The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 159 Under the leadership's instructions, Chen Jingdi was promoted to a permanent position.

Zhang Aijun is a fatal flaw.

The injury was very serious.

The Kaohsiung People's Hospital is a small hospital with only average surgical capabilities. After the doctor disinfected the wound and prepared to suture it, Yang Shengzhang, who had just arrived at the hospital, stopped him.

Yang Shengzhang contacted the Haibin Municipal Hospital through his connections with the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative, and an ambulance took the hero who captured the arsonist to the hospital's surgical department for suturing.

The arsonist youth is receiving treatment at Kapas People's Hospital, where he is being guarded by officers from the Public Security Bureau.

Whether it can be cured or not doesn't matter, as long as it saves his life.

Anyway, everyone knows this guy's definitely going to get shot...

Arson at the port, especially burning down multiple warehouses at once, is a serious crime, and the main leaders of the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative arrived one after another.

However, the highest-ranking official was the vice president. President Wei, the head of the organization, did not personally appear but only made a phone call to express his condolences.

Yang Shengzhang was truly terrified.

He didn't go home at noon; he personally took charge of checking the warehouse losses. Meanwhile, leaders from the port authority also came.

After inspecting the burned warehouse, the leaders looked at each other, equally shaken:
The row of warehouses behind warehouses 015 and 016 stored grain, all of it wheat, dried wheat.

This type of grain is ruined if it catches fire.

The wind is strong at the port, and dry wheat will burn very fiercely once it catches fire. It only takes a few minutes to burn down a warehouse!
The port authority official who arrived grabbed Qian Jin's hand and patted his arm vigorously, repeating the same sentence over and over:

"Captain Qian Jin, you've really done a great service to our port this time. If you hadn't brought a friend with you on duty here, something terrible would have happened to our port!"

Qian Jin spoke frankly: "Leader, this is what I should do. I am a member of our small unit and also a member of the large national collective. When the warehouse caught fire, it was my duty and my task to try my best to put it out."

"However, this was mainly a matter of luck. I never expected that when my friends came to my office to wish me a Happy New Year, I would encounter such a thing."

Jiang Maoxin, the vice president who had praised him last time, nodded with satisfaction and said, "You said before the New Year that you wanted to take your wife to the Silver Beach Park Guesthouse to take some photos. The organization has already made a decision on this matter."

"Before the tenth day of the lunar new year, leaders from other units came to study, and the guesthouse rooms were full. After the tenth day, you can come. Not only can you take photos, but you can also stay for three or five days without any problem."

Qian Jin was overjoyed and hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

"This is a small reward from our unit for you. You just got married, is there anything else the organization can help you with? Just let us know!" The leaders boldly encouraged him.

Qian Jin hesitated for a moment.

Three vice presidents came today. In addition to Jiang Mao, who is in charge of commodities and goods, there is another vice president surnamed Yi who is responsible for managing the supply and marketing cooperative's related assets, such as the guesthouse.

Qian Jin's job has nothing to do with Vice President Yi, but Chen Jingdi's job is related to him.

The opportunity is here.

He decided to give it a try: "President Yi, it's like this, I have a comrade from my hometown who works as a repairman in the logistics department of our Second Guesthouse."

"This comrade has a very strong ideology and solid technical skills. He loves maintenance work, but because he had some language development problems when he was a child, he has always worked as a temporary worker in our unit..."

There's no need to say more.

Jiang Mao looked at Vice President Yi and laughed: "Old Yi, Xiao Qian has passed the buck to you. Let's see if you can handle it."

Vice President Yi said with delight, "It's nothing. Comrade Xiao Qian is a good soldier under you and Lao Yang. His thoughts and awareness can withstand the test."

"Since he recommends talented people without regard to personal relationships, and I am currently eager for talent, I should give this comrade a try."

He immediately wrote a note and handed it to Qian Jin: "Go tell Lao Huang later that I've taken care of this."

Qian Jin was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly.

With the senior leadership speaking up, Chen Jingdi's job is now considered reliable.

When other leaders asked him if he needed any help with his work or life, Qian Jin knew exactly what he needed and simply said that everything was fine.

Then the leaders began to hold the relevant personnel accountable.

Leaders from other units, in particular, were furious at this moment.

All the units involved in the port warehouse have assigned personnel to be on duty.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, when families are reunited, the staff on duty either come to check on things and go home if nothing is wrong, or they don't come to their shifts at all.

