After rebirth, I still experienced a mess

15 Two investigation reports

Wang Youfu was not stupid. He knew clearly that it was difficult to get along with Xiaowei. In addition, Xiaowei's excessive calmness made him feel at a loss. Even though this calmness was no different from when he was "stupid", the deterrent effect was no longer the same as before as his status changed.

After Wang Youfu left in boredom, Jiang Yingying followed him to the well and asked, "Is that young man your boyfriend?"

"We were engaged, but he wanted to break off the engagement not long ago. He forced me to sleep with him the night before. He just said that he had already set a wedding date."

Xiao Wei's calm and concise narration made Jiang Yingying's expression change several times in an instant. She asked cautiously as if she was looking at a monster: "I think he is in good condition?"

These "conditions" of course include appearance and finances.

"What does his good condition have to do with me?"

"It's alright—?"

Seeing Xiao Wei busy washing clothes, Jiang Yingying didn't dare to ask any more questions.

A woman in her thirties came running over and said something to Jiang Yingying. Jiang Yingying took the clothes to be washed back into the house and left with the woman.

The skinny tailor was carrying a bucket of water to the well and muttered, "How can I feel at ease leaving my eight-year-old daughter at home while I sleep in the dormitory?"

Seeing that Xiao Wei ignored him, she continued, "If her husband hadn't sacrificed himself for the country, how could she have such a good job?"

Jiang Yingying is the widow of a martyr, the supply and marketing clerk said so during the day.

It was understandable that she was coveted by two leaders, but Xiao Wei had no interest in these trivial matters and she didn't want to get involved in other people's private affairs.

In this era, communication was too backward, information was severely blocked, and entertainment was very rare. Xiao Wei simply wrote a so-called investigation report. First, he affirmed the various benefits of cooperatives, which were nothing more than everyone doing their best and common prosperity. Then, based on his decades of experience, he listed the specific distribution and management problems of each branch, and proposed improvement plans such as how to balance performance and wages. He wrote several pages of eloquently.

By the end of the next day, a nearly 10,000-word investigation report mixed with bran and water was produced. It was deliberately written like a lazy woman's foot binding cloth. First, this might be a recollection report, and if it is short, it will not show the level. Second, try not to let people remember the improvement part. Salaries are divided into grades, and the salary of jobs is also divided into high and low. Under the collective system, it is difficult to operate. Even if it is changed according to Xiaowei's method, it will be temporary. After one or two years, it will enter a radical period of blood expansion, and this improvement may be questioned and criticized.

He checked it over, corrected a few typos, and when no one was paying attention, he rolled it up and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

There were more than half of the people in the cafeteria on the weekend, but Vice President Li and Director Hong did not leave. Xiao Wei was very surprised and guessed that it might be because Jiang Yingying was also having dinner here.

As expected, Vice President Li still sat next to Xiao Wei, and while Jiang Yingying and Director Hong were eating opposite them, he secretly stuffed the report into Vice President Li's trouser pocket.

"Is your daughter recovered from her illness?" Vice President Li asked Jiang Yingying casually.

"It's just a slight cold, I'm much better now." Jiang Yingying replied indifferently, imitating Xiao Wei's tone.

Director Hong suggested: "It's almost time for her to go to school. Why not take her to a dormitory so she can be looked after."

"It's inconvenient for the kids to play around. Let's wait until school starts."

Director Hong turned to Xiao Wei and said, "Xiao Ji seems to be in a bad mood. Is he having any difficulties?"

Xiao Wei shook her head: "No. I just went through a lot of stress at home and I haven't recovered yet."

Director Hong was very concerned: "If you have any difficulties, don't hide them to yourself. You can tell us and we can work together to find a solution."

"Thank you. Really not."

Vice President Li smiled and said, "I feel like Xiao Ji has this kind of personality. He is neither cold nor warm to everyone. He must have suffered a lot."

"Life is full of suffering."

