The Boss of Yan's Family in Siheyuan

"But, after all, the boss has a bad reputation for treating others like Yu Yu." The third aunt was worried.

"There is no such truth. What you are talking about is all feudal thinking. This can only save people and save mistakes. There is no such truth anywhere.

Please make it clear to the women in the compound about the principle of obeying authority in emergencies.

New practices in the new era, resolutely fight against feudal ideas. Do you understand? Anyone who dares to be careless is due to feudal ideas."

Seeing that Yan Jiecheng was resolute and unwilling to be friendly with He Yuyu, the third uncle gave some instructions to the third aunt.

While several people were talking, someone knocked on the door.

Yan Jiecheng opened it and saw that they were several line workers from the steel rolling mill, starting with the five apprentices he had accepted, Zhongfan Jinjun.

"Mom and Dad, these are some of my colleagues." Yan Jiecheng invited a few people into the house and said hello to Yan Bugui and his wife.

Then he curiously asked: "Xiaofan, you are not at home this late at night, why are you here here?"

"Master, this is not the Chinese New Year, and I am not sending you New Year greetings. The brothers and sisters were afraid that the crowd would disturb you, so they asked me to come and greet you and my master."

"You are interested, I know, and I have received your thoughts. I won't keep you here, go back quickly."

I don’t even bring a bottle of wine with me this year, which is so boring.

"Master, we have prepared a prayer for you, master. It's right at the door. Master, why don't you take a look?"

Seeing this, Yan Jiecheng became interested and went out with a few others to watch the so-called worship ceremony.

I saw a brand new Feige bicycle with a black oily finish standing at the door of Yanbu Gui's house.

There is also a flower tied with red cloth on the handlebar.

Extraordinarily eye-catching.

A trace of envy flashed in Yan Jiecheng's eyes.

Bicycles are the most popular items nowadays. Riding a good thing that adds fifty points to your handsomeness, of course he wants it too.

It's a pity that a car costs 100 yuan for two people, and the key is that he can't get a ticket, so he can only envy him.

Yan Jiecheng asked Fan Jinjun in confusion, "Why, the newly bought bicycle came to my place with a bang?"

"Hey, the master came into the room and said."

"Can you speak now?"

"Master, we have been learning skills from you, and we have never served you a cup of tea, but you are so open-minded and teach us real skills.

Everyone has passed the first-level examination for line workers. I am really grateful to you.

You don’t know, before we studied for two or three years, we would pull weeds and move things every day.

There is no one to teach us, and those who have apprenticed themselves are not much better. You know the situation in our factory, but not many do.

Therefore, we don’t know how long we can persist. Fortunately, we met you.

No, many of our apprentices have passed the examination. Although the steel rolling mill does not need so many line workers, the road bureau requires them directly, and the salary is three yuan more than that of the steel rolling mill.

You don’t know how happy they were when they heard that they were all qualified first-level workers.”

Yan Jiecheng saw that he had been talking for a long time and had not said anything about the situation, so he urged: "I am just training you according to the work arrangement in the factory. Don't thank me, and don't talk so much. Let's talk about business."<

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"Hey, good master. So we pooled some money, paid a bicycle ticket at home, and saved a flying pigeon for the master.

How is it? Master."

Yan Jiecheng really didn't expect them to be so generous.

This is a bicycle!

Who gives the master a bicycle?

It’s simply sick!

Which master dares to ask for it?

"Nonsense, I understand your thoughts, you can push the car back by yourself."

Yan Bugui stood aside and said nothing, but the third aunt was so anxious that she scratched her ears and cheeks.

"Master, this car is a ceremony for all of us to become apprentices. There is no reason to push it back."

Yan Jiecheng said angrily: "This car is what most people have saved for three to five years. Do you think I can have it?"

"Master, I bought everything. If you push me back, I will be beaten to death by my brothers. You have to have mercy on me.

We agreed when we arrived that if you don't accept it, they will either destroy the car or destroy me.

Master, just keep it, otherwise we would have the nerve to continue learning from you?"

The two people who came together also persuaded: "Master Yan, just accept it, it's everyone's wish.

Master Yan, if you don’t accept me, we will have no shame in continuing to learn from you.”

Several people said that no matter what, Yan Jiecheng couldn't ask for someone else's bicycle.

Lao Yan's family is good at calculating, but they also understand the value of bicycles.

In Yan Jiecheng's mind, his job at the steel rolling mill is training, and the factory also gives him a training subsidy of five yuan.

He was just fulfilling his duties in the factory.

He does not have the master-disciple relationship of this era in his heart.

After all, he also had apprentices in later generations, people who would take the initiative to hand over a cigarette when they met.

This bicycle gave him a sense of guilt like a student bribing a teacher.

He seemed to see:

#Shocked, technical school teacher accepted a Ferrari from a student#

Everyone pushed to the limit for several rounds, and Yan Bugui couldn't stand it any longer.

"Don't argue, I'll give you an idea.

Boss, since you bought this bicycle, just keep it. Just listen to what I have to say." Seeing that Yan Jiecheng was getting anxious, Yan Bugui said quickly.

"But, the value is indeed too high. Let's work together and pay according to the fare. You will take advantage of your disciples' bicycle tickets.

You guys just think of it as a apprenticeship ceremony with a bicycle ticket. What do you think?"

After hearing this, Yan Jiecheng thought about it and felt that he could accept it.

Fan Jinjun and others were reluctant. A bicycle was indeed expensive, but if they shared it equally among the thirty or so people, it only cost more than five yuan.

Learn a trade for more than five yuan, and it also comes with an iron rice bowl.

I would never dare to think like this in my wildest dreams.

But now they can't even spend five yuan, so isn't it just a waste of money?

In the end, I had no choice but to agree to Yan Bugui's suggestion.

Yan Jiecheng directly took one hundred and seventy-eight yuan and gave it to Xiaofan.

Yan Bugui was stunned. This was different from what he imagined.

He thought that Yan Jiecheng didn't have enough money and needed to borrow it from him so that he could use the bicycle openly.

As a result, where did this kid get so much money?

Yan Jiecheng looked at Yan Bugui's expression and said with a smile: "Dad, I forgot to tell you that the project headquarters issued a subsidy of 100 yuan a year ago."

Yan Jiecheng took the bicycle purchase invoice from Fan Jinjun and sent the people away.

The father and son pushed the bicycle back into the house, and Yan Bugui and his wife clicked their tongues around the car, unable to conceal their joy.

"Dad, please, please go to the police station tomorrow to register the car."

"Hey, no matter what, I'll go early in the morning."

Yan Bugui didn't even raise his head, stroking his bicycle everywhere and said.

"Hey, these beams and handlebars need to be covered, otherwise the paint will be rubbed off.

Also, boss, do you have a license? Remember to do it yourself, we can’t do it for you."

Yan Jiecheng remembered that bicycles these days still need a driving license, which is similar in nature to the car licenses of later generations.

It is usually made of kraft paper, the size of a student ID card, with a bicycle pattern on it.

The inner page of the license is printed with a numerical code, stamped with the seal of the local public security bureau, and the holder's name, address, unit and other information.