It took a few days to go through the formalities and transfer the files, so Principal Zhou first took Song Yuanchao to the school's personnel department to fill out the registration form, and then took him to the school-run factory to recognize the place.

The school-run factory of No. 2 Middle School is on the east side of No. 2, and it is a small courtyard when I enter the door, and I saw two middle-aged women in labor clothes who were busy working, and when I saw Principal Zhou, they stopped and said hello with a smile.

"Is the old horse here?"

"Director Ma is in the workshop, let me take you there." A woman put down what she was holding and patted her gloved hand.

"No need, you guys are busy first, I'll go to the workshop by myself." Principal Zhou waved his hand and walked towards the workshop with Song Yuan.

It is better to say that it is a workshop than a large warehouse, and the entire school-run factory is a two-story building, with the first floor opening up from east to west, and the raw materials and goods piled up on the west side, and the rest of the place is where the workshop is located.

When I entered the workshop, I heard a burst of noisy sounds, the sound of moving things, the sound of someone talking, and more than that, the sound of a continuous sewing machine stepping.

The scale of the school-run factory in the second middle school can not be said to be small, the whole factory currently has 35 people, including a factory director, a cashier and office labor, and a workshop director, these three people belong to the formal school work establishment, as for the accounting by the school finance office to concurrently serve, by the school-run factory cashier and the financial office usually docking.

Excluding these three people, 18 of the remaining 32 are in the collective establishment, and the remaining 14 are temporary workers.

Five of these ordinary workers are men, who are mainly responsible for the heavy work of delivery and porterage, and the rest are women, all over the age of 30, and some of them are almost retiring.

The cashier is a chubby eldest sister, less than 40 this year, it is said that she used to work in the finance office of the district elementary school, and then transferred to the second middle school to run a factory for some reasons.

The workshop director's surname is Luo, everyone calls him Lao Luo, 56 years old this year, his health is not very good, and he took a long sick leave to recuperate at home.

Ma Xun, the director of the factory, is four years younger than Lao Luo, and he is fifty-two years old this year, and he was the director of the school-run factory more than ten years ago, and he is the oldest group of employees here. These days, Lao Luo is on sick leave and there is a shortage of people in the workshop, so Director Ma personally came to the workshop to keep an eye on the production.

When Song Yuanchao and them entered, the director of the Ma factory was talking to a female worker, and because the scene was noisy and far away, Song Yuanchao did not hear what they were talking about.

Principal Zhou took a few steps forward and shouted at Director Ma, who turned around and saw that it was Principal Zhou, raised his hand and gestured to Principal Zhou's side, signaling to wait a while, and then continued to talk to the female worker and walked quickly towards them.

"Old Ma, this is the Xiao Song I mentioned to you last time."

Principal Zhou introduced to Director Ma, who looked at Song Yuanchao and smiled: "Song Yuanchao, Teacher Song's son, right, your father and I are old colleagues, call me Uncle Ma." ”

"Hello Uncle Ma." Song Yuanchao hurriedly stretched out his hands and shook hands with Director Ma.

"Lao Ma, Xiao Song's formalities will take a few days to be completed at the school, today I will take him over to take a look, and by the way, I will meet you to get to know him, and when the formalities are down, he will come to your official report." Principal Zhou said on the side.

Director Ma immediately said that there was no problem and said that he would arrange this.

Seeing that the two had already met, Principal Zhou's school went back first, Song Yuanchao and Director Ma sent Principal Zhou out first, and then transferred back to the workshop.

"Our school-run factory mainly produces some labor protection supplies, such as gloves, masks, hats, work clothes, etc., in addition to some of these products for labor protection stores, some are purchased by several factories as a quarterly distribution ...... their factories."

Director Ma took Song Yuanchao to visit the work of the workshop, today the school-run factory is making work clothes, this kind of work clothes is the kind of ordinary blue overalls, the style is usually a little close to the jacket, now the tooling of each enterprise looks basically no different, the color can not be blue, gray these, the only difference will be printed on the chest red factory name to distinguish.