This isn't just happening in ordinary units; even the public security bureau has similar issues, which infuriates the leaders.

The port authority leadership immediately contacted all departments to investigate cases of absenteeism and issued an official document stating that the matter would be thoroughly investigated.

Qian Jin didn't do anything after that; his duty shift turned into a reception for leaders.

This is even more tiring than being on duty.

Tired.

Although the leaders came to praise him, he had to be very careful in receiving them.

The arson case disrupted Qian Jin's plans.

He originally planned to sell the large yellow croaker to the mall when no one was around in the afternoon, but the office was bustling with people all afternoon.

He could only wait until he got home. He said he would give gifts to the leaders, and then rode his motorcycle out of the city with the big yellow croaker.

Having a motorcycle makes everything convenient.

It's easy to find a deserted place outside the city now. He found a farmland, looked around and saw no one, took out the No. 4 gold box and started stuffing large yellow croakers into it.

A large yellow croaker weighing one or two pounds is not expensive, costing around one thousand yuan per pound.

Qian Jin felt quite regretful upon seeing this.

The path to financial freedom through large yellow croaker is not viable; the fish is valuable but not as expensive as I imagined.

It's important to know that large yellow croakers are hard to buy now, the catch is not large, and the quota that can flow into the coastal city is even smaller.

Unless he goes to sea on the ship and does something wrong on board.

Otherwise, once the large yellow croaker is caught and delivered to the dock, it must be weighed and accounted for, and then distributed to various regions by the government.

Take this temple fair for example. It was such a big fair with so many stalls, but I only managed to buy thirty-five large yellow croakers. I sold them to the mall and only made a total of 82,000 yuan.

He is poor now.

The mall's deposits are less than 100,000 yuan.

In addition, he had some copper coins, all of which were given to him by the four children, and he sent them to the mall together this time.

Qian Jin didn't have much hope.

But reality gave him a pleasant surprise.

Among the copper coins are copper coins, one of which is made of red copper and has a five-pointed star surrounding a sickle and hammer pattern. This is a 1924 coin called the Sichuan-Shaanxi Province Red Army Copper Coin.

This unassuming copper coin is actually quite valuable; the online store quoted it at 6000 yuan.

In addition, there is a Yumin Tongbao coin that is also worth some money. It is a 1-fen wide-headed, wide-headed, public-grade coin, and the online store quoted it as 1,000 yuan.

Other copper coins are worthless; some are worth a few yuan each, some are worth tens of yuan each, and more than half of them are not accepted by the mall.

In the end, Qian Jin did not accumulate a total savings of 100,000 yuan.

But at least he had some money in hand, which made him feel more at ease. He pulled up his coat collar, put on his sunglasses, and turned on the gas to go home.

Always stay with me.

Chen Jingdi did not return to his hometown for the Spring Festival, but stayed at the guesthouse to provide support work.

So Qian Jin went to find him, and that very night he went to find Huang Yougong, the director of the Second Guesthouse of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

Although he already had the leader's written instruction, he still had to follow proper etiquette and bring the gifts he was supposed to bring.

When he arrived at the guesthouse, Chen Jingdi was mopping the floor.

Qian Jin was very unhappy to see this.

The staff at the guesthouse are just bullying him. They originally agreed that Chen Jingdi would be a maintenance worker and only need to be responsible for maintenance work, but now they've assigned him to do all sorts of odd jobs.

Of course, he understands this.

The guesthouse was considered a good place at the time, and they were very arrogant, even though Chen Jingdi's temporary work had solved the guesthouse's urgent problem.

However, everyone at the guesthouse felt that they had bestowed a favor upon Chen Jingdi, giving him, a farmer, the opportunity to work at the guesthouse.

Under such circumstances, they would naturally exploit Chen Jingdi's labor capacity.

Despite his understanding, Qian Jin was still angry.

He glanced at the female server who was eating sunflower seeds behind the counter, and said, barely suppressing his anger, "Comrade, who told him to mop the floor?"

The waitress glanced at him sideways and asked, "What are you doing here? Need a room? If so, show me your letter of introduction."

As she spoke, she spat out a sunflower seed shell.

Qian Jin sneered and slapped Vice President Yi's letter to the waitress.

The waitress picked it up casually, glanced at the signature, and subconsciously said, "What is this? This isn't a letter of introduction."

