I'm not a literary giant

Chapter 74 Father and Son

Comrade Wang Jianguo expressed his opinion: "What kind of gift is it to give a dick on Dragon Boat Festival? It's the same whether there is a festival or not. It's a waste of money to make it fancy."

Wang Zixu apologized to Mr. Qu Yuan on his behalf behind his back. Turning around, he saw Comrade Wang Jianguo walking fifty meters away with cigarettes and alcohol and getting lost at the door of his own home.

From the basement next door, a powerful voice floated out:

"Old Wang! What good stuff are you carrying?"

Wang Jianguo raised his head and asked, "How did you know that my son came to see me and brought me two bottles of Zhonghua wine?"

The voice said, "Doesn't that mean we're going to have a big drink at noon today?"

Wang Jianguo shouted, “Let’s do it together!”

The voice said, "Okay! I'll take care of the cold dishes!"

Wang Zixu covered his face in pain from behind.

He forgot that Comrade Jianguo was an extremely arrogant person. If he had brought friends to eat lunch, it would be difficult for him to talk about signing the contract at the dinner table.

When his father came back with cigarettes and alcohol, Wang Zixu asked indirectly, "I'm planning to have a meal at your place for three people. Is the food okay?"

Wang Jianguo waved his hand and said, "As long as there's enough wine and food, there's enough! What are you afraid of? Can I let you go hungry if you come here?"

Wang Zixu had a headache and whispered, "I wanted to talk to you about something."

Comrade Wang Jianguo also lowered his voice and said, "That Lao Zhang is not an outsider. He has worked with me before."

Wang Zixu wanted to say something, but Comrade Jianguo got impatient and told him to shut up by talking about reproductive organs, then went into the house with cigarettes and alcohol.

He had no choice but to follow him into the house.

Comrade Jianguo is in his early fifties and is far from retirement age. However, ever since his wife ran away and he was laid off, he has not worked for more than two months.

Fortunately, Wang Zixu's grandfather was quite supportive. The old man's monthly pension was several thousand yuan, so Jianguo lived on the old man's support. He would occasionally cheer himself up and do some odd jobs, but he could not do them for long.

Grandpa Wang Zixu's partiality for his eldest son had caused some dissatisfaction among his brothers and sisters, and it seemed that there had been conflicts. But that was a matter of the previous generation, and Wang Zixu had no control over it, nor did he want to understand it.

Lao Wang said he wanted to show Xiao Wang some of his cooking skills and make some dishes. Wang Zixu stayed in the basement for a few minutes, sweating all over, and immediately understood why Lao Wang was shirtless in the morning.

He asked Lao Wang why he didn't turn on the air conditioner, but Lao Wang didn't answer. He searched through the boxes and cupboards to find the remote control, only to find that the air conditioner was broken.

After Lao Wang served the food, Wang Zixu mentioned the air conditioner again. Lao Wang then said, "It's been broken for two months! It broke right after winter. Isn't that a coincidence?"

Wang Zixu said: "Tell me if it's broken, and I'll ask the landlord to fix it."

Lao Wang said: "I talked to the landlord, but somehow we got into an argument and the matter was left unresolved."

Wang Zixu felt a headache again, but when he thought about the contract, his headache disappeared: "Let's just buy a house."

Old Wang stared at him, and Wang Zixu said, "I have about 70,000 or 80,000 yuan saved in my housing fund, and I can't withdraw it if I keep it there, so I might as well buy a house."

Lao Wang continued to stare at him: "Are you stupid? Everyone knows that the housing bubble is about to burst. Why would you buy a house at this time?"

Wang Zixu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Who told you that? The average price in Xihe is only 6,000 or 7,000 yuan. How low can it go?"

Lao Wang said: "It will definitely collapse anyway."

At this time, Lao Zhang from next door came in with some cold dishes and said, "Come on, come on, what kind of wine do you have?"

My father went up to me and said, "Daohuaxiang Vitality, all the civil servants drink this kind of drink."

