"Pump!"

"Pick it up and hit him backhand!"

"Really, isn't this a gift!"

"Fatty, you can't play ball, you can't catch such a ball......"

Under an old locust tree, seven or eight young people around 20 years old are gathered around a cement table tennis table, watching two players of about the same age compete against each other, and from time to time there are one or two laughs and scolding sounds. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The table tennis racket in the hands of the info players has long been ground to the point that the particles on the rubber can't be seen clearly, and as for the table tennis balls they use, it is even more ridiculous.

"Yo, brothers are playing, can you add me one?"

An abrupt voice sounded behind everyone, and several people looked back to see that it was a young man who everyone didn't know, basically the same age as them, speaking Mandarin with a southern accent, and greeting everyone with a smile.

"Where are you?" asked a fat man who was playing a ball with a look at the young man and angrily.

The young man is naturally Feng Xiaochen. He walked around the family area for a long time, watched a few old men play chess, and helped an old lady carry half a bag of rice to the door. Turning to the old locust tree, he suddenly saw a group of young people playing table tennis, and heard the abnormal sound of the table tennis balls, he moved his heart, went to the small shop next to him to buy a new table tennis ball, and bought two boxes of cigarettes, and then came back to ask to join.

"I followed the boss to your mine on a business trip, the boss went on errands, I was idle, I came to find someone to play. ”

Feng Xiaochen said to everyone. At that time, "Garrison's Expendables" was being broadcast in China, and there was no young man of their age who didn't like to watch it, and after watching it, they all learned a cynical style, such as calling their leaders "Boss" is one of them. If Feng Xiaochen wants to talk to these people, he naturally has to imitate their habits.

"We're still in line, you can go play elsewhere. A handsome young man watching the game next to him said. The gang only had a pair of ping-pong rackets in their hands, so they had to line up to take turns playing. It is said that the best-of-five system is good, and those who lose three goals will step down and let the people behind the line go up to play. Originally, there were more monks and less porridge, Feng Xiaochen wanted to join out of thin air, of course they were not happy.

Feng Xiaochen held up the table tennis ball he had just bought in his hand and said, "Your ball is broken, right? I'll play a table tennis ball, you count me as one, and I'll line up with everyone, how about it?"

"That's fine. The fat man walked over, took the table tennis ball from Feng Xiaochen's hand, glanced at it, and praised: "Not bad, it's still double happiness, I'll try." ”

After that, he didn't wait for Feng Xiaochen to agree, so he took the ball to the table and started playing. The feeling of playing a new ball is far from the feeling of breaking the ball, and the crisp sound of the ping pong ball landing on the table alone makes people feel pleasant.

"Brothers, smoking. Feng Xiaochen sat down on a cement pier next to him, took out the cigarette he had just bought from his pocket, and distributed it to everyone.

This time, everyone's hostility disappeared, and the handsome young man who had refused him to join simply sat beside him, stretched out his hand to put his arm around his shoulder, and said with a smile: "Yes, buddy, it's different if you have a job, which is like us unemployed young people, and you can pick a few cigarette butts to open meat." ”

"None of you have a job?" Feng Xiaochen asked the handsome young man with a nunu mouth on the other side of the crowd.

"Isn't this nonsense, who stays here in the daytime if there is a job?" said the handsome young man, "This day to night, my father doesn't love my mother, when is it a head." ”

As he spoke, the fat man who played just now had been eliminated by his opponent, he handed over the racket to the person who replaced him, and then he couldn't wait to run to Feng Xiaochen, stretched out his hand, and said with a shy face: "Yo ho, there is smoke, give the root a taste." ”

Feng Xiaochen smiled and handed over the cigarette case, the fat man took out one, put it in his mouth, lit the cigarette butt in Feng Xiaochen's hand, took a beautiful puff, and said with a smile: "Da Qianmen, what a rich man, I haven't smoked Da Qianmen for a long time, I finally got some money from my father, how can I afford to buy Da Qianmen." ”

Seeing him enjoying the smell of cigarettes so greedily, Feng Xiaochen felt a little funny, this benevolent brother lost so neatly, maybe it was because of gluttony, so he quickly eliminated himself and looked for Feng Xiaochen to smoke.

A few people smoked cigarettes and chatted casually. Everyone exchanged their names, the fat man claimed to be Ning Mo, the handsome young man was called Zhao Yang, and several other people also reported their names. Speaking of their respective situations, in fact, they are all very similar, these people are all children of the mine, they have been to kindergartens, primary schools, and middle schools in the mine since they were children, and their activities have hardly left this family home.

After graduating from high school, everyone has become the most popular unemployed youth nowadays, and occasionally there is an opportunity or two for them to work as a temporary worker for a few days, and most of the time they can only work together as they do now. Because he has no income, he can only eat and drink at home, so he is embarrassed to ask his parents for pocket money, and in the end he can't even afford to buy a table tennis ball.

