Traveling back to 1952, starting a comeback from a relief station

"You know coffee?"

Chen Xueru blurted it out.

Wang Anping was also taken aback. He had just given a casual reply without thinking about the details.

Come to think of it, coffee was a rare commodity in Beijing back then.

However, Chen Xueru has friends in the Soviet Union.

It must have come from over there.

"I've seen a related introduction in the newspaper, and I'm quite curious about what it tastes like."

Wang Anping casually made up an excuse.

Chen Xueru refused to believe it.

If he had only seen him in the newspaper, he would never have been so nonchalant.

At this moment, she became even more curious about Wang Anping, feeling that the young man was shrouded in mystery.

However, she didn't ask any more questions and soon came over with a steaming cup of coffee.

Wang Anping took it and sipped it.

Yes, the coffee beans have a rich and lingering aroma; it really does have that familiar taste.

Well……

I still prefer instant drinks.

On a spring afternoon, the warm sunlight streamed in through the window, warming you and making you feel lazy.

Wang Anping leaned back on the sofa, and for a moment he had the illusion of returning to his previous life.

Chen Xueru sat behind her desk and secretly looked up to observe.

A drafty old cotton-padded jacket, cotton trousers so short they exposed his ankles, and a pair of worn-out cloth shoes.

This shabby attire, paired with a cup of exquisite coffee, gave the young man an air of inexplicable, fallen aristocratic elegance.

"Boss Chen, let's get down to business!"

Wang Anping's words interrupted Chen Xueru's reverie.

Chen Xueru snapped out of her daze, raised her hand to smooth the stray hairs by her ear, and took the opportunity to calm herself down.

After a moment, he said:

"Anping, I called you just now because I really have something I want to discuss with you."

"I need your help."

"That's right."

"As Director Sun just said, you're good at math."

"My previous accountant quit, and the person who replaced him can only keep a basic cash flow record; he can't do anything complicated with the accounts."

"Would you be interested in helping me calculate this when you have some free time?"

Wang Anping was slightly taken aback, feeling quite surprised.

He truly never expected that being good at math would be so advantageous in this era!

After a moment's hesitation, Wang Anping did not give a direct answer, but instead said:

"You heard it yourself, I have a job now."

Chen Xueru quickly said:

"Don't rush to refuse."

"I don't need you to come every day. Just come twice a week to help me settle the accounts."

"You can come even after you get off work in the evening."

"If you agree,"

As Chen Xueru spoke, she extended two slender, pale fingers, her tone earnest:

"I'll pay you this amount per month."

Given Chen Xueru's wealth and the groundwork she had just laid, it was impossible for those two slender white fingers to be pointing to twenty yuan.

Two hundred yuan a month!

This is equivalent to more than half a year's salary for an average person.

Even with his calm and collected demeanor, Wang Anping couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart at this moment.

But... isn't this giving too much?

Chen Xueru noticed Wang Ping'an's confusion and explained helplessly:

"If you were to help me with the shop's accounts, it would definitely involve all the inflows and outflows..."

understood.

The salary paid included hush money.

What Wang Anping didn't know was that Chen Xueru was also forced into a corner.

The shop's previous accountant was an old man who had worked for her father for over ten years.

They had gritted their teeth and endured the turmoil of war, but recently the atmosphere on the streets had become too tense, and the people coming to the streets were coming more and more frequently. The old man couldn't bear the pressure any longer, so he simply took his family back to his hometown in the countryside to avoid the storm.

The new person we recently hired can only keep a simple account of daily events; he's a complete mess when it comes to anything slightly complicated like accounting.

Ke Xueru's silk shop is thriving, with a huge volume of goods coming in and going out every month. Without a reliable accountant, it would be impossible to move an inch.

It doesn't matter if there are some errors in the accounts of state-owned enterprises, since everyone is just doing their job.

Chen Xueru wouldn't allow it; this is all her money!

this time.

She has been looking for the right person.

When Sun Hui praised Wang Anping's arithmetic skills, she was intrigued. After getting to know him better, the more she couldn't understand the young man, the more determined she became to collaborate with him.

Seeing Wang Anping hesitate, Chen Xueru thought he had some concerns, so she quickly added:

"Don't worry, you're from the Yu'er Hutong Working Group, and you have no jurisdiction over the businesses in our Qianmen Street."

"Besides, this is a private matter. You take care of the accounts, and I'll pay for it."

This……

Wang Anping made his decision after only a moment's hesitation.

He immediately nodded in agreement.

"become!"

If it were anyone else, he certainly wouldn't have agreed so easily, lest he cause unnecessary trouble.

But Chen Xueru is different. She is a decisive and strong woman, and a key character in the plot. Given her personality, she would never betray her collaborators.

not to mention.

This woman also achieved great things after the tide.

When I came out of Xue Ru Silk Shop, the sun was already past noon.

Keep track of the time.

Wang Anping went straight to the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill.

When he arrived at the factory gate, he truly realized that the steel rolling mill in reality was much more impressive than what he had seen in TV dramas—it was a large state-owned factory with thousands of workers.

Speaking of which...

This factory was only officially designated as a state-owned enterprise a couple of years ago.

Earlier, this place was a private machinery factory, and the owner was Lou Xiao'e's father, Lou Zhenhua.

Although the public-private partnership has not yet been fully implemented, some larger factories have already completed the restructuring, with Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill being one of them.

The original machinery factory had only about a thousand employees.

After the joint venture was established, the public not only allocated new land and added equipment, but also recruited a large number of workers, which led to its current scale.

Lou Zhenhua naturally became a shareholder of the steel rolling mill, holding a portion of private shares and receiving a fixed dividend every year.

As soon as Wang Anping arrived at the factory gate, he was stopped by the gatekeeper.

But when he took out his letter of introduction and household registration book and explained that he was Wang Ligen's nephew, the gatekeeper's attitude instantly became warmer, and he quickly pointed in the direction of the personnel department and told him to go straight there.

"You're Comrade Wang Ligen's nephew?"

The personnel department clerk checked the materials, a look of seriousness on his face, and said:

"Come with me quickly. The factory has already informed us. Now that you're here, go see Deputy Factory Director Yang first."

Wang Anping was slightly taken aback.

He secretly wondered if the "Deputy Factory Director Yang" the other party mentioned was the same Director Yang from the TV series who later met a tragic end amidst the tides of the times.

The personnel department is a crucial department in the factory, and it is currently under the jurisdiction of this Deputy Factory Director Yang.

There are still more than a decade before the story begins.

It's really possible.

Upon entering the deputy factory director's office, one sees a middle-aged man in his forties bent over his desk reviewing documents.