Chapter 88: The Thoughts of Uncle 1 and Uncle 3
After New Year’s Eve, it is New Year’s Day, which is a good day to visit relatives.
Fang Xiang, however, is not the type of person who likes to join in the fun.
While others are taking advantage of their holidays to visit Zhonghai, Houhai and several other parks.
When the city is full of people.
Fang Xiang's otaku nature was aroused once again.
Lying on the bed, holding a few big novels, drinking hot tea, and eating melon seeds.
There is also a fruit plate on the bedside table with some pre-washed fruits.
Just when Fang was happily watching Robinson Crusoe.
There's a knock on the door.
"Hey, uncle and aunt, why are you two here?"
When Fang wanted to open the door, he saw an old man and an old woman standing at the door.
He was also carrying a bucket of oil and a bag of rice.
"Happy New Year! I came to see you on New Year's Day."
An old man said to Fang Xiang with a smile.
"Happy New Year, Happy New Year, come in and sit down."
Fang Xiang looked at the old man's smiling face, and although he was a little suspicious, he still let the two of them into the house.
"Come for tea."
Fang Xiang casually opened a bag of tea and made some tea for the two of them.
"Oh, this tea is quite valuable, right?"
The old man looked at the teacup in front of him and sniffed it gently.
As soon as the boiling hot water was poured in, the room was filled with fragrance.
I immediately realized that this tea must be very expensive.
"I don't understand either. It was given to me by my girlfriend. Would you like to taste it?"
Fang thought he knew nothing about tea, so he just told the truth.
“Good tea!”
The old man took a sip and immediately nodded in the affirmative.
An old lady sat quietly beside him, drinking in small sips.
Watching the two of them chatting.
"It's like this, the last time you went to the factory, Deputy Director Li said...
After completing the work, I was promoted to deputy director of the workshop.
But now it’s the New Year and there’s been no news. I’d like to ask you for help.”
The two chatted aimlessly for a while, and the old man finally couldn't help it.
"Look at what you said, I'm not familiar with Deputy Director Li.
That day was the first time we met.
Come to think of it, their relationship is not as close as ours.
Who am I to ask?"
When Fang Xiang heard this, he immediately laughed.
Deputy Director Li's behavior at the time was obviously an attempt to please him.
Fang Xiang also knew the reason.
It's nothing more than a problem with Director Yin.
Director Yang's apology must have come from the pressure from Professor Xu.
But what does this have to do with him?
I was just wearing a tiger's skin at that time.
If you take yourself seriously, you are a fool.
I refused immediately.
"Xiao Fang, you have been my childhood sweetheart since I was little.
Your father passed away early, and your mother worked hard to raise you. It was not easy.
In fact, you don’t know that your uncle has helped a lot in private.”
Seeing the old man being humiliated, the old woman immediately joined in the conversation.
Start with the concept of family affection, saying give some meat today, some vegetables tomorrow or something like that.
Hearing this, Fang Xiang couldn't help sneering.
What a joke! Mother Fang was once the deputy chief of the logistics department.
Although the salary is not as much as the 99 yuan that an old man earns.
But it’s only 87.5 a month.
Plus with Mr. Fang’s pension, I can receive several dozen yuan every month.
How could I have fallen to the point where I have to rely on an old man for support?
They are not like the Jia family who worry about the next meal after eating the previous one.
Although Fang Xiang was not raised to be fat and white.
But at least I didn't starve to death.
Uh... Starving to death was purely the fault of the previous party.
It really has nothing to do with Fang’s mother.
"Uncle, let me tell you clearly.
How Deputy Director Li promises is his business.
It has nothing to do with me.
Whether they fulfill their promise or not, they don’t have to give me any explanation.
If it really comes true, you can just consider it as a free gift.
If they don’t keep their promise, just treat it as a joke or a polite remark.
Do you understand what I mean?"
After listening to the old lady nagging for a long time, Fang Xiang finally lost his patience.
But it’s the New Year, so it’s not like there would be a fallout or anything.
But the words still need to be said clearly and plainly.
