The train driver in the courtyard

After Li Aiguo and Wang Dagui left on their bicycles, Xu Huizhen immediately convened a tavern meeting.

At the meeting, Xu Huizhen announced that the private rooms upstairs would be demolished tomorrow and replaced with small wine tables.

Xiao Zhou, the waiter at the tavern, raised his hand and said, "Manager Xu, our private room is quite popular.

Moreover, the usage fee of a private room is as high as 1 yuan, so we can earn a lot of usage fees every month."

The usage fees of the private rooms are considered miscellaneous income and are not included in the tavern's public account. Instead, they are divided among the tavern's waiters and Xu Huizhen.

As it concerned their own interests, several other waiters also expressed their opposition.

Seeing this situation, Xu Huizhen had to make things clear.

"Today a friend of mine reminded me that the private rooms in our tavern are too ostentatious!"

"Zhao Yao?" Xiao Zhou frowned.

"Yes, what is a private room? It is a place where feudal scholars recite poems and compose couplets.

If this gets out, our tavern will be criticized.

If someone does something in the private room, we can’t stop it.”

Thinking of Li Aiguo's words, Xu Huizhen felt a little scared.

If there really are some people with ulterior motives causing trouble in the private room.

Even if Xu Huizhen opened her mouth wide, she still couldn't explain it clearly.

Although the waiters were reluctant to share the dividends.

However, as a formal employee, he was still able to consider the overall situation at this time, and the resolution to close the private rooms was passed.

Arranged tomorrow's work and announced the adjournment of the meeting.

Xu Huizhen felt that she should order two pots of old wine and go to Chen Xueru's house to express her gratitude.

****
The night is getting darker.

A car turned many corners along the street and finally stopped in front of a building.

A file bag with a confidential seal was held in someone's hand and walked down the stairs into the living room.

The file bag stayed in the air for a while because the person holding the file bag needed to undergo identity verification.

The identity verification was extremely cumbersome, and even harmless items like file bags were searched several times.

Of course, it was proudly labeled confidential, and those people were not qualified to open it.

But those big hands kept pinching the file bag, which hurt its stomach.

The file bag can't speak, otherwise I would have to utter a curse.

"These people are really annoying."

ten minutes later.

The file bag continued to move forward and came to a vermilion lacquered wooden door.

The person holding the file bag seemed a little nervous. He changed his hand to hold the file bag, wiped the sweat from his forehead, straightened his collar with one hand, and then pushed open the door and walked into the house.

The file bag was placed on the table. It couldn't understand human language and could only lie there quietly.

After a while, the man who brought him here left, and a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance took out a paper cutter.

The file bag knew very well that it was time to fulfill its duty and it stood up bravely.

stab
With a crisp sound, the file bag did not feel any pain (maybe it felt very painful, but it couldn't be expressed, who knows.)
A pair of big hands pried open its belly, and the record was taken out from it.

The middle-aged man put on his glasses and carefully looked at the records.

After a moment, he smiled with relief and the wrinkles on his face smoothed out.

"It looks like there's going to be chaos at the Russian locomotive factory. This is a good opportunity."

"The driver is really good at underground work. He even knew how to make a comeback."

"Progress in the Gobi Desert isn't going well. If we can't find out what's going on, maybe we can send the driver over there."

"Let's wait a little longer. The driver's job is more important than the Gobi Desert."

After reading the records, the middle-aged man pondered for a moment and put the records back into the file bag.

Another seal was put on it and a red stamp was stamped on it.

With a new mark on his body, the file bag breathed a sigh of relief.

It knows its duty is done.

really.

Snapped.

The whole world went dark.

The file bag knew it was put into the cabinet.

It was so comfortable here, no need to rush around, no need to worry about it being torn apart, and no one to disturb him.

He likes to stay here quietly.

Maybe this wait will last for twenty years.

The capital city today is the same as yesterday, yet somewhat different.

early morning.

