Counterattack 1988

Chapter 12 Blocking the road!
There are three more programs, all of which are wonderful performances by the Municipal Song and Dance Troupe.

The performance was a complete success, with warm applause from the audience, which lasted for a long time.

The employees exited from the four doors of the auditorium in an orderly manner.

Wang Lin and Zhou Porridge came out together, suddenly thought of something, and asked her, "Are there more newspapers in the factory manager's office?"

"Yes, there are many kinds of newspapers, some of which are issued internally!" Zhou Congee said casually.

"Can you lend me a look?"

"Of course." Zhou Congee said, "However, there are conditions."

"Please eat melon seeds!"

"Hee hee, that's not the requirement!" Zhou Porridge laughed, "Newspapers within three days can only be placed in the factory office. If you want to read the latest newspapers, you can only go to the factory office to read them."

"Of course I want to read timely newspapers." Wang Lindao, "Can you arrange a time, ten minutes a day is enough, I read newspapers very quickly. I can treat you to eat melon seeds. A catty a day."

"There's no need for melon seeds. I don't want to eat every day." Zhou Congee said, "It's rare for you to be so self-motivated, and I can satisfy your request. You can read the newspaper now. Are you free? I happen to I have something to do in the office."

"Too free!" Wang Lin said with a smile, "Thank you! You are such a good comrade!"

Zhou Congee smiled sweetly: "You're welcome!"

The two came to the administration building.

When passing the director's office, Wang Lin saw the lights on through the window. Thinking of what he saw and heard that day, he couldn't help feeling hot, and made a silent gesture to Zhou Congee.

Zhou Congee looked at him puzzled, and when he was about to speak, Wang Lin held his mouth.

Wang Lin pointed to the director's office and said in a low voice, "There's a good show to watch."

He moved closer to the window, squinting one eye, and peered in through the opening.

It really lived up to expectations!
There is a good show of a red apricot coming out of the wall and turning the clouds to shake the rain!

Zhou Congee was also pasted on the window, and when he looked inside, his face turned red and his heart beat faster after only one glance.

The person inside looked up and saw a figure on the window, and asked in a deep voice, "Who?"

Wang Lin and Zhou Porridge were startled, they left quickly and ran into the factory director's office.

The two people in the director's office panicked and got dressed in a hurry, came to open the door, and looked around. Is there anyone else?
Wang Lin and Zhou Porridge ran into the factory manager's office, looked at each other, couldn't help laughing, and bent over.

Zhou Congee said: "Xiao Zhanjun used to be a soldier. After retiring from the army, he joined our factory. His wife is a country girl. Although she has entered the city now, she has no job. She is short and fat. She has no taste in her clothes and is in her forties. , looks like an old woman in her sixties, Director Xiao hates her very much, but he dare not divorce."

Wang Lindao: "Director Xiao is tall and mighty, why did he marry such a country wife?"

"He came to the city from the countryside, and his wife was married before he joined the army."

"I see!"

The two looked at each other and smiled again.

Zhou Congee said, "You read the newspaper! I'll take care of some work."

"Okay, thank you." Wang Lin took a stack of newspapers from the newspaper rack and sat on a chair to read them.

He reads newspapers, of course, to collect favorable news about current affairs.

Although he has also experienced this era, but at that time he was still young, he was carefree as a child, playing with stones, cardboard, and marbles, he was happy and happy, and he didn't care what happened in the world of adults worry?

Later, he also learned about this era through film, television, the Internet, and books, but he never paid attention to it. Some special events were deeply impressed, so he remembered them in his heart. It was incredible, so the memory is still fresh.

But more events, he can't know, and can't remember.

Although the news is a flower girl, let the person who publishes her dress up, but it is still a style of recording society, disseminating information, and reflecting the times, which has a strong reference quality.

Wang Lin looked at the title first, and then read the original text if he was interested, so it was quick to read.

After reading a stack of newspapers, he went to read another stack of newspapers.

The newspapers and magazines run by the factory are really rich, including reference information, half-monthly talks, and party newspapers.

After reading it, Wang Lin got up, walked to Zhou Porridge, was about to talk to her, when he suddenly saw a document in her hand, and asked, "Personnel adjustments in the finishing workshop?"

Zhou Congee looked up at him, "Yes."

Wang Lin giggled, "Assistant Zhou, let's discuss it."

"What's the matter?" Zhou Congee wrote on the paper with a pen.

"Li Wenxiu, who cleans up Class A in the workshop, is a technical secondary school graduate and has been working for a while. She works hard and has a strong ideological consciousness. She is fully capable of being the section chief."

"Li Wenxiu? Who is she to you?"

"It's my lover."

"Your lover? Are you married?" Zhou Conge raised his head in surprise, looking at him with big round eyes without blinking.

"Yes, the wedding was held on the sixth day of the first lunar month." Wang Lin laughed. "I didn't recommend her to be the section chief because she is my lover. It's because she is highly educated, capable, and a good comrade!"

Zhou Congee bit his lips: "What's none of my business?"

"Assistant Zhou, please do me a favor!" Wang Lin said, took out his money, which was a full two hundred yuan, and stuffed it into her hand, "I will remember you well."

"What! Who do you take me for?" Zhou Congee blushed, pushed his hand away, and refused to take his money.

Wang Lindao: "Assistant Zhou, you have a lot of power in your hands for this kind of grassroots personnel adjustment. Even if it is the list reported by the workshop below, you still have the right to change it. You represent Director Zhou. Who would dare to change it? How about questioning your authority? I also know that you are a good comrade, and you are unwilling to accept the gift from me. That’s all right, I’ll treat you to a restaurant or a movie some other day!”

"You're a married person, what do you always want to pester me for? I don't want to go to the movies with you, or eat out with you! It's misleading!" Zhou Congee paused his pen heavily, "You read the newspaper No? Please leave after reading it! I still have a job!"

Wang Lin scratched his head and said in embarrassment: "I'm sorry! Thank you today." Then he left helplessly.

Zhou Congee glanced at his back, inexplicably in a bad mood, grabbed a piece of paper angrily, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the trash can next to it.

Wang Lin failed to get Li Wenxiu a job in the section factory, so he felt a little frustrated, thinking that Li Wenxiu was a technical secondary school student anyway, so why didn't he have the qualifications to be the section chief?

That Zhang Han, graduated from undergraduate, was assigned to be an engineer, and Li Wenxiu, who graduated from technical secondary school, didn't even have the qualifications to be a section chief?
It seems that the personnel affairs in this state-owned factory are probably very complicated, not simple!
Wang Lin was thinking about something, went to the shed to pick up the car, and rode out of the factory gate.

It was getting late, and the alley on the way home was full of dark lights, only the faint light of the white moon, and the occasional light from the window of a family.

Suddenly, two figures jumped out from the oblique ground, one on the left and one on the right, forcibly blocking Wang Lin's way!
(End of this chapter)