Meng Fanze called Luo Xiangfei to explain the borrowing of Feng Xiaochen. Luo Xiangfei complained for a long time on the phone and finally agreed reluctantly. At the same time, he also left a living opportunity, that is, Feng Xiaochen could only be considered to be borrowed to the Ministry of Coal. When something happened to the Metallurgical Bureau, he still had to go back, especially regarding the Nanjiang Steel Plant's work to introduce a 1780mm hot rolling mill, which was necessary for Feng Xiaochen to participate.

"I understand, understand." Meng Fanze said, "I said, Xiao Luo, your courage is not as good as Leng Bingguo. Such a talent is just a translator in your hands. Leng Bingguo gave him a deputy director without saying a word. Can you compare it?"

Luo Xiangfei smiled and said, "Minister Meng, you are just a difficult task for me. Director Leng is the head of a factory, and he will say it. After all, I am just a deputy director. There are directors, secretarys, and collective leaders in the team. I don't have the final say."

"Little Luo, I'll reveal you something, you have to thank me." Meng Fanze said in a mysterious tone, "I had a meeting with your senior director last time, and he said that the Economic Commission is going to put aside the burden on you. He asked for my opinion and I voted for you."

"That's so thankful to Minister Meng." Luo Xiangfei said repeatedly. He also heard some news about the possible promotion, and he also knew that Meng Fanze had spoken to him. Meng Fanze told this matter at this time, probably to block his mouth and make it inconvenient for him to attack Feng Xiaochen. I recommend you to be the director. Can you lend me a temporary worker and pay it back?

Feng Xiaochen did not expect that he went out with four steamed buns in a daze, and when he turned around, he got a piece of official clothes as the deputy director of the production department. He was unaware of this position and was calm and calm when he got it.

The positions in the enterprise are not exactly the same as those in state organs. They are also at the deputy division level, and the deputy division level in the enterprise is not as good as those in the department level. For Leng Bingguo, he is a bureau-level cadre in name, but he still has to keep a little low-key in front of Luo Xiangfei, who is at the deputy bureau-level. This is equivalent to the difference between military officers and civil servants in the Ming Dynasty. Military officers of the sixth rank were also unsatisfied in front of the seventh rank magistrate. It is precisely because of this that the Leng Bing Congress gave Feng Xiaochen the position of deputy director so generously.

Feng Xiaochen does not take the position of deputy director seriously, but Wu Ximin cannot think so. The procurement station in Beijing is the dispatching agency of the factory's material department. Wu Ximin is just a section-level cadre. Feng Xiaochen, the deputy director, belongs to the superior leader in front of him. Wu Ximin is quite jealous of Feng Xiaochen's rocket-style promotion, but he also knows that this is not something he can expect or be jealous. It is not Leng Bingguo who promoted Feng Xiaochen, but Meng Fanze. This young man can be favored by the minister, so what is it that he is a deputy director? There are many adventures in the world, can he be jealous? He should just serve him obediently.

"Director Feng, do you think you want to stop there? Do you have anything to buy?"

Xing Bencai drove the car and took Feng Xiaochen back to the Metallurgical Bureau compound to get his clothes and other daily necessities, and asked carefully.

"Master Xing, you should call me Xiao Feng. If the director is not the director, isn't it just Director Leng's casual words? I really don't regard myself as the director." Feng Xiaochen said with a smile.

Xing Bencai also smiled. Along the way in the morning, he and Feng Xiaochen had already formed friendships, and knew that Feng Xiaochen was an easy-going person and had no airs. He said, "The director is the director. People who can be valued by Minister Meng must be capable. They are more than enough to be a director. I, Xiao Xing, are not very good at speaking, but I am just convinced and capable. You know, we are the director of the factory. In fact, he is not very educated, and he seems to be a high-class culture. Back then, because of his flexible mind and dare to think and do, he was attracted by Minister Meng. He has been promoted all the way. Now he is a factory director. In our industry, no one dares to gossip."

"So there is this story." Feng Xiaochen understood a little. Since Leng Bingguo promoted him like this, there was no doubt about him promoting Feng Xiaochen. He was about to ask something else, but from the corner of his eyes he glanced at the side of the road inadvertently, and he couldn't help but subconsciously shouted: "Stop!"

Xing Bencai was stunned, stepped on the brakes and parked the car on the side of the road. Feng Xiaochen said, "Please wait for me for a while," then opened the car door and got out of the car, and ran to a bus stop behind.

Xing was a man with a wink. Seeing this, he slowly turned the bus backwards and approached the bus station so that Feng Xiaochen could walk a few steps when he came back. In a short while, he saw Feng Xiaochen leading his family of three from the bus station to the jeep. The child was about six or seven years old and was held by an adult, looking a little depressed.

"Master Xing, this is Director Wang of our unit and my eldest brother. This is Director Wang's lover and child. They took the child to the city to see a doctor. The child was sick. I want them to take our car back together. Is it appropriate for you to see?" Feng Xiaochen asked Xing Bencai through the car window.

