Mr. Mu retreated. Everyone naturally turned the topic to him.

"Hey, I'm talking about the old Red Army. I heard that Mr. Mu, instead of being the deputy director of the Civil Affairs Bureau, just opened the Qingying Building wholeheartedly. Is this the case?" Mr. Liu asked the Red Army Director.

"It seems that there is such a thing. But it's not entirely true. You have seen this Qingying Building. It is the only one in Xigui County." After saying this, he extended his thumb. Everyone also agreed.

They all nodded in approval.

"His restaurant business is quite good. I heard that he lived in poverty before. But later he spent 180,000 yuan and asked a Feng Shui master to clear a piece of Feng Shui treasure land and move his old man's grave to

This treasure land has just begun to develop. In the past few years, the business has been booming. And his sister-in-law also followed him."

"Then his wife has no objection?"

"What's your opinion? He earns hundreds of thousands a year, so what's the waste? If he doesn't look for his sister-in-law, he will look for someone else. It's a sister-in-law family. So he acquiesces. But he is also very kind to his wife.

.Although she has adopted a sister-in-law, she does not have a boy or girl in her name."

For a while, we talked about the mysterious Feng Shui, and for a while, we talked about the romantic affairs of the rich. After a while, we exchanged glasses, exchanged glasses, and when the wine was full and our ears were warm, everyone started talking about the "good or bad" of the work unit.

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Mr. Liu: "Oh, this life. I really can't see through it. I think about how prosperous the supply and marketing cooperative was back then. Who knew that the supply and marketing cooperative disappeared later and was transformed into an enterprise. I also changed from a state cadre to a

Corporate manager. In this material company, it sounds nice to be a manager, but in fact, I am just a polished commander. In addition, Xiaopang is the office director and driver. We now have to make ends meet by selling some explosives."

"What about fireworks and firecrackers? You are the only one who wholesales them."

"Don't mention this now. When I mention this, I get really angry."

"Okay. Then you continue."

"Why do you think it's getting worse and worse? I think back then, if I hadn't had a hothead, I would have become this shitty manager. Instead, I would have gone to the Foreign Trade Bureau (the predecessor of the Economic and Trade Bureau), the Development and Reform Bureau, etc.

, I went to that bureau during the chaos, and today I will be appointed as a deputy county magistrate, at worst I will be a director."

Naturally, everyone sighed and recalled the past.

As he talked, he got involved with the director of the Red Army again.

Mr. Liu: "Director of the Red Army, I see that your old brother and I are in the same boat. You see, at a young age you became the head of the township, a senior official of the township party, a senior official of the general workers, and then transferred to the director of the Agricultural Machinery Bureau.

After becoming the bureau chief, you went on to become the civil affairs bureau chief. You may not know this civil affairs bureau. It is all-encompassing. Being the civil affairs bureau chief is enough to serve as the county magistrate. Not to mention being the county magistrate, at least with your qualifications and

If you have the ability to be a deputy county magistrate, that's more than enough. As a result, with just a thin piece of paper, you got your current position. Come on, let's take one of our two brothers."

The Red Army Director and Mr. Liu left and began to express their own opinions.

"Mr. Liu, don't say that. You are being humble. When your explosives go off, they are worth ten thousand taels of gold. You are the only one in the county who sells them. Explosives are a special commodity, and not just anyone can sell them.

Selling more, selling less, and selling at what price are just words from your mouth. Don’t cry about poverty here. And the fireworks and firecrackers are also your family’s monopoly. There are more than 300,000 people in Xigui County.

On average, if one person makes you a few dollars, then you will also earn millions. That’s a lot of money.”

Listening to the director of the Red Army talking about this, Mr. Liu quit. "Bullshit! What a profit. You said it nicely. Do you think everyone just comes to buy from me honestly like that? That's because you don't know anything. Xigui

The people in the county are very strange. Although this fireworks and firecrackers business is a monopoly, it stands to reason that all operators should come to me to wholesale fireworks and firecrackers for sale. However, they are very thieves. They come to me casually and symbolically.

I wholesale a small amount of goods here, and then I buy the "black goods" myself and sell them. My brothers are miserable here. On the one hand, they have to pay a few workers to guard the fireworks and firecrackers warehouse, and on the other hand, they must strictly follow the

National standard maintenance and management warehouse. Thirdly, transporting fireworks and firecrackers, like transporting explosives, requires the use of explosion-proof trucks and escorts. This makes the cost high. In addition, fireworks and firecrackers cannot be sold normally.

So, this piece of money is a rebate. If I hadn’t seen some income from selling explosives, my life would really be unbearable.”

"It's just the two of you. Can't you make it through life?"

"Don't you know something? I'm still here with a big tail between my legs. The problems left by the restructuring are still very big, and there are still dozens of people who are waiting for food every month. We have to provide everyone with basic living expenses. We have to survive until everyone

Only when you retire and get a pension can you deal with this problem."

"I can't tell that our Mr. Liu is still full of bitterness."

