That night, he only took Xu Dazhuang to have dinner with Yang Zhongjian, and talked about the matter at the wine table, Yang Zhongjian agreed to join the Beidou Cement Factory, and Chen Dajun and Tang Chao were assigned their own tasks.

However, Yang Zhongjian's resignation will take about a week at the earliest, which is different from later generations, it's not that you don't want to flash people casually with your monthly salary, but now you have to look at the files, the files are stained, and they will affect a lifetime. Therefore, the resignation should go through the formal process, fortunately, Yang Zhongjian is only a team leader in Jingxian County, and it should not be difficult to resign.

The next day, Fang Dajun waited until noon before leaving, but there were eighteen people with him, and the two extra two of them were the temporary workers of the ball mill and crusher, who were paid more than ten yuan, and were in their early twenties, but their skills were excellent, and they were only limited to the number of places, and they had not been regularized, and it was difficult to become regular.

This is the person he asked this group of workers to pay attention to, and he offered a guaranteed salary of 36 yuan, and the regular workers, plus accommodation and food, could easily dig people up.

With the key machinery mastered by these two people, the cement plant can start now, and the calcination side will try to build two furnaces first, and then run the process and machine, and when Yang Zhongjian arrives, it should be able to officially produce.

In addition to these two people, there is also Yang Zhongjian's eldest son, Yang Bo, who is eighteen years old, although he did not work in the cement factory, but he is very knowledgeable about calcination.

He dug Yang Zhongjian, more out of management considerations, the technology of cement is not complicated, too much to eat thoroughly, to the back, Yang Zhongjian will share the overall work for him, completely liberate him.

The three of them were all seeing Fang Dajun for the first time, and they were all very curious about him, because his age was too young, and he could be sixteen years old at most. But it's very powerful, I didn't see these fifteen strong men all managed obediently.

"Yang Bo, you will be Chen Danian's assistant in the future, if you have any difficulties, you can directly talk to me."

After a pause, he said: "Wang Feng, you will follow Tang Chao and be in charge of the crusher; Li Guoqing, you follow Xu Dazhuang to be in charge of grinding. The three of you are all covered with food all day, and the treatment is better than that of other workers, so you have to be worthy of this treatment. ”

The three of them hurriedly expressed their attitudes, they went to Beidou, but they all went for money and the quota of regular workers, of course, they valued the treatment.

Fang Dajun said again: "You should also know some about the salary of Beidou, let me explain here again, temporary workers range from 5 to 18 yuan, regular workers range from 18 to 36 yuan, team leaders 36 to 48 yuan, and directors range from 48 to 80 yuan."

Skilled workers are also workers, but there will be an extra meal subsidy, our Beidou's food is quite good, three meals are calculated, there can be six cents and five cents a day, a month is close to 20 yuan, can not be eaten can also be replaced with other items.

I won't say much more, I'll know when you arrive, your salary will be calculated from today, or that sentence, you must perform well, as long as you perform well, I won't treat you badly in the future. ”

This is just the contact, it is useless to say more, he just mentioned a few words, to Renyi, he parted ways with a group of people, these people rushed back to the cement factory directly, what about him, stay in the county to do something, busy.

The time is already in the afternoon, and I have already greeted Xu Rong yesterday, which means that he will come back today or tomorrow, and the guest house has been arranged, this is the benefit of eating a big pot of rice, and the benefits of formal cadres are good.

Now that the housing has been arranged, he is not in a hurry, today is Saturday, the second sister is also in class, and now I can't see anyone in the past, tomorrow the second sister will have a holiday, and there is time to meet.

After thinking about it, he went in the direction of the art troupe, in fact, not far from the Agricultural Bureau, next to the political axe building, Anbu as a car, to the art troupe is almost three o'clock in the afternoon, a little surprised, there is no doorman here, he went in directly.

But he ran into the person he didn't want to see in his life, and he bumped into him head-on when he was going up and down the stairs, and it happened that there were only two of them in the corridor, which gave him no chance to dodge.

Originally, he was still holding on to a little luck, so he quickly lowered his head and wanted to get past, but he knew the tragedy right away.

"Army, why are you here?"