"This isn't a letter of introduction for accommodation; it's a letter of introduction for employment," Qian Jin said coldly. "It's a letter of introduction for employment personally issued by President Yi Xuebing."

The waitress was naturally familiar with the name Yi Xuebing.

She blinked, hesitating for a moment.

If this is a handwritten letter from Yi Xuebing, then the person who sent it is someone she cannot afford to offend.

But Yi Xuebing is a very high-ranking cadre.
The waitress thought for a moment. She had been working there for five years and hadn't seen Yi Xuebing more than five times.

Do other people get Yi Xuebing's handwritten letters so easily?
Looking at the above content again, it concerns the arrangements for Chen Jingdi's formal employment.

Then an idea popped into her head, and she said with a smile, "It's like this, Comrade Chen Jingdi is very enthusiastic about his work. His work is all arranged by our director. Why don't you go and ask our director?"

She is inclined to believe the handwritten letter is genuine.

The above information concerns the arrangements for a temporary worker's conversion to a permanent position, which requires verification by the supervisor; falsifying information is pointless.

Since that's the case, she'll just shift the responsibility to someone else. Anyway, the director has to verify the authenticity of the handwritten letter, so if anything happens, let the handsome young man in front of her go ask the director.

My mom makes non-stick pans.

Qian Jin was too lazy to argue with her, and sneered twice, saying, "Comrade Chen Jingdi is indeed highly conscious, and he is an honest man. But if anyone bullies an honest man—remember my name, I am Qian Jin. You can ask around about me in your workplace!"

"Are you Qian Jin?" the waitress asked in surprise.

Actually, she didn't know who Qian Jin was, but since he was showing off by holding a letter written by a high-ranking leader, she could just play along and show off too. Why bother arguing with him or going against him?

It's simply a matter of taking a breath.

There's no need to risk it all for this pride.

Qian Jin nodded: "Yes, I am Qian Jin, and I am a fellow villager of Comrade Chen Jingdi."

He pulled Chen Jingdi aside, took out his notebook, and wrote a few words: "Come with me." The director of the Second Guesthouse was named Huang Yougong; Qian Jin had already inquired about him.

Director Huang had a son last December, and the gifts he brought were specifically for the child.

It was already night, and the February sea breeze was bitterly cold.

Qian Jin tightened his military overcoat; a thin layer of ice had already formed on the collar.

This is formed by the freezing of body heat.

He glanced at Chen Jingdi, the mute man beside him. This burly man was carefully holding a red cloth bundle, his knuckles white from the cold.

Ever since he learned that Qian Jin was going to help him solve his job problem, he has carried this burden with him.

Needless to say, it was a gift he had prepared.

“You don’t actually need to prepare anything, I’ve already prepared everything.” Qian Jin patted his shoulder, then pointed to the drab three-story building in front of him. “Besides, I’ve heard that Director Huang is a nice guy, he might not accept your things.”

He was too embarrassed to say that Huang Yougong, as the director of a guesthouse, probably didn't lack agricultural products at home.

Huang Yougong lived on Wutaishan Road, just like other leaders and cadres of the All-China Federation of Supply and Marketing Cooperatives. He lived in a tenement building.

Slogans such as "Grasp revolution, promote production" and "Defend the achievements of the revolution" are still left on the exterior walls of the building, but they have been washed away by the rain and are now mottled and unclear.

Just as they reached the entrance of the building, a Forever brand bicycle turned around and stopped.

The cyclist was a young man with a net bag hanging from the handlebars, containing two bottles of Haibin Daqu liquor and a pack of Hongmei cigarettes.

The two sides exchanged glances and smiled knowingly at each other.

Clearly, they've come to see the leader.

Coincidentally.

This young man was also looking for Huang Yougong.

In addition, the young man reacted quickly. When he saw Qian Jin heading straight for room 305 on the top floor, he took a few quick steps and knocked on the door in advance.

Qian Jin was speechless upon seeing this.

There's a surge in gift-giving.

He and Chen Jingdi had no choice but to wait outside.

But after only a few minutes, the young man reluctantly opened the door and came out, bowing and scraping as he said, "Thank you for your trouble, leader."

A middle-aged man with a round face smiled and nodded: "Don't mention it. As long as it complies with the rules and regulations, it's a small matter."

