Transformation of Rebirth

Zheng Haiyang listened carefully, and the result of the discussion between the two families was this—they decided to open an "introduction class", which was similar in nature to the intermediary many years later, to connect the two parties and help factories or private owners find technology , of course the form is like this, but what to do specifically will have to wait for them to inquire about some more information.

Just do what you say, and Han Zhijun and Zheng Ping ran out again that day. The two of them looked at this class and that class opened near the city, and found that they were basically debt collection classes, and there were not many of them. They were concentrated near a guest house. There is a large courtyard next to the guest house. It used to be a research institute. Later, the research institute moved out of the courtyard and became vacant. Now the vacant research institute has become a concentration camp for the local "debt collection squad". It has been open for about three days. The four "debt collection classes", because of the people coming and going nearby, even formed a small business circle around them. Many people push carts nearby to sell things, water sellers, breakfast and lunch sellers, and even shoe shiners. .

Han Zhijun used to be a boss, and his shirt was very well-dressed, and he carried a briefcase, and now he looked like a small boss; Zheng Ping, with his eyes and a gentle face, looked like a cultural person. In the big courtyard, when the guard came to ask, they said they wanted to see the debt collection class. The guard looked at them and let them in.

Immediately after entering, someone pulled them into a classroom, which was actually a large conference room, with wooden tables and chairs inside, and a podium at the front, and a man stood on the podium, spitting water horizontally Fei, and there were already many people sitting in the classroom at that time, the person who brought them in told them that they could listen to it first, and then pay the fee to participate if they felt good.

Zheng Ping and Han Zhijun didn't take a nap at noon. In the large classroom, the electric fan above their heads was blowing hot air. They were drowsy when they heard that they came out halfway. After they got out, they went to the other two debt collection classes. After listening for a while, they came out again. .

They were buying tea under the shade of a tree across from the courtyard of the research institute. Han Zhijun asked Zheng Ping what he thought, and Zheng Ping shook his head and said, "I feel like a fool, they teach people how to fool people to pay off their debts, but in fact they are also fooling people. "

Han Zhijun wiped the sweat off his face and said, "Even if they are fooling people, there are some people who are willing to pay to attend the class. You see, many people in the classroom were listening and recording with their notebooks. They looked good."

Zheng Ping said: "What are we going to do now?"

Han Zhijun: "Let's go, see how many small factories there are near the city."

As a result, the statistics showed that the number was really not small. After Han Zhijun went back, he estimated a little bit, and there were hundreds of small factories in all kinds of places in the city, including those township enterprises that had only emerged in recent years.

But counting the numbers is not enough, we still need to understand the basic situation of these small factories. Han Zhijun is worthy of running a refrigerator factory. He has vision and experience. It's useless, this method must be practical, feasible and profitable.

Zheng Ping and Han Zhijun ran back and forth for several days. They rode bicycles to the factory under the sun, and they rode a car as far away as possible. They ran down from one small factory to another. If it was less, they could only run two or three times a day, and if it was more, they would go to the factory. I can run eleven or twelve. The heat and tiredness are not the most irritating thing. The most irritating thing is that they can't even enter many factories.

They thought of many ways to enter the factory at the beginning. Usually, they would come to the door alone, saying that they were purchasing from a certain factory. It took a while to get in and then figured out a way, but in the end the two suddenly figured out a trick - as long as you ask these small factories if there is a shortage of skilled workers, the guards will almost never drive them away immediately, but let them wait. , Said to ask the leader for instructions.

This method has been tried and tested repeatedly, and at the same time, it also let them know that these factories were really short of skilled personnel at that time, especially those factories that obtained machine processing through various channels, even more so.

There is indeed a shortage of skilled workers these days, because in the past, the big manufacturing factories were all state-owned enterprises, and skilled workers were monopolized in state-owned factories.