Lao Zhang said with a smile: "It's good to have a son who is a civil servant. This little class will rise with him."

My father sat down and said casually, "Can you please not use the official reception standards, Mr. Zhang?"

Lao Zhang said with a smile: "When will Xiao Wang be promoted to director? I will also enjoy the standard of being received by the director."

My father said, "He was promoted to director. What kind of director are you receiving?"

"Haven't you heard of it? In the department, the director is the father of the section chief, and the director is the father of the department chief!"

Wang Zixu was very embarrassed when he heard this. He didn't know whether Lao Zhang was really trying to stab him or was just being careless. He wasn't even a section chief now, so wasn't that like being a grandson in the company? Everyone was his uncle.

That seems right.

Wang Zixu said: "Uncle, civil servants are the cadres of the people. It's not like the feudal system where there is personal dependence between superiors and subordinates. Besides, I am just a career employee, not a civil servant."

Wang Jianguo glared at him and said, "What's wrong with the civil servants? Civil servants are also employed by the government, and there are so many people clinging to them. Don't look down on civil servants, just do your job well."

Lao Zhang said in a long tone: "Civil servants also eat government food, don't treat bean buns as solid food!"

Wang Zixu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I didn't take bean buns as dry food..."

The three of them sat down. The basement was small, the folding table was only knee-high, and the stools were even lower. The three of them sat on the small stools like they were squatting, all bent over. Fortunately, they were all men, with their legs spread apart, which was quite comfortable, full of the atmosphere of ordinary people's life.

Lao Wang opened the rice flower fragrance with a "pop", sniffed the fragrance first, and then poured it into the paper cup with a "thump thump". Lao Zhang took the paper cup, took two sips as if holding nectar, and praised:

"It's worthy of the official reception level."

"That's not."

Old Zhang looked at Wang Zixu: "Where did you get it? Did you get it reimbursed?"

Wang Zixu said: "How can this be reimbursed? I bought all this with my own money."

Lao Zhang said: "You haven't made it yet. When you can get enough money to repay the debt, you will be considered to have made it."

Wang Zixu said anxiously: "No matter how successful I am, I will never spend public money on food and drink!"

Lao Zhang said, "Then you don't understand. My son has his own company. Whenever he takes cigarettes or alcohol, he always uses the company account to reimburse him."

After saying this he laughed slyly, full of petty bourgeois cunning.

The prince was speechless.

The king's father said, "Eat some food."

Eat. There were three hot dishes, three cold dishes and a plate of peanuts on the table. While chewing, Lao Zhang stared at Wang Zixu and pointed with his chopsticks: "Is your son married?"

The father did not answer. He turned to look at Wang Zixu and said, "By the way, how is Xiaoqian doing recently?"

Wang Zixu said: "That's it."

"Xiao Qian is a good girl, she is pretty and good at her job." Comrade Lao Wang sighed, "You have to treat her well."

Wang Zixu said: "I have a good relationship with her."

Old Zhang said in a rough voice: "When you are dating, you have to create a fait accompli as soon as possible! My daughter-in-law got pregnant first, and then got married. At home, she obeys my son's every word..."

Wang Zixu interrupted him, raised his glass and said, "Let's have a drink together."

"Okay, that's nice."

The three of them drank a glass together. After Lao Zhang and Lao Wang drank one glass, they started bragging.

Lao Wang said that when he was in a state-owned enterprise, he was awarded the advanced model for three consecutive years and received the red flower every year. The current boss of Hengsheng was his younger brother back then. Without Lao Wang's encouragement, he would not have been able to marry the factory director's daughter, and then he would not have been able to get the entire factory in the enterprise transformation and restructuring.

Lao Zhang said that when he was in the south, he could write letters home and climb walls. He was known as the Jade-faced King Kong. His comrades-in-arms are now scattered all over the country, with big families and big businesses, each one more powerful than the other. When they see him, they respectfully call him "Old Squad Leader".