As usual, Chen Xingyi carried a canvas bag and rode his bicycle to No. 1 Yanggongzhuang, Changxindian, FT District, and followed a large group of workers into the Changxindian Motorcycle Factory.

Looking at the leaves swaying in the wind by the roadside, Chen Xingyi's mood was as good as the weather.

A while ago, he entered the machine repair workshop through his brother-in-law's relationship. Because of his excellent performance in the skill assessment, he was classified as a fourth-level mechanic.

Beijing is a Category 6 region, and wages are much higher than in Baoding. He now gets 43.5 yuan a month.

In addition, Changxindian Locomotive Factory is now expanding and is in urgent need of talent.

He became team leader only two months after entering the machine repair workshop.

It has a great future.

After entering the workshop, Chen Xingyi prepared to attend the morning meeting as usual, but found that the workshop director Yang Xingzhai had not arrived yet.

Yang Xingzhai was originally the deputy workshop director.

After a two-month running-in period, I was promoted to director of the machine repair workshop due to my outstanding performance.

He didn't know where he learned a set of management methods, but he held a morning meeting every morning.

The morning meeting only lasts four or five minutes, but it can solve many problems and build a bridge of communication with the workshop workers.

"Director Yang has never been late before. What happened today?"

Some workers found it very strange and started talking about it.

Chen Xingyi saw that he couldn't hold the morning meeting today.

Thinking about the locomotive that was sent in for repair yesterday, he put on maintenance clothes, picked up the toolbox, turned around and was about to walk into the operation workshop.

At this moment, a passionate voice suddenly came from the loudspeaker hanging on the ceiling of the workshop.

[Good news, good news, fellow workers and comrades, our locomotive factory has successfully won the task of improving the Fram steam locomotive.

This is the glory of our locomotive factory and the trust our superiors have in our locomotive factory! 】

Improvement mission of the Qianjin steam locomotive. This is the most advanced steam locomotive in the country.

boom.

The atmosphere in the workshop was immediately ignited.

This is an era where I am proud when the factory is proud and ashamed when the factory is ashamed.

The workers cheered.

The cheers died down and some clever workers began to think.

This improvement task is so important that we must draw outstanding talents from each workshop. It would be such an honor if one could be selected.

Master Zhou saw Chen Xingyi’s dull look and gently touched his arm.

"Xiao Chen, your skills are pretty good in our workshop. You have to fight for this opportunity."

"This is the arrangement of the workshop leader. I am just a worker."

Chen Xingyi is a person who does not like to fight with others and does not want to use connections at all.

Master Zhou saw that he didn't understand why he was being persuaded, so he shook his head and said, "You, you don't know how to seize such a good opportunity. Just wait and see, those guys will definitely fight for it."

Master Zhou is an old hand and knows everything about the workshop.

After Yang Xingzhai finished the meeting in the factory and returned to the workshop, he was immediately surrounded by the workers.

"Director, I heard that our factory has received an improvement task. How many quotas have been allocated to our workshop?"

"I'm a level six mechanic, the most skilled in our workshop."

"I'm young and strong and can stay up all night."

On the one hand, the workers were concerned about honor.

The other side also wanted to make progress, and almost had the words "choose me" written on their faces.

Chen Xingyi stood quietly in the corner, thinking about how to solve the problem of the steam engine furnace that he had not solved yesterday.

Yang Xingzhai looked around, pressed his hands down, and after the workers quieted down, he said loudly:
"This locomotive improvement task is very important. After comprehensive consideration, I decided to send Master Liu Yazhen, Master Zhang Hongshan, and Master Chen Xingmao."

Names popped out of his mouth one after another, and the workers whose names were called cheered.

"Master Chen Xingyi!"

Chen Xingyi vaguely heard his own name. At first he thought he had misheard it, so he rubbed his ears before he was sure.

He looked up and saw the workers staring at him in surprise.

