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

Carrying chicken and duck eggs in buckets, Wang Xingguo carried a chicken in his left hand and a bucket in his right as he walked towards Director Zhao's office.

It was already lunchtime, and Director Zhao was resting on his desk when he heard a knock on the door. He woke up, rubbed his eyes, and said, "Come in."

Wang Xingguo opened the door, picked up the bucket from the ground, gently closed the door with his foot, and said with a grin, "Director, I've come to visit you. This is something I got in the countryside. I brought it over for my nephew to take back and improve his health."

Director Zhao frowned and said irritably, "You brat, what trouble have you gotten yourself into again?"

Wang Xingguo quickly shook his head and replied, "How could that be? I've been working honestly and haven't caused any trouble. Don't worry, it's just a small token of my respect, not something I'm asking you for a favor."

Director Zhao snorted. He didn't quite believe what Wang Xingguo said. This brat only came to him when he had something to ask. He was the kind of bastard who wouldn't come unless he needed something.

Wang Xingguo didn't argue, but instead rummaged through Director Zhao's belongings, found a small burlap sack, and started stuffing chicken and duck eggs into it.

After packing the chicken and duck eggs, Wang Xingguo lit a cigarette for Director Zhao, took a puff himself, and asked, "Director, is there anything I can help you with? I've been traveling around the countryside lately, so just let me know if you need anything, and I'll get it for you."

Director Zhao frowned and lowered his voice, saying, "You'd better stay away from the countryside. Speculation and profiteering are being cracked down on really hard right now. You might think I can handle things here at the street office, but if you get caught outside Jiaodaokou, I won't be able to get you out of there. Do you understand?"

Wang Xingguo smiled and nodded, saying, "I understand, but don't worry, I'm not a reckless person. I won't do anything I'm not sure I can handle."

Director Zhao said irritably, "I won't do anything I'm not sure I'm doing. Who was it that sold duck eggs last time and got reported to the joint defense team, making it impossible for them to avoid you?"

Wang Xingguo was extremely embarrassed; that was truly the biggest black mark of his life, an event that was incredibly shameful...

Director Zhao said sternly, "I'm warning you, if you really get caught outside, don't blame me for not helping you, because I don't have the ability to bail you out from other places. Listen to me if you want, otherwise forget it. I've done more than enough for you, and I've lived up to my friendship with your father."

"Yes, I understand. I will definitely not do anything reckless. Please rest assured, Director."

After chatting for the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, Director Zhao inquired about Wang Xingbang's marriage. As for Wang Xingguo, he didn't think it was anything to worry about; that rascal was very shrewd and had already found a girlfriend, so marriage was just around the corner.

On the contrary, Wang Xingbang, an honest young man, finally went on a blind date, but it fell through, so he took this matter very seriously.

Upon hearing Wang Xingguo mention the arranged blind date, just two days prior, Director Zhao nodded and said, "That's good. Your older brother is honest and reliable; once he's married, no one will need to worry about him. But you, you little rascal, you're not getting any younger. You need to be more mature and steady in your actions. Don't be so carefree all the time. If you walk on the dark side too much, you'll encounter ghosts. You need to understand that, okay?"

Wang Xingguo readily agreed, and after chatting for a few more minutes, Director Zhao offered him some money, but he quickly grabbed the empty bucket and ran away.

Just kidding, if you take money, it becomes a business transaction, then how can you maintain a relationship?

Director Zhao isn't short of money, and neither am I. It's better not to accept money and treat it as a favor.

In case I ever need anything in the future, Director Zhao might be willing to lend a hand out of consideration for our past relationship. That would be much more useful than money.

In this era, unlike in modern times, money is not everything.

At this time, personal relationships are the most important thing, and they are more effective than money.

After leaving the neighborhood office, Wang Xingguo went home. He needed to see his wife that evening; he hadn't seen her for so many days and was afraid she would throw a tantrum.

Back home, Wang Xingguo unlocked the door and started cooking. Not long after, Jin Baorong noticed Wang Xingguo's tricycle parked at the door and couldn't resist going over to it.

"Brother Xingguo, you're back?"

"Hey, Baorong, come inside and sit down."

Wang Xingguo was kneading dough when he saw Jin Baorong arrive. He stopped, wiped his hands clean with a rag, invited Jin Baorong to sit down, and poured him a glass of hot water.

Although there was tea, Wang Xingguo was too lazy to brew it. Anyway, Jin Baorong would be leaving in high spirits soon, so there was no need to waste his tea.

Wang Xingguo said with a smile, "Brother Baorong, have you been waiting long? I've been busy for so many days to finally get this sorted out. Wait a moment, I'll go get your things."

Jin Baorong nodded repeatedly, feeling very nervous but unable to hide his joy.

Wang Xingguo entered his elder brother's room, pretending to retrieve something, but actually released the item from his spatial storage, brought it to the living room, and handed it to Jin Baorong.

He explained with a smile, "This is an acceptance letter from the Third Steel Rolling Mill. Take this to the neighborhood office and the police station to get a certificate, then take this letter and the certificate to the Third Steel Rolling Mill. The person who shows you this letter will arrange a formal job for you. You'll have to figure out the specific position yourself. However, everyone works as an apprentice for three years before becoming a full-time employee. These are the rules for entering the factory, and I'm making this clear to you in advance to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings."

An excited Jin Baorong nodded and said, "I know all this. Thank you so much, Brother Xingguo. I am truly grateful. Once I've finished the formalities, I must treat you to a drink to express my gratitude."

"Sure, look, it's still early. Go back and discuss it with the old lady. You can also go to the neighborhood office and police station to get the certificates as soon as possible. If you're in a hurry, you might even have time to go to the Third Steel Rolling Mill to complete the procedures."

Jin Baorong thanked him repeatedly, then hurriedly left with the letter of introduction.

The quota is essentially a number of job openings, and the letter of introduction is like a pass. With it, the security personnel will notify the person on the letter of introduction, and then take them to complete the onboarding procedures and arrange their work position.

So if Grandma Jin is willing to spend money, she can have Jin Baorong slip some money to the person who arranges the job, and she can still get a good position.

Wang Xingguo didn't worry about that. Anyway, he had given them the letter of introduction, so the money and goods were settled. It was up to him to decide how to choose.

Wang Xingguo continued kneading the dough. After a while, he covered it with a cloth to let it rise. He then killed a chicken in his spatial dimension. He planned to make a large pot of chicken with chili peppers and potatoes to supplement the nutrition of his younger siblings.

When he's not home, he doesn't bring any meat or fish home. They definitely won't be willing to spend money on good food. People who are used to being frugal won't spend money recklessly even if they know that their second brother is rich.