Siheyuan: Mr. Wang is the only one who is backstabbed!

"Tavern? Hey, it's not far from us, just on East Street!" Wang Gang smiled with the information in his hand. He just looked at it and found that the owner of the shop was not Xu Huizhen, nor was there a silk shop owner named Chen Xueru.

It is just a down-to-earth tavern where people from all walks of life in the city can rest and have a drink. It is a bit similar to the bars in later generations, but it is definitely more of a clean bar.

Just drink some wine, chat, have some small intestines, a dish of peanuts, and some cold dishes, and that's it!

"How is it? Do you want to drink?" Director Wang also came out from behind the desk, pulled a stool and sat next to Wang Gang and asked with a smile.

"I do, but I don't drink it often, hehe!"

"That's good. It's good to drink less! Here is the information about the pub you want to go to. You can take it home and read it slowly today. You can go there directly in the evening. Our street office has notified the neighborhood committee and their pub."

"Okay, Director Wang, don't worry, I'll go back and sort it out, and come over to take a look in the evening!

You know what, I have never been to this pub before!"

Director Wang nodded with a smile, "It can be seen that you are an honest and good boy! Aunt Wang likes you!"

"Hehe, thank you Aunt Wang for liking it!"

Wang Gang is not stupid. Since Director Wang has reminded him so many times, it won’t hurt to just call her auntie when no one is around!

"Okay, stop smiling like a fool. Let me tell you something. Even if you go there to be a public affairs manager, you will still be a cadre of our subdistrict office. Even if the position of public affairs manager is no longer needed in the future, it will be good for you to return to the subdistrict office and have your qualifications evaluated!"

"Don't worry, Aunt Wang. I am a member of our Street Office in life and I will be a member of our Street Office in death!"

Director Wang slapped Wang Gang and glared at him, "What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Pooh, pooh, pooh! Hehe, I said the wrong thing, I said the wrong thing!"

"Okay, stop beating the cymbals. The tavern will pay you a salary every month, which is not too small, more than 20 yuan! But you have nothing to do with the dividends, so just don't embarrass me, Aunt Wang!"

Wang Gang smiled and said, "Don't worry, I am a student of business and trade after all, so I won't cause any trouble for you!"

I didn’t expect that I could get an extra salary every month. The two together add up to 60 per month, my God!

That's really a lot of money. His father was a level 5 maintenance worker - a fitter, and he only made more than 60 yuan.

He's in a good situation. He hasn't even been working for half a year, but the two together have already supported his father for half his lifetime. He should be content!

Not to mention, he also has the system brother to boost his morale!

"That's fine. If you don't understand anything at the beginning, you should talk less, do less, and observe more. If you have any questions, communicate with others more.

There is no harm in that, it is always good to learn more!"

"Auntie Wang, don't worry!"

"Okay, take the information and go home directly. You should go back early today. You will basically stay in the pub from now on. But you should come to the street office once a week. Don't get unfamiliar with our work.

If anything happens, the Street Office will arrange someone to notify you!"

"Got it!"

......

The courtyard of the steel rolling mill.

Backyard, Wang’s house.

After Wang Gang returned home, he told his mother about today's happy events, drank a whole jar of water to moisten his throat, and then picked up the information to continue studying.

Actually, there isn’t a lot of information. It’s nothing more than studying the people first, and then studying the things.

The owner of the tavern, his surname is Niu, Niu Laoguo, an elderly widower in his fifties, but he is a very nice person. When people hear about Niu Laoguo on the street, they basically give him a thumbs up.

The pub accountant was sent by the neighborhood committee and was considered a member of the neighborhood committee. He had studied accounting and had helped with accounting matters in the neighborhood committee before. She was Xu Feng, who was in her thirties and had a son, a daughter and a husband.

The tavern cashier, Wang Cuizhi, the residents of this street, after all, the neighborhood committee and the street office also have the responsibility to help families in need, right?

The tavern chef, Ma Qiang, is a half-real chef. He has learned the craft, but his hands have some problems. It is still appropriate for him to make some cold dishes!

There was also a waitress in the pub, Zhou Hongmei, who was also in her thirties. Her situation was the same as Wang Cuizhi's, both of them coming from families in financial difficulties.

"My goodness, if we hadn't seen the information provided by your street office, we really wouldn't know. But we are all miserable people!" Aunt Wang sighed.

In fact, for a while she also went to the street office and the neighborhood committee, thinking of asking them to help arrange a job for her, but later the eldest son in the family went to work in a steel rolling mill, and the family was indeed not short of food and drink, so she gave up the idea.

Now, when she saw the families in need arranged by the neighborhood committee, she suddenly understood.

There are always people who have a harder life, so it is good to give these people priority.

Especially since they now have two sons, each one more promising than the other, why could Ms. Su Chunfang be dissatisfied with their family's current situation?

The only regret is that these two guys in the family still don't have a partner! Although I'm not in a hurry to ask them to get married, it's okay for them to have a partner, right?

"Manager Wang, would you like to come over after dinner?" Ms. Su Chunfang said with a smile as she poured her beloved son another glass of water.

Wang Gang rolled his eyes. "Mom, you are just making fun of me! What are you calling a manager?"

"Haha, from now on, the neighbors in our courtyard probably won't know what to call you!" Ms. Su Chunfang laughed non-stop.

"Secretary Wang, this sounds good to me, hehe! After all, my position as public affairs manager is just a part-time job. Our director said that if I work part-time for two years and gain some qualifications, the rest of the road will be easy!" Wang Gang grinned.

This public manager is indeed not as good as the street office cadre! A public manager is not necessarily a cadre, but a cadre can definitely get the qualification of a public manager!

"By then, maybe you can even get a clerk status of level 50 or , and your monthly salary will be more than . If I, your son, do something to bring honor to the street, hey!"

"Then maybe our family will be able to produce a section chief or something in the future!"

"Okay, then I, your mother, will be waiting for your good news, haha!"