OK. The conversation was almost over in no time, and Xiao Wei wanted to give himself another thumbs up.

Director Hong was unwilling to let the silence remain: "Tomorrow is Sunday, will Xiao Ji go home?"

"No return."

"Have you made a reservation for tomorrow's meal?"

"I have registered."

We are not on the same page again.

Vice President Li interrupted: "The town government will rehearse a cultural performance tomorrow. Accountant Jiang has already signed up. Xiao Ji is very good, so he can go and participate."

"I can't. I don't have the talent."

Jiang Yingying encouraged: "Let's go and try it together, it's just for fun anyway."

"I really can't. I have some personal matters to take care of tomorrow."

After returning to the dormitory, Jiang Yingying packed her things and asked Xiaowei if she was really not going back. After getting a positive answer, she invited Xiaowei to her home to play: "I really like your personality. Let's have a good talk."

"I want to walk around town tomorrow and see if I can rent a house."

Jiang Yingying didn't understand: "Why do you want to move out?"

"It would save that guy from harassing me again. Making noise here would have a bad influence."

At the door, Director Hong said, "If Xiao Ji doesn't want to, no one can force him. It would be unsafe to move out. If you bother me again, I'll have the town send someone to warn him."

Xiao Wei shook her head: "It's hard for a judge to judge family affairs, and it's hard to explain clearly. I can handle this matter myself."

Director Hong nodded: "If you have any trouble, tell us, don't force yourself."

"I will. Thank you."

"We are all comrades. Your business is our business. You are welcome."

As he spoke, he walked into the room and saw several new books on Xiaowei's bed. He praised Xiaowei for her hard work and then changed the subject casually: "By the way, have you finished the report that Vice President Li asked you to do?"

Xiao Wei pulled out a page of paper from the notebook on the bedside table: "I don't know how to write it either, so I just put together a few sentences. Director Hong, please help me see if it's okay."

Director Hong muttered as he looked at it: "It's obviously his own business. Isn't this embarrassing? Well, it's not bad."

"Then please help me give it to President Li. It's not well written and I'm embarrassed to give it to him."

"Okay. The team leaders of each branch have this task. I will collect them all and give them to him the day after tomorrow."

After seeing off Director Hong and Jiang Yingying, Xiao Wei was in a good mood. It was great to live in a dormitory alone. He was humming and doodling on his notebook when the thin tailor knocked on the door and came in: "What song is Xiao Ji singing? It's so beautiful."

Xiao Wei already knew her last name was Miao, and everyone in the community called her Aunt Miao. It was said that she had learned tailoring in Tongzhou and was familiar with sewing machine operation. She returned to her hometown when the war was about to end. She was a stranger and was keen on other people's gossip all day long.

Xiao Wei didn't want to talk to this kind of person any more: "It's meaningless, just humming nonsense."

"I heard that you were forced. In the new society, you can sue him."

"Then you have to sue my parents as well."

Aunt Miao looked sympathetic: "Your parents forced you to do this, it's really hard to deal with it."

"It doesn't matter. I don't care."

"No wonder you don't want to go home. I would have cut off ties with them."

"It's broken."

“I’m afraid they’ll get entangled.”

"Not afraid."

"That's good."

Aunt Miao reached out and lifted the blanket: "Your boyfriend gave it to you, what's in it?"

Xiao Wei frowned and tried to hold back: "The pickled mustard greens and salted pork are not tasty. I was just about to throw them away. If Aunt Miao likes them, take them and try them."

Aunt Miao reached out and took out a piece and put it in her mouth: "It's okay. It would be a pity to throw it away. If you don't want to eat it, give it to me."

Before leaving, Aunt Miao told Xiao Wei mysteriously, "I heard that Director Hong's wife is seriously ill and won't live for a few more days."

Xiao Wei pretended not to hear and stood up to see him off.

Aunt Miao was indignant: "You're hooking up with Accountant Jiang before your wife is even dead. How shameless!"