It’s no wonder that the workers felt strange. Chen Xingyi was not outstanding in the workshop and his technical level was average, so how could it be his turn?

"These twelve masters will follow me to the repair workshop immediately."

After Yang Xingzhai announced the list, he turned around and left the workshop.

Chen Xingyi followed him out of the workshop, still feeling dazed.

Are white buns really falling from the sky in this capital city?
When Chen Xingyi entered the maintenance workshop and saw a familiar figure, he finally understood.

I saw Li Aiguo pointing at the drawings with two engineers in Zhongshan suits.

Chen Xingyi knew the two engineers, who were the chief engineers in the factory responsible for improving locomotives.

Li Aiguo pointed at the drawings, and the two chief engineers nodded frequently and raised some questions from time to time.

Every time Li Aiguo would explain it clearly to them in concise language.

Next to them were a few engineers wearing bamboo safety helmets. Just looking at their aura, one could tell they were not ordinary people.

This scene shocked Chen Xingyi so much that a magnitude nine earthquake occurred in his pupils.

Although he had long known that his brother-in-law was not a simple person.

But I never thought that this brother-in-law could chat and laugh with these chief engineers.

He also understood why Director Yang had specifically asked him to participate in this mission.

"Old comrade, design this component according to the drawing. Don't make any mistakes." Li Aiguo reminded him again and again.

The engineer nodded heavily: "Driver Li, don't worry."

He checked the drawings twice, then waved his hand and called Yang Xingzhai over.

"Xiao Yang, come here, I'll explain it to you."

While the engineers were assigning tasks, Li Aiguo also saw Chen Xingyi in the crowd and nodded at him with a smile.

Chen Xingyi was startled and replied mechanically.

Although this scene was not conspicuous, it attracted the attention of many people.

Director Zhang, who is in charge of logistics, narrowed his eyes, looked at his assistant and asked, "What is the relationship between this young worker in our factory and driver Li?" "It's not clear yet, I'll check it right away." The assistant nodded.

When Chen Xingyi saw the leaders looking at him with puzzled eyes, he finally understood Li Aiguo's intention.

Maybe if Li Aiguo just nodded slightly, he would not be deliberately targeted in the locomotive factory in the future.

Li Aiguo has always believed in promoting people based on their personal relationships.

Chen Xingyi is Chen Xueru's second brother. If he can help without violating the rules, he will naturally help.

No matter what era it is, being alone never ends well.

The modification of the locomotive was in charge of Deputy Chief Engineer Wang and Engineer Dong, and Li Aiguo was just a consultant.

So the work is very relaxing.

The Changxindian Motorcycle Factory is only about 40 miles away from the urban area of ​​Beijing. If you ride a motorcycle at the speed of a hot wheel, you can return to Beijing in less than an hour.

Although the speed is fast, it is a bit tiring.

When Li Aiguo saw the road sign of Nantongluo Lane, he came up with the idea of ​​installing electric wheels on his bicycle.

But after thinking about it carefully, I gave up.

The entire improvement work only takes a week, so there is no need to waste that money.

I pushed my bicycle into the courtyard, but before I reached the door of my house, I heard a voice behind me.

"Brother Aiguo, the electric sewing machine has been modified. I'll move it over to you."

Liang Ladi was seen standing at the door, waving at him excitedly.

"Really? Wait a minute, I'll move it myself."

Electric sewing machines are equipped with electric motors and other accessories, and the brackets of sewing machines are all made of steel these days, so they weigh more than 200 kilograms.

Li Aiguo parked his bicycle at the door of his house and turned to go to the door of Wang Gangzhu's house.

"Brother Gangzhu, are you home?"

Wang Gangzhu walked out holding a plate of pig intestines, slurping them.

"Patriotic brother, want a bite?"

"."

Li Aiguo felt that this guy did it on purpose.

Even though I know he can't handle this stuff, I still treat it with such enthusiasm every time.

It seemed as if I would be letting him down if I didn't try it.