"Of course!" Xing Bencai quickly got out of the car, trotted for two steps, and came to Feng Xiaochen and Wang Weilong. While he opened the door of the rear row and asked Wang Weilong's family of three to get in the car, he said politely: "Director Wang, it's my first meeting. Sorry, please get in the car quickly. The child is motion sickness, right? It doesn't matter, I'll drive slowly later."

"Oh, Master Xing, that's so troubled you." Wang Weilong said gratefully. He was a middle-level cadre in the original factory, and it was very convenient to ask for a car when he went out, but when he arrived in Beijing, the phoenix with hair was not as good as a chicken. He heard Feng Xiaochen say that this was the car of Lin Bei Heavy Machinery's Beijing Office, and knew that the driver of the Beijing Office also had a high vision and would not take him as the deputy director of the foreign unit seriously. He was already in love with someone who could allow the three of them to take a ride. Unexpectedly, the other party would run down to open the door for them. This was a very shameful thing.

"Director Wang, look at what you said. You are Director Feng's elder brother, that's my leader. Isn't this all right?" Xing Bencai obediently returned the favor to Feng Xiaochen.

"Director Feng?" Wang Weilong turned his head and looked at Feng Xiaochen with a suspicious look on his face. No matter how rich his imagination was, he would never have thought that Feng Xiaochen would get the title of deputy director. He thought more: Mom, this bold and arrogant Xiao Feng could not have pretended to be the director in another unit and tricked him into taking a car, right?

Feng Xiaochen smiled and interrupted: "Oh, Master Xing is joking. I don't look like a director."

Xing Bencai explained seriously: "Director Wang, you may not know that Director Feng was appointed by our Director Leng just now, as the deputy director of the production department of our factory. Minister Meng and Chief Engineer Chang from the Coal Research Institute were both present at that time."

Deputy Director of the Production Department of Linbei Heavy Machinery!

Wang Weilong only felt that this world was too fantastic. Lin Bei Heavy Machinery and Wang Weilong were originally located in Luoqiu Metallurgical Machinery Factory in Central Plains Province, which was the same level unit. Wang Weilong was a genuine college student and had been in Luoye for more than ten years. Only because of some technical skills, he was promoted to serve as deputy director of the Technical Department. Feng Xiaochen had not grown up, and he was still a junior high school education, and he actually became deputy director. What's that?

If this driver Xing is talking nonsense, it doesn’t seem to look like him. Judging from his respectful look to Feng Xiaochen, it is obviously not pretending. The drivers in the company all have a hint of a hint. If Feng Xiaochen doesn’t have a single official position, why should he accompany Feng Xiaochen to act?

"Brother Wang, get in the car first, let's talk on the way." Feng Xiaochen greeted, pushed Wang Weilong into the car, and he also got into the co-pilot.

Xing Bencai started the car, and as he said, driving a little slower. Wang Weilong's child Wang Wenjun was originally a little motion sick, but now he got into a jeep and slowly became active. He touched here and looked there, and from time to time he pointed to the buildings outside the window and whispered at his mother, making Xue Li and Wang Weilong's heavy faces relaxed.

"Brother Wang, have you been to the doctor? How about it?" Feng Xiaochen turned back from the front row and asked Wang Weilong.

Wang Weilong said: "I have seen it. The doctor said that the vocal cords were affected a little and needed to adjust it, that is, use a device to dial it. I have already dialed it once today, and I have to go there again a few days. It is estimated that it will be two or three times."

"Oh, that's good." Feng Xiaochen said.

"Oh, it's just too far away. From the Metallurgical Bureau to Tongren Hospital, I have to change the bus three times. The bus was crowded in the morning and the bus was driving very hard. Wen Jun fainted when he was a child, and he vomited when he got off the bus today." Xue Li said with heartache.

Feng Xiaochen blurted out: "Why don't you find a place to stay next to the hospital?"

"Where is there a place!" Wang Weilong sighed.

"Living..." Feng Xiaochen was about to stay in a hotel, but suddenly realized that it was not a future generation. The cost of staying in a hotel was unbearable for families back then. The large-scale shops in the hotel were naturally relatively cheap, but the Wang family and a sick child were still with them. How could they squeeze into the large-scale shops? But if you want to open a single room, it would cost more than one yuan a day, and with the expense of eating outside, ordinary working families would not be willing to spend such a thing.

Thinking of this, Feng Xiaochen's mind flashed and an idea popped up. He turned around and asked Xing Bencai: "Master Xing, do you have a room at the procurement station? Is it a single room or a living with someone else?"

"I'm a single room." Xing Bencai said. He understood Feng Xiaochen's meaning and reminded: "There are quite a lot of empty rooms in the procurement station. If Director Feng wants Director Wang to stay there for a few days and tell Director Wu, he should agree."
Chapter completed!