In 1992, a small village owner became the richest man in the village by owning a car.

Chapter 47 The Big Boss's Invitation

June is almost here, and the weather is gradually getting warmer. The vegetables in the garden are not yet ripe, and the most common food eaten in the village at this time is the potatoes that were stored in the potato cellar last winter.

Of course, if you have chives growing at home, they are perfectly ready to eat now.

On the mornings when Yu Dawei went to town, he ate chive dumplings made by his mother and wife. They were delicious!
Having not been to the construction site for several days, he went straight to section nine after arriving to see if his old Hitachi machine could still handle such a heavy workload.

Recently, several contractors who own equipment for construction projects have changed their labor contracts with project managers, who are essentially foremen.

My second uncle and another contractor surnamed Li, who was at the same level, were both helpless. After all, this was tantamount to taking away someone's livelihood. However, the pressure from Supervisor Chang was also considerable. In the end, they had no choice but to replace a batch of contracts with some people who were not troublemakers.

This serves as a warning; if they continue to slack off on the construction site, their contracts will likely be replaced.

Therefore, everyone's enthusiasm for work has been significantly higher these past few days than it was a few days ago.

"Manager Chang, has the excavator been working fine these past few days?" Yu Dawei had just approached the ninth section when he saw Manager Chang wearing a white safety helmet.

"Dawei? You're finally here! If you hadn't come, I would have come all the way to your village to look for you." Supervisor Chang was discussing engineering maps with a subordinate when he saw Yu Dawei turn around anxiously. "I'm telling you, now, immediately, right now, go to the oil city branch to find General Manager Huang."

"Your boss started urging me to find you the day before yesterday. I reckon you're in for a rough time once you get there," Supervisor Chang said half-jokingly, a hint of schadenfreude on his face.

Yu Dawei scratched his head, unable to figure out why the big boss had suddenly called him in.

Could it be about Huang Man? It seems like that's the only thing left.

"Don't think about it, just go." Supervisor Chang gave him the address and patted Yu Dawei on the shoulder. "You're doing a good job with the excavator. With me here watching over things, there won't be any problems. Go with peace of mind."

Yu Dawei tensed up. What kind of nonsense is this "Go in peace"? You're making me really uneasy.

Since the high-ranking leader wanted to see him, he didn't dare to delay. He immediately went to his dormitory to pack his clothes, took a set of blue work clothes, and left.

The dormitory was Yao Jinfu's room. The old master who used to drive the dump truck had a drunken accident one day at noon and crashed the truck. Supervisor Chang caught him and drove off with the truck and the boss.

Yu Dawei happened to join in the fun and quickly took the bed opposite Yao Jinfu's.

According to regulations, each piece of equipment can only have one bed, so Yu Dawei shamelessly tried to take it by force with Supervisor Chang.

Supervisor Chang was also helpless. After spending more time with him, he realized that Yu Dawei's innocent smile was fake, and that he was shameless in his behavior.

Bah! Shameless!
As I was leaving the construction site, there happened to be a black Volkswagen from the Eighth Bureau. The driver inside turned out to be the same person who had been discussing the project with Supervisor Chang earlier.

"Master Yu, hurry up and get in. Supervisor Chang was worried you might miss the bus to the city, so he asked me to take you there directly and deliver a new batch of contracts to the big boss while I'm at it," the young man called out to Yu Dawei as he rolled down the car window.

"Great! Thank you, brother, I'm very grateful!" Yu Dawei didn't expect such a good thing. He hurriedly put the package in the trunk, turned around and got into the passenger seat. "Brother, what's your surname? I don't think I've seen you at the construction site before."

"I'm from the oil city branch. My surname is Bai, and my name is Bai Zhongsheng." The man turned his head and smiled. "You can call me Xiao Bai."

"The surname Bai is quite rare. Your name sounds really good." It seems that Yu Dawei had never encountered a client or friend with the surname Bai in his previous life.

I do know someone named Bai Zhantang, but he's a fictional character from a TV series.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries on the way. This man named Bai Zhongsheng was probably a child born in the city, and judging from his accent, he was from the south. He was particularly curious about life in the northern countryside.

David could even see longing in the other person's eyes, especially when he talked about the heavy snowfall in winter. His handsome, young face was so engrossed that he seemed to lose focus while driving.

This action nearly scared Yu Dawei to death, and he hurriedly woke the other person up. Yu Dawei also realized that this guy, who was about the same age as him, had little experience with the North. He would know what it meant to have "snowflakes covering your face" when winter came.

The two drove at a fast pace, first passing through Dacheng, and then arriving at the oil city.

Dacheng is a county-level city. Now that I've passed through it, it's actually quite similar to a rural town. There are many cattle farms in this city. The bosses of the oil town saw that the teats could produce milk, so a few years ago, the Oil Town brand milk powder was launched.

When Yu Dawei worked in the oil city in his previous life, he bought a few bags of them. They weren't expensive; a small bag cost five yuan, and a large bag cost ten yuan.

Han Jingfan loves to drink it, but her eldest son doesn't like it, mainly because he gets diarrhea after drinking it.

Yu Dawei didn't have a good solution either; of the three family members, only he got diarrhea after drinking milk.

"We're here, let's go."

The car drove into a large courtyard surrounded by buildings, all at least seven stories high. The square building had only one black gate.

The yard was spacious with few cars, and the two of them were standing outside the glass gate.

Yu Dawei looked at the building, feeling somewhat uneasy. This was the Golden Street of the Battle of Saktu, and the train station was not far away.

Once you cross the overpass at the train station, you'll reach the place where you used to rent a house.

This building was originally converted into a computer mall, but unexpectedly it is now the territory of the Eighth Bureau.

"Brother Yu, let's go in together." Bai Zhongsheng was carrying a pile of documents and contracts behind him.

"Okay. Don't call me brother, I reckon we're about the same age."

"Really? What year were you born?"

“I was born in 71,” Yu Dawei said.

"Oh, then you have to call me brother. I was born in '69," Bai Zhongsheng said with a smile.

Yu Dawei looked on incredulously. They looked even younger than him. City kids are so cute.

The two walked through the hall, climbed the middle staircase, and headed straight for the leftmost office on the third floor.

Yu Dawei looked up at the sign: General Manager.

He didn't see anything wrong, mainly because in his previous life he had seen many people who called themselves general managers, but in the end they were all just like Supervisor Chang.

It sounds like he's in charge of the whole company, but in reality, he's just a general manager who manages a tiny area.

"Boss, here are the documents and contracts you requested." Bai Zhongsheng then pointed to Yu Dawei behind him, "Supervisor Chang also asked me to bring him along."

Huang Fengcang, who had been looking at the bespectacled man with his head down at the documents, looked up when he heard this and a smile appeared on his lips when he saw Yu Dawei: "Okay, thank you for your hard work. You can go ahead and get back to work."

"Ok."

(End of this chapter)