In the grove, the thick foliage obscures the sky, making it impossible for sunlight to pass through, and only faint light is refracted between the leaves.

The light was dim, and even during the day, Yang Weimin felt dark and frightened.

The dead branches and leaves were scattered on the ground, making a rustling sound, and Yang Weimin couldn't help but feel unsettled.

Ma San stared at Yang Weimin, who looked uneasy, sneered, and reached out to grab Yang Weimin's shoulder: "The surname is Yang, don't think that you are a relative of Director Yang, and the section chief of the logistics department, I don't dare to touch you, if you annoy me, I will slap the IOU you signed and drawn on Director Yang's face, I don't believe he dares to protect you." ”

Seeing Ma San's hideous expression, Yang Weimin shuddered in fright, raised his hands slightly, and explained: "Third brother, it's not that I don't want to help, the batch of goods in the third workshop is enough to have a truckload, and the people in the third workshop are staring at the security department, even if I have great ability, I can't get out." ”

Yang Weimin regretted dealing with Ma San a little, since signing the IOU, Ma San asked him to use his relationship from time to time to pour out some leftovers from the workshop.

Since the offcuts are inconspicuous, they can be taken out in your pocket.

Relying on the relationship with the deputy workshop director of the third workshop and Ma San's connections in the security department, their actions have repeatedly succeeded.

This time, it is dozens of wooden box workpieces, even if Yang Weimin is the director of Yang, there is no way to do it silently.

Ma San also knew this, and gently patted Yang Weimin's shoulder and said: "Brother Yang, you don't have to worry, I have inquired clearly, the third workshop will transport a batch of workpieces to the railway station in the morning of the day after tomorrow, a full 200 tons of workpieces, and then we will secretly load that batch of workpieces on the truck."

I've already made a deal at the train station, and when the truck is unloaded, our people will hide the marked boxes.

In this way, don't we just get out of the way of things that we don't know about?

”

He saw that Yang Weimin's expression softened, and said in a low voice.

"Brother, I'll tell you the truth, I've already found a home for that batch of goods, and it's the owner of an underground factory, and he's willing to pay two thousand yuan to buy that batch of goods.

Brother doesn't treat you badly, let's add this money to five and divide it equally.

When the goods are delivered, you will not only be able to pay off my arrears, but you will also earn 500 yuan.

You can't find such a good thing, even with a lantern. ”

It seems that Ma San's energy in the underground factory is not small, and Yang Weimin was a little amazed in his heart.

In this era, all the factories were state-run, and even the car repair shops, steamed bun shops, and dim sum shops on the street were all state-run.

The number of small traders and individual handicrafts has been greatly reduced, and the number of products produced by State enterprises is insufficient to meet the needs of the population.

In the following decades, "difficulty in eating", "difficulty in dressing", "difficulty in getting a haircut", and "difficulty in bathing" all plagued the majority of residents.

On one side are residents in desperate need of goods and services, and on the other side are small traders and vendors who have lost their livelihoods.

The two hit it off, and all kinds of underground economies were born at that time.

The representative of the underground economy is the "underground factory".

They produce some of the materials that are scarce in the market, and most of the raw materials come from rural arbitrage, scrap purchases and illegal means from state-owned enterprises.

Man is an animal of desire, and he can take risks for the sake of profit, and make money, even if it is a head-killing business, someone will do it.

Due to the scarcity of materials on the market, the owners of underground factories were often able to reap the staggering windfall profits of the time.

Yang Weimin once heard others say that there was an underground factory owner who was arrested a while ago and earned more than 10,000 yuan a month.

He lived a serious extravagant life, eating four tables of banquets at a time, spending 300 yuan, and 5,000 yuan to buy furniture.

Each of the seven sons, except for the youngest, had a watch and a bicycle.

For the huge profits of the underground boss, Yang Weimin can only envy it, after all, the masters who dare to open an "underground factory" all tie their heads to their trouser belts.

After confirming that Ma San did have a way to ship, Yang Weimin was also a little tempted.

Because of the poverty alleviation workshop, he may be arranged to clean the toilet in a few days, and the rolling mill has no way to stay.

It is better to take advantage of the fact that the factory committee has not been convened, and those old relationships in the rolling mill do not know that he has been dealt with, and make a lot of money.

In this way, even if you leave the rolling mill, you will not sit on the mountain.

Five hundred dollars is enough for him to be chic for two months.