It stands to reason that skilled workers are in short supply, and these people should be more likely to be poached by township enterprises and private factories, but the problem is-the transportation is not developed these days, the exchange of information is inconvenient, and people's ideas are relatively static.All these made it impossible for the factory to find suitable skilled workers, and the skilled workers would not come out to find jobs, so all of these provided favorable conditions for Han Zhijun and Zheng Ping to hold introduction classes.

At the same time, Grandpa Zheng also helped them inquire about state-owned factories in the provincial capital. After calculation, there are far fewer factories than small factories, and now the most are township factories. These factories are sandwiched between state-owned and private enterprises. Awkward.

There are many private factories and township factories that lack technical support. They are also seeking a way out for survival like Zheng Ping and Han Zhijun. In [-], the entire economic development was almost stagnant. After the rapid economic development and transformation in the past few years In [-], it seemed that before entering the new era, we had stepped onto a gentle slope. The price barrier was pulled up urgently, but inflation continued, and the state continued to regulate it through policy to ease the process of private economic development. In order to protect state-owned enterprises, a large number of private enterprises have been rectified.

Existing private enterprises are at a standstill and are in danger. A group of people who want to enter the sea see that the wind is not right and then withdraw their feet. Newspapers report every day that private factories have been rectified for tax evasion and tax evasion, and which enterprises fail to pass the qualification. Haiyang himself was a little terrified when he read the newspaper. The country is indeed very strict at this time, and it seems that it intends to rectify the market.

But these did not dampen Zheng Ping and Han Zhijun's confidence. After half a month of running errands to collect information, they finally came to a firm conclusion—it can be done!

At that time, both of them were tanned, not only black, but also dark and thin. Zheng Ping's trouser belt was loosened a lot, and Han Zhijun's chin was so thin that his chin was pointed. Grandma Zheng made bone soup for them. People drink three bowls a day, and at the end of the drink, Zheng Ping feels sick all over when he smells the smell of bones.

And Xiaobao Han was already more than eight months old at this time, and he had already learned to crawl after coming to the oil factory. Grandma Zheng found a soft mat with a layer of mat on it, and the baby crawled on the mat.

Usually there is no one at home, the men go out to run the factory, Cheng Baoli works part-time in the oil factory to earn a little money, only Chen Lingling looks after the two children at home, if Chen Lingling goes out to wash dishes or something, only Zheng Haiyang watches at home with little baby.

Zheng Haiyang thinks that Xiaobao Han has changed since he learned to crawl. He was very good when he was lying in the cradle and lying on the bed. He looked like a smiling bun with black eyes. Zi often just stared at Zheng Haiyang without moving. Sometimes he fell asleep when he was tired from watching, and sometimes he laughed silently when he was happy.

It's all right now. Since he was able to crawl, the baby has been full of energy and motors, as if he wants to make up for the time spent lying in bed for the previous seven or eight months. Most adults will hold the baby in the middle of the mat so that they can Crawling to the left and crawling to the right is still on the mat; but Baby Han seems to be full of energy after drinking enough milk, every time he crawls from the center of the mat to the edge, and crawls along the edge of the mat. Two laps, and finally crawled outward like a little sheep trying to break through the "cage".

Zheng Haiyang dare not run out every time, he has to watch the baby when the adults are not around, and if he climbs to the edge of the mat, he has to run over and drag the baby back, run out and drag the baby back, run out and drag the baby back... When he came back, Zheng Haiyang thought it was okay once or twice, and it seemed to be okay twenty or thirty times. When he was going to drag it dozens of times in the morning, Zheng Haiyang really wanted to kneel for him on the mat.

Boy... don't your knees hurt?

The little baby is full of energy and momentum. Every time he is dragged back, he continues to crawl forward, and every time he is dragged back, he continues to crawl. He has practiced a good skill of "horse stepping on flying swallows". From the beginning, he slowly crawled to the edge of the mat From the last ten seconds to the current two or three seconds, the speed is simply breathtaking.

