Siheyuan: Qin Huairu relies on me

Everyone talked for a long time, and when they saw Zhao Xiyan didn't say anything, they immediately quieted down.

"I did introduce jobs to you, but the number of places is limited, so we use a points system."

Zhao Xiyan pointed to the notebook in Li Jing's hand and said, "You help the street office to haul coal to the residents' homes, and one point is counted for every mile... The top three in the points list will be recommended for jobs by our street office."

"As for the others, each person will be given 10 cents... This is the only chance, and I hope everyone will cherish it."

"Handle coal?"

Everyone was slightly stunned, and then hesitated.

Handling coal is hard work, and it's a points system. It doesn't seem to be very cost-effective for so many people to compete for three places.

While everyone was hesitating, several girls had rolled up their sleeves and started to shovel coal on the coal pile.

"Write down the names of these girls and count one more point..." Zhao Xiyan laughed.

"Fuck."

Everyone was shocked and hurried forward.

"Wait a minute."

Zhao Xiyan stopped them, "Good coal and ordinary coal... shovel half and half, you are not allowed to take all good coal, nor are you allowed to take all bad coal. If you find out, your points will be reset to zero. Now you can start."

"Which yard are you going to? Tell me quickly..."

Li Jing immediately led people to count.

"I'll go to No. 32."

"I'll go to No. 95."

"I'll go to No. 62."

...

Everyone started to report the yard number.

Anyway, it's just a day's work. If you really can't get a quota, you still get a dime, right?

Zhao Xiyan looked at the young people who were working hard and waved to Li Jing.

"Director..."

"Prepare tea for them, and add a lunch, and they will be full." Zhao Xiyan said with a smile.

"Yes."

Li Jing responded and started to prepare immediately.

Zhao Xiyan moved a stool and watched everyone digging coal with a smile.

Not far away.

The window of a black GAZ-50 slowly rolled down, and a handsome middle-aged man sat in the back seat.

"This guy has a way..."

"Who made us have so many poor households in Nanluoguxiang?" Director Zhang said helplessly, "When we have more people, those lonely elderly people will have to live with coal."

"Life will get better slowly."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Go down, I have a meeting to attend... Come back for dinner in the evening."

"Okay."

Director Zhang nodded, got out of the car, and walked towards the street office.

"Oh, the director is here..."

Zhao Xiyan said happily, "You sit down, I'm going back."

"Go to hell."

Director Zhang laughed and scolded, "You promised me that you would preside over the distribution of coal..."

"Isn't this already arranged?" Zhao Xiyan said in surprise.

"Then you have to finish the work." Director Zhang pouted, "I don't understand the rules you set... If I make a mistake, these people will eat me up."

"Okay."

Zhao Xiyan sat back helplessly.

Director Zhang sighed and sat next to him.

"What happened again?"

"What else could it be?"

Director Zhang said helplessly, "It's going to be winter soon, and those poor households and the elderly may not be able to survive..."

"If you don't have money, ask the higher authorities for it, what's the problem?" Zhao Xiyan pouted.

"Go to hell, do you think the higher-ups are the God of Wealth? They'll give you as much as you want?" Director Zhang rolled his eyes, "Do you know how many poor families there are in Beijing? They all rely on the funding from the higher-ups... they'll go bankrupt."

"Then just be self-reliant."

Zhao Xiyan pouted, "Wouldn't it be enough for our street office to run a self-operated factory?"

"What?"

Director Zhang was shocked, "What self-operated factory are you talking about? Tell me in detail..."

"You go apply for the qualification of a factory, and the women in our street will run it, such as raising chickens, ducks, and pigs... As long as you have a place, those women will have nothing to do anyway." Zhao Xiyan lit a cigarette, "We sell these things directly to the supply and marketing cooperatives..."

"What if the supply and marketing cooperatives don't want it?" Director Zhang said anxiously.

"No? If you don't want it, I'll go find factories around to sell it to, okay? If the factories around don't want it, I'll pay it as wages, okay?" Zhao Xiyan laughed and scolded, "We don't have money... We use eggs as wages, according to the market price, if we pay a few more, those old women will have to build a longevity monument for you."

"Go to hell."

Director Zhang laughed and scolded, then said with a bitter face, "Raising chickens and ducks these days is not as simple as you say... Those chickens and ducks, if you don't do it well, you will lose money."

"Oh."

Zhao Xiyan sighed, "Does our city have an agricultural university? Let them come to help guide feeding... and by the way, we can also drawGive them a place to experiment, and turn the farm into a 'cooperative unit', isn't that enough? "

"Good idea."

Director Zhang slapped Zhao Xiyan's shoulder hard, making him grimace in pain.

"If you are a little less of a human being, you can actually save the capital."

"What do you mean?"

Director Zhang widened his eyes.

"It's very simple."

Zhao Xiyan said leisurely, "First, you go get a place, and then hang up the four big words 'poverty alleviation unit'... Then go to the Agricultural University to beg for alms. Piglets may not be good, but getting some chickens and ducks is not a problem."

"First, recruit the poorest group of people, and don't mention wages or anything like that, just take care of their meals, and let the group of students from the Agricultural College guide them to feed the chickens and ducks well, and the chickens lay eggs, and the eggs lay chickens... Isn't that enough?"

"Hiss. "

Director Zhang took a breath.

"As for the feed, you can go to the winery... they have distiller's grains, and then you can coax those students to help you turn the distiller's grains into perfect feed. It's not appropriate to say coaxing, it should be said that you can do it as a subject."

Zhao Xiyan chuckled, "Wait until they start working, and then send a letter of praise to praise their research results. They will probably work hard for you..."

...

Director Zhang was stunned.

If this guy were in the old society, he would probably be a capitalist.

"What are you looking at me for?" Zhao Xiyan scolded with a smile.

"Xiao Zhao, let's go... my girl takes office today, let's go see her."

Director Zhang reached out and pulled him up, and walked towards his car.

"Don't make trouble, I'll get the marriage certificate tomorrow..." Zhao Xiyan said helplessly.

"Ah?"

Director Zhang's tone rose eight degrees, "Who are you with? Qin Huairu? You don't know, her family..."

"Zhang Youyi. ”

When the name Zhao Xiyan came out, Director Zhang was stunned at first, and then he became furious.

"What do you mean, Zhao Xiyan? Do you think my girl is not worthy of you? I told you, and you still use this trick?"

She became more and more angry, and stretched out her hand to pinch Zhao Xiyan's ear.

"Don't worry, it hurts..."

"It hurts you to death, my girl is beautiful and has a good job, you..."

Director Zhang was halfway through his words when a shout suddenly came from behind him.

"Mom."

"Mom?"

Zhao Xiyan turned his head and met the eyes of a girl in an old military uniform.

"It's you..."

The two spoke at the same time, which made Director Zhang unable to do it.