"No, eat quickly and help me move something later."

suck
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Gangzhu puffed up his cheeks and sucked the plate of pig intestines into his mouth as if he was eating noodles.

But pig intestines are not noodles after all, and Wang Gangzhu almost choked.

But he was experienced, so he raised his head slightly and grabbed his neck with both hands.

grunt.

He actually swallowed the pig's large intestine.

Li Aiguo couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Wow, if this happened in the future, he could become an internet celebrity food streamer with millions of fans just by doing this.

After wiping his mouth with his big palm and burping, Wang Gangzhu asked, "Where is the thing?"

Li Aiguo: "."

No matter what era, people like strange things.

By the time Li Aiguo moved the electric sewing machine back home, many people had gathered inside and outside the house to watch the fun.

Those old ladies and young wives were very interested in sewing machines that could sew clothes automatically.

Even Yu Li, the girl Yan Jiecheng was dating recently, joined the crowd.

This was the first time Li Aiguo met Yu Li.

Compared with the original novel, Yu Li is seven or eight years younger. She wears a coarse shirt and has a tall figure. She looks like a flower bud that is about to bloom.

Yu Li looked at the sewing machine curiously.

"Yan Jiecheng, other people use electricity to drive their sewing machines to save energy, but your family uses physical strength to grind the electric wheel to generate electricity. It seems like your idea is completely opposite."

Yan Jiecheng smiled awkwardly: "Now the streets are advocating thrift and not wasting electricity. Our family is also responding to the call from the streets."

"Really?" Yu Li sighed and didn't say anything else.

She spent some time with Yan Jiecheng and thought he was a nice guy, except that he was too stingy.

Yu Li felt that they should reconsider their relationship carefully.

Yan Jiecheng, however, knew nothing about it and was even happy about getting the upper hand.

Chen Xueru just came back from get off work at this time and was also shocked to see so many people gathered around.

When Chen Xueru saw that the electric sewing machine had been modified, she immediately became interested.

"Brother Aiguo, let's try it quickly." She hung the canvas bag on the clothes hanger and sat in front of the sewing machine without even bothering to wash up.

He Yushui brought a pair of torn trousers and placed them on the sewing machine board.

The trouser legs were torn from the bottom to the knees.

"Sister-in-law, these are the pants I just tore. They are still fresh."

He Yushui's face was covered in mud and his hair was messy. There was no doubt that he had just been having fun with his bunch of friends.

The child would raise his head with a flushed little face, as if he was proud of being able to help.

"Girl, when you grow up, you have to be well-mannered."

Chen Xueru rubbed He Yushui's hair lovingly and took the pants.

He picked up the scissors, cut a piece of cloth, marked it, and then placed it under the needle.

"Brother Aiguo, what should we do next?"

"See that red button? Press it."

"pat"

The finger pressed lightly on the button.

Something magic happened.

There was a roaring sound from the sewing machine.

The motor in the sewing machine rotates rapidly under the drive of electric current, driving the pulley, and finally the needle moves up and down rapidly.

It was Chen Xueru’s first time using an electric sewing machine, so she was inevitably a little flustered at first.

However, she quickly remembered Li Aiguo's fifteen-word tip for using a sewing machine: "Never put your fingers under the needle."

Chen Xueru took a deep breath and quickly calmed down.

She adjusted the sewing machine's thread bar and control panel to ensure that the thread bar position matched the effective needle thread.

Unhurriedly move the pants from left to right on the board.

呲呲呲.

Accompanied by the sound of the needle rubbing in and out of the pants, a pair of torn pants was sewn in almost five seconds.

hiss.
Hiss
Hiss hiss.
There was a sound of gasps in the house, and the air temperature rose a lot. Our Li Aiguo made another contribution to the warming of the air.

Second Aunt has been sewing clothes for most of her life.

It takes me more than two hours to sew clothes every time, and I am so tired that my back and waist ache. This is the first time I have seen such a convenient and fast way of sewing clothes.

