned, even if Tian Wenjian wants to point him out, he can't touch the door.

With Luo Xiangfei's instructions, the administrative office did not dare to detain Feng Xiaochen and continue to do chores. Feng Xiaochen received a reading card in the data room of the Metallurgical Bureau, and began to get up early in the morning to read various periodicals, publications, research reports, etc. in the data room, combing through the materials related to mining machinery at home and abroad.

Zhang Haiju, the data clerk in the data room of the Metallurgical Bureau, is an enthusiastic middle-aged woman, a few years older than Feng Xiaochen's mother, He Xuezhen. 20 years ago, she worked in the data room, and the cadres of the Metallurgical Bureau at that time called her Xiao Zhang. 20 In the past, Zhang Haiju's daughters had already gone to college, but she was still a little Zhang in the eyes of the old cadres and old technicians of the Metallurgical Bureau. She is also used to such titles, when Feng Xiaochen went to the data room to check the information for the first time, Zhang Haiju introduced himself to him like this: "My surname is Zhang, you can call me Xiao Zhang......"

Feng Xiaochen was startled, and hurriedly said, "I'm afraid this is not suitable, right?" Otherwise, I'll call you Sister Zhang." ”

"Okay, it's up to you. Zhang Haiju has the unique casualness and heartiness of BJ people, she checked Feng Xiaochen's reading card, and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, I only entered the Metallurgical Bureau at the age of 19, really, is my home BJ's? What, it's Nanjiang, Nanjiang I know, I stayed there for a few years when I was decentralized, by the way, did you pinch your meal?"

In the last sentence, Zhang Haiju imitated the local dialect of Nanjiang, although it was a little out of tune, Feng Xiaochen still felt the kindness released by the other party. He and Zhang Haiju stood in front of the counter of the data room and chatted for 10 minutes, reporting their family background, birthday, and reasons for coming to the Metallurgical Bureau, etc., and by the way, they also knew the other party's family background, her and her daughter's birthdays, working in the Metallurgical Bureau, and various experiences in the middle of the decentralization.

Zhang Haiju liked this young man with a very sweet mouth and looked very well-behaved, chatted about happiness, and also sent an invitation to let Feng Xiaochen go to her house to eat to improve the food.

As a subordinate agency of the Economic Commission, the Metallurgical Bureau also has a very high status. In the data room of the Metallurgical Bureau, there are many internal materials that are difficult to find elsewhere, as well as a large number of foreign metallurgical periodicals. At that time, the state was extremely short of foreign exchange, and there was very little money to subscribe to foreign periodicals, and only a powerful organ such as the Economic Commission could subscribe to so many periodicals of various types. In the reference room, Feng Xiaochen was able to see some people from other units coming to check the materials from time to time, and it is said that this is also a certificate issued by a unit that has reached a certain level, and the economic commission will receive it.

There are very few people in the data room during the day, because most people have work to deal with, and it is impossible to run to the data room to hide from the quiet. However, in the evening, there are more people, some of whom come to look for literary and artistic periodicals when they are idle and have nothing to do, and some who have to check information in order to complete the tasks assigned by the leader. Feng Xiaochen also met a few people who were immersed in translation, and when he inquired, he learned that they wanted to translate some professional articles and publish them in Chinese journals, and each translation could get a few yuan or more than a dozen yuan......

"It's also a way to make money. ”

Feng Xiaochen couldn't help but be stunned when he first heard someone say this. At least in the era in which he stayed, the income of the cadres of the organs was still good, at least not to the point of having to rely on translation to earn extra money.

"Brother, you are now alone and the whole family is not hungry, and when you reach our age, we will know that the money is not enough to spend. A cadre who looked to be in his 30s patted Feng Xiaochen on the shoulder and said with a little self-deprecation.

"I can't quite say that. Another translator hurriedly confessed, "The manuscript fee or anything is not the main reason." Our country has been closed for too long, and many comrades in the practice department do not understand the dynamics of foreign countries, so we use our spare time to translate some good articles to open their eyes. ”

"Yes, yes, it is beneficial to the public and private, and it is more than one stone. The big-mouthed brother from before hurriedly echoed and said that everyone's private chat might be passed to the leader by a talkative person. It's not a big mistake to do private work in your spare time to earn extra money, but it's not appropriate to publicize it publicly. If you add a high-sounding hat, things will sound good, and the leaders will not find a reason to pursue them.

The translator who sang the high-pitched note noticed Feng Xiaochen's youth, he looked at Feng Xiaochen with suspicion for a long time, and then asked, "Little brother, what is your surname?"

"My surname is Feng, Feng Xiaochen. Feng Xiaochen said while writing his name on the blank paper, his name is a little gentle, and it is difficult for people to guess which two words are if they are not written.

"Xiaochen, uh-huh, good name, good name, your parents must be high-level intellectuals, and they can give you such a learned name. The translator said in a flattering tone.

Feng Xiaochen guessed the other party's intentions at once, he said with a smile: "Big brother, you are joking, my parents are just ordinary workers in Nanjiang, my father is a middle school teacher, and my mother is a large collective worker. ”

"From Nanjiang?" The two people exchanged glances with each other, and their hearts were steady. The compound of the Metallurgical Bureau includes both office areas and dormitory areas, and often the children of some employees will also come to the reference room to read books. Seeing that Feng Xiaochen was young, these two were worried that he was the child of a certain leader, so they added a little caution when speaking. Now that I hear him say that he is from Nam Giang Province, and his parents are indeed ordinary people, then there is no need to worry.

"Xiao Feng, yes, you can read English materials, what's the matter, is your father an English teacher?" Brother Big-mouthed Ren resumed his grinning attitude, he looked at the name of the magazine Feng Xiaochen was reading, and asked casually.

"No, he teaches physics, but he doesn't speak English well. Feng Xiaochen said. When he lied to Luo Xiangfei in the past, he said that he learned his foreign language from his grandfather Feng Weiren, but for these two, he didn't need to mention his grandfather's affairs, just drag a reason.

That's how the three of them met. The two were also seconded cadres: Wang Weilong, a former engineer at a metallurgical machinery factory in Zhongyuan Province, and Cheng Xiaofeng, an engineer at the Lingbei Provincial Nonferrous Metallurgical Design Institute. Both of them were college graduates before the movement, with quite good academic qualifications, and they were also top business leaders in their respective units, so they were seconded to work by the Metallurgical Bureau.

At first, when they received the secondment letter from the Metallurgical Bureau, they were quite excited, and they felt that they had reached the sky in one step, and they could give full play to their wisdom and talents to do a great career. When I got here, I found that I had entered a super pit, and I had daily affairs that I couldn't cope with every day, and I was so tired that I was dark when I worked, and I calmed down and pondered, as if I hadn't done anything, and it was better to engage in technological innovation in the original unit in the past, so I still have a sense of achievement.