Halfway through the drink, Gong Weize, who was a little tipsy, began to intentionally lead the conversation.
"Bingkun, you have stayed in Yanjing, the capital, for two years. Is Yanjing much better than ours?"
"In terms of prosperity, Yanjing is indeed much more prosperous than our place, but my hometown is my hometown after all. No matter how good other cities are, they are not as good as my hometown in my heart."
"It's better for you. If you get admitted to university, you will have a bright future. But the same can't be said for the rest of us. We will be tied to a small place like Jichun for the rest of our lives."
As the capital of Jiangliao Province, Jichun City is actually not that small, but it is naturally far behind Yanjing in all aspects.
And it is undeniable that today's Jiangliao Province does have a large gap compared with other provincial capital cities.
Gong Wei sighed: "If nothing else, let's just talk about the economy of our Jichun City. There are already many state-owned factories that are in poor performance. If it were not for the support of the state, I am afraid that they would not be able to survive long ago. But even so,
There are also many workers who are idle at home now, so if they are not laid off, it is no different from being laid off."
It is still the 1980s, and the era of the working class is not over yet, but the signs of it can already be seen.
Nowadays, the efficiency of various factories has begun to decline to varying degrees. In the past, workers worked hard, but now, many people are just dawdling at work.
Although many people think it doesn't matter because they have a system, people with real foresight realize that the current situation is getting more and more wrong.
Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing both agreed very much with Gong Weize's words.
"Uncle Gong is right. Take our lumber factory as an example. The work now is not half as much as before. Going to work every day is just like playing."
Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing are about thirty years old, in the prime of life. Although everyone likes to rest, the problem is that they cannot always rest.
Because the price of having nothing to do is that not only does the salary not increase, but also you can't get it. When the time is good, you will get the salary once every two months, and when the time is bad, you will get the salary once every three or four months.
Everyone has to support their families in Hukou. Who can bear the salary being paid like this?
Zhou Chen didn't say anything. This is the tide of the times. It cannot be resisted by one person's strength, especially for a relatively backward place like Jichun. Most people still have hope, thinking that it is only a temporary predicament now and will get better in the future.
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Gong Weize blushed and said with some embarrassment: "Bingkun, I asked you to come here today. Actually, I want to ask you for help. You are a college student and you have lived in a place like Yanjing for two years.
, his vision is definitely much better than that of us country bumpkins."
"No, little Uncle Gong, you think highly of me too much."
Zhou Chen had already expected Gong Weize's request, so he was not surprised at all.
"You said, if I can help, I won't refuse."
Life is all about worldliness. For so many years in my hometown, people have come to ask for help. If they just want help and advice, it's not a big deal.
Although they had already moved out the optical tablets, Zhou Chen knew that his parents still thought about the optical tablets very much. Based on his understanding of the two elders, they would definitely want to return to the optical tablets for their retirement in the future.
In this way, it is also necessary to have good relations with neighbors.
Seeing Zhou Chen's agreement, Gong Weize said, "It's my nephew Gong Bin. You have watched him grow up, so you all know what he is like."
Gong Bin is the son of Gong Weize's eldest brother. When he was a child, he witnessed his father vomiting blood and died. He was so stimulated that he developed mental problems. He has been living with his uncle Gong Weize all these years.
"Before, he was scared by Uncle Xiong, which caused an accident in the soy sauce factory. The factory wanted to fire him. I went to Cao Debao and asked him for help, but it was of no use. In the end, Gong Bin was fired.
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"In the past two months, Gong Bin has been staying at home. He is fussy and timid all day long. I am worried that if this continues, his condition will become more serious. I want to find him a new job, but I
Now that I can't protect myself, how can I find a job for him?"
"Bingkun, I know you have the ability. You easily got a job in the publishing house back then, and you have been working there for so many years. You must know a lot of people. I was wondering if I could ask you to help me get Gong Bin to work in the publishing house.
Even if he is a temporary worker, as long as he is not allowed to stay at home, he will really have problems if he continues to stay at home."
Facing Gong Weize's expectant eyes, Zhou Chen sighed: "Uncle Gong, it's not that I don't want to help you with this matter. You also know that I have left the publishing house for more than two years. You must be better than me when it comes to cooling tea after leaving."
Understand, the most important thing is that my former immediate boss has now taken a back seat, and the work of the publishing house is a carrot and a pit. Even if I want to help, I don’t have the ability."
"That's it."
Gong Weize suddenly looked disappointed and sighed: "Actually, I just want to find something for Gong Bin to do. It doesn't matter whether I make more or less. He is my eldest brother's only son. As an uncle, I really can't bear to see him.
Something happened."