And the mat occupies the open space in the middle of the room. On one side is a big iron bed with four-legged iron pillars, and on the other side is a solid wood desk. Finally, when Zheng Haiyang didn't pay attention, the little baby bumped his head against the bed beside the bed. Looking at the iron pillar, the small mouth glanced at Roubaozi's face and wrinkled, "Wow" and burst into tears.

At that time, when Zheng Haiyang went out to pee in the yard, he urinated directly under the wall. Chen Lingling just turned her head in the room, and the baby bumped her forehead just like that.

Chen Lingling hurriedly hugged her son into her arms, rubbed her head, and coaxed her: "Oh, baby, don't cry, don't cry, mom will give you a whir, huff~~huh~~, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt Oh." Chen Lingling rubbed a small bump on Han Yi's forehead, and her mother's heart ached to death.

The baby writhed in Chen Lingling's arms, turning this way and that way, as if looking for someone, crying more and more, cat tears fell down, and Chen Lingling cried more and more.

Han was actually very good when she was a child, and she seldom cried. After all, Chen Lingling stayed with her children all day when she was not at work. Children have a natural dependence on their mothers. Being with them for a long time can give them a sense of security, but today they just cry for some reason. It was so loud that I wished that the roof would be knocked down when I howled.

Zheng Haiyang vaguely heard crying outside the yard, hurriedly took out the birdie, shook it and stuffed it into his pants, washed his hands indiscriminately and ran towards the house. As soon as he entered the house, he saw Han Yi in Chen Lingling's arms crying all over his face It's folds, like a shrunken meat bun.

Ancestor, Zheng Haiyang sighed in his heart and ran over. Han Yiyi turned his head and saw Zheng Haiyang, and his crying gradually became quieter, and finally stopped crying; Meat hands, the two are three years old and the other is only eight months old, and their small hands are just good enough to grasp the hand like a small meat ball.

Zheng Haiyang took Han Yi's hand and looked at him, with a slightly adult tone of reproach: "Why are you crying? You bumped your head when you crawled around?"

The little bun sniffed and muttered silently. Chen Lingling finally felt relieved seeing her son stopped crying. She covered the forehead that the child had just bumped into with her warm palm, and said, "It's useless for me to coax now. I want Yangyang to coax him, and Yangyang won't cry when he comes, the baby likes brother Yangyang, right?" He said patting the little bun on his forehead dotingly.

Zheng Haiyang thought to himself, what kind of brother am I? I worry about taking care of the children every day, it's like raising half a son.

Just thinking about this, suddenly, a slight voice appeared in the quiet room - "Yang... Yang, Yang... Yang... Yang"

Chen Lingling and Zheng Haiyang looked at the little baby in astonishment at the same time, only to see Han Yi slowly moving his lips, with an intermittent but tuneable voice coming out of his throat.

That night, everyone circled around the baby, and Han Zhijun squatted in front of his son, "Dad, Dad, come on baby boy, call Dad, Dad! Dad!"

"Yang...Yang..."

Chen Lingling sat on the edge of the bed, pushed Han Zhijun's head away, and leaned in front of her son: "Baby, come, call mom, mom... Mom."

"Yang...Yang..."

Cheng Baoli: "Auntie, is Auntie calling back?"

"Yangyang..."

Zheng Ping: "Where's Uncle? See you, Uncle Zheng, come and call Uncle."

"Yangyang..."

"Grandma, come and call grandma."

"Yangyang."

"Grandpa, call Grandpa to listen, Grandpa will buy you candy."

"Yangyang."

Everyone: "..."

Chen Lingling looked at the ceiling fan above her head: "It must be because we usually shout too much."

Cheng Baoli was overjoyed: "Look how close you are to Yangyang in our family, like a younger brother."

Zheng Haiyang's heart was full of joy, and the smile on his face was like a blooming flower. He thought that taking care of the child like a nanny for so long was not in vain, nor was it in vain! !

