In 1959, what's wrong with me pedaling a tricycle?

Anyway, this matter has been perfectly resolved!

It's different from what I expected, but it doesn't affect my grand plan to make money.

The rest was simple. With the help of the street office director, Wang Xingguo smoothly completed the relevant procedures. After everything was done, he became an employee of Beixinqiao Tricycle Transportation Service Company.

Because he handed over his tricycle directly to the company, he was directly promoted to a permanent employee and his work was transferred to the street office to be at the beck and call of the leaders.

But if the director doesn't assign him any work, then he'll just do whatever he's supposed to do!

By the way, you pay fifty yuan every month and receive a salary of thirty-two yuan and fifty cents. (Let me explain, many people don't understand this part. Essentially, it's paying for a tricycle and fifty yuan a month, but in return, you get a job position and a monthly salary of thirty-two yuan and fifty cents. However, Director Zhao assigns him long-term assignments at the street office. It's simple logic: paying for the tricycle gives you a job position, paying fifty yuan a month gives you a salary, and some free time. If you actually get the job, you need to be on time every day to complete the transportation tasks assigned by the transportation company. The protagonist is paying for freedom!)

This is the standard procedure; although it looks funny, it has to be done this way.

However, it's not without its advantages. Since it's going to be converted into a state-owned enterprise, people will be able to apply for housing in the future.

State-owned enterprises can apply for housing allocation, but Wang Xingguo is not in a hurry for that now; he still needs to get a detached house to live in.

The next thing to happen is a time when everyone is starving and can't afford meat. People will be living in crowded courtyards, and you can tell what they're eating just by the smell.

Only by living in a detached house can one have a certain degree of privacy.

At least if meat is cooked and eaten in the yard, others may smell it as they pass by, but they can't be sure which family is eating meat.

The day ended like this, and Wang Xingguo rode his tricycle back to the yard, causing a sensation among the neighbors.

It's not because the tricycle is so great, but because everyone is angry at its lack of ambition, wondering why it chose such a disreputable job.

Some neighbors were so angry they yelled at him, "If you don't have connections, why don't you ask the old man? He has a lot of connections; surely he could help you make the connection!"

Although I'm talking about him, these neighbors are really nice, just like how Wang Xingguo helps them move things around without charging them high prices.

No one usually talks about who did what, but everyone knows who did it.

So it's really a pity that Wang Xingguo went to work as a tricycle driver. It's not that people dislike him as a person, but that they dislike him for wasting his life when he could have had a better job.

Wang Xingguo couldn't say anything, since speculation and profiteering were his own business and couldn't be openly discussed.

He only said that he had discussed it with the director of the street office, and that he would do private work from now on. The cooperative would not assign him fixed tasks. If he worked hard, he could earn at least fifty or sixty yuan a month.

That's true. Back when it was possible to privately pedal a tricycle, if you were diligent, you could really earn fifty or sixty yuan a month.

After joining the cooperative, there will be some fixed work, and you will have to go out to pick up those things every day. This will result in less time to haul goods and transport people, so the income will not be as high.

Now that it has been restructured into a state-owned transportation company, things are even worse. You receive a fixed salary every month, your work is entirely at the company's disposal, and all your income is handed over to the company. You can only receive a fixed salary every month.

Of course, there are also extra incomes in practice. For example, if you are assigned to pick up customers on a certain street, the amount of income is up to you.

Even though I drove 100 kilometers today, which would amount to 5 cents per kilometer based on passenger earnings, I could claim that I drove 70 kilometers and pocket a portion of the money without the company knowing.

However, this has nothing to do with Wang Xingguo. He is free and does not need to report to work on time, nor does he need the transportation company to arrange work. He can go to work whenever he wants.

Anyway, you pay fifty yuan a month and you can do whatever you want. It's like getting a tricycle and paying seventeen yuan and fifty cents a month in exchange for your own free time.

When Wang Xingbang returned home from get off work, his expression turned grim upon learning that the transportation cooperative was to be transformed into a state-owned transportation company.

He didn't want his younger brother to work in such a place. If he wanted to arrange it that way, he would have arranged a job for him that only cost 400 yuan a month long ago.

Wang Xingguo knew this, so he explained in a low voice, "Brother, don't be angry. My situation is different. I've already talked to Director Zhao. From now on, I'll hand over fifty yuan to the company every month as my monthly transportation income. But the company won't assign me any transportation tasks, and I won't need to sign in or attend meetings or anything like that. This way, I can use my time freely. I can go to buy goods when I need to, and sell goods when I need to. It's much more comfortable than any other job."

Wang Xingbang's expression softened slightly, but he also felt a pang of self-reproach. "Sigh, but once your identity is entered into the company's file, you'll be a transportation worker for life. Even if you don't get into a state-owned enterprise, you can still find a way to inherit a job in another company, but you've closed that path..."

Wang Xingguo patted his chest and said, "What's wrong with that? Brother, look at it from a different perspective. From now on, I'll have more free time and can do whatever I want. With this tricycle to cover me up, I'll be much safer dealing with things. I won't be stopped and questioned. I can make money selling anything. Isn't that much better than those respectable jobs where you have to work so hard?"

After hearing what Wang Xingguo said, Wang Xingbang also felt that it made sense, and his expression finally brightened up.

At first, he couldn't get over it and felt genuinely guilty, thinking he was incompetent and had caused his younger brother to end up with such a job.

But after being comforted by his younger brother, the job didn't seem so bad after all. After all, his brother mainly made money by reselling goods and didn't care about the income from soliciting customers and hauling goods.

These days, there's no such thing as not being allowed to refuse customers. If an empty taxi is flagged down by a passenger, you can say that you already have a reservation and refuse to take them.

Therefore, Wang Xingguo could completely avoid soliciting customers, which would save him a lot of trouble.

After understanding this, Wang Xingbang finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt less uncomfortable.

In the evening, Wang Xingguo went out after dinner.

He mainly wanted to avoid his neighbors; these kind-hearted people were still worried about his job choices.

You have to admit that these days, neighbors who are respected are truly kind-hearted and treated like family.

The four Wang siblings were all very promising children, and in addition, Wang Xingguo had been helping the neighbors with whatever they needed all year, so the Wang family was very popular in the neighborhood.

It was for this reason that Wang Xingguo's neighbors were furious when he found this job.

I just can't stand seeing such a good kid stuck with such a mediocre job, that's all, I have no other motives.

Wang Xingguo arrived at Master Niu's gambling den carrying a bucket of eggs and a bucket of duck eggs.

Before they even opened their mouths, both types of eggs were bought up by Grandpa Niu!

Uncle Niu laughed heartily, "Haha, Xiao Wang, your egg came just in time! My nephew is about to turn one month old, and I was just wondering what red eggs to give out then, and you just delivered them to my door."

Someone said with a frustrated look, "Uncle Niu, you said you'd give out red eggs, and you'd cover Wang Lao Er's eggs too, which we have no objection to. But you're covering the duck eggs as well? Doesn't that seem a bit unreasonable?"

Old Niu glared and said, "What? I don't have enough eggs to go around with, so I'll use duck eggs instead? You're so full of yourself, I've got this egg in my pocket, no one can change it!"

Although everyone was a little annoyed, there was nothing they could do, since this was Boss Niu's territory.