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Chapter 873 Gift Giving (First update, please subscribe)
Although in the past few years, with the increasing popularity of cars, it has long since changed from a status symbol for the rich to a means of transportation for ordinary people and a necessity for many families. However, Chang'an Metro still plays an extremely important role. The well-connected subway network still makes many people choose the subway as their main means of travel.

This is the case with Feng Dingkang. Although he has a high income as a military engineer, he does not like driving and usually chooses to commute by subway.

The carriage of Line 6 was empty after eight o'clock in the evening. Sitting in the carriage, Feng Dingkang was still thinking about the technical issues of the unmanned reconnaissance aircraft.

"We need to improve the clarity of television cameras. Only in this way can we better conduct real-time reconnaissance..."

Just then, the subway arrived at the station and some passengers were getting on and off the subway, when suddenly someone shouted.

"Dingkang, Feng Dingkang, yes, it's really Feng Dingkang."

When he looked up, Feng Dingkang saw an old classmate whom he hadn't seen for many years.

"Peggy! Zhao Peiqi! You, you are also in Nanyang? When did you come?"

The series of questions made Zhao Peiqi laugh.

"I came here five years ago. I boarded a ship from Guangzhou. I was in Dongning before and was transferred to Chang'an last month."

"No wonder I didn't see you at the alumni meeting. We have classmates in Dongning."

"Yes, Lin Jie, Xu Zhiyang, Zhang Feihu..."

Hearing several familiar names, Feng Dingkang said with some excitement.

"I must go meet them if I have the chance in the future. It's not easy to meet old classmates in Nanyang. By the way, you..."

The happiest thing is to meet old friends in a foreign land. Although they have now regarded Nanyang as their home, it is indeed a very happy thing to meet old friends here.

Feng Dingkang asked, looking at his old classmate's attire, which was typical of a clerk.

"Where are you working now?"

Zhao Peiqi replied.

"I'm at the Ministry of International Trade and Industry. I just visited several companies."

"Ah, the Ministry of International Trade and Industry, that's great!"

This is not a compliment. The Ministry of International Trade and Industry is known as the industrial brain of Nanyang and the secret of Nanyang's economic rise.

Those who can work in the Ministry of International Trade and Industry are definitely top elites.

"What about you? I remember that you were a graduate student in Nanyang thirty-six years ago. Where are you now?"

"Doing technical research in the laboratory..."

"Oh, that's an engineer, that's great!"

The rumbling sound of the subway temporarily interrupted their conversation, but the two were in high spirits. When the tram slowed down and was about to enter the station, Feng Dingkang took the initiative to invite his old classmates to go to the restaurant for a small gathering.

When old classmates met in a foreign land, they would have a drink or two. They talked about the past and their life in Southeast Asia over the years, and they seemed very excited. They said goodbye to each other until they were both drunk and agreed to meet next time.

By the time they were almost home, Zhao Peiqi had become much more sober.

I looked at my watch under the streetlight and it was already 10:30 in the evening. Unlike employees in companies who could not work overtime until 8 o'clock in the evening, the working hours of the Ministry of Trade and Industry were different.

For Zhao Peiqi, he usually goes home at this time. It is very rare for him to get off work at around eight o'clock like today. Because he was visiting enterprises, he naturally went home when the enterprises got off work.

When I got home, it was already late at night and everyone was asleep. Only the occasional sound of televisions and radios, people talking, and washing dishes could be heard from the houses. Although it was late at night, people were still awake and enjoying the family time.

Although a little drunk, Zhao Peiqi was still thinking about the work in the ministry, and the conversation in the room of the Heavy Industry Bureau echoed in his ears again.

What are these people discussing now?
The Heavy Industry Bureau is the most powerful bureau in the headquarters, and its business covers a wide range of machinery and equipment, from steel, ships, airplanes, and automobiles to cameras, radios, etc.

It even has to take care of everything from bicycle production to bicycle racing, so it can definitely be called a huge affairs bureau.

Now the Bureau of Heavy Industry is making every effort to solve the problem of stabilizing steel prices.

At present, due to excessive competition, steel enterprises in various countries around the world are continuously dumping and reducing prices. The prices of some varieties have even fallen to half of the highest prices in the past. Steel is the food of the industrial world. If the price is unstable, it will inevitably cause chaos in the entire industrial world. We must find a way to stabilize the market. Of course, relying solely on Nanyang will not stabilize the steel price. The current fluctuations in steel prices are affected by international steel prices. However, price stabilization measures must be implemented. The policy debates on what direction to develop in the future, what policies to adopt, and what goals to set will inevitably become increasingly fierce and white-hot.