The first sentence he spoke was not Mom and Dad, but Yang Yang.Hey!How proud!

Chapter 17: Being a Father and a Mother

After confirming that the "introduction class" could be done, the two families started running again.

Han Zhijun was responsible for inquiring about how to set up an office in the courtyard of the research institute. In fact, they don’t need to set up classrooms if they don’t teach, but there has already been an atmosphere in the courtyard. Many leaders of factories and enterprises will go there. For those factory leaders, it is good for them to spread the word; moreover, Han Zhijun also thought of a way out. If the "introduction class" is not successful, they can retreat to hold a debt collection study here. He is still very good at fooling people in class and so on.

Grandpa Zheng tried to get the home addresses of those experienced technical workers. Zheng Ping and Cheng Baoli went to the homes of those skilled workers together, and sometimes even waited at the gate of their factories. , Everyone’s reaction is different. Some people are very happy to hear that they can make more money and say they can go. Some people are cautious and refuse immediately because they are afraid of losing their current job. I think the two of them are liars in a husband and wife team.

On the contrary, many retired skilled workers expressed their willingness to come out. Anyway, they are already retired, and they are idle when they are idle.

Zheng Ping used a special leather notebook to write down the basic information such as name, age, family address, what technology he knows, free time, the furthest place he can travel, and so on.According to statistics, there are still quite a few people who are willing to make more money.

Han Zhijun inquired about the news, and it turned out that the compound was still a research institute, and there were necessary procedures to set up a large classroom. He even found out that the "debt collection classes" in the compound were all unlicensed, but Studying all the study courses, those debt collection classes borrowed the name of the course study of the research institute, even if the higher-ups came to investigate, it was also carried out by the research institute, and the face of the research institute was said to be quite big.

After inquiring about the news, Han Zhijun took Chen Lingling to start a relationship. The reason why he took Chen Lingling was because she was very capable in dealing with the world, and she knew what to give and what to say.

Of course, in Zheng Haiyang's view, the key is that people at this time are more "sincere" than people ten or twenty years later. They don't have much fancy, and most of them are willing to do things just by giving a small gift. After all, people in this era Even those who are officials have come from poverty.

The procedures went smoothly. Han Zhijun spent some money to get a medium-sized meeting room. It was not big, but there was an office next to it. There were all tables and chairs in it. Han Zhijun also spent a lot of money to set up a landline phone. It is convenient for those in need to call for consultation.

Then I wanted to introduce the name of the class, thinking of a meaningful and foreign name, several people discussed for a long time without any result, finally Cheng Baoli said: "It's called 'Yiyang Introduction Class', Han Yi's Yi, Zheng Haiyang's Yang."

Han Zhijun slapped his thigh, "This name is good, not tacky, just this name!"

After working for a month, Han Zhijun put on his most precious suit and started running the factory with Zheng Ping. This time, no one stopped them, and almost all of them met the leaders of the factory, especially those township enterprises that were in urgent need of development. , some even the leaders of a small town below the provincial capital were entertaining them.

The small leather notebook in Zheng Ping’s hand recorded in detail the names and conditions of those workers who were willing to come forward to provide technical support. They went to the corresponding factories and said they could provide technical support, and soon a township factory offered an olive branch, saying that They need cooperation, they need technology, and they need development.

There are no norms for doing many things in this era. Many people do not sign the contract, and a verbal promise counts. Han Zhijun paid attention to it, and signed a contract in his own name. This contract is " The first business contract of "Yiyang Introduction Class" stated in black and white that "Yiyang" would provide them with technical support, four days a week, six hours a day, 24 hours of technical support a week, and 30 days a month. The fee is paid monthly for the first three months, settled at the beginning of the next month, and paid in advance after March.

And "Yiyang" also signed a contract with the corresponding two skilled workers, determining their working hours and remuneration, as well as "Yiyang"'s commission fee, and they are responsible for paying the workers' wages.