"Yes, yes. Director Jia is better. He has been transferred to the National People's Congress. This is a good unit."

Director Jia: "Okay, okay. Isn't this because the number of leadership positions in the Work Safety Supervision Bureau has been overstaffed? The leaders saw that I was a 'player', so they transferred me to the National People's Congress for retirement."

"The National People's Congress is great. The benefits and benefits are very good."

"Okay, okay. We only gave out 300 yuan as a holiday fee on New Year's Day. I heard that some units gave out 500 yuan, and some units gave out 800 yuan, and of course some gave out 1,000 yuan."

"The most powerful one is the Internal Revenue Service, where even the most ordinary cadres are given 2,000 yuan."

It was Director Shen who spoke.

"Is it?"

"Why not? I have a good friend who is actually a chess player. He works at the Internal Revenue Service, and he only gets 2,000 yuan, and he has to give out money every solar term. There are also tens of thousands of yuan in year-end bonuses.

money."

"Wow!" Everyone was amazed.

"Comrades, don't envy others. I, Luo Honghongjun, am almost fifty years old. In everyone's words, I am over fifty. Although some changes have taken place in the social atmosphere. Some opportunistic people

Whether it’s a person or a flattering person, they’re getting there anyway. But I’m not envious either. What everyone calls a good company is just one with more power and more money. If you have more power, come and give it.

The more people you have relationships with, the more people will hang around you. They will give you cigarettes and wine, entertain you, give you money, things and women... all just to use you.

Of course, you are also willing to 'mutual benefit'. The unit money is more. It is just that it is more convenient for you to use money, you can eat more, occupy more and be greedy."

"The work unit is almost nothing more than what everyone calls the 'Qingshui Yamen', just holding on to that little 'dead salary'. It won't make you rich, and it won't starve you to death. Fewer people will surround you and say complimentary words to you, and you will eat less."

A pound of good wine, a few cartons of good cigarettes, a few beauties to sleep with, and a few banknotes to take away. But you sleep well. You don’t have to worry about a fire at the city gate somewhere. You don’t have to worry about that and that happening again.

, will it involve you? Will someone pull you out of bed in the middle of the night, put a 'gold watch' on you, and put you in jail? There are just too many 'good units'

Some opportunities for 'making mistakes' may not necessarily be truly 'good' in my opinion. 'Poor units' may only have fewer opportunities to 'make mistakes', but in my opinion they may not be truly 'bad'."

"Today, I followed Mr. Liu to stick it all out. I also drank Wuliangye and smoked Zhonghua cigarettes. Come on, let's toast Mr. Liu again. Wuliangye with this qualification is intoxicating, but there are also many fakes. Xigui Wuliangye (grain wine)

It's also intoxicating, but there's nothing fake about it. This Chinese cigarette smokes out, and this Ziyun smoke also smokes out, but I still like to smoke my Orchid cigarette the most."

The director of the Red Army said this half drunkenly, which made everyone burst into laughter.

After dinner and wine, everyone seemed to have some unfinished business, so Mr. Liu invited everyone to sing in the Song City.

It's just singing, it's just another place to continue drinking.

Everyone arrived at the "Boiling Point" Song City. Since they had not made a reservation in advance, there were naturally no "large private rooms". So they asked for a "medium package".

The waiter in the private room came in with some fruit platters and started selling drinks.

Mr. Liu had already spent a lot of money just now. Now, all he wants is some ordinary beer.

As the powerful music sounded, the old Red Army played "Little White Poplar" first. The old Red Army sang with great energy, which attracted bursts of applause from everyone. Naturally, he was "rewarded" with a glass of wine. After one song, another song "Little White Poplar" was played.

Say something from the bottom of your heart"...

After the old Red Army finished singing, Mr. Liu also presented "We Soldiers" and "One, Two, Three, Four Songs" to everyone. While everyone praised him for singing well, they were wondering if Mr. Liu had really been a soldier.

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Master Hong: "Mr. Liu, which year were you a soldier?"

Mr. Liu: “In 1973.”

Master Hong: "Oh, you were much earlier. I was a soldier in 1988 and worked as an engineering soldier in Liaohe. How about you, Mr. Liu?"

Master Hong: "Hahaha. You are just trying to show off. I am the battalion commander of the 1st Battalion of the 21st Regiment of the 6th Tank Division of the 38th Group Army."

Master Hong: "Oh. I admire you. I admire you."

After a toast, some old songs were played. When it was Director Qian’s turn, he only ordered one song, "Bills". It was sung with great emotion.

Naturally, everyone gave me enthusiastic slaps and a glass of wine as a reward.

Muyi really couldn't sing. He could only sit in the corner and be the audience. Then he took turns toasting everyone's drinks. After a round of toasts, maybe the beer he just drank mixed with the white wine he drank earlier, resulting in a certain phenomenon.

A mysterious chemical reaction. As soon as Mu started drinking wine, he explained the situation to the Red Army Director and Mr. Liu. Everyone also expressed their understanding and did not embarrass him.
Chapter completed!