The contents of the net bag in the young man's hand remained unchanged, clearly indicating that his gift-giving attempt had failed.

Chen Jingdi became even more nervous upon seeing this.

The young man entered the building and, seeing the red bundle Chen Jingdi was carrying, gave a cold smile. He deliberately said, "This is useless. What good are things you get from the countryside?"

Qian Jin said, "My mom doesn't let me talk to idiots."

As he spoke, he led Chen Jingdi toward 305.

Chen Jingdi knocked on the door.

When the door opened, Huang Yougong's round face showed a furrowed brow and a look of dissatisfaction.

He was wearing a navy blue Dacron Zhongshan suit, with the third button fastened tightly, revealing a snow-white detachable collar underneath.

Upon seeing Chen Jingdi, he showed obvious surprise: "Hey, Xiao Chen, what brings you here?"

Chen Jingdi pointed at Qian Jin.

Qian Jin politely leaned forward slightly and extended his hand: "Hello, Director Huang, I am Qian Jin from the Jiagang Moving Team. I am really sorry to visit you so late. Please forgive me."

Huang Yougong suddenly realized: "Qian Jin? Captain Qian Jin? Oh, this is a rare guest. What brings you to our unit's Xiao Chen..."

"Fellow villager," Qian Jin said with a smile.

Huang Yougong opened the door and invited them inside.

The house was warm and cozy, with heating and a coal stove burning.

On the dresser sat a Red Lantern brand radio, playing the song "Sailing the Seas Depends on the Helmsman".

In the corner of the stroller, a baby wrapped in a red cotton-padded jacket was gnawing on his toes with great relish, while a little girl was rocking the plastic stroller next to him.

Qian Jin could tell from the stroller's design that the guesthouse director came from an extraordinary family.

This style of stroller is definitely a trendy product in China nowadays, and it's probably only available in major cities like Beijing, Shanghai, and Guangzhou. In any case, he had never seen it in Haibin City.

"I heard that Director Huang had a son in the twelfth lunar month. We were too busy with work to come and congratulate him in time." Qian Jin took a brocade box out of his handbag and placed it on the table. "But as the old saying goes, good food is never too late, and congratulations are never too late. Let's come and see him tonight."

The brocade box popped open, revealing a gleaming silver longevity lock. The lock was engraved with the four characters "Long Life and a Hundred Years" and adorned with three small bells at the bottom, making it exceptionally exquisite.

In addition, there are two silver bracelets and two silver anklets, all of which are exquisitely crafted.

After all, it was a mass-produced product from the 27s.

Qian Jin's gifts are very practical; whether it's longevity locks, bracelets, or anklets, they are all very thick and heavy in your hand.

Huang Yougong immediately waved his hand: "Oh, this gift is too valuable, I can't accept it..."

"Director Huang, you're too kind," Qian Jin explained. "This isn't something we actually bought. You know, where can you buy this these days?"

"You know that Comrade Chen Jingdi used to be a blacksmith. Actually, his ancestors didn't work as blacksmiths but as silversmiths. With Comrade Chen Jingdi's skills, he could have been a silversmith in the old society," Qian Jin said with a smile.

Huang Yougong exclaimed in surprise, "Really? So this is your cooking, Xiao Chen?"

Chen Jingdi hurriedly waved his hand.

But Huang Yougong didn't pay attention and went to refill their tea and water.

Being mute has its advantages.

I can't speak.

If others don't pay attention to the gestures, some information will be taken for granted.

A porcelain teacup printed with a red five-pointed star and the exclusive logo of the supply and marketing cooperative was placed over, with tea leaves unfurling into dark green stalks in the hot water.

Qian Jin sipped his tea and asked, "Director Huang, how is Chen Jingdi doing in your unit?"

Huang Yougong had already guessed his purpose, so he responded with his usual noncommittal attitude: "It's fine, Xiao Chen is a good comrade..."

He turned his head and saw the exquisite silver jewelry. He paused for a moment, then added, "Capable, skilled, and highly motivated."

"Before the Lunar New Year, the public toilet's water pipes got clogged. Regardless of the cold weather or the dirty environment, he went down to clean it up immediately and fixed the problem in just half an hour. He's a very good person."

Qian Jin then said, "So, what do you think about Comrade Chen Jingdi being transferred to your unit..."

