Hearing Fan Heng say this, Zhang Mei didn't react, but Fan Wuxi, who was lying on the sofa, understood.

"Hehehe-" Fan Wuxian couldn't help laughing, and said to the two parents, "Mom and Dad, do you mean that Ye Gong wants his stupid son to take over his class?" ”

Fan Heng suddenly stared at Fan Wuxian for a while, and then shook his head and said to Zhang Mei, "Look at it, my son knows what's going on, and you, the head of the authority, haven't figured it out!" ”

"How is that possible?! Ye Gong wants his stupid son to take over?! Zhang Mei heard Fan Wuxian and Fan Heng's father and son say this, her open mouth was like an egg stuffed into it, and she suddenly couldn't close it, and when she saw Fan Heng's helpless look, she asked in a low voice, "Is this true?!" ”

"Of course it's true, otherwise why would I be so embarrassed?" Fan Heng glanced at Zhang Mei and said.

What a joy! Fan Wuxi suddenly felt a little overwhelmed when he heard this.

This is the case in this era, and although there is no law that allows the children of employees to take over the jobs of their parents, it is a common situation in reality.

The workers of state-owned enterprises regard their work as a right that they should enjoy, and as a matter of course inherit it to the next generation as a private property, this is succession, a special phenomenon formed in a specific era, although after 19 **, the succession system has been declared invalid, but until 30 years later, in some monopoly industries, this phenomenon still exists tenaciously in various forms.

"However, the stupid son entered the military enterprise to take over the engineer Lao Tzu's class, this thing is too dramatic, right?" Fan Wuxian really doesn't know how the factory leaders should deal with this laughable problem when they face it?

"The factory agreed?" Zhang Mei asked.

"What if you don't agree?" Fan Heng said helplessly, "Everyone handles it like this, can you say that you won't let Ye Gong paint a scoop according to the gourd?" A stupid son is also a son! ”

Fan Wuxian laughed, "But this kind of thing should be a headache for the factory leaders, what are you worried about, Dad?" There's no need for it! ”

Fan Heng replied angrily, "It would be good if that was the case, the leaders in the factory were more slippery than the other, and they hid behind when they saw trouble, insisting that Ye Gong was a person from our workshop, of course, the problem of this successor was also solved by our workshop, and the factory was optimistic!" If you want me to say, what is this optimism, it is clearly to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and want to see our jokes! ”

"How stupid is that idiot?" Fan Wuxi is very concerned about this issue, if Ye Gong's stupid son is really hopeless, then he can only lament the fate of his father Fan Heng, which should be difficult.

Before Fan Heng could speak, he heard Zhang Mei interject on the side, "You can be as stupid as you want." ”

"Hmm-" Fan Heng glanced at Zhang Mei very dissatisfied, and said more pertinently, "Actually, it's just not open!" Or a dead eye! It's definitely not good to do technical work, but where is there any unskilled work in our workshop? Just like that, the other employees don't want to be the uncle! That kid is actually not a bad person, but it's a pity that he is a tendon, alas, Ye Gong has been a good person all his life, why did he have such a stupid son?! He shook his head again and again.

Oh, that's right! After listening to Fan Heng's explanation, Fan Wuxi had an idea and suddenly thought of a solution.

"Dad, do you think this will work?" Fan Wuxian quietly told his father his thoughts.

"Sounds good, but you can give it a try." After Fan Heng listened, he said with a happy face.

"What are you two whispering? It's still so mysterious—" Zhang Mei said with some uneasiness to do so.

"Hey, hey, hey—" The father and son laughed very sinisterly, and their evil expressions were almost the same.

A few days later, the factory was in a state of uproar, and Ye Gong's stupid son was finally going to work!

"The son inherits the father's business, and it is justified, what is the big deal?" Many people say so, although there is a lot of confusion in their eyes, but through this incident, everyone's hearts are a little steady.

Although since the end of last year, the wind direction has changed greatly, saying that it is necessary to break the big pot in the enterprise and cancel the succession system, and everyone is a little worried in their hearts, after all, it is related to the interests of everyone at this time, if they are not allowed to take over, what should their children do in the future? With so many unemployed young people in society all of a sudden, can they be stable? Everyone was very confused.

At this time, Ye Gong's stupid son is about to enter the factory to work, and the rumors of the cancellation of the succession that were all over the sky are naturally broken, and there is no longer a market, and everyone's hearts suddenly have a bottom.

"No matter how bad it is, my son is not as good as Ye Gong's stupid son?!" There are a lot of people who joke about it.

Ye Gong's son is really going to work! His big name is Ye Tian.

However, Fan Heng did not arrange him to any position in the workshop, he directly arranged Ye Tian to the doorman, and he was specifically responsible for getting in and out of the inspection equipment.

This is naturally Fan Wuxi's idea, a while ago, Fan Heng always complained to them at home, saying that the loss of precious metal parts in the workshop is quite serious, and it accumulates a lot, and it is always around tens of thousands of yuan throughout the year.

The spare parts of the general assembly workshop are the most complete, and the surname of military products can have almost harsh requirements in many aspects, such as electrical surnames, so some spare parts have silver contacts, at that time, this is a more valuable thing, many workers whose hands and feet are not very clean, like to take advantage of the opportunity to repair parts, cut off those silver contacts, take them home, and slowly accumulate them, and after the number is enough, they are melted with a crucible and cast into a ring or something.

The harm of this behavior is very significant, some parts can be reused with simple maintenance, but after the silver contacts are removed, they become scrap, and half of them are obtained in this way in the scrap warehouse of the general assembly workshop.

"Can't the doorman's instruments detect it?" When he heard Fan Heng's complaint, Fan Wuxian was very surprised.

"Of course it can be detected, but everyone sees each other every day, who wants to embarrass others for such a small thing? You are a doorman who strictly enforces the law for the sake of public affairs, but you have offended everyone, if there is a matter of asking for help in the future, who will help you? Although Fan Heng was a little dissatisfied, he was helpless about it.

"So, a good doorman must first be a fool!" Fan Wuxian said thoughtfully.

As a result, Ye Tian's stupid son was so arranged to be a doorman by Fan Wuxian and his son, and he was the one who was specifically responsible for managing the testing equipment!;