The workshop area is not large, while introducing and walking, soon a circle is finished, and after reading it, Director Ma took him out of the workshop and went straight to the office on the second floor.

Entered the office and poured a glass of water for Song Yuanchao, Zhou Yuanchao hurriedly took it and said thank you, and at the same time took out a cigarette from his pocket and saluted, Director Ma took the cigarette and looked at it and asked with a smile: "Xiao Song, you smoke?" ”

"I don't smoke much, I don't have any addictions." Song Yuanchao replied.

"It's good that you don't have a smoking addiction!" Director Ma sighed: "Smoking is not a good habit, but it is impossible to quit an old smoking gun like me, but there is one thing you have to remember, smoking can only be in the office or outside the factory, and the rest of the factory must not smoke!" ”

"Understood, fireworks are prohibited in the production area, safety first." Song Yuanchao nodded again and again.

Song Yuanchao's answer made Director Ma very satisfied, although Principal Zhou told him that Song Guangzeng's son Song Yuanchao would work in the school-run factory as a school worker, Director Ma did not refuse this decision, but at the same time, Director Ma was also drumming in his heart to Song Yuanchao, who had never met, after all, he had never seen Song Yuanchao, and he didn't know Song Yuanchao's temper and character.

Now, Song Yuanchao's attitude has completely relieved Director Ma, think about it, what a good teacher Song Guangzeng is, how can such an excellent teacher's child be an ignorant person?

sat down and asked Song Yuanchao about his personal situation, and when he learned that he had been an educated youth for eight years, Director Ma nodded slightly in his heart, and his senses for Song Yuanchao were a little better.

"The vast majority of our factories are collective and temporary workers, and there are only three school workers...... Oh no, you're four people when you come. ”

Director Ma asked, "What do you personally think about your specific work arrangement?" ”

"Uncle Ma, I am a young man, you are an elder and a leader, of course this is arranged by you, besides, I will revolutionize a brick, where you need to move." Song Yuanchao replied very modestly.

Director Ma suddenly laughed and patted Song Yuanchao on the shoulder: "You kid is not very old, this is still a set, okay, I am not a revolutionary committee, there are not so many rules, as I said earlier, your establishment is a school worker establishment, which is different from most people, so it is impossible for me to let you do the same work as them." I have some ideas about your work arrangement, ....... ”

"Uncle Ma, you say." Song Yuanchao saw that Director Ma's cigarette was almost gone, and handed over another one in time.

Taking the cigarette, Director Ma nodded: "The first arrangement is in the office, the workshop director Lao Luo is not in good health, he asked for sick leave before the National Day last year, and he has not come much in the past few months. You are a person who has gone to high school, and your education level is definitely better than that of the average person, so stay in the office and help me with chores or something. ”

After speaking, Director Ma glanced at Song Yuanchao, and saw that Song Yuanchao still looked listening, he continued: "The second is to go down to the workshop, in my opinion, Lao Luo is afraid that he will officially retire from illness in a few days, and when he retires from illness, the work of the workshop will be completely unattended, I have a lot of things on my hands, and it is impossible to always take care of the workshop, so someone has to take over." Xiao Song, think about it yourself, anyway, it will take a few days for you to officially report, go back and think about it in the next few days, and give me an official answer on the day of the report? ”

After listening to Director Ma's words, Song Yuanchao immediately got up and said: "Uncle Ma, don't wait for the day of the report, I will decide to go down to the workshop now." ”

Song Yuanchao's words surprised Director Ma, originally he thought that Song Yuanchao would choose the first arrangement, after all, sitting in the office is much more comfortable than in the workshop, and speaking out is more beautiful than working in the workshop. But who would have thought that Song Yuanchao chose the second arrangement without hesitation after hearing it, that is, to work directly in the workshop.

Although the workshop is to prepare for taking over the position of director of Lao Luo's workshop in the future, this is all unknown, and it is not easy to return to the office once the workshop is released.