Siheyuan: Fishing for All Things

"Lin Shaowen, you are such a beast."

Jia Zhang's eyes were red with jealousy, "Qin Peiru asked you to borrow money, and you said you didn't have any... Now you have money to buy a color TV, are you still a human being?"

"Aunt Jia, I say you're done." Sha Zhu said impatiently, "Didn't Old Lin say that the color TV was bought by Qin Jingru... He is a pauper, and he is only qualified to run errands."

Puff!

The young wives in the yard laughed immediately.

"Brother, since your family wants to buy a color TV, why don't you sell your old TV to me." Xu Damao said while pulling Lin Shaowen.

"Old Xu, I'm not saying anything bad about you, the supply and marketing cooperative has it, why did you buy mine?" Lin Shaowen said with a smile.

"Brother, tickets."

Xu Damao said with a bitter face, "The TV is 470 yuan, and the tickets are also 200 yuan... This is expensive when combined."

"Well, that's right."

Lin Shaowen sighed.

The ticket system will last for about ten years.

"Brother, what do you say?"

Xu Damao patted his chest and said, "I won't take advantage of you. How about this... the TV is 470 yuan, I'll give you 500 yuan?"

"Wow."

The whole yard was in an uproar.

Didn't Xu Damao say that he was in financial difficulties? Why is he shaking again?

Yan Fengyu looked at the envious eyes of everyone and immediately straightened her chest. In this yard, except for Lin Shaowen, her man is the most capable.

"What's so great?"

Sha Zhu muttered, but he could do nothing about it.

Let alone 500 yuan, he couldn't even take out 200 yuan, and now he has been deducted a month's salary, which is simply killing him.

"Lin Shaowen, I'll pay 550 yuan." Zhang Wan said lightly.

"Wow."

Everyone looked at her in surprise.

This woman is rich.

Damn bitch, how dare you steal my limelight?

Yan Fengyu gnashed her teeth in hatred.

"Zhang Wan, how can you raise the price like this..." Xu Damao said dissatisfiedly.

"I can't make the decision on this matter." Lin Shaowen spread his hands and said, "If I can get a color TV... Qin Jingru and Yu Haitang may still come out, if not, there is nothing we can do."

"Old Lin, who are you? A bureau-level cadre." Xu Damao said righteously, "It's easy for you to get a TV and a plane ticket..."

"It's so easy, I'll buy it with money too." Lin Shaowen said helplessly.

"Well, you buy a TV and a plane ticket?"

Everyone was stunned.

"If I don't buy TV tickets, who the hell can give me one?" Lin Shaowen laughed and scolded, "Our factory director is a high-ranking official, right? He is a deputy ministerial-level cadre, but his family still has a black-and-white TV."

"That's right."

Liu Guangqi nodded and said, "Last time, the factory director took his TV to the R&D department of the factory for repair. I heard that his TV was dismantled at that time, and the factory director was heartbroken..."

"Okay, you guys chat slowly, I'll go out for a walk first."

Lin Shaowen waved his hand and turned to leave the compound.

"Liu Guangqi, the factory director can't get a TV ticket?" Jia Zhang frowned.

"Didn't you understand?" Liu Guangqi rolled his eyes, "Black-and-white TV tickets and color TV tickets are two different things, right? Didn't Old Lin say that the factory director's family still has a black-and-white TV."

"Then where can Lin Shaowen get a color TV?" Liu Haizhong asked again.

"I say, you didn't listen just now, what's wrong?" Liu Guangqi sighed, "People use money to buy tickets for color TV sets... I estimate that a ticket for a color TV set costs at least three to five hundred, and a TV set costs at least a thousand."

"Fuck, Qin Jingru has so much money?" Yan Jiecheng exclaimed.

"Otherwise, we can't produce cadres in our courtyard." Xu Damao sneered, "Qin Jingru or Yu Haitang, they are all director-level, and their monthly salary is 78 yuan..."

"Wrong." Liu Guangqi said calmly.

"Why is it wrong?"

Xu Damao was unconvinced, "Director-level is a first-level clerk, right? A first-level clerk doesn't get 78 yuan?"

"It's still director-level."

Liu Guangqi said disdainfully, "Yu Haitang and Qin Jingru are both deputy section-level, right? One hundred and ten and a half yuan a month..."

"How much?"

Everyone widened their eyes.

Especially Yi Zhonghai, who was very disappointed at this time.

In the west courtyard, there were either directors or section chiefs, a bunch of women who were doing better than men. He was paid 99 yuan for an eighth-level fitter, so he couldn't even speak in front of them.

"Lao Lin is a bureau-level cadre. I estimate that his monthly salary is at least 200 to 300 yuan..." Liu Guangqi said, stroking his chin.

"No, 200 is 200, 300 is 300, what does 200 to 300 mean?" Yan Jiefang said dissatisfiedly.

"Stupid."

Liu Guangqi pointed at him and said, "Since weAfter the factory was upgraded to a vice-ministerial unit, the salaries of the factory leaders are now paid directly by the ministry... without going through the factory at all."

"Why?" Yan Bugui asked curiously.

"If I were Director Yang, I would say that my monthly salary was 460 yuan... Anyway, our factory has money now, so we can just pay ourselves. Do you think it's okay?" Liu Guangqi chuckled.

...

Everyone suddenly understood.

It makes sense.

In the past, the ministry supported the factory leaders, so the salaries were fixed, but now the factory has money, so it's just a matter of pen strokes to pay more or less.

"Qin Jingru and Yu Haitang divided Lao Lin's salary, which was at least more than 200 yuan a month... It's been so many years, what's the big deal about buying a color TV? "Liu Guangqi sneered.

The whole courtyard was silent.

The women in the West Wing Courtyard were famous for their wealth, but even so... they couldn't help but feel jealous, especially the young wives in the courtyard. Everyone was a wife, so why did you two live so well?

Lin Shaowen drove to the supply and marketing cooperative, and after a round, he found that the largest TV in the supply and marketing cooperative was a 14-inch "Konka" color TV, priced at 1,056 yuan, plus a color TV ticket.

The money was so little, but 14 inches was a little too small.

He was just about to go to Wangfujing to take a look, but someone patted him from behind.

"Old Lin..."

"Well, why are you here?"

Lin Shaowen looked at Asai Rina and Lu Youtie in surprise.

"Chairman Asai wanted to come to the supply and marketing cooperative, so I came with her." Lu Youtie chuckled, "Why are you here alone?"

"I'm here to go to the supply and marketing cooperative too." "Lin Shaowen took out a cigarette and handed it to him, "You are quite dedicated. You accompanied the leader this weekend..."

"Doctor Lin, you can't say that." Asai Rina said seriously, "We are also working... After all, the production capacity of Toyota Dongfeng is slowly increasing. I want to see if I can give some benefits to the workers."

"You come to the supply and marketing cooperative to give benefits?" Lin Shaowen looked surprised.

"If you don't come to the supply and marketing cooperative, where else can you go?" Lu Youtie smiled.

"Of course, go to the factory." Lin Shaowen spread his hands and said, "Brother, although the supply and marketing cooperative is not a purely profit-making organization, they also have to make a living. If you customize in large quantities, why don't you connect directly with the factory?"

That makes sense.

Lu Youtie and Asai Rina looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.