"Haha, you are really Fan Wei, you kid!
I haven't seen you for four or five years."
Uncle Zhang smiled and grabbed Fan Wei's arm, and said excitedly, "I didn't expect you to grow so tall.
I remember back then, you were a little follower who loved to follow me, haha."
"Hehe" Fan Wei was a little embarrassed by what Uncle Zhang said, so he could only smile naively and said, "Yes, Uncle Zhang, I haven't seen you for a long time.
I heard from my mother that you went to the countryside to retire. , why did you come back to the county seat again?"
"Hey, don't mention it.
My bastard son gambled away all my savings.
In order to survive, I'm back now."
Uncle Zhang said it easily, but there was still a flash in his eyes. pain.
The pain was clearly related to his son.
"Oh, you mean Uncle Zhang?"
Fan Wei said a little strangely, "No, Uncle Zhang used to be a plumber, but he is very conscientious and honest.
How could he gamble?"
"Who says it's not?
This is all caused by the world."
Uncle Zhang sighed, "That guy used to be a plumber for several years and has always been very honest, but he didn't expect that because he had no money, he was useless.
My wife He was actually kidnapped.
He couldn't figure it out in a fit of anger, so he desperately wanted to make a lot of money.
He naively thought that when he had money, he would go and get his wife back.
Come.
But there is no way to get rich overnight these days, so he started gambling, hoping to make a lot of money, but ended up losing and incurring a lot of debt.
I had no choice but to take all my savings for retirement.
I paid off his debt.
After paying off the debt, Uncle Zhang finally realized that he is still a worker in the factory, so you still have to work down-to-earth, don’t you think so?”
Fan Wei nodded, indicating that he understood the ins and outs of this matter.
Once this person is stimulated, sometimes his brain is so simple and pitiful.
If gambling can make you rich, then who in this society would be willing to do other things?
Uncle Zhang is simply dreaming.
"Don't mention him anymore.
Why, you came to see your mother today.
Your mother has a few days off.
She should be at home."
Uncle Zhang seemed to not want to mention this matter again.
He looked at Fan Wei and said strangely, "You want You came to the wrong place to find your mother."
"Uncle Zhang, I'm not here to see my mother.
I just want to come here and see if the factory is still hiring.
I also want to work in the factory and earn some pocket money as a part-time worker."
After much deliberation, Fan Wei decided that working as a part-time worker in a textile factory was the best way to hide his motives.
"Oh, haha, it turns out that you are here to recruit part-time workers to earn extra money.
Your mother must have asked you to come here.
You should still be in college.
It is a bit difficult to live on your mother's salary alone."
Zhang The uncle nodded and said, "You should also know that the business of the textile factory is getting better and better year by year, so when there are many orders, a large number of part-time workers are needed.
If you want to work in the factory, just go to the Human Resources Department and report.
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Just go through the gate and turn right.”
Fan Wei didn't expect that his mother didn't tell Uncle Zhang that she was already very rich.
It seemed that his mother usually kept a low profile in the factory and didn't go around showing off that she had a capable son.
This may be what Fan Wei thinks is the most different between his mother and those women in the countryside.
She is honest and never likes to show off.
Perhaps it is because of this that her relationship with the workers in the factory is very good.
"Thank you, Uncle Zhang.
I'll go in now."
Fan Wei smiled and was about to say goodbye to Uncle Zhang.
When he walked into the door, he suddenly seemed to think of something.
After groping in several pockets for a while, he finally found the He handed over a pack of cigarettes on his body and said with a smile, "Uncle Zhang, I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any greeting gifts.
This pack of cigarettes is considered as my filial piety to you.
Thank you for your help to my family in the past."
"Look at you, Xiao Fan, why are you so polite?
Anyone who doesn't have a problem will definitely help if he can."
Uncle Zhang originally wanted to refuse, but Fan Wei stuffed the cigarette into Uncle Zhang's arms. , then turned around, said hello and walked towards the factory.
"This Fan Wei seems to be a little different from before.
He already knows how to give gifts."
Uncle Zhang saw Fan Wei's figure gradually disappearing into the gate, and subconsciously looked at the cigarette with the golden dragon and blue background pattern engraved on it from his arms.
After a few glances, he shook his head in confusion and said to himself with a smile, "This little guy is really thoughtful.
He knows that I, Lao Zhang, only want this puff of cigarette."
While muttering, Uncle Zhang walked back to the security room.
At this time, he opened a cigarette and handed it to another middle-aged security guard sitting next to him who was reading a newspaper just now and said, "Here, the cigarette that the junior just honored me with."
The middle-aged security guard who was reading the newspaper took the cigarette neatly and subconsciously put it in his mouth.
However, the next second, when he saw the cigarette case in Uncle Zhang's hand, he was suddenly shocked and said, "Old Zhang, you, who gave you this cigarette in your hand?
My dear, such a good cigarette." , who can afford to smoke?"
"Haoyan, is this cigarette good?
No wonder I, Old Zhang, have smoked cigarettes for half my life, and I have never seen them before."
Hearing what his colleague said, Uncle Zhang was obviously stunned, and he picked up the cigarette case and took a closer look.
"It's not just a good cigarette.
I once saw the boss of the company give out this cigarette when he was accompanying the leader.
It's a really powerful cigarette.
It costs more than 200 packs."
The middle-aged man hurriedly put down the cigarette in his mouth as if reluctant to bear it.
He carefully put the three-yuan cigarette pack back into his cigarette case, and said with a reluctant expression, "I have to keep it, and I will take it out to smoke when I brag to others."
"You said these cigarettes cost two, more than two hundred a pack?"
Uncle Zhang was completely dumbfounded.
This Fan Wei was still a student, and he was looking for work in a textile factory.
How could he have more than two hundred cigarettes a pack?
No matter what he thinks now, I'm afraid he really can't figure it out.
And a person who casually gives away more than 200 yuan for a pack of cigarettes, does he still need to work as a part-time worker in a textile factory like this?
At this time, Fan Wei didn't know that the cigarettes he gave to Uncle Zhang had been recognized.
He originally thought that Uncle Zhang, who was usually so frugal, must not know the price of such expensive cigarettes, so he sent a pack to him.
Thinking about it, Fan Wei probably wouldn't know the price of this cigarette even if he finished smoking it.
Of course, he didn't really want to be a part-time worker, so he didn't even go to the Human Resources Department over there, and went straight to the production plant.
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After shamelessly asking several aunt-level female workers working beside the textile machines, he found the floor where the technical department of the textile factory was located, and the technical department was also the destination of his trip
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