"Ahem, Tang Dongmei, hello." Fang Dajun said embarrassedly, it was no one else who bumped into him, it was the former master's crush in junior high school, but if it was just a crush, the former owner saw that he was about to graduate, and actually wrote a love letter to confess, and in the end it was tragic, and was read out in public by Tang Dongmei on the spot, and since then it has become a stain on his life.

"Aren't you in a cement factory? Why did you run the art troupe? Tang Dongmei said a few steps down the steps and came to him.

Tang Dongmei's figure is a little skinny, and Jin Chi is the same type, but she is only fifteen or sixteen years old, her face has not yet grown, she is more than one meter and six points tall, combed with two big braids, and is a very delicate girl, she will be the image of a good girl in the future generations, but she is not the type that Fang Dajun likes.

"You know I'm working on a cement factory?" He was surprised by this change, but when he thought about it, he felt normal, after all, Tang Dongmei's home was on Beidou Mountain, and the previous owner had almost followed him before.

"You know, on the afternoon of the 29th of last month, did you pick up your sister in Beidou?" Tang Dongmei said.

"How do you know?" Fang Dajun was really surprised this time.

"It turned out that it was really you last time, and I was in the car, but when I got out of the car, you were already gone, and I only saw a vague back, and I didn't dare to be you." Tang Dongmei said briskly.

At this time, there were already other people going up and down the stairs, Fang Dajun originally wanted to take this opportunity to say goodbye, but who thought that Tang Dongmei would say first: "Dajun, let's go to the front courtyard to sit down, it's the first time I'll see you after graduation." ”

Well, I guess things have been going too well recently, and it's finally his turn to be unlucky, and such a coincidence will happen.

"Well, let's talk."

Immediately, the two of them went to the front yard, the art troupe, the environment is naturally good, found a long wooden chair, the two sat down, Fang Dajun thought about it, and said first: "Last time I heard He Caijian say that you work in a tile factory?" ”

The benefits of the tile factory are also very bleak, but it is a county-level state-owned enterprise, a total of 80 ceramic tiles, the price is only two yuan, each tile is two cents and a half cents on average, the wall tiles are only white, the specification is 16cmx5cm, fixed long, it takes 125 tiles to cover a square meter, but there are gaps in the middle of the tiles, which can save a few pieces. A square meter of tile on the wall costs about three dollars.

That is, the exterior wall of an ordinary-sized house can be tiled for just over 20 yuan, and the price is indeed cheap. Thirty years later, it has risen dozens of times.

At this time, Tang Dongmei replied: "My little uncle is a regular worker in the factory, so he introduced me to be a temporary worker, but I don't work in the factory anymore, and I was selected by the art troupe when I was selected." ”

When Fang Dajun heard this, he felt a little like vomiting blood, and Mr. Zhao of the Art Troupe desperately recommended him to sign up, saying that the Art Troupe was preparing to supplement two students, but he refused on the spot, but he didn't expect Tang Dongmei to get a place in the end, if he agreed, I'm afraid Tang Dongmei wouldn't have a chance, what is this called? Could it be that the former owner is exerting his strength? Belch! Quickly get rid of the idea of feudal superstition.

Surprised, he replied: "Then aren't you developed now." "At this time, the art troupe is quite good, as long as it can produce a good program, it will be popular sooner or later. The local chicken has become a phoenix, if he is still the former owner, he can now cry and beg for support.

"Look at what you said, I'm just a student now, not a formal establishment yet, if I don't perform well, I'll have to go back to the factory." Tang Dongmei didn't show a hint of pride.

Tang Dongmei was the representative of the music class in the class when she was in junior high school, she was really talented in singing, and she also learned the organ and flute from the teacher, which can be regarded as a bit of foundation, but it is also luck to be selected.

With Fang Dajun's questioning, he suddenly felt a little like vomiting blood, because when Tang Dongmei was in the assessment, the song she asked to sing was the song "Listen to Mother Tell About the Past", which was selected by Zhao Han and is currently in preparation, and this song has been scheduled to be performed on New Year's Day.

Damn, is this Yue Lao pulling the strings for his former master? It's a pity that he is now there, which makes him quite helpless! (To be continued.) )