Chapter 3: Finalizing the Whereabouts
"Are you willing to come to the Ministry of Petroleum?" the old man was stunned, and after a while he came to his senses, and said in a loud voice: "Su Cheng classmates, welcome, welcome, warmly welcome you to contribute to the construction of the motherland......"
The poor old man, probably after being treated coldly for too long, met an active student, and danced excitedly.
Su Cheng smiled very shyly and said, "I admire our Wang Jinxi's iron man spirit and hope to become an oil man." I would like to work in the Ministry of Oil. β
What an ideal young man! The old man immediately believed it.
In the universities of this era, there are too many young people who have dedicated themselves to idealism, and they are like famous scholars in ancient times, who have been protected and loved by the state to the greatest extent, and at the same time, they have also done their best to dedicate themselves to the third chapter of the country: finalizing the direction of home.
Ignoring reality and naΓ―ve and naΓ―ve actions, in the land of China in 1987, it was as common as a pulse.
The old man patted Su Cheng on the shoulder and said, "Being an oil man is the proudest thing in my life, and when the oil worker roars, the earth will tremble." Win glory for the country, fight for the country, would rather live 20 years less, and desperately want to win the big oil field......"
The whole room was filled with the roar of the old man.
Liuzi looked at Su Cheng in surprise and admiration, and said, "Boss, I didn't expect you to give up your work in the State Council to go down to the grassroots level, no, I must write an article and report it for you." β
Hearing the three words of the State Council, Liu Bing also showed a surprised expression. Compared with the Prime Minister's Yamen, the Ministry of Economic Affairs, which is about to be abolished, can indeed be called a grassroots level.
The young teacher in charge of the student affairs next to him was also full of emotion, and said: "Director Liu, you have found a treasure, our Chinese Department Su Cheng is a famous talent in the school. The department also mobilized him to stay in school. β
Liu Bing smiled and showed a mouthful of big yellow teeth, nodded again and again, and said: "The spirit of solid and hard-working is exactly what our Ministry of Petroleum needs most." I encourage you to report back to Chapter 3: Finalizing the Ministry, and we're going to report on it too. β
Su Cheng was in an accident, and the white shirt of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs asked with deep meaning: "This classmate, how is your foreign language level?" β
"Old Tang, you can't do this!" Liu Bing jumped up like a cat with his tail stepped on, blocked in front of Su Cheng, and said, "This person, we already want it." Mr. Wang, please register. β
At this time, he didn't care about the propaganda issue, and hurriedly said to Su Cheng: "Don't pay attention to him, I'll talk about the treatment of our oil department first." You are a college student, you will have a house to live in, and you will be guaranteed to implement two bedrooms and one living room within the year, and when you get married, you can also apply for three bedrooms and one living room, which is the number one in the ministries and commissions of Beijing. The canteen has enough food, there is meat for every meal, and the rice and noodles added later do not need food stamps, so you can eat as much as you want. Like my wife and I, we eat in the ministry canteen during the day and the family canteen at night, and we even save money by cooking, and we can save money if we eat well. We sent things during the Spring Festival last year, a big herring, a big pork leg, and the greedy bus was drooling, in our Ministry of Petroleum, we can not only build the motherland, but also take care of the family, how good. In addition, if you have any questions in the future, go directly to me Lao Liu, and we can talk to the minister. β
The white shirt of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs smiled and said: "Lao Liu, we have a few ministries and commissions, who is not like this, this classmate, contact work is a lifelong thing, don't worry, think about it more......"
"I decided, go to the Ministry of Oil. Sioux replied firmly. He is not a real Su Da talent, his only skills are those learned in the oil school, and the truth that he would rather be the head of a chicken than a phoenix is obvious.
The old man was inexplicably grateful, urging to get the preliminary procedures done, and before leaving, he still held Su Cheng's hand, kept shaking it, and said, "Come to the Ministry of Oil, be an oil man, you can't be wrong." β
Su Cheng smiled innocently.
On the way back, Zhu Kai from the Northeast said enviously: "Su Cheng, it's really amazing that you gave up the State Council and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and made the decision to go to the Ministry of Petroleum, I don't have such guts." β
"You should decide on the position. Wang Ting suddenly made an opinion.
Liuzi slapped his thigh, grinned in pain, and said, "That's it, how did you forget." Don't give the newspaper sent to them, it's a loss. β
"Probably not. β
"Whoever says this kind of thing, I'm not afraid of 10,000, I'm afraid that in case, if the Ministry of Petroleum becomes a state-owned enterprise, then the newspaper under it is not a corporate newspaper......
Su Kai listened to their discussion with a smile on his face, but did not speak. Thinking back a few days ago, the roommates who were also looking for a job had such happy troubles.
Not to mention PetroChina, even if you go to the grassroots oil fields to be a blue-collar worker, you can't find a way, and you can't find a way.
When he went back at noon, Liuzi insisted on writing his first press release, and Su Cheng accompanied Zhu Kai to revisit the campus with a literary heart, and after dinner, he began to fall asleep bored.
The next morning, when Sioux City woke up, the dormitory was empty.
College students in this era are quite planned. Wang Ting insisted on running at half past five in the morning and going to the library three times a day, as in the case for several years.
Sioux City was also a good and dashing student until he suffered a heat stroke above his knee.
Now, he enjoys the treatment of a sick number, with meals bought by his roommates in the morning, noon and evening, and a thick pile of pure magazines and foreign novels around him, and by the standards of the 80s, the nearly 100 copies of "Harvest", "Flower City", and "Contemporary" alone can be called luxurious.
However, Su Cheng was really not interested, so he flipped through it casually, sat on the bed, and stared at the table tennis table downstairs in a daze.
Two rows of more than 20 tables, now only three pairs of people are in use, you come and go quite fiercely, to be fair, the technical level is also quite good.
Su Cheng jumped out of bed with some itching, and was about to get out, but the door opened first.
"Excuse me, you're Sioux City. A cadre-looking man with a black leather bag stood on the porch, as if he didn't need his confirmation, and after a pause, he continued: "I am Xiao Xu, the secretary of Secretary Su of the Municipal Party Committee, and Secretary Su has a message for me to bring to you." β
Su Cheng hesitated with a "hmm".
The man had a wooden face and said straightforwardly: "Secretary Su said, rest assured and wait for the distribution, don't worry." β
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