The knife that Fan Zhenhua blocked himself, Zhang Haonan will still feel shocked now, just an old man who guards the door, 3,000 yuan a month, what kind of life is playing.

But there is no doubt that for some people, it is not dignified to live, but it must be dignified and principled.

This is the simple quality that makes Zhang Haonan feel solemn and then his soul is shocked.

"This should be it."

With the blessing of Jiankang Pixiuyan, Zhang Haonan found the place where Fan Zhenhua lives now, the former collective dormitory for employees of the Sezhu County Agricultural Machinery Factory.

He originally divided the house, but the house was given to his younger brother to get married as a wedding room.

And he himself, Chinese New Year's Eve, is thirty and nine, and has just completed five years of divorce.

The staff dormitory, which is similar to a tube building but not quite the same, is more like a teaching building for an elementary school.

From a distance, the doors in the corridor are dormitories.

There is an open sink in the patio, and people can be seen washing vegetables and clothes everywhere, and sewage flows down the nullah to the low-lying land for unknown reasons.

Tiny puddles of water floated with foam and oil, and the air was mixed with the smell of oil fumes, leftovers, and fermented laundry water......

The children were giggling with snot, lying on the ground and playing marbles.

Until Zhang Haonan appeared, as if the whole painting had pressed the pause button, men, women and children all looked at him at the gate of the dormitory.

After all, there was a car parked, and there were very few cars here.

The porter is an old man, wearing a navy blue tunic, wearing a pair of reading glasses, and when he holds the legs of his glasses, he can see that he is missing two fingers, and it is obvious that he should also be a retired old worker in the factory.

"Which one are you looking for?"

"Hello, I'm looking for Fan Zhenhua."

"Fan Zhenhua—"

The old man, who was still looking at the rickets, suddenly roared out of his voice, and the entire dormitory area could hear it clearly.

Communication basically relies on roaring, which is a very efficient way of communication.

"It's coming—"

Soon, a guy with thick hair and the same pair of glasses, but with a rubber band missing from the legs, trotted over.

He was wearing shabby overalls, stepping on a pair of big scalp shoes, and his whole person looked sad and bleak, his eyes stared at his feet from time to time, and his eyes did not make contact with the people around him.

It's him, old man Fan.

It turned out that he had such thick hair at this time.

This is a man who will travel to Lingnan, Liangjiang, and Liangzhejiang provinces to seek a life in the near future.

Saving money and making ends meet, he saved a little money in his sixties.

This is Old Man Fan, an old man Fan who couldn't work at the age of 61 and worked as a doorman in his hardware factory for several years.

"There's a descendant looking for you!"

The old man at the doorman roared, then sat back in his chair in the porter, picked up a newspaper, and seemed to be reading, but his ears were pricked up.

"I am Fan Zhenhua."

Lifting his glasses, Fan Zhenhua looked at Zhang Haonan with a puzzled expression, it was obviously impossible for him to know Zhang Haonan.

"Hello, my surname is Zhang, and I'm from Shacheng. I heard that you graduated from Huaiyin Technical College? I wonder if you are interested in going to work in Shacheng? Seven hundred a month, with pension insurance. ”

“……”

Fan Zhenhua, who was confused, only thought that Zhang Haonan was a liar, because he was in the agricultural machinery factory, and he was 377 a month, and now he still hasn't taken half a year's salary, and the buyout fee is ...... It's done.

In Jiankang, the salary of draftsmen is a little higher, but it is only average, less than 600 or 700, which is not as good as the car stoppers in textile factories.

Shacheng is a small city, at the same level as Sezhu County, seven hundred a month? And pension insurance?

"Yes...... Is it a public unit? ”

"No, the village runs a factory."

“……”

Fan Zhenhua suddenly became entangled, he looked up at Zhang Haonan with some embarrassment, this is a tall junior who speaks very straight, and it doesn't feel like a lie.

And the old man who was reading the newspaper in the porter peeked at it in surprise, and secretly wondered in his heart: Fan Zhenhua still has this way?

"Why are you looking for me?"

There is still vigilance, but then Fan Zhenhua himself is a little frustrated, with his current conditions, even if others want to pit him, what can they do?

"It's not that I'm looking for you, it's just a coincidence, I came to the agricultural machinery factory to buy a tunnel dryer. Originally, I wanted to go back and recruit again, but now I heard that some cartographers have been laid off, so I came directly. ”

"Then you should hire a mechanic."

"Do you know how to fix it?"

"Yes."

"Isn't that enough? In the future, I will make a batch of edging machines and cutting machines, and I still have to recruit draftsmen. ”

“……”

In the era of stable management, it is normal for special personnel to have special posts; But the agricultural machinery factory has begun to be chaotic at this time, and many times some guys who eat empty salaries have been rotten for a long time, and the matter will definitely fall on the heads of people who are willing to do things.

Unfortunately, Fan Zhenhua is an unlucky guy who is willing to do things and can do good things.

Before he was reborn, he talked to Old Man Fan about a lot of things in the hospital, all of which were trivial things in the past, and he had complaints, but many bad things that were not too bad were solved by "let him go".

He wants to save his marriage, save enough money for his retirement, and even want to leave a little money for his nephew.

The old man Fan of Benqi has no children.

"Really seven hundred?"

"I have a car of 100,000 yuan, and I still lied to you about this?"

Pointing to the "Fengyun" not far away, although it is a domestic car, it is indeed a car.

In these years, you are the boss who can buy a car.

"Can you wait for me for a few days?"

Fan Zhenhua is a little restrained, when he is middle-aged, everything else is nonsense, and it is good to be alive.

What do you live on?

Money.

"Do you want to deal with personal matters?"

"Hmm."

Fan Zhenhua nodded, "There is still something going on at home." ”

"That's okay, I'll stay at the 'Xiaonanhu Hotel' for the next few days, and you can come to me at any time."

As he spoke, Zhang Haonan handed out a business card, without any head-up, only three words Zhang Haonan.

Then Zhang Haonan took out his wallet again, took out two and handed them to Fan Zhenhua: "You came to find my transportation expenses in the past few days." ”

“……”

Looking at the two hundred yuan, Fan Zhenhua's face turned red, he wanted to accept it, but he was embarrassed to accept it.

Zhang Haonan saw it in his eyes, and naturally slapped it in his hand, and then said: "If there are suitable workers in the future, they can be introduced, and a capitation fee of fifty yuan is paid." ”

"Thank you."

Thirty-nine-year-old Fan Zhenhua lowered his voice and even lowered his head, he didn't let Zhang Haonan see his expression, but just clutched the two hundred yuan tightly.

"It's 'Xiaonanhu Hotel', don't make a mistake. I'll come to the farm machinery factory the day after tomorrow, and if you're done, don't come back to me. ”

After that, Zhang Haonan didn't go back to get into the car, and left here after starting.

The embarrassment of middle-aged people may sometimes be less than two hundred yuan.

After seeing the car leave, Fan Zhenhua turned his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, then found a dormitory and shouted: "Lao Wang, I borrowed your sixty yuan last time, and I will come over to pay you back." ”

"I'm thirty-five thirty-six...... Oh, there's another piece, thirty-seven, I can't find it. ”

"Forget it, invite me to eat crabs next time."

"That's settled."

Lao Wang stretched out his hand to hold a hundred yuan, and then asked, "Zhenhua, who is looking for you?" ”

"A Gusu boss asked me to come over to help, and I thought about it."

Shacheng is too small, but it is under the control of Gusu, and it is said that Gusu ...... It's not a big problem, and it's a little bit of face.