Material Empire

Coming out of Chen Rongkun, Qin Hai smiled and asked Ning Mo, "Why, Ning Mo, is your father also from this factory?"

Ning Mo nodded, pointed to Yu Haitao and Miao Lei, and said, "The three of us are children of the agricultural machinery factory. Ms. Yu's father is the deputy chief of the finance department, and Leizi's father is the director of the foundry workshop."

"Why don't you say that your father is the factory manager?" Yu Haitao couldn't help but expose Ning Mo's truth.

"He's the director of the research office now, okay?" Ning Mo retorted. After finishing speaking, he turned around and explained to Qin Hai: "My old man used to be the director of the agricultural machinery factory. He retired to the second line the year before last and is now the research office. The director is actually standing aside."

"It turns out that the three are all employees of our factory, I'm sorry." Qin Hai laughed. The children of a cadre in a small agricultural machinery factory are not so sacred to Qin Hai, but it is harmless to be able to use the other party's identity to make a joke.

"What is Ya Nei?" Miao Lei, who loves learning, asked curiously.

Qin Haidao: "It's the young masters of the officials' families, like you, if you put it in ancient times, you would be able to carry a cage and a bird, and bring a bunch of dog-legged servants to the streets to rape women from good families every day."

"Hahahaha!" Ning Mo and the others were amused by Qin Hai. This kind of stalking from later generations was really extremely humorous to the people of those days. While laughing, Ning Mo patted Qin Hai's shoulder desperately with his bear paw, almost turning Qin Hai into a meatloaf.

After laughing for a while, Yu Haitao said: "Qin Hai, you just arrived at Qingfeng Factory, so you don't understand the situation. What kind of yamen are we? Salary, old workers can’t even get reimbursed for medical expenses. Our buddies earn more than 20 yuan as apprentice wages, all of which have to be handed over to the family. If you want to buy a pack of cigarettes, you have to go out and hunt pheasants to earn it.”

"Fighting pheasants?" Qin Hai was stunned.

"It's a small business by myself." Miao Lei explained for Yu Haitao, "Like what we do today, we get some leftovers from the factory, make a few shovels, hoes, etc., and sell them to the old cousin to earn some pocket money."

"Oh, that's what it means." Qin Hai felt relieved. He knew that the "Old Cousin" that Miao Lei referred to was a general term for farmers in the city. Although it did not mean any compliment, it could reflect the speaker's sense of superiority in identity.

While talking, several people had already arrived in front of the single building. This is a two-story tube building. It looks like it has been around for some years, and the walls and windows look dusty. Walking into the single building, a gust of hot air blows towards your face, accompanied by the smell of cooking, the smell of sweat on people's bodies, and the smell of water in the bathroom. There is a briquette stove at the door of each room in the corridor, and the men and women are busy making dinner while exchanging all kinds of gossip information loudly.

The dormitory that Chen Rongkun assigned to Qin Hai was on the second floor of the single building. A few people walked up the wooden stairs, Miao Lei walked in front, and reminded Qin Hai as he walked: "Qin Hai, be careful where you step, that piece of wood is rotten, if you don't step on it properly, you will fall."

"Thank you Leizi." Qin Hai replied.

Everyone went upstairs and came to the door of 208 facing the room number. Just as Qin Hai was taking out the key to open the door, the door opposite opened, and a girl's head poked out.

"Fatty, who are you looking for?" The girl recognized Ning Mo and asked him.

This is the third time Qin Hai has heard people call Ning Mo like this. It seems that Ning Mo's nickname is well known in Qingfeng Factory. Considering that Ning Mo's father was the former factory director, it's not surprising that his son received such attention.

"Wang Xiaochen, it turns out that you live across the street." Ning Mo also knew the girl. He pointed to Qin Hai and said, "This is Qin Hai, my buddy. He graduated from the Agricultural Machinery Technical School and was assigned to our factory." I work here, and I will live across from you in the future."

"Oh?" The girl looked at Qin Hai with great interest, and said with a smile, "It's so small, about the same age as my younger brother."

"Hehe, then I'll recognize a sister first." Qin Hai is an easy-going person. Hearing what the other party said, he followed her words and said, "A distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, and a close neighbor is not as good as the opposite door. From now on, my younger brother will rely entirely on sister Xiaochen." caught."

"Hahahaha..." Wang Xiaochen laughed wildly, "As expected of someone who has studied, he speaks very humorously. By the way, your name is Qin Hai, right? I'm 20 years old, how old are you?"

"I'm 18." Qin Hai replied.

"One year older than my brother." Wang Xiaochen nodded earnestly, correcting what he said before, and then asked enthusiastically: "Have you eaten yet? Today is Sunday, and the cafeteria opens early, and there is no food now. I cooked Sweet potato porridge, would you like some?"

"No need, Wang Xiaochen." Ning Mo refused on Qin Hai's behalf, "We'll invite Qin Hai out for dinner later, and let's clean up his room first."