From the very beginning, Han Zhijun and Zheng Ping were sure that they would not hide the commission, and they knew that they could not hide it. The workers work in the factory, and they can find out quickly after inquiring. They are open, just telling others that what they do is a kind of middleman business. .

Grandma Zheng asked worriedly: "Then what if the half-year contract time has passed and the factory doesn't look for someone from you, and he directly looks for that worker, won't you lose the commission?"

Han Zhijun laughed: "If we can do it for half a year, then 'Yiyang' can grasp a lot of information. By that time, where there are technical talents and where there is demand, we 'Yiyang' will have the most information. At that time, it will not be us who come to find others. That’s right, workers and factories come to us for introductions. For example, people in the north of the city don’t know which township factories are in the south of the city, and which factories are short of people. If they come to us, we will know which enterprises are suitable for them. This is essentially An information barrier."

Information barriers?Grandma Zheng didn't understand, she just nodded in a daze, but Han Zhijun didn't say the last half of the sentence - what we make is quick money, we can do what we can to make money, the current policy is unstable, maybe we will make money in half a year Spend some money on other things.

In this way, with the signing of the first contract, the "Yiyang Introduction Class" took the first step, and for the first contract, they pumped a skilled worker for 60 yuan a month, which is equivalent to Zheng Ping's work in his hometown. Half a month's income of the factory.Of course, the wages for skilled workers in this contract are very high, several hundred a month, which is much higher than what they received in the original factory.

In the past, Zheng Ping worked tirelessly on the front line, working from dawn to dusk, working ten hours a day for half a month, and only got 60 yuan. But now, he sits in the office, answers the phone, and communicates with the leaders of the factory. There are so many, Zheng Ping and Cheng Baoli both sigh with emotion, as expected, people still have to take a step forward to catch up with the pace of the times.

The two families are now full of fighting spirit, and everyone goes out with pride every day and comes back with high spirits. Chen Lingling, who spends most of her time at home with her children, has a smile on her face every day. The man's career starts again, and his son will crawl and start talking To put it simply, friends are as reliable and honest as family members, and the best life is nothing more than that.

Cheng Baoli now rides her bicycle to the office of the introduction class to clean up once a day. Every time she wipes the table, she carefully picks up the landline phone on the table that cost a lot of money to wipe, and then puts it down gently, just like that What a big baby.

Looking at Zheng Ping again, in just over a month, he became darker and thinner, but he is no longer the skilled worker in oil factory overalls. He changed into a pair of gold-rimmed eyes and bought them at a department store. Two sets of suits, a few ties and leather shoes, walking on the main road like a "little leader", looking very proud.

Now he and Han Zhijun take turns sitting in the office, one person goes out and the other stays. At the beginning, he still had to go to the factory, but at the same time, Grandpa Zheng took a brush and wrote a small piece of paper for them, looking for those who were on the road in the evening. An old man and an old woman who took a cattail leaf fan to enjoy the shade posted electric poles and red walls. One person was in charge of several roads and several districts. The cost of posting was less than [-] cents per night and more than [-] cents per night. There are quite a few old men and old men My wife is willing, anyway, Han Zhijun and the others provide the easy and messy work, and they can earn a few cents.

They didn't count exactly how many copies Grandpa Zheng wrote, but they kept writing and posting and were torn up and continued to find someone to post the next day.

Finally, after the initial two-week transition period, Han Zhijun signed two more orders to send out six skilled workers, and at the same time, the phone in the office that had never rang finally broke the silence.

A phone costs more than 4000 yuan, and the other three debt collection teams in the compound are not as rich and powerful as Han Zhijun. Zheng Ping didn’t want to get a landline phone at first, but Han Zhijun is very far-sighted: “Factories generally have phones, and making a call is no worse than running away. Convenience? It’s okay to spend a little more money at the beginning, and you’ll earn it back in the future, and I don’t want my child to be caught by a wolf!”