"Oh my goodness, I don't even have to pedal the sewing machine anymore, it actually turns on its own. This thing is great."

The bunch of old ladies and young wives also nodded in agreement.

"With this electric sewing machine, we don't have to worry about having too many torn clothes at home."

They were just discussing that two residents in the neighboring compound who were better off and had sewing machines at home had already sold their house.

The young wife of the Liu family came forward.

Looking at Liang Ladi with a smile, he said, "Master Liang, I didn't expect your craftsmanship is so good. The sewing machine you modified is really easy to use.

I have a sewing machine at home, how about you help me modify it? "

Liang Ladi hesitated for a moment and said, "It's expensive to modify a sewing machine, and a lot of materials need to be purchased."

"That's easy. My family is not short of money!" The young wife of the Liu family said generously, puffing out her chest.

That's true. There are five people in the Liu family, three of whom are level five workers and two work in the supply and marketing cooperative.

The total monthly salary of the whole family is two hundred yuan.

They really are not short of money.

Liang Ladi didn't expect that someone would be willing to spend money to modify the electric sewing machine. She smiled and said, "Wait a minute, this electric sewing machine was designed by driver Li, I have to get his consent."

There is no such thing as patents these days.

Liang Ladi still felt that borrowing Li Aiguo's plan now seemed a bit like stealing.

She invited Li Aiguo to sit under the big tree outside the door and told him the entrustment from the young wife of the Liu family.

"This is a good thing. You have modified the electric sewing machine and put in some labor, so you can receive a certain amount of labor remuneration." Li Aiguo reminded.

When Liang Ladi heard this, her eyes lit up instantly.

She and Nan Yi are both workers and receive a salary every month.

But the couple had five children and needed to support both sets of parents, so life was quite difficult.

If I could make some money by modifying electric sewing machines, my life would be a little better.

"Thank you, Driver Li." Liang Ladi understood that this was a pair of chopsticks that Li Aiguo gave her for eating, and she said gratefully.

"I can get most of the materials in the workshop, and the rest can be found in Wang Dagui's scrap shop. The only thing missing is the [wire reel]."

Liang Ladi thought about it and looked at Li Aiguo embarrassedly: "Driver Li, could you please sell me a [wire reel]? I'll pay for it."

During the modification process, Liang Ladi also wanted to disassemble the [cable reel].

As a result, Li Aiguo used an anti-dismantling iron box, so she still doesn't understand the structure and principle of the [cable reel] until now.

"That's easy. It's very late now. Come to my house tomorrow at noon." Li Aiguo agreed immediately.

Liang Ladi found a good way to make money.

After returning home, Nan Yi was playing with a few children. Seeing that she was very excited, he smiled and asked, "Ladi, what's so happy about?"

"Didn't I help Aiguo rebuild a sewing machine a while ago? Now someone wants me to rebuild another one in the same way. I calculated that in addition to the raw materials and the purchase of the [thread reel], I can still earn three dollars!"

"Three Dollars, my wife, you've made it big!" Nan Yi was so excited that he almost jumped up.

But he immediately realized his gaffe.

He quickly asked Ermao to close the door and asked in a low voice, "Wife, will this be criticized? You made money from it, right?"

"No. I'm just providing labor, just like Liu Haizhu who repairs bicycles at the corner of the street." Liang Ladi felt that Nan Yi was being a little too suspicious.

Although speculation and profiteering are being cracked down on these days, it is not a one-size-fits-all approach.

It is not considered wrong to earn money through labor in trades such as scrap collection, carpentry, etc.

Nan Yi finally felt relieved after hearing this.

He gritted his teeth and said, "We have a big happy event today. We saved a pound of mutton from last time and stewed it with the children."

When Da Mao, Er Mao, San Mao and Xiu'er heard that they were going to have meat, they all cheered excitedly.

(End of this chapter)