Policies are something that can never be perfect no matter how hard you try, and there is no policy that satisfies everyone. One kind of discussion will inevitably lead to another kind of discussion, and there will definitely be people who are satisfied and some who are not. This is also inevitable.

The Bureau of Heavy Industry must still be discussing this matter!
When Zhao Peiqi thought of this incident, he felt very uncomfortable and even felt left out because he was not involved in the policy debate. As an administrative officer, being outside the decision-making process was undoubtedly very dangerous.

Zhao Peiqi's home is in a civil servants' apartment - many new civil servants live in such apartments. In fact, the environment is not much better than ordinary apartments. The only advantage is that there is no need to wait to move in. Basically, on the first day of reporting for work, housing will be allocated and the keys will be given. That's the little convenience.

His residence is on the third floor of a four-story building without an elevator, with an area of ​​more than 20 square meters. Of course, this does not include the balcony of more than square meters. This may be the biggest difference between civil servants' apartments and ordinary apartments - the area is large enough.

They can live here as long as they want. But like everyone else, Zhao Peiqi has applied for public housing. After all, no one wants to live in an apartment when there is a single-family house.

In recent years, due to the sharp decline in immigration, the construction of public housing has slowed down, which has even dragged down Nanyang's economy. Although Nanyang does not have an ordinary real estate industry, it does not mean that there is no real estate industry in the economy.

So, for now, he can only continue to wait in line.

As soon as the door opened, his wife Zhang Yunqing said with an excited expression:
"You're back! That's great! The Generalissimo's wife..."

Zhao Peiqi was stunned by his wife's words. He stood at the door in surprise and asked:
"What happened to her?"

"No, it's the wife of the chief minister who's here."

"Are you here? Are you here?"

"Yes, it was around three o'clock. He said he had something to do nearby and came by. I was so shocked that I didn't know what to say..."

This was also unexpected for Zhao Peiqi. After all, he was just an administrative officer in the department. Above him were deputy directors and directors, and he was still far from being the director general.

"What is she doing here?"
"It is said that you have been transferred from Dongning to Chang'an, so you can come to my house to say hello."

When Zhang Yunqing said this, she even looked at her husband. She was able to get the wife of the general manager to come to visit and greet her!
It’s simply unbelievable!
But she's the chief minister's wife.

A real big shot, the kind that can be in the newspapers!

Zhao Peiqi ignored his wife's surprise. In fact, he himself was also extremely surprised.

"Greetings? Come to our house?"

Since when did the Chief Minister's wife need to greet an ordinary official like him?

If they want to greet someone, they should go to the door to pay a visit. But... are they qualified to do so?
"Well, she said that the director is a very good person, but he is too harsh. He likes to order people around and scold them. She said that when you come to the department, you need to be more tolerant."

Zhao Peiqi felt a little emotional when hearing his wife's words. He had heard of this kind of thing from others, but he did not expect that even the wife of him, an administrative officer who had just been transferred from Dongning, would make a special visit.

"She said that your transfer order was issued by the chief himself. He thought you were doing an excellent job in Dongning and was very happy. If there was a chance, she would invite you to her home for a drink... But because there are too many things to do in the department, we rarely have time to drink and chat together, so she invited you to drink at home to show her appreciation. She brought some, including a bottle of Fenjiu, which is imported from Tangshan, and a fruit basket, which is still placed by the door."

According to the wife, after the Generalissimo’s wife said this, she chatted briefly for a few minutes and then left.

“It’s not easy!”

Looking at the gifts by the door, Zhao Peiqi held her head with both hands and said.

Zhang Yunqing also echoed:
"I also feel it's hard to handle. How can a chief executive give gifts to his subordinates?"

This is something unexpected. From ancient times to the present, has it ever been the case that a boss gives gifts to his subordinates?

"It's not this reason, I know, it's... it's..."

He was impressed by the director's kindness in sending his wife to visit his subordinates.

Looking at the fruit basket sent by his wife and the bottle of Fenjiu produced in his hometown of Shanxi, Zhao Peiqi thought.

Now I can only work very hard! Otherwise, how can I repay the general manager's kindness?

(End of this chapter)