"With such a big mine as your cold water mine, it can't accommodate a few unemployed young people like you?" Feng Xiaochen asked in surprise.

"How many!" Ning Mo said, he stretched out two fingers and said seriously: "In the whole mine, there are at least 1,000 people like us who have nothing to do at home." ”

"1,000 people, what are you doing with two fingers?" Feng Xiaochen said in surprise.

"I'm here to emphasize. Ning Mo didn't feel that he had counted wrong, he put down his fingers and continued: "We people, according to Shi Guoyou's words, are the unstable factors of the cold water mine. Actually, I think we're quite unstable, and if we stay like this, we have to do something. ”

Shi Guoyou, who Ning Mo said, is the party secretary of Lengshui Mine, and Feng Xiaochen also met him when he had dinner yesterday. This benevolent brother was transferred from the army, and the chat was like doing political mobilization, and from time to time he would go to the platform, and Feng Xiaochen was a little respectful of him.

Zhao Yang said: "Now all of them are unemployed young people, but we have a lot of cold-water mines. There is a labor service company in the mine, which recruits more than 200 people, and they are idle all day. In the summer, when popsicles were sold, there were seven or eight people sitting next to an ice machine, which was more boring than us. ”

"Let's make some money. Ning Mo muttered, "My dad is a serious man, and he said that temporary workers should be given priority to families of workers in difficulty, and I am so poor that I can't even smoke the front door, why is it not difficult?"

Feng Xiaochen hurriedly refilled a cigarette for him, and asked with a smile: "What, Lao Ning, your father is the leader of the mine?"

Ning Mo said complainingly: "He is the director of labor, and he is in charge of recruitment. The old man is iron-faced and selfless, and when he is a middle-level cadre, he can at least get a child to work in the mine, but he said that I am still young and it is not my turn, so my mother quarreled with him several times. ”

"Oh, it turns out that your dad is Director Ning. Feng Xiaochen nodded, Ning Zhixin, the director of labor, was also one of the cadres who accompanied them to drink yesterday, but he didn't seem to say anything at the wine table, Feng Xiaochen didn't have a deep impression of him, he only remembered that he was a thin and tall man, and the son who had wanted to give birth was a dead fat man with a waist circumference of eight feet.

"Isn't your Mine Chief Pan quite capable, he didn't think about helping you unemployed young people find a way out?" Feng Xiaochen asked again. Through conversations with these unemployed young people, he faintly thought of a plan, and felt that it might be a condition for exchanging with Pan Caishan. Now he needs to find out what Pan Caishan thinks about this matter first, and know his confidants in order to win by surprise.

Hey, how could he have been infected by Luo Xiangfei and them, and subconsciously regarded Pan Caishan as an enemy to be eliminated. I obviously want to find a win-win result, okay?

Ning Mo didn't know what Feng Xiaochen was thinking, he smoked Feng Xiaochen two cigarettes in a row, and directly regarded Feng Xiaochen as a trusted friend. He gestured in the air with his hand holding the cigarette, as if pointing out the situation, and said to Feng Xiaochen: "Old man Pan's little ability, that is, managing production is okay, and he has to point to my dad to run errands for such things as recruitment indicators." Last time, he told my dad that if my dad could solve the more than 1,000 unemployed young people, he would give up the position of mine manager to my dad to sit on. But isn't this nonsense, who has the ability to recruit more than 1,000 people at once now. ”

"Is that really what Mine Chief Pan said?" Feng Xiaochen asked.

"It's not true. Ning Mo said, "Old man Pan is also a headache for us people, I know this." His son's name is Pan Dapeng, who is two years older than me, and he is still staying at home. My dad didn't dare to arrange me because Lao Pan refused to arrange his son. These old guys, Du Temeow's special principles, if you want me to say, it's too stupid. ”

"And this?" Feng Xiaochen was slightly surprised, and thought about it, if Pan Caishan's son was also unemployed at home, it would be better, and he should be as anxious about the employment of his children as other miners' families. Behind every unemployed young man, there is a pair of worried parents, more than 1,000 unemployed young people, basically can affect half of the cadres and workers of the entire Lengshui mine. If you can make a fuss on this issue, are you still worried that Pan Caishan won't bow his head?

"Hey, Feng Xiaochen, it's your turn, is it your turn?" a young man waved his racket and shouted to Feng Xiaochen, the people in front of him had already been eliminated for one round, according to the rules, it was Feng Xiaochen's turn.

Feng Xiaochen waved his hand, signaling that he would stop playing, and then turned to Ning Mo and said, "Ning Mo, I want to go to your stope to have a look, can you accompany me?"

Ning Mo waved his hand and said, "No problem. Zhao Yang, you go get a car, let's accompany Brother Feng to see the stope. (To be continued.) )