King of Industry

Director Zhang personally intervened, and the problem was solved immediately.

When Zhao Guoyang, accompanied by Director Zhang, went to the window on the first floor to pay the initial installation fee of 150 yuan, the round-faced woman who kept smiling apologetically by her side felt her muscles twitch.

Director Zhang, thank you. I'll treat you to dinner after I've been busy for a while! After the matter was completed, Zhao Guoyang thanked Director Zhang repeatedly while holding the hand of Director Zhang.

Ah, Researcher Zhao is too polite, too polite. This is what I should do. When you are free, I will treat you to dinner, and we two brothers can have a good chat. Director Zhang said very humbly.

After some courtesies, Zhao Guoyang stopped dawdling and left.

Looking at the back of Zhao Guoyang pushing the door, the round-faced woman stretched her neck and asked tentatively: Director, what is the identity of this researcher Zhao? Why does he only need more than a hundred to install a phone?

Although Zhao Guoyang didn't complain much in front of Zhang Donghai just now, Zhang Donghai keenly caught his dissatisfaction with this woman.

Hearing what this round-faced woman said, Zhang Donghai glanced at her angrily, and said in a deep voice: No matter what your identity is, as long as you come to our telecom bureau for business, you are our guest, and you will not be neglected in the slightest. , you are so defiant, if you meet someone with a bad temper, you will suffer sooner or later!

Zhang Donghai didn't save face for the round-faced woman. After reprimanding him, he hurried upstairs.

The round-faced woman's face was blue and red for a while, and it took a long time for it to return to normal.

She couldn't help but secretly slandered: Lao Zhang is such a coward, he speaks in a high-sounding way, but I don't even know the details of him.

However, since this young man was able to find the director of the Provincial Bureau with just one phone call, he is definitely not someone to take it easy. If there is a chance in the future, he can be close to him...

Zhao Guoyang naturally had no idea what the round-faced woman was thinking.

After finishing the business of the telecommunications bureau, he went to the busiest grocery market in the county, planning to buy some New Year's goods for his family.

In the early 1990s, the New Year's atmosphere was much better than that of Zhao Guoyang's previous life, and the New Year's flavor was stronger. Although there are still ten or so days before the Chinese New Year, the streets have already begun to become lively.

Zhao Guoyang bought two bags of Jingguo, two bags of peanut candy, two bags of toffee, and some miscellaneous snacks, which are the children's favorite during the Chinese New Year.

In addition, Zhao Guoyang also bought red silk cloth for his mother and younger sister, so that they could make two more sets of new clothes for the New Year.

This big purchase cost him more than 100 yuan, and he almost couldn't take it with him on the bicycle.

After wandering around in the county until four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhao Guoyang pushed a cart full of harvests and headed home.

Along the way, many people saw this young man buying so many New Year's goods, and looked at him with envy and admiration.

...

When Zhao Guoyang returned home with a cart of New Year's goods, it was already past five o'clock, and it was almost dark.

As soon as he pushed open the door of the yard, Xiao Hei's cry came out.

Your brother must be back, Xiaoyong, come out with me to have a look! In the room, the voice of mother He Huifen sounded.

Before the words were finished, He Huifen and Zhao Xiaoyong ran out one after the other.

Seeing that Zhao Guoyang had packed the car and put down the big and small bags, He Huifen complained for a while: Guoyang, why do you buy so many things? Isn't it the Chinese New Year yet? You bought so much food, Xiao Jing and Xiaoyong ate up all of them a year ago...

Zhao Guoyang wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand, and said with a smile: Hey, Mom, I bought this thing, and it was for Xiaojing and Xiaoyong. It doesn't make any difference if it's from a year ago or not. When I'm done eating, I'll go buy some more!

After hearing this, Zhao Xiaoyong immediately threw himself on Zhao Guoyang and cheered, Haha, that's great. Brother, you are the best!

With his younger brother who weighed a hundred catties on his back, Zhao Guoyang couldn't help humming: Damn, Xiaoyong, you are the fattest!

Seeing the funny faces of the two brothers, He Huifen's eyes became moist.

After a while, she seemed to think of something, and hurriedly stepped forward to pat Zhao Xiaoyong on the shoulder and said, Xiaoyong, don't make a fuss, help your brother get the things into the house. After a while, there will be guests at home, don't mess with it. It's a mess.

Okay! Zhao Xiaoyong may not have been so obedient this month, snatched the two bags from Zhao Guoyang's hand, and rushed into the room with a snort.

What his mother He Huifen said surprised Zhao Guoyang.

He raised his head, rubbed his sore shoulders and asked, Mom, is there any guest coming soon? Is it uncle?

The uncle Zhao Guoyang mentioned was naturally He Huifen's younger brother He Guoping.

He Guoping is not highly educated, has no skills, and is honest and honest. In addition, his wife has always been weak and sick, so life is very difficult.

He Huifen is just such a younger brother, so if he is able, he will naturally help him out.

From time to time, she would let her younger brother come to the house for a light meal or something, which could be regarded as improving his meal.

Although economic conditions are limited, every time He Guoping comes, he will bring a small gift for Zhao Xiaojing and Zhao Xiaoyong.

For example, Zhao Xiaojing brought a small wooden comb made by herself, and Zhao Xiaoyong brought a small jar for catching crickets or something.

Zhao Guoyang still respects his uncle very much.

Of course, these are the memories of his previous body. After rebirth, he and this uncle have not met once.

At this moment, when his mother said that there were guests coming to the house, Zhao Guoyang subconsciously thought of this uncle.

Zhao Guoyang had just said his uncle's name, and He Huifen's face was a little sad.

She forcefully said, It's not your uncle, it's Xiaojing's homeroom teacher who came to visit. Something happened to your uncle's house these days, and they may not be able to come for the Chinese New Year...

What happened? Hearing this, Zhao Guoyang was in a daze.

He was surprised, of course, not by his sister's homeroom teacher, but by what happened at his uncle's house.

Now that the chatterbox has been opened, He Huifen no longer hides from Zhao Guoyang.

She raised her sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, choked up and said, Guoyang, you didn't come back a few days ago, so I don't know the situation. Your uncle's second child got into trouble.

Xiao Er? He Wei? What happened to him? Zhao Guoyang followed up and asked.

Xiaowei, he broke the imported game console at his classmate's house and has to pay for it. I heard it costs more than 1,000 yuan. Your uncle's monthly salary is only 120 yuan, and he has to support your aunt and two children. How can I afford it...

He Huifen wiped away her tears as she spoke, thinking she had touched something sad.