Rebirth of Rural Literary Life

Chapter 51 Ordinary Worker Liang Yuejin
"What do you mean by that?" He Ping asked.

"The surname Guan is the deputy factory director in charge of logistics. Didn't you ask Yu Blin when you asked him?"

He Ping suddenly realized that this was the case, no wonder the one surnamed Guan refused so thoroughly, without leaving a single hole.

"Oh, it's a good thing I met you brother, otherwise I wouldn't even know how I died today." He Ping complimented with a thankful expression.

Hearing He Ping's compliment, the young man immediately became a little flustered, "That's right, you go all over the printing factory to inquire, there's nothing that I, Liang Yuejin, don't know about."

"It seems that I really went out to meet a noble person today! Brother, can I trouble you to inquire about this matter and see if I can operate it? Don't worry, our buddies are not busy." He Ping said on the stick, and he Knowing that there is no free lunch in the world, if you want to get help from others, you have to show something.

Liang Yuejin looked at He Ping, thinking that this dude is very good, "I think you are an honest man, and we met today because of fate. Let's put it this way, you leave this matter to me, and it becomes your responsibility." I have 50 yuan."

He Ping pretended to be surprised, "50 yuan? Brother, your price is too high. Our monthly salary is only about 25 yuan. You can give it a little cheaper. How about [-] yuan?"

"Impossible, you are a beggar playing cards." Liang Yuejin said loudly.

"No, no, no, your 50 yuan is too high, please give it cheaper, my brother is doing business for the public, and he doesn't make any money."

As the saying goes, ask for the price, and pay back the money when you land.

After a lot of talking, the two of them finally saw the veins on Liang Yuejin's neck, and He Ping knew that the price was about the same.

In the end, the price was set at 35 yuan.

He Ping made a helpless look and said, "Okay, okay. It's only 35 yuan, but I want to tell you clearly, 35 yuan is a buy-it-all price, and you have to be responsible for maintaining the relationship with the printing factory for me."

"With me here, don't worry. Brother. Do you know who my father is? Liang Aimin, go to the printing factory and find out who is in charge."

So that's the case, no wonder Liang Yuejin was able to accomplish this with such determination.

"Oh, it turned out that the son of the factory manager was face to face. I'm disrespectful and disrespectful. I have to ask you to take care of me brother." He Ping complimented.

"Since we know each other, we are friends, and we can talk about everything." Liang Yuejin said in a very social manner, "By the way, I haven't asked my buddy your name yet?"

"Free of charge, He Ping."

The two also talked about their seniority, and He Ping was one year older than Liang Yuejin.

"Let's go, I'm happy today, go out and have some dinner."

He Ping dragged Liang Yue to eat outside the factory.

There are very few restaurants these days, and all of them are state-run restaurants with very bad service attitudes. What's more, there are signs in the restaurants that say "no beating customers".

It happened that there was a state-run restaurant in front of the printing factory. When the two entered, Liang Yuejin greeted the waiter familiarly, and it seemed that he was a regular customer here.

Don't look at the poor service attitude of other state-run restaurants, but the taste and quality of the food is nothing to say.

After a few drinks, He Ping was okay, but Liang Yuejin had a little too much, and he seemed to be a big addict after a small amount.

Alcohol quickly shortened the distance between the two, and they began to hook shoulders and call each other brothers.

Liang Yuejin kept saying that he couldn't take He Ping's money, how could He Ping take his words seriously.

In the end, Liang Yuejin patted his chest drunkenly, and packaged the ticket with his tongue out: "Brother, don't worry about leaving this matter to my brother. If it can't be done, I will come and see you."

He Ping's alcohol tolerance has always been bad, but there are also who to compare with. It is definitely not good to compare with the two old drivers Ding Aiguo and the old captain, but Liang Yuejin, a young man who has not been drinking for a few days, is still not afraid of comparing.

He was just slightly drunk at the moment, amused by Liang Yuejin's naivety.

"Okay, I can rest assured that I will leave the matter to you brother, and I will not treat you badly if it is done."

After a meal, the guests and the host enjoyed themselves, Liang Yue went home in a hurry, and He Ping boarded the bus back to Ping County drunk.

The two agreed that He Ping would come to the printing factory again three days later, and Liang Yuejin would tell him about the business relationship at that time.

He Ping got off the bus, retrieved his bicycle, and rode home unsteadily all the way. It was already past 4 o'clock in the afternoon when he got home.

Reeking of alcohol, Xiao Zhu'er had never seen He Ping like this before, she was a little scared, but she was very sensible and went to fetch hot water for He Ping to wash his face.

He Ping rubbed Xiao Zhu'er's flat head vigorously with the help of alcohol.

After washing his face and resting for a while, he felt a lot more awake, so He Ping went to the chicken farm to have a look.

It was evening, and the members of the commune were off work, as were the members of the chicken farm. Uncle Wei Guo, who was in charge of the night shift, had arrived.

In fact, the normal shift shift in the afternoon of the chicken farm is 5:30 pm every day, but Uncle Wei always advances half an hour every time.

He Ping joked, "Uncle Wei, Aunt Qiufen is not on duty today, why are you here so early?"

"Don't put this nonsense every day, it's not big or small."

Now the relationship between Uncle Wei Guo and Aunt Qiufen is already a public matter in the brigade. One of them is a long-bereaved widow and the other is a perennial bachelor. No one can gossip.

As for Aunt Qiufen's old lady, she has calmed down a lot since the incident last time.Occasionally, I would still gossip with my neighbors about Aunt Qiufen and Uncle Wei Guo, but no one would take it to heart.

He Ping said jokingly to Uncle Wei Guo: "Uncle Wei Guo, when are you going to do business with Aunt Qiufen? Don't forget to tell me when the time comes, I will give you a big gift."

He Ping thought that a dedicated employee like Uncle Wei must not be treated badly, and he must be a part of the selection of outstanding employees at the end of the year.

Uncle Wei Guo laughed happily, but didn't answer.

"It's not me who is a junior talking about you, you and Aunt Qiufen are not too young. Hurry up and get rid of the certificate, and give birth to a big fat boy. This family is so harmonious and beautiful."

"Just interrupt me."

"Don't I care about you? I don't want to talk about others."

After He Ping and Uncle Wei Guo said a few words, Han Zhaojun came out of the incubator, "Brother He Ping, you are back, I have something to discuss with you. It seems that winter is coming, and the heating in our chicken coop is very high." Get ready."

He Ping slapped his thigh, it was not a joke, he almost forgot about it.I've been busy with other things recently, and I haven't even done my job well.

According to Uncle Cai's estimation, the first batch of hens on the chicken farm will enter the egg-laying period in November. Hens have certain requirements on the temperature for egg production. If the temperature in the chicken house is too low, it will directly affect Egg production efficiency of hens.

This is a major event related to the income of the chicken farm.

(End of this chapter)