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Chapter 739 Work

Xie Yu once again held back her nausea and walked out of this large dry toilet full of period characteristics.

Not used to it! Not used to it!

It shouldn't be a luxury to miss the flush toilet!

I took my own Route 11 and went through Nanluoguxiang to report.

Nowadays, no one he knows has trouble getting things done, so Xie Yu didn't stupidly go directly to the street office to report. Instead, he went to the repair shop affiliated with the street office where Uncle Xie worked before to find someone.

Following the dilapidated characteristics of the times, Xie Yu came to a large courtyard with a Nanluo repair shop hanging on it.

In fact, this place is said to be a repair shop, but it is actually a craftsman who used to repair shoes and clothes.

However, since the public-private partnership began, and in line with the characteristics of the times, they have been incorporated by the street office. Not to mention the amount of work, at least there is some protection, and they can eat commercial food, right?

And Uncle Xie is a craftsman who is good at repairing shoes.

When we got to the courtyard, maybe it was getting colder, or maybe it was because after being incorporated, everyone felt that droughts and floods would guarantee the harvest, and they were still earning so much every month, so they hid in the house and did not come out.

Xie Yu didn't bother to call anyone. He picked up the key that Uncle Xie left for him, walked to the third cabin, and unlocked the door.

Mixed with the characteristic musty smell, Xie Yu entered this small house of eight or nine square meters. Perhaps because of an accident, most of the tools had been put away. There was a set of large wooden boxes for shoe repair and a set of shoeshine girls' boxes.

Yes, there are also a few small stools, tables and everything else.

Come to think of it, these things are not valuable. Besides, there are so many people with high consciousness that no one will steal them.

However, I haven't been here for a few days and it is indeed a bit dirty.

I found the cleaning tools from behind the door and started to disturb them.

Xie Yu felt a figure shaking behind him, and then there were two more knocks on the door.

Xie Yu looked back and saw a simple and honest middle-aged man in his forties or fifties appearing.

Xie Yu couldn't help but shout: "Uncle Qian!"

Uncle Qian paused when he heard the scream, but said, "I heard something moving in Lao Xie's house, so I thought it was your kid here."

"Hey, what a pity for Lao Xie, he is usually such a careful person."

"However, Xie Yu, if you can think about it, it would be great if you could come and pick up your uncle. He knows, which is a consolation. But, Xiao Xie, what do you think?"

Xie Yu naturally knew what political correctness was, and there were certain things that he should not say. He was already prepared and said: "Uncle Qian, the countryside is vast and there is a lot to do. Naturally, I want to go to the countryside to participate in productive labor."

Uncle Qian said anxiously: "Then what are you doing?"

Xie Yu: "However, to join the work is my uncle's last request for me. Now that my uncle is gone, I remember how good he was to me, so I can only come to take over his shift!"

Uncle Qian: "Good job taking over, good job taking over. Hey, I really don't know why you young people are still messing around after you have come out!"

Xie Yu didn't dare to answer this. He didn't dare to say it because of his status, but Uncle Qian's younger brother was the section chief of the administrative section of the subdistrict office, a section-level cadre, and there was someone behind it!

Soon, Uncle Qian realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, so he stopped talking and changed the topic: "Xiao Xie, have you got everything ready? If you are, I will take you to report!"

Xie Yu: "That's a good relationship. Thank you very much, Uncle Qian."

After saying that, Xie Yu took the cloth bag he brought over, patted it and said, "Uncle Qian, everything is here!"

Uncle Qian: "By the way, Xiaoxie, have you graduated from high school? Do you have your high school diploma?"

Xie Yu naturally knew the importance of academic qualifications and said: "Of course I brought it with me!"

Guzan

Uncle Qian: "What nonsense are you talking about? Come with me!"

While walking, Xie Yu thought about the benefits of working in this street office. In addition to being a half-public employee, there are still many hidden benefits. For example, the weather is cold, and buying cabbage in the winter. If you go to the street If there are people in charge, you can get good dishes first.

After all, unlike later generations, there were projects to benefit the people, and even in the middle of winter, one could buy new vegetables every day.

Other things, such as housing allocation, household registration, and children's schooling, are all inseparable from the streets.

After walking about 200 meters out, the street office is also located in a courtyard, occupying the first two courtyards.

The third entrance and back room belong to the district grain management office.

Led by Uncle Qian, Xie Yu naturally did not have to wait outside and went directly to the administrative office in the backyard.

As soon as he arrived here, Uncle Qian went back to his own home, pushed the door in without knocking.

Xie Yu, who followed him in, happened to see some middle-aged people whose faces were somewhat similar to Uncle Qian's, but whose faces were at least ten years younger than Uncle Qian.

It's just that this man is holding a book of "Xian Ji Shen Pu" and is playing the score against the Go chess and cards!

Just seeing the chess records laid out, Xie Yu suddenly felt an inexplicable but inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Uncle Qian ignored Xie Yu who was in a daze and said with a smile: "Second brother, what's so good about Othello? If you set up a chess game every day, you will become an immortal!"

The man glanced at it and Uncle Qian said: "What do you know? Playing chess for the revolution is something that Mr. Chen especially advocates. Not only can it exercise our logic..."

Uncle Qian quickly waved his hand and said: "Go away, don't talk about this, I don't understand anyway, and I don't bother to ask. I'm looking for you to do something. By the way, this is Xiao Xie!"

"Xiao Xie, Xiao Xie!"

Uncle Qian's voice interrupted, Xie Yu's thoughts were diverging towards the Go board.

Xie Yu said sheepishly: "Here, there he is!"

Section Chief Qian, seeing Xie Yu's expression, couldn't help but ask: "Young man, can you play Go?"

Xie Yu thought for a while, and it seemed like he really knew how to do it, but his level was just that of a hobbyist!

Xie Yu said: "Isn't this also in response to the call? The school established a Go club. When the teacher asked us to take electives, I signed up. However, my level is average, that is, the level of a hobbyist."

Hearing this, Section Chief Qian immediately smiled and said: "I'm not afraid of your poor skills, just know how to do it. Xiao Xie, go away, I will take you to join the job, and we will have a fight when it's over!"

This must be because he met a chess fanatic, but now that he has someone to ask for help, Xie Yu can only politely say: "Then please ask the section chief for advice!"

Section Chief Qian: "It's easy to say, easy to say. Since you graduated from high school and haven't worked yet, your file should be in the household registration department. Forget it, I'll go there myself!"

Uncle Qian originally wanted his brother to make a phone call to make things smoother, but of course it would be better to do it in person.

But, is this chess game so good?

Soon, under the personal "leadership" of Section Chief Qian, many people were impressed by the dwarf Xie Yu and began to speculate on his identity.

Within a few hours, Xie Yu successfully joined the company.

And I don’t know, unexpectedly, this policy actually exists. When I found out that Xie Yu graduated from high school, Section Chief Qian interjected and said: “They are treated as technical secondary school students!”
Chapter completed!
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