Otherwise, if anything happens in the future, I will have to blame myself.
“I see. I see.
I was just misleading and overthinking.
You, just pretend that we didn’t say those words just now.
I come here today just to wish you a happy new year."
After hearing what Fang Xiang said, the old man's face suddenly turned bitter.
I understood in my heart that what Fang said made sense.
How do you write the word "official"?
Isn’t it just a hole on top and a hole on the bottom?
Isn't it just a matter of talking and saying whatever you want?
If Deputy Director Li really recommended himself to be the deputy director of the workshop.
I still have to thank Fang Xiang.
But if Deputy Director Li said it at that time, it would really be just a polite remark.
I can't blame Fang Xiang.
It’s all my fault, because I’m in this mountain and I’ve lost my mind.
He immediately stood up and put on a smile.
He said a few polite words like Happy New Year, left his things, and left with the old lady.
Fang Xiang looked at the two people's backs and shook his head.
The idea of officialism has existed for thousands of years, and it is not so easy to get rid of it.
Besides, is it that easy to switch from a worker to a regular worker?
After putting away the teacups, I prepared to lie down and continue reading.
Unexpectedly, the door was knocked again.
Fang Xiang thought that the old man had returned.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw the third uncle Yan Fugui.
"Oh, you are a rare guest."
Although Fang Xiang was puzzled, he still had to put on a smile since it was New Year's Day.
"Happy New Year. I have nothing to do, so I came to wish you a happy new year."
Okay, this third uncle speaks exactly the same words as the first uncle.
I don’t know if this was discussed just now.
He made tea again and started chatting.
"Xiao Fang, I came here this time because I want to ask you for a favor."
As soon as the third uncle opened his mouth, Fang Xiang knew that he also had a purpose.
"You said that if I can help, I will definitely help.
But if I can't help, please don't blame me."
So I just said it straight up front.
Don't act like an old boss and ask for an official position from me.
“Speaking of which, I’m not afraid of you laughing at me.
In our family, those three guys are each worse than the other.
Xie Cheng has been married for more than half a year.
But till now, there is still no formal job.
I'm idle all day long.
Even though he's grown up now, it's hard for me to discipline him.
But we can't just watch him and do nothing about it.
It's not just about having connections at a steel mill.
I want to ask you to find him a formal job."
The third uncle is indeed an old actor.
If you didn’t know the expression on that face, you would really think it was a sign of disappointment.
"Uncle, you've got the wrong person.
I don't have any connections with the steel mill.
It's just normal work interaction.
Please don't listen to what the uncle and his family say."
Fang Xiang was a little amused and confused for a moment, then he understood immediately.
It was all because of the incident involving that uncle who was the deputy director of the workshop.
"Oh, Xiao Fang, I really have no other choice.
Initially, I had no choice but to ask you to sell your job.
I really don't mean to trick you.
In this way, I also know that I have to eat and drink when doing things.
This is eight hundred dollars, and I won’t ask you how much it will cost.
Anyway, whatever is left is yours.
You see, don’t you?
The third uncle took out an iron box from his pocket and pushed it in front of Fang Xiang.
"Uncle, this is really not about money.
I really can’t do it.”
Fang Xiang almost couldn't hold it anymore.
After much persuasion, the third uncle was finally sent away.
After the person left, Fang Xiang lay on the bed and thought for a long time.
I finally figured out why everyone in the yard has been so friendly to me lately.
It seems that the problem lies in the meal we had at the steel mill.
This led to such a huge misunderstanding.
Now everyone thinks of himself as Sun Wukong.
It seems like I can go to the sky and into the sea.
What was even more unexpected was that the third uncle was usually very thrifty and stingy.
He actually took out 800 yuan in one go without saying a word, and bought a job for Yan Jiecheng.
This is really strange.
But these have nothing to do with me, so why bother about them?
He smiled bitterly, picked up Robinson Crusoe again and started reading.
Although lying down and reading novels is also boring.
But time really flies, and in the blink of an eye it’s already the third year of junior high school.
"Is Brother Fang Xiang here? Is Brother Fang Xiang here?"
