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Chapter 11 Climbing the Ladder

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Zhou Tianfen hung up the phone heavily, then sat on the sofa and watched TV soullessly.

As he watched, he started to shed tears, huffing his nose and inhaling sharply, "How could I be so angry with you?"

"You were deficient in calcium when you were a child. You were noisy at night, so I took you out to watch the moon!"

"It lasts for hours!"

“The quarrel lasted for months!”

"You've been annoying people since you were a kid!"

"I'll make you bigger with shit and piss, then you'll be angry with me!"

When he got angry, he put his thumb between his index and middle fingers and made a fist. He gave Wang Yu two hard blows on the back, "I'll beat you to death, you heartless thing."

Wang Jianyao clicked his tongue and said: "Son, it's time for such an old man to be sensible..."

"Shut up!" Zhou Tianfen turned around and shouted, "And you, Wang Jianyao, and He Xini, let me tell you, if you team up with this bastard to lie to me in the future, you and I will be like this TV..."

"Chinese Divorce" is currently being aired on TV.

Wang Jianyao smiled bitterly, "No, no!"

Wang Yu also hugged Zhou Tianfen, "Mom, don't be angry, I'm not kidding you. I will get you a director in a few days, just wait!"

"Go away!" Zhou Tianfen pushed Wang Yu away angrily, "Being the director, I think you are a piece of shit!"

Huh? Could it be that my mother is the first one to be slapped in the face? Wang Yu muttered in his heart.

In fact, Wang Yu can understand Zhou Tianfen's mood very well.

Before the restructuring two thousand years ago, it was also a flower in the old mining department of the Guohua Group.

Since he and Lao Wang both work, they chose to buy out one of them.

Zhou Tianfen thought that her son was getting older, and the compensation for a year's buyout was 4,600 yuan, and the buyout amounted to just over 100,000 yuan.

But just one year after the buyout, the workers' annual income suddenly increased from less than 20,000 yuan to 80,000 yuan.

At the end of 2003, the annual income of both my uncle and aunt was over 100,000 yuan.

Zhou Tianfen was very angry when she thought that she was still paying for social security.

Think about it again, the elder brother's son-in-law has already been promoted to "driller" in the front line, and the younger sister's son graduated from a technical school and now finds connections to get into the agency to drive for the boss.

Brother and sister, when it comes to their children's work, their inexplicable sense of superiority will always make Zhou Tianfen furious after returning home.

The reason why Wang Yu came back this time, if I remember correctly, was that his mother pretended to be sick and tricked him into coming back.

The difference is that in his previous life, Wang Yu lost his temper and bought a flight back to Binhai early the next morning.

But this time, he spread out the unpacked luggage and took out the clothes and put them neatly into the wardrobe.

Not leaving!

"Mom, are you going to have dinner with uncle and the others that weekend?"

Zhou Tianfen's face darkened, "What? You're not the dispatcher, why don't you let me celebrate this birthday?"

Well! Although my mother was very angry, her logic was sound.



Get up the next morning.

Wang Yu drowsily felt someone tugging on his ear, then punching his ear and shouting, "Dispatcher, get up!"

Look, isn’t this called right?

Arrive at the unit by car.

Only then did they realize that Lin Yao had already arrived, wiping the table and mopping the floor.

Open all the windows to let in some fresh air.

"Good morning, Master, did you sleep well last night?" Wang Yu just said hello to Lin Yao normally.

But Lin Yao's face turned red.

What do you mean? You blushed when you saw me early in the morning, and we weren’t watching the sunrise together. Why are you so nervous?

Lin Yao took out a mug from the drawer and handed it to Wang Yu, "I...I bought you a mug as a thank you for helping me out yesterday!"

Normally, Wang Yu would have just said thank you, but he took the cup and took a look, "Master, you want to return my favor with just one cup. You don't even know how much I have silently expressed my love!"

Lin Yao pursed her lips and looked at Wang Yu's rogue look. She was just introverted, not stupid.

This "shameless" apprentice just sits there and raises the price.

Lin Yao took out another glass jar filled with colorful fruit candies, "I bought this for you too!"

Wang Yu was stunned for a moment, "Why are you buying me candy?"

"Aren't you hypoglycemic and could faint at any time?" Lin Yao said seriously.

Wang Yu muttered: "Thank you for reminding me, otherwise I would have forgotten that I have hypoglycemia..."

Lin Yao:......

It seems like I was cheated yesterday.

But Wang Yu still accepted the gift and put it on the table as a decoration!

Glancing at Lin Yao, the obedient master quickly averted his eyes and began to work for the day.

This is a state-owned enterprise, no one cares about it, no one asks questions, it’s a free time. There is more time and freedom. Compared with private companies where people work overtime and suffer cardiac arrests at any time, this is really a nursing home.

But there is also a big problem: lack of money!

Of course, it is unlikely that you will become rich and powerful by working in this kind of company. The prerequisite for earning more is to take a temporary job.

It seems... a little difficult to increase income from a mediocre little dispatcher.

But it's not impossible. There are thick magazines and newspapers piled under the desk.

A copy of "Guo Hua Ren", a copy of "Jiang Yuan Digest", and a stack of "Southern Engineering News".

Wang Yu picked it up and flipped through it. The Guohua people were mostly about characters, some about small figures, and some about big leaders of the company.

Coupled with a posed photo, a person who regards the company as his home and makes selfless contributions is established.

Another book, "Jiangyuan Digest", mainly contains essays that express emotions based on what was seen and heard on the construction road, including people and events.

Next is the newspaper, which of course contains the big and small news about Guohua Southern Branch, such as where another big gas field was discovered.

It can be as small as the technical director of a certain scientific and technological unit taking the lead in setting up a skills innovation group or something like that.

Wang Yu asked, "Master, are there fees for submitting articles?"

"Yeah!" Lin Yao said without looking back, "Yes...but the quality and quantity of our company's submissions have not been improving. Last week, the Southern Branch held a meeting and it seemed that they were criticized!"

"Criticism? Why criticism?" Wang Yu asked curiously as he flipped through these articles that seemed like chewing wax.

Lin Yao said, "Because no one in our company submits articles."

"No one earns any royalties?" Wang Yu couldn't understand what these people were thinking. "Is the royalties too small?"

Lin Yao was stunned for a moment, "They... can be so tired that they can't stand up straight, but they don't like to write!"

Haha...it's really amazing.

Lin Yao added, "Whoever can complete the submission task each month will receive an extra 500 bonus per month."

Picking up money... As long as you have the skills... They are willing to give it a try, I'm really convinced.

"How many tasks are there in a month?" Wang Yu was already looking through the drawer to see if he could find letterhead paper.

Lin Yao said, "There are three press releases in a month, and the fee for each press release is 200."

"There are six articles in total for the magazine, and the Jiangyuan (Division) Company's fee for one article is two hundred."

"The number of magazines at the southern branch (bureau) level is four hundred."

Wang Yu counted on his fingers and found out that according to the highest standard, he would get an extra 3,500 yuan a month.

The salary is a mess, it’s only a little over 2,000, and the manuscript fee can be 3,500, but no one is willing?

Ha! Just a little money is the next best thing!

Wang Yu saw more than just this little money!

If the operation is done well, the submission frequency is high, and the selection pass rate is high, it will be much easier to enter the field of vision of Gangwon Company’s ideological, political, scientific and cultural propaganda office.

This is simply a ladder to the sky, why is no one willing to take it?

Just as Wang Yu was muttering, Zhou Yu came in nervously.
Chapter completed!
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