The baby in the stroller was making squeaking noises. Huang Yougong pretended that there was something wrong with the child, quickly went over, picked up the child, and said, "Mom, come out and change the baby's diaper, he pooped."

Seeing this, Qian Jin naturally understood his meaning, and thought to himself that it was fortunate that he had taken the high-level route, otherwise simply seeking out Huang Yougong would definitely not have solved Chen Jingdi's staffing problem.

Huang Yougong took the child back to the bedroom, and when he came back, he suddenly changed the subject: "Xiao Chen's temporary contract is about to expire. I can help him renew it, but if you want more, I'm afraid it's not possible."

“It’s not that I don’t want to keep people. I really like comrades like Xiao Chen. He doesn’t talk much, he just gets the job done. He’ll complete whatever task is assigned to him.”

"But the staffing issue is really difficult to resolve, or rather, I don't have that much power."

Qian Jin handed over the prepared envelope: "As long as you acknowledge his abilities, that's fine. Vice President Yi has some instructions."

Huang Yougong's face showed obvious surprise.

He opened the envelope and looked at the handwritten letter inside, and subconsciously gasped.

Although this tenement building was built relatively early, the guesthouse has its own boiler and heating system.

The dormitory building where the leaders lived also had its own boiler and heating pipes.

Just then, the pipes emitted a gurgling sound like an old ox panting. Upon hearing this, Chen Jingdi squatted down in front of a radiator and listened intently.

Then he moved his ear around, searching back and forth along the iron pipe, and finally took out a screwdriver and a screwdriver from his bag.

Two tools flew between his fingers; his fingers were even more dexterous than his talking mouth.

In less than the time it takes to smoke half a cigarette, the clogged heating pipes started flowing normally again.

Huang Yougong's round face stiffened for a moment, then he slapped his thigh and laughed: "Little Chen, you're really something."

"When he first came to the company, he had never even seen a heating pipe, but now he can fix it. His skills have improved so quickly."

"He's a good comrade. Since the leadership has given their approval, there's no reason for me to make things difficult for him. Our institute must accept him!"

Qian Jin smiled and said, "This is his luck, and also his blessing."

Huang Yougong's wife returned the child and brought over a plate of candy.

Qian Jin took a sorghum candy and ate it.

The sweet syrup clung to my teeth, carrying the aroma of grains.

After finishing the business, everyone started chatting about everyday matters.

After chatting for a while, Qian Jin looked at the old Three Guns clock on the wall and said, "It's getting late. You and your wife have worked hard taking care of the child. You should get some rest."

Huang Yougong said enthusiastically, "Next time, come over before mealtime and let's have a drink together."

He handed the money to the two men as they left, then suddenly saw the red envelope Chen Jingdi had brought and hurriedly tried to give it away, but the two men had already left.

Huang Yougong's wife looked at the handwritten letter on the table and said curiously, "Is this Chen Jingdi the mute you mentioned? He actually managed to get Lao Yi to write a letter of recommendation? That's really impressive."

Huang Yougong opened the bundle and snorted, "That Qian Jin is formidable, extremely formidable!"

“Look, they could have come to my door to deliver the notice from the leader, but they didn’t do that. Instead, they brought a generous gift.”

"This gift is from Chen Jingdi; it's all country stuff like roasted peanuts and beans, and sausages..."

Huang Yougong's wife took out the longevity lock and examined it from all angles: "It is indeed a generous gift. This lock was probably made by a master craftsman in Shanghai, right? Old Huang, come and see, their craftsmanship is truly excellent."

Under the light, the silver lock shimmered with a gentle, bright light that was instantly pleasing to the eye.

She hung the longevity lock around her son's neck, and he picked it up with his lower hand, shook it in front of his eyes, and made creaking sounds.

This made Huang Yougong and his wife laugh: "He knows it's a good thing even with such a tiny bit of knowledge."

"Old Huang, you'd better treat Chen Jingdi better from now on; he's sent a generous gift."

Huang Yougong nodded: "What I said just now wasn't just to appease Qian Jin. This Chen Jingdi is indeed a good subordinate, much better than Lao Zhao."

"That old Zhao is always getting sick and having to go to the hospital. Isn't that all because he's good at repairs?"

“Chen Jingdi is different. He’s hardworking and conscientious. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll transfer Lao Zhao out and just keep Chen Jingdi. That’s enough. This guy never talks back to me. Yes, I’ll keep him!”

(End of this chapter)