The two were talking excitedly when there was a knock on the door. The three turned around and saw a man wearing a red armband standing at the door, holding a book in his left hand and a pen in his right hand. He had knocked on the door with the pen just now.

"Do you three live here?"

Comrade Lao Wang raised his hand and said, "I live here alone. Comrade, what can I do for you?"

The man said, "What do the other two do?"

"One lives next door, and the other is my son who came to visit me. My son is also in the system."

The man said coldly, "This is an order from the Commission. This year, the whole city is working together to create a civilized society. No matter where you are from, you cannot live in the basement because it does not comply with fire safety regulations."

Comrade Lao Wang said: "But I have lived here for two years."

The man said, "Then you didn't meet the requirements for the first two years."

The three of them looked at each other, and the man said, "I'm just coming to give you a notice this time. You need to move out within a week."

Lao Wang said with a red neck: "How can we move this stupid thing in a week?"

The man said, "Don't take it out on me if you're angry. I'm just following the rules. I'm just here to talk today. The next time it'll be the firefighters."

Before leaving, he gave one last reminder: "Move out early!"

Old Wang looked back at Little Wang and said, "I'm not angry, am I?"

Wang Zixu said, "I know. Please stop using such uncivilized language. The comrade is right. It is indeed unsafe to live here. You should move to my place first."

Lao Wang was so angry that his face turned red: "I won't go, I won't go even if you beat me to death. I am the father who made room for my son. How can I take over my son's room?"

Wang Zixu knew that he would definitely not go. This kind of conversation had happened countless times before. He said calmly: "Then I will find you a suitable place to rent."

I don't know why Lao Wang got angry and said that if you can find someone who pays 300 yuan a month, I will move in.

Wang Zixu finally couldn't help it and said, "Let me be frank. I've been working with a friend on a side business lately. The income is pretty good. I can make a few thousand a month. It's no problem to rent you a decent house for eight hundred."

Lao Wang's eyes lit up: "Really?"

Wang Zixu said: "I just came to ask you to sign the emergency contact form. Once you sign, everything will be OK."

Lao Wang nodded quickly: "I'll sign it."

Lao Zhang reached out and pushed him, saying, "Okay, Lao Wang, you are destined to enjoy a good life! Your son is promising!"

Lao Wang smiled and nodded repeatedly: "Enjoy your life. To be honest, I have never lacked money in my life. I always find a way out of desperate situations. By the way, what are you going to do?"

Lao Zhang said: "I don't do anything. The first floor is also my home. I just like living in the basement."

Lao Wang laughed and cursed: "Fuck! You idiot."

Lao Zhang and Lao Wang were both drunk. Lao Zhang staggered away, and Lao Wang was moved to the bed by Wang Zixu.

In a daze, he signed the contract for Wang Zixu and was dragged to put his fingerprints on it. Only after he wiped off the red marks on his hands did Wang Zixu feel relieved.

In a daze, Wang Jianguo suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hand and said to Wang Zixu: "Son, listen, money does not necessarily bring happiness."

The prince nodded perfunctorily: "Yeah."

Wang Jianguo closed his eyes and added: "But it can relieve your pain."

Wang Zixu was startled: "Where did you learn this?"

He was answered by loud snoring.

Wang Zixu was riding his bike on the way home. The wind blew his hair and he suddenly felt his eyes moist.

He stopped the car, squatted on the curb, took out a pack of Xuanhemen from Dafengshou packaging, and smoked it hard.

He couldn't help feeling sad when he remembered his old father saying that he was destined to enjoy a good life.

"Everyone is destined to enjoy happiness, but I am destined to suffer!"

With a cigarette butt in one hand, he called Zuo Ziliang:
"Hey, the contract has been signed, where are you?"

Zuo Ziliang said: "You finally signed. I'm in the company. Ye Lan and I are both here."

Wang Zixu said: "Get ready, I want to have a meeting with you. But don't expose me."

Zuo Ziliang asked: "What is the meeting about?"

Wang Zixu said: "I have a plan. A plan to make money."

(End of this chapter)