"Well, when did Fatty become so generous." Wang Xiaochen said, "Then you guys clean up, and you can get anything you need from me."

"Thank you, Xiaochen." Qin Hai cupped his hands to Wang Xiaochen, but this endearing title made another girl blush.

Wang Xiaochen went back to his room. Qin Hai used the key to open the door of his room, pushed the door open and entered. The house is fairly clean, and there are some sundries abandoned by the previous owner on the floor, all of which are of little value. Along the wall is a single bed with an iron frame. The bed board is slightly collapsed, but it is estimated that it will not be broken for a while. There is a very old writing desk near the window, which is the kind of "sink" with two drawers on it and a small cabinet beside it. There is a wooden armchair beside the writing desk. This is all the furniture in the room. up.

On the wall of the room next to the bed, there was an outdated movie poster. On the poster, a beautiful woman was smiling at Qin Hai with her neat teeth. Qin Hai recognized that this was Sister Liu when she was young.

"Put down the luggage, let's go out to eat." Qin Hai said, "This room is not dirty, I can clean it up myself when I come back."

Ning Mo immediately agreed: "Okay, let's go quickly. I'm tired after an afternoon, and I'm starving."

Several people threw the luggage roll on the single bed, then clapped their hands and walked out. Even though these few did not have the life of a yamen, they still had the character of a yamen who loves leisure and hates work. Hearing that Qin Hai said that he was able to clean up the room, they were very happy.

At that time, not many people had spare money to eat out, so there were only two or three restaurants in the entire eastern suburb industrial area. Ning Mo and the others rode Qin Hai in a car and walked for more than a mile. They came to a small private restaurant called "Wemin Restaurant" and walked in.

"Boss Kong, Boss Kong!" Ning Mo yelled as soon as he entered the door.

"Here we come." A middle-aged fat man who was one size smaller than Ning Mo came in response. When he saw Ning Mo, he laughed and said, "Fatty, are you here for dinner?"

"I'm here as a friend, ten yuan, you choose the best dish to serve." Ning Mo handed the ten yuan that he planned to give Qin Hai earlier to Boss Kong, and then ordered: "Put a bottle of loose wine .”

"Wow, ten yuan!" Boss Kong's eyes lit up. Except for eating and drinking with public funds, it is a rare thing for ordinary people to eat with ten yuan. Boss Kong is quite familiar with Ning Mo and the others. These young people will come here to have a tooth sacrifice every half a month. One meat dish and one vegetarian dish. Boss Kong's memory has never seen such a sudden auction of ten yuan.

"Why, Fatty, where did you come from?" Boss Kong asked curiously.

"My buddy, he graduated from the Agricultural Machinery Technical School and just came to work at our Qingfeng Factory." Ning Mo is a straightforward person who answers every question, and has already introduced Qin Hai several times with such skill.

This introduction was of no value to Boss Kong. He nodded and smiled at Qin Hai, and then hurriedly ran to the back to start cooking. As soon as he left, a thin, half-grown girl ran out on his back, and brought a small stack of sunflower seeds and a small stack of fried soybeans to Ning Mo's table, asking them to eat snacks while waiting for the food.

"It's costing you." Qin Hai had no objection to Ning Mo's arrangement, and just thanked Ning Mo lightly.

"This is actually your money." Ning Mo said, "Qin Hai, I really admire you. You are capable and don't care about money. If you were replaced by other bachelors in the bachelor building, let alone ten yuan, it would be one yuan They will hold on to the money tightly, how can they be like you, who don't even look at it."

"That's right, that's right, Qin Hai, you are really generous!" Yu Haitao and Miao Lei also praised.

Before that, Ning Mo had to pay Qin Hai ten yuan, and Yu Haitao and Miao Lei still felt a little distressed. But then Qin Hai insisted on not wanting it, which made them feel that Qin Hai was a very aggressive person. Ning Mo is worthy of being the son of the factory manager's family. Although he is shy in his pocket, he still has the courage to treat money like dirt. Qin Hai refused the ten dollars, so he simply used the ten dollars to treat Qin Hai to dinner. But I made a wish.

Everyone was chatting, a figure flashed outside the door, and another guest came in. This is a middle-aged man in a crumpled suit, his swarthy face reveals his true identity, letting people know that he is not tall, rich and handsome. He went straight to a table and sat down, and threw a heavy snakeskin bag in his hand to the ground, making a loud metallic clanging sound.

"Xiaofang!" The middle-aged man shouted in the direction of the back kitchen.

The half-grown girl from earlier ran out and stood in front of the middle-aged man, waiting for his orders.

"One serving of fried rice, one dish of peanuts, and half a catty of loose wine." The middle-aged man said in a slightly tired voice.

"Chief Xiao, come to our table and eat together." Ning Mo stood up and shouted to the middle-aged man.

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