These words are indeed sincere. No matter what he is like in other aspects, he really cares more about his only nephew than he does his own children.
If Gong Bin was a normal person with no problems, it wouldn't be so difficult to find a job;
But the problem is, Gong Bin is mentally ill, who dares to kill him? If something happens at work, who can bear the responsibility?
Zhou Chen's concern is also this. If he is really looking for a job, he can definitely help.
Apart from anything else, in the logistics business of Shui Liuliu, it is no problem to recruit people; and soon, Shao Jingwen will help the publishing house to open a restaurant, so recruiting people will not be a problem.
But one of these two people was a former partner and had a good relationship with each other, and the other was an old leader with kindness. He didn't want them to get into trouble because of Gong Bin.
"Little Uncle Gong, I actually think that Gong Bin does not have to go to work in the factory. His personality is not suitable for communicating with others. You can find some work for him and let him do it at home."
When Gong Weize heard this, he became interested: "Bingkun, what do you mean by doing things at home?"
Zhou Chen said: "I think that although Gong Bin is soft-tempered, he is still quite considerate. You can find some handicraft work for him. This way you can make money without having him go out to work hard. In a few years, when the policy is relaxed, you can still
You can open a small shop for him and sell some things."
This is not the Internet age that will be a few decades later. There are too few things that can make money at home, and manual work is relatively simple.
Gong Wei directly ignored the latter sentence. Selling things was just speculation and he didn't dare to think about it.
"Bingkun, Gong Bin, can he really do handwork? Where can we find this handwork?"
"As long as the money is not too small, anyone can do manual work. As for where this manual work can be found, I know a few places. My wife and my mother have done it before. The reputation is pretty good, but you need to talk about it yourself."
When Gong Weize heard that Zhou Chen and his family had done this before, he immediately felt relieved and asked: "Then tell me, I will go back and discuss it with Gong Bin."
For him, he didn't expect Gong Bin to make much money, as long as he wasn't left idle and thinking wildly.
He had already been mentally prepared for Gong Bin's situation. Getting married was already a delusion. As long as he could live a good life and not get into trouble.
"Okay, those places are..."
After talking about Gong Bin, Gong Wei hesitated and talked about another thing.
"Bingkun, I have told you about my affairs, catching up and National Day. Please help me analyze it. If I am suspended now, will there be a chance to resume in the future?"
Compared with Gong Bin's matter, this matter was the main reason why he came to see Zhou Chen today.
Although many people jokingly call him the little policeman, only he knows how convenient he will be in this position.
It is officially established, the salary is not low, and there are various benefits. The most important thing is that it is decent.
Since he became a police officer, many people have given him gifts during holidays, so even though he is the only one working in their family, he can still support a large family.
But it has been two months since he was reported and suspended. This period of time is really different from the past, so he really wants to resume his original position.
But he also knew that it was impossible for him to do it on his own, so he could only ask for help.
People who played well in the past were either incompetent or unwilling to help him, so he never achieved his goal.
When he was desperate, he thought of Zhou Chen. He didn't think Zhou Chen could help him, but he wanted to use Zhou Chen as a matchmaker to contact Zhou Bingyi.
Zhou Bingyi's father-in-law is now the number one man. Not to mention reinstating him as a police officer, he feels there is hope even if he is raised a few levels.
Who was Zhou Chen? As soon as Gong Weize opened his mouth, he knew his purpose.
"Uncle Gong, I really don't understand this matter. As you know, I studied medicine in college. I really don't understand the situation within this system."
Gong Wei winked at Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing, wanting them to help intercede.
But Sun Qianchao just pretended not to understand, and Xiao Guoqing even scratched his head. Although he was stupid, he was not very stupid. Gong Wei had a good relationship with them, but they obviously had a better relationship with Zhou Chen.
Gong Wei saw that Sun Qianchao and Xiao Guoqing were not doing enough, so he had no choice but to go into battle himself and clarify the topic.
"Bingkun, could you please find your eldest brother? Your eldest brother is Hao Gaoguan's son-in-law. A small matter like this for me can only be done with one sentence."
Zhou Chen wondered: "Uncle Gong, if it were something else, I would definitely help you find a solution, but I really can't do anything about this matter. I am me, and my eldest brother is my eldest brother. You really have nothing to do with me."
use."
Gong Weize said anxiously: "Bingkun, you are brothers. If you ask him for help, isn't it just a matter of words?"
Zhou Chen sighed: "Little Uncle Gong, I'm not afraid of embarrassment. To tell you the truth, my relationship with my eldest brother is not good. I can't say why, but if I ask him to do something, I can tell you with certainty.
, the possibility is extremely low.”
"No way, you are brothers. Bingyi won't even help your brothers, right?"
To be continued...