After Yang Weimin weighed the pros and cons, he nodded and agreed to Ma San.

"Third brother, I'll arrange it now, but there's no guarantee that it will be done."

"Heh, I don't have to worry about your kid's errand."

Ma San watched Yang Weimin leave satisfied, pursed his lips and spat disdainfully.

"Boy, do you really think that Uncle doesn't know that you have fallen? You still want to share it with me, and you don't look at your own current virtue. ”

Ma San has been staring at Yang Weimin, and after learning that Yang Weimin was dealt with, he was keenly aware that Yang Weimin might not be able to help him in the future.

In this case, it is better to let Yang Weimin play the final role.

Anyway, everything in the rolling mill is operated by Yang Weimin, and even if Yang Weimin is arrested in the end, it will not even affect him and Ma San.

Thinking about these things, Ma San felt that he was extremely smart, and left the grove humming a little song.

At this time, it was working time, and the third workshop was in full swing, with machines roaring, equipment humming, and workers running busily.

The workers in their blue-and-black overalls were sweaty and sweaty, but their faces were filled with pride and satisfaction, because they knew they were contributing to the country.

Han Laoliu, the deputy director of the workshop, walked back and forth with his sharp eyes on the hands of the workers, and when he encountered any problems, he would call the workers aside and explain them in detail.

"Director Han, thank you so much, if it weren't for you, all the artifacts I made today would have become waste."

"Iron Egg, you're polite, it's my duty." Seeing that Zhou Tiedan's expression was a little worried, Han Lao Liu comforted: "You don't have to be nervous, you have just entered the factory, and it is normal for your craftsmanship to be unrefined and make mistakes, as long as you pay attention in the future." I'm not going to keep this blunder of yours in a journal. ”

"Thank you, Director Han, you are such a good person"

Zhou Tiedan was so grateful that tears almost flowed out, if the mistake was recorded, although he would not be deducted from his salary, he would be criticized at the morning meeting every day.

If a worker who has just entered the factory is criticized, his reputation may be ruined, which will attract strange eyes, and his life in the workshop will be very difficult in the future.

"Alright, you get back to work."

Director Han nodded with satisfaction, turned to leave, and then walked around the workshop with his hands behind his back.

He enjoyed the grateful glances of the workers.

Of course, it would be better if I could become a workshop director.

In the final analysis, the deputy director of the workshop is still a worker, but the workshop director is different, he can work instead of work and enjoy the treatment of a leader.

In order to become a leader, Director Han has been running around for most of his life, and he has not been given the opportunity for a long time, otherwise he would not have called Yang Weimin, a hairy boy, a brother.

Thinking of Yang Weimin, Director Han felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

In his dealings with Yang Weimin, he has always been on the side of dedication.

For example, every time the two go out for a drink, it is Director Han's food and wine money.

Every time Yang Weimin's family has something, he is busy, and treats Yang Weimin's parents more respectfully than his own biological parents.

Even, he took the risk to help Yang Weimin dump the leftovers in the workshop.

After paying so much, Director Han's ultimate goal is to hope that through Yang Weimin's relationship with Director Yang, he can become the workshop director as soon as possible.

It's a pity that Yang Weimin has always been prevaricating because the time is not ripe.

It seems that we can't pin all our hopes on Yang Weimin, maybe we should take the path of Deputy Director Liu again. ’

Just when Director Han was hesitating in his heart, a workshop worker came over and reported: "Director, Section Chief Yang of the Materials Section is waiting for you outside the workshop. ”

Why is this kid here now? Won't it be when it's time to get off work and let me invite him to a bar?

Director Han walked out of the workshop with a belly.

Yang Weimin was waiting by the flower bed, and when he saw Director Han coming out, he waved at him: "Old Han, here." ”

"Brother Yang, why did you come in person? If there is anything, just let the clerk notify me. Director Han said with a smile.

Director Han's attitude made Yang Weimin very satisfied, he took out the special Chinese cigarette from his pocket, took out one and threw it to Director Han.

"Thank you, Brother Yang." Director Han took the cigarette and naturally struck a match and lit it.

“.”

Yang Weimin secretly scolded in his heart, such a good cigarette for you to smoke, it's really bad.

In the past, he would definitely teach Director Han a good lesson at this time, so that Director Han knew that the origin of this cigarette was extraordinary.