The calls came one after another. At the beginning, I could answer three or four calls in the morning, and seven or eight calls in the afternoon. Later, there were more and more calls. Sometimes just as I put down the receiver, the phone rang again.

During the period when the "Yiyang Introduction Class" was just getting better, Zheng Haiyang was basically watching the baby at home. He felt that he was taking care of the baby like a dad. In fact, if he could, he still wanted to be more It's just that he is too young now.

After Han Yi bumped into his head once, he was not very honest. From Zheng Haiyang's point of view, this child seemed to be possessed by some unknown creature, and he always showed a level beyond what ordinary children should have. Very easily excitable, just like suffering from ADHD since childhood.

Because he bumped into a bed post once before, Han Zhijun wrapped the legs of the bed with a soft cloth, and Grandma Zheng found a big mat and threw it on the ground, and Han Yi's crawling range was more than doubled. This is good now, Zheng Haiyang now sees Han Yi crawling around the mat every day, and he can see that the snake is sick.

Zheng Haiyang couldn't figure it out, what the hell was this kid's little hands and feet made of?Isn't he tired?

Chen Lingling would spread the toys on the mat for the baby to play with. After being excited for a while, Han Yi started to put all the things within reach into his mouth. Fortunately, his mouth was only a little big, so he didn't put those The building block toys that were obviously over the standard were all stuffed into their mouths.

"Yangyang, Yangyang..." Since Han Yi started speaking, Zheng Haiyang's nickname was the one he yelled the most every day.

Besides, this kid didn't just yell at anyone he saw. Zheng Haiyang once sat on the side and observed carefully. Every time Han Yi yelled "Yangyang", he turned towards him, as if he knew the meaning of the word "Yangyang". His name is the same.

The little radish has a small head and is keen on crawling around and stuffing things into its mouth. If it can't fit, it will usually turn in the direction of Zheng Haiyang, push the things in front of him, and call out "Yang Yang", like that It's like giving Zheng Haiyang something that belongs to him.

If Zheng Haiyang didn't hold it, Han Yi would sit on the mat and stare at him, and at the end he looked aggrieved, as if he was about to cry; Shine brightly.

Zheng Haiyang sometimes takes advantage of the short time when the adults are not around to teach the baby to speak. After being reborn for such a long time, Zheng Haiyang has really spent a lot of time on Little Luootou. Han Yi is like his own brother and half son. , He spent time and energy, just like a gardener watering a young sapling, patiently and earnestly, looking forward to ten or twenty years later, the young sapling will grow into a young white poplar with a tall and straight trunk.

Zheng Haiyang thought about it, and since Han Yi appeared in his mind more than ten years later, handsome, excellent, good personality, good family background, polite, and popular... In short, he is a good boy with all the advantages. , Seeing himself, he would call out "Brother" kindly, the two brothers are like brothers.

Thinking about it this way, I was a little excited!

Zheng Haiyang is now full of confidence and expectations for his own life, the life of his family, and even the life of his little baby Han Yi. He knows that everything is different from before, and the road of life in the future will only become wider and wider The more you walk, the smoother you will be, and finally you will walk out of a broad road.

Because of physical and age constraints, he now spends a lot of time thinking. When people are idle, they tend to think wildly, and when they think wildly, they will open their brains. Sometimes they watch the little boy crawling and crawling in front of him with a little butt shaking Yes, I can't help but think of things that will happen more than [-] years later.

He thought that the little thing was grown up by himself, and he took care of it with his own hands when he wore open crotch pants. Unfortunately, after more than [-] years, isn't he going to fall in love, marry a daughter-in-law, get married and have a baby?

Thinking of this, Zheng Haiyang suddenly felt a feeling of "being a father and a mother worked so hard to raise a son with shit and urine, but in the end he became someone else's man".

Thinking about it this way, it's really a little bit sad!