"A little higher, a little higher. Go low, eh, why are you so stupid, a little higher. ”

Wang Haoan was patient and obeyed Wang Haoping's command. In fact, he thinks that the couplet is a little less neat, and who will take a closer look?

"What the hell are you doing, it's all wrinkled. And it's all stained with paste, how ugly. With such a big person, he can't do this thing. ”

"You've got enough. Your mouth hasn't stopped for an hour. Wang Haoan finally couldn't help it.

"Hey~~ I can't figure it out myself, and I don't let others say it. If you help your mother cook for a while, then I'll post a couplet. ”

It's impossible to cook, he can't stand the smell of oil smoke, and he doesn't even have a range hood at home. He can afford to buy it with money in his pocket, but where can he put it, he doesn't even have a wind duct.

Patiently pasting Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters, God of Wealth and the like, Wang Haoan can finally sit down and rest for a while.

The Bingfei factory started its holiday today, but my father still went to the workers' party in the factory. Wang Haoan and Wang Haoping took a look and came back, Wang Haoan felt that the show was not interesting, and Wang Haoping felt that there was nothing to eat.

Cracking sound~~~

I don't know whose firecrackers sounded first, and after a while, many people began to set off firecrackers. Wang Haoan pouted, it's only noon, it must be a bunch of children.

But not to mention, the sound of firecrackers and the children running around in new clothes outside really brought a smell of the New Year.

"Brother Anzi, come to my house to play poker. Zhang Zikang suddenly popped out of the door.

"Go ahead, you can't help at home, I'll be back at four o'clock, and I'll have an early meal tonight." Li Fangqin said with a smile. No matter how sad you are, you have to be happy today.

In the corridor, you can hear the sound of mahjong coming from many homes. Usually, everyone is busy at work, and no one has time to play. The New Year's holiday can be regarded as enjoyable.

Syllable!

A firecracker exploded at Wang Haoan's feet, and it didn't matter what he said, Zhang Zikang kicked the fart of the kid who threw firecrackers~~ shares: "How many times have I told you, firecrackers are not allowed to be thrown where there are people, and they are not allowed to play in the corridor, so I won't buy you firecrackers." ”

The kid was Zhang Zikang's cousin, he stuck out his tongue at Zhang Zikang, and ran away with no scared expression at all. The firecrackers were all given by the cousin who slammed the door, and he planned to ask his cousin for it after he finished it, I heard that the cousin now has money in his pocket.

When he arrived at Zhang Zikang's house, Zhang Zikang's parents were very enthusiastic, pouring tea and taking melon seeds, of course Wang Haoan knew why, wasn't it the money that Zhang Zikang brought home.

A few people were playing poker and chatting. Zhang Zikang seemed to say casually: "Brother Anzi, do you say that working in a factory really has a future? Look at my father, he has been a worker for half his life. My third uncle is the same, Uncle Zhang Liang doesn't want any leadership positions for Brother Zhang Jian, is it worth it?"

Wang Haoan glanced at Zhang Zikang: "What, you kid don't want to work in the Bingfei Factory? You graduated from high school this year, you are eighteen years old, you can enter the factory and start as an apprentice." ”

"The apprenticeship is less than 300 yuan a month, and I have to do all the dirty work. Zhang Zikang pouted, it was easier to sell fruit boxes, and he earned more than twice as much.

"Then what do you mean kid?" Wang Haoan asked knowingly.

"Brother Anzi, aren't you also graduating this year, you must go back to work here in our ice city, right? When the time comes, you can think of a rut for us, don't ask to earn more than six hundred, just five hundred, we are not greedy. Zhang Zikang immediately said with a smile.

"How much do your parents make a month?"

At present, the average wage of workers is only about 300 yuan, which is a little higher in large factories like Bingfei Factory, and many workers in those small factories are less than 200 yuan a month, and they are veteran workers who have been working for more than 20 years.

No wonder this kid went to his house and asked him to come over to play poker, it turned out that he had this idea. But five hundred yuan a month is actually not much, and he has many ways in his heart to ensure that he can make so much money.

But it's easy for one or two people, but it's a little more difficult for a dozen or so people, especially many businesses, which are not suitable for Zhang Zikang and his half-sized sons. What's more, many of the fruit sellers are still in junior high school, so they don't plan to study?

"Brother Anzi, you are a college student, where can our parents compare with you, you must have a way, right? If you want a lot, you can earn 400 yuan a month?"

"Give me less top hats. If you want to follow me in the future, it's okay, study hard, I don't want those stupid boys who don't know anything. ”

When it comes to reading, Zhang Zikang and they are all wilted. It's not that their families can't afford to study, who doesn't want a college student in the family, even if they are smashing pots and selling iron, they have to get this money, and college students are cadres after graduation, which can change the fate of the family.

The workers are better than the peasants, but the cadres are the best.

"Brother Anzi, I have a headache when I read a book. ”

"Me too, it's useless to learn anyway, it's better to learn a craft. ”

"! Wang Haoan looked at the three of them: "Tire repair is also a craft, which of you is willing to go to the roadside to repair tires? Do you think you don't need to read books to learn the craft?

"At the very least, you have to work with me in the future, you have to be able to get the form, right? You have to understand the math and statistics, right? And ask you to write a plan or something, do you know how to write it?"

"Brother Anzi, what is the plan?" asked Zhang Zikang weakly.

"If you take a closer look, who are the leaders of our factory who are uneducated? Why does the factory still insist on running literacy classes? Live and learn until you are old. If you want to be a leader in the future and manage a few people under your command, then you must learn. If you want to work for someone else for the rest of your life, then I didn't say it. ”

Those who say that they can make a lot of money without education ignore the time spent studying in their own profession. And many people who don't know how to learn, even if they suddenly make a lot of money one day, most of them will lose money in a short time.

Of course, Wang Haoan hopes to take these boys with him, after all, they are young and obedient, he can teach some things slowly, but if he is not willing to learn, then he is not willing to waste his feelings.

"Brother Anzi, but we are all in vocational high school, and the school only teaches how to use those equipment, how to understand those drawings, and nothing else. Zhang Zikang was a little depressed, is Brother An Zi not going to take them to make money anymore?

"I'll figure it out, I'll get you some books back when I get back, and you all give me a good look, and if you can't go to night school, don't know how to play poker every day." ”

"What's the use of playing poker every day, can it make you have enough to eat? Four hearts are all gone. Hahaha, I won!"

Zhang Zikang: "???"