It's just that now, for the sake of the big plan, Yang Weimin can only pretend not to care and mention: "It's okay, this cigarette is not expensive, and a box is more than 30 yuan." ”

"More than thirty yuan" Director Han was startled, pulled the cigarette out of his mouth, and pondered repeatedly.

For a long time, he didn't understand why this thing was so expensive.

When he saw that there was only a little cigarette butt left, he was almost distressed, and quickly put the cigarette butt in his mouth and smacked it.

That look made Yang Weimin couldn't help but pouted secretly.

After Director Han snuffed out the cigarette butt, Yang Weimin put his arm on Director Han's shoulder and said with a smile: "Old Han, your good deeds are coming." ”

"Good thing. Could it be that Director Yang agreed to let me be the workshop director? Director Han smiled.

“.” Yang Weimin pursed his lips and said, "It's almost, the specific situation, let's talk when we drink in the evening." ”

"Good, good"

Hearing that he could be the director of the workshop, Director Han couldn't care about the money, so he nodded again and again.

"That night Donglaishun." Yang Weimin was halfway through speaking, as if he remembered something, waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the tavern, there are fewer people there, and it is quieter." ”

"Okay, good, tavern" Director Han was already immersed in excitement at this time, so he naturally nodded in agreement.

After Yang Weimin left, Director Han looked very excited, eagerly looking forward to the arrival of the end of work.

I finally looked forward to the bell ringing at the end of work.

Instead of pretending to work overtime in the workshop as usual, he rushed to the carport, got on his bicycle and ran home.

Director Han knew that even if he ate in the tavern, he would pay for it, so he naturally had to prepare the money and meat tickets.

Yang Weimin never brought money to eat.

Back home.

Director Han's wife, Da Cui, was washing clothes, and when she saw Director Han coming back, she asked with some curiosity, "Old man, why aren't you active today?" ”

"Positive, I'm going to improve!" Director Han parked the bicycle at the door, hurriedly ran into the house, and rummaged in the box.

"Progress." Da Cui was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and when he understood, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and he couldn't care about washing clothes, so he chased him to the house.

"Old Han, are you going to be a leader?"

"Almost, Yang Weimin's kid seems to have done the job of Director Yang."

As Director Han spoke, he took out an iron box from the cabinet, and reluctantly opened the iron box, which contained a stack of banknotes and seven or eight meat tickets.

The stack of banknotes was more than a hundred dollars thick.

Director Han is a sixth-level forging worker, with a salary of sixty-two yuan per month, and the two of them only have one child, and they don't have much money on weekdays, so they have saved so much money.

Director Han counted out fifty yuan from the banknote, took three more meat tickets, and put one into the pocket inside the overalls.

"It's going to cost so much money this time? I want to buy a new padded jacket, but you can't afford it. Da Cui saw that Director Han had taken the money and complained.

Director Han glared at her: "The woman's family, with long hair and short knowledge, if I become the workshop director, those workers will have to scold me, and when the time comes, you will have as many new padded jackets as you want." ”

"How much energy does a workshop director have? Lao Zhu is the director of the workshop, and I haven't seen anyone talk to him. ”

Although Da Cui thinks it is a good thing to be an official, he doesn't believe that anyone will beg the workshop director.

Director Han raised his wrist and saw that the time on the watch was still early, so he sat down and took a sip of water, and explained the mystery to Dacui by the way.

"That's Lao Zhu can't be an official, and the position of the workshop director is very critical, with the leaders of the factory at the top and the workers at the bottom."

"Naturally, you have to be complimented and patted on the back."

"Be tough with the workers and make them afraid."

"The workshop director can't fire the workers, but he can assign work to the workers."

"In the workshop, some jobs are easy, and some are difficult."

"Those workers naturally have to scold me in order to do easy work."

"Not to mention that the workshop director still has the power to veto when a worker is promoted."

"Also, the scraps in the workshop."

Speaking of this, Director Han woke up in shock, and he knew that his daughter-in-law was a big mouth.

Director Han looked at Da Cui with a cold face: "Da Cui, before my appointment comes down, don't go out and talk nonsense." ”

Da Cui just heard that the workshop director had a lot of money, and the little stars had begun to flicker in his eyes, and now he naturally nodded again and again.

"Old man, don't worry, I'm sure I won't spoil your business."

She saw that Director Han's clothes were stained with some oil, and took out a tunic from the house.

"Otherwise, you put on this dress, you can't let Yang Weimin's kid look down on you."

"Yes, yes, you're thoughtful."