Siheyuan: I earned foreign exchange in the heyday

After eating the delicious meat, Shazhu put down his chopsticks and whispered to Cai Yinghong, "Actually, this is very simple.

You have worked in the motorcycle factory for so many years, don't you have any leverage over Hou Mingjun?"

Seeing Cai Yinghong looking thoughtful, Sha Zhu smiled.

That leader doesn't have any leverage? Anyway, I don't believe there is such a person. More or less.

"Maybe you don't have any evidence, but it doesn't matter. You can rely on some unfounded rumors.

It is indeed unreliable to try to bring down the leader of a motorcycle factory.

But once you report it, someone will investigate.

This investigation, as long as Hou Mingjun has done this, he will definitely be afraid.

At this time, it doesn't matter whether he is filling the loophole or covering up something.

At this time, can he still care about you? At this time, it is definitely better to have less trouble than more.

If you want to transfer jobs, he has no mood to stop you; you, he won’t let you leave?

We don't expect to overthrow Hou Mingjun directly. To put it bluntly, we just want to find something for Hou Mingjun to do.

Don't let him have the time or the mood to plot against you."

Sha Zhu's words made Cai Yinghong suddenly realize that Hou Mingjun indeed worked the night shift every day.

Nothing happened at the motorcycle factory that night. Hou Mingjun slept for a hundred days and sat in the office every day with nothing to do.

Having nothing to do means just thinking about scheming against others every day.

As long as you don't get along with him, he will spend the whole night thinking about how to plot against you.

Since he had reported Hou Mingjun, his superiors would definitely send someone to investigate him.

He's been so anxious and worried, isn't this the chance for me to be transferred?

Cai Yinghong, who had figured it out, was overjoyed. She quickly filled Sha Zhu's glass again and drank another one with Sha Zhu.

Sha Zhu went back drunk, while Cai Yinghong sat at the dining table smoking and thinking about things.

The three sisters were eating their leftovers. There was nothing Cai Yinghong could do as it was too late to ask for a treat.

Where can you find vegetables at this time? The winter cabbage has not yet arrived for them, and the family has limited vegetables, so they must treat Cai Yinghong first.

After all, it's a dinner party, so it can't be too shabby.

There are too many anonymous reports in this courtyard. Even Sha Zhu knows many ways to make anonymous reports.

For example, cut out the necessary words from the newspaper one by one, and then recombine them into the content you want to report. After pasting them, this is a perfect anonymous report letter.

Cai Yinghong tore off a lot of newspapers posted on the wall of her home, and after staying up all night, she finally wrote a letter of denunciation.

The content of the report was very simple, that is, Hou Mingjun violated the regulations by allocating a house to Liu Guangfu.

The matter is not big or small. If it can be verified, Hou Mingjun will be in big trouble.

After all, Cai Yinghong was just a worker. When he was preparing to work with Hou Mingjun, he was still a workshop director.

His power was not as great as it is now, so he really didn't know what other violations Hou Mingjun had committed.

The next morning, Cai Yinghong got up early, ran to a faraway place, and mailed the letter.

The address is the superior department of the motorcycle factory, and the recipient is Uncle Nie.

He fantasized that he would be able to leave the motorcycle factory soon and arrive at the steel rolling mill, where he might be valued by Li Huaide. If he could become a squad leader, wouldn't that be a wonderful life?

Cai Yinghong was very happy. She hummed an unknown tune and went to work.

Chen Changan arrived at the automobile factory early in the morning. Before the water had boiled, Hou Mingjun arrived.

"Those bastards at the steel mill are fucking assholes.

I spent the entire night in the warehouse yesterday just cleaning up their messes.

There are quite a few unqualified parts, most of which are on the edge of the qualified line.

You say he is qualified, but he is just a little short of it. You say he is not qualified, but his product is indeed usable.”

Chen Changan was no longer surprised.

“So I said, if the size of a part has a tolerance of thirty threads, reduce it to fifteen or twenty threads on the drawing given to the workers.

This way, even if the workers' work exceeds the tolerance range on the drawings in their hands.

But in fact, it is still a qualified product. Once the tolerance is large, many workers will not pay attention to this size when working.

With such a large tolerance in mind, I can work with my eyes closed without making any mistakes.

In fact, problems are less likely to occur in areas with small tolerances.

It is the dimensions with large tolerances that are more likely to have problems.”

When Hou Mingjun saw that the water on the stove had boiled, he quickly made tea for Chen Changan, and then made a cup for himself.

Then he asked, "What do you think? What kind of materials are the steel mill willing to give us as compensation?

I'll see if it's enough for the all-nighter I have to pull."

Seeing Hou Mingjun's thief-like expression, Chen Changan said with a smile, "The steel mill is very poor. Li Huaide is only willing to sell ten big fat pigs."

Hou Mingjun's expression suddenly changed.

"Is Li Huaide still a human being? He wants to get rid of us with just ten pigs?

Last night I led twenty or thirty people and worked all night.

We have only checked a few thousand motorcycles, and there are still tens of thousands in the warehouse.

How many all-nighters do I need to pull? Ten pigs are only enough for all the workers in the factory to have a meal of braised pork.

No, this won’t do. This is too cheap for Li Huaide…”

Looking at the smile on Chen Changan's face, Hou Mingjun immediately reacted.

"Director Chen, others may not understand you, but how can I not understand you?

Tell me, what other good things are there besides these ten pigs?"

"There are still five thousand kilograms of hairtail." Chen Changan said with a smile.

Hou Mingjun likes to eat meat. He likes both braised pork and braised hairtail.

Thinking about the 5,000 kilograms of hairtail, his mouth was watering.

However, after the lesson just now, Hou Mingjun learned his lesson this time.

"What is it? Can you please explain it all at once? Why does it feel like you are squeezing toothpaste? Just answer each question as it comes.

Please be kind enough to keep me in suspense, knowing that I am very curious."

"Just a few apples and pears, nothing else."

"Really gone?"

"There really aren't any more."

"Okay, I take back what I said, Li Huaide is still a decent person.

Frozen pears are really good. Eating one in a warm house in the middle of winter is so comfortable."

Seeing Hou Mingjun drooling, Chen Changan said disdainfully, "Do you have anything else to do? If not, go back to sleep.

I will go to the Ministry later to discuss with Uncle Nie about the construction of the family quarters for our automobile factory."

As soon as he heard about the things in the family quarters, Hou Mingjun immediately forgot about the frozen pear.

After all, he has followed Chen Changan for such a long time, and he has read the community blueprint that Chen Changan drew many times.

"Are you really planning to build a house? That's great! I never imagined that I could live in such a nice building in my lifetime."

After all, in this era, buildings represent high-end and advanced.

The highest requirement of ordinary people for housing is upstairs and downstairs, electricity and telephone.