The reborn me has no pattern

Chapter 18 An Ordinary Man's Embarrassment
Zhang Haonan is still shocked by the knife that Fan Zhenhua blocked for himself. He is just an old man at the gate, and he earns 3000 yuan a month. What kind of life is he playing?

But there is no doubt that for some people, life may not be dignified, but it must be done with dignity and principle.

This is the simple quality that makes Zhang Haonan work hard and then shake his soul.

"It should be here."

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

He originally divided the house, but the house was used as a wedding house for his younger brother when he got married.

And he himself, 39 years old, has just been divorced for five years.

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

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

There is an open washbasin in the patio, and people washing vegetables and clothes can be seen everywhere, and the sewage flows along the open channel to the unknown low-lying land.

Small puddles one after another, floating with foam and oil, the air is mixed with oily smoke, leftovers, and the smell of fermented laundry water...

The child was laughing and laughing with a runny nose, playing marbles on the ground and never tired of it.

Until Zhang Haonan appeared, as if he had pressed the pause button to fill the entire painting, men, women and children all looked at him at the gate of the dormitory area in unison.

After all, a car was parked, and cars rarely come here.

The concierge was an old man, wearing a navy blue Chinese tunic suit and a pair of reading glasses. When he was holding his glasses legs, he could see that he was missing two fingers. Obviously, he should also be a retired old worker of 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 hunched, suddenly yelled out, and the whole dormitory area could hear it clearly.

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

"coming--"

Soon, a guy with thick hair who also wore a pair of glasses, but the glasses legs were missing and replaced by rubber bands trotted over.

He was wearing shabby overalls and a pair of big-toed leather shoes. He looked sad and gloomy, with his eyes staring at his feet from time to time, and his eyes didn't make contact with the people around him.

It's him, old man Fan.

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

This is a man who will travel to Lingnan, Liangjiang, and Zhejiang provinces to make a living in the near future.

I lived frugally and suffered from minor illnesses. I only saved a little money when I was in my 60s.

This is old man Fan, who was unable to get a job at the age of 61 and then worked as a doorman in his hardware factory for several years.

"A young man is looking for you!"

The old man at the door roared, then sat back on the porter's chair, picked up a newspaper, and seemed to be reading it, but his ears were pricked up.

"I am Fan Zhenhua."

After adjusting 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 come from Shacheng. I heard that you graduated from Huaiyin Technical College? I wonder if you are interested in working in Shacheng? Seven hundred a month, with pension insurance."

"..."

The dazed Fan Zhenhua only thought that Zhang Haonan was a liar, because he was working in the agricultural machinery factory, and he was paid [-] yuan a month, and he still had half a year's salary left, but the buyout fee... was paid.

In Jiankang, the salary of draftsman is a bit higher, but it is only the average level, more than 600 and less than [-], which is not as good as that of a textile factory worker.

Shacheng is a small city, on the same level as Sezhu County, seven hundred a month?And pension insurance?
"Is...is it a public unit?"

"No, the village runs a factory."

"..."

Fan Zhenhua immediately became entangled, he looked up at Zhang Haonan with some embarrassment, this is a tall young man, he spoke very straight, he didn't feel like he was lying.

The old man at the concierge, who was reading the newspaper, took a sneak peek in surprise, and thought to himself: Fan Zhenhua still has this way?
"Why are you looking for me specifically?"

He still had a sense of vigilance, but then Fan Zhenhua himself felt a little depressed. With his current conditions, even if others wanted to trick him, what could they get?

"It's not that I'm looking for you specifically. It's just a coincidence. I came to the agricultural machinery factory to buy a tunnel dryer. I originally wanted to go back and recruit people. Now I heard that a draftsman was laid off, so I came here directly."

"Then you should hire a mechanic."

"Can you fix it?"

"meeting."

"Isn't that enough? I will also make a batch of edge grinding machines and cutting machines in the future, and I still need to recruit draftsmen."

"..."

In an era of stable management, it is normal for people to be dedicated to posts; but the agricultural machinery factory has begun to be chaotic at this time, and many times some guys who are paid for nothing have been working for a long time, and the things will definitely fall on the heads of those 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 being reborn, I had a lot of conversations with Old Man Fan in the hospital, all of which were trivial matters from the past. He had complaints, but many of the bad things that were not too disadvantageous were resolved by "let him go".

He wanted to save his marriage, and he wanted to save enough pension money, and he wanted to leave a little money for his nephew.

The old man Fan who was going to Qiqi had no children.

"Seven hundred?"

"I have a car worth [-] yuan, how can I still lie to you?"

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

These days, if you can buy a car, you are the boss.

"Then wait for me for a few days, okay?"

Fan Zhenhua was a little cautious. When he was middle-aged, everything else was nonsense. It was good to be alive.

What do you live on?

money.

"Do you want to deal with private matters?"

"Ah."

Fan Zhenhua nodded, "I still have something to do at home."

"That's fine, I'll be staying at 'Xiaonanhu Hotel' these days, and you can come to me anytime."

With that said, Zhang Haonan handed out a business card without any title, only the word Zhang Haonan.

Then Zhang Haonan took out his wallet again, took out two and handed them to Fan Zhenhua: "You have come to find my transportation expenses these few days."

"..."

Looking at the 200 yuan, Fan Zhenhua blushed. He really wanted to accept it, but he was too embarrassed to accept it.

Zhang Haonan saw it, and naturally patted it on his hand, and said: "If there are suitable workers in the future, they can be introduced, and a head fee of 50 yuan will be paid."

"grateful."

39-year-old Fan Zhenhua lowered his voice and even lowered his head. He didn't let Zhang Haonan see his expression, but held the 200 yuan tightly.

"It's 'Xiaonanhu Hotel', don't look for it wrong. I will come to the agricultural machinery factory the day after tomorrow. If you are done with your work, you won't have to look for me again."

After all, Zhang Haonan got into the car without looking back, started the car and left here.

The embarrassment of middle-aged people may sometimes be less than 200 yuan.

After seeing the car leaving, Fan Zhenhua turned his head and wiped his eyes, then found a dormitory, and shouted: "Old Wang, I borrowed 60 yuan from you last time, I will come and pay you back."

"I only have 3536 on me... Oh, there is another one, 37, I can't find it."

"Forget it, treat me to crab next time."

"That's a deal."

Lao Wang stretched out his hand to put away 100 yuan, and then asked, "Zhenhua, who is looking for you?"

"A Gusu boss asked me to go over and help. I'll think about it."

Shacheng is too small, but it is under Gusu's management, saying that Gusu... is not a big problem, and it still has a little face.

(End of this chapter)