On the evening of that day, he only brought Xu Dazhuang to have dinner with Yang Zhongjian, and talked about the matter at the dinner table. Yang Zhongjian agreed to join the Beidou Cement Factory, while Chen Dajun and Tang Chao both assigned tasks respectively.

However, Yang Zhongjian's resignation will take about a week at the earliest. This is different from later generations. It is not that you don't want to be able to escape at will with the monthly salary. Now you have to look at the files. The files are stained and affect your life. So you have to go through a formal process when resigning. Fortunately, Yang Zhongjian is just a team leader in Jing County, so resigning should not be difficult.

The next day, Fang Dajun waited until noon to leave, but there were eighteen people with him. The two of them were the equipment operators he dug up, the temporary workers of the ball mill and the crusher. He was paid more than ten yuan and was only in his early twenties. However, his skills were excellent, and he was limited to the quota and had not been transferred to the regular, so it was difficult to transfer to the regular.

This was the candidate he told the group of workers to pay attention to. He offered a guaranteed salary of 36 yuan. Formal workers, including accommodation and food, it was easy to poach people.

With the key machine operations mastered by these two people, the cement plant can start construction now. In terms of calcining, try to build two furnaces first, just take a look at the process and machine. Once Yang Zhongjian arrives, it should be able to produce formally.

In addition to these two people, Yang Zhongjian's eldest son, Yang Bo, who is eighteen years old, does not work in a cement factory, but is very knowledgeable about calcination. With these three people there, there is no pressure in the early stage.

He poached Yang Zhongjian, and for management reasons, the cement technology was not complicated, and he could understand it thoroughly after overdoing it. Later, Yang Zhongjian would share the overall work for him and completely liberate him.

The three of them met Fang Dajun for the first time and were very curious about him because he was too young and had to calculate at most sixteen years old. But they were very powerful and had not seen these fifteen strong men manage them well.

"Yang Bo, you will be Chen Dainian's assistant later. If you have any difficulties, you can tell me directly."

After pausing, he said, "Wang Feng. You will follow Tang Chao and be responsible for the crusher; Li Guoqing, you will be responsible for the grinding with Xu Dazhuang. All three of you are responsible for the whole day of food, and the treatment is better than other workers, so you must be worthy of this treatment."

The three of them quickly expressed their attitude. They went to Beidou for money and formal workers' places, and of course they valued treatment.

Fang Dajun said again: "You should have learned a little about the salary from Beidou. Let me explain it here that temporary workers range from 5 to 18 yuan. Formal workers range from 18 to 36 yuan, team leaders range from 36 to 48 yuan, and directors range from 48 to 80 yuan.

Technical workers are also workers, but they will provide an extra meal subsidy. Our Beidou food is quite good. After three meals, you can get 60 cents a day, which is close to 20 yuan a month. If you can't finish it, you can change it to other items.

I won’t say much more. You will know when you arrive. Your salary will start from today. As for the same sentence, you must perform well. As long as you perform well, you will not treat you badly in the future."

Just now, it was useless to talk more, so he could just say a few words. When it came to be benevolent, he parted ways with the group. These people rushed back to the cement factory. He was too busy staying in the county to do something.

It was already afternoon. I had already greeted Xu Rong yesterday, which means he would come back today or tomorrow. The guesthouse has been arranged. This is the benefit of eating a big pot meal. The benefits of formal cadres taking thetake out are great.

Since the housing has been arranged, he is not in a hurry. Today is Saturday, and his second sister is also in class. Now he will not see anyone. The second sister will have a holiday tomorrow weekend, and there is still time to meet.

After thinking about it, he headed towards the Art Troupe. In fact, it was not far from the Agricultural Bureau, next to the government building, and it was almost three o'clock in the afternoon when he arrived at the Art Troupe. He was a little surprised that there was no doorman here, so he went in directly.

But he met the person he didn't want to see in his life. He ran into the person he was going up and down the stairs and ran into him. It happened that there were only two of them in the corridor, which made him have no chance to avoid it.

He was originally holding such a little luck, so he quickly lowered his head and wanted to get through it, but he immediately knew the tragedy.

"Dajun, why are you here?"

"Ahem, hello, Tang Dongmei." Fang Dajun said awkwardly. He was not someone else, but the former master's crush on his crush in junior high school. But it would be fine if he had just a crush on him. Before he died, his master actually wrote a love letter to confess. In the end, he was tragic and was read out in public by Tang Dongmei on the spot, which became a stain on his life.

"Aren't you building a cement factory? Why are you coming to the art troupe?" Tang Dongmei said a few steps down the steps and arrived in front of him.

Tang Dongmei has a skinny figure, which is the same type as Jinchi, but she is only fifteen or sixteen years old. She has not yet grown up. She is more than 1.6 meters tall and has two big braids. She is a very pretty girl. She will be the image of a good girl in the future, but she is not the type that Fang Dajun likes.

"Do you know I'm building a cement factory?" He was surprised now, but when he thought about it, he felt normal. After all, Tang Dongmei's home is on Beidou Mountain, and her former master almost followed her before.

"I know, on the afternoon of the 29th of last month, did you pick up your sister in Beidou?" Tang Dongmei said.

"How do you know?" Fang Dajun was really surprised this time.

"It turned out that it was really you last time. I was in the car, but when I got off the car, you had already left. I only saw a blurry back, and I didn't dare to be you." Tang Dongmei said briskly.

At this time, others had already gone up and downstairs. Fang Dajun wanted to take this opportunity to say goodbye, but Tang Dongmei said first: "Dajun, let's go to the front yard to have a meeting. This is the first time I have seen you after graduation."

Well, it’s probably because things have gone too far recently, and it’s finally his turn to be unlucky. Such coincidental things will happen.

"Yeah, it's good to chat."

The two of them immediately went to the front yard. The art troupe was naturally good. After finding a long wooden chair, they sat down. Fang Dajun thought for a while and said first: "Last time, I heard He Caijian say you work in a tiling factory?"

The benefits of the ceramic tile factory are also very bleak, but it is a county-level state-owned enterprise. There are 80 tiles in total, and the price is only two yuan. Each tiles are on average two cents and five cents. The wall tiles are only white, with a specification of 16cmx5cm, and a fixed strip shape. It takes 125 tiles to cover a square meter. However, there are gaps in the middle of the tiles, which can save a few yuan. It costs almost three yuan to have a square meter of ceramic tiles on the wall.

That is, the exterior wall of an ordinary house is only available for more than twenty yuan to lay tiles, and the price is indeed cheap. Thirty years later, it will increase by dozens of times.

At this time, Tang Dongmei replied: "My uncle is a formal worker in the factory, so he introduced me to be a temporary worker, but I have no longer worked in the factory anymore. I chose me during the selection of the art troupe."

When Fang Dajun heard this, he felt a little like vomiting blood. Teacher Zhao of the Art Troupe was desperately recommending him to sign up, saying that the Art Troupe was preparing to add two students. He refused on the spot, but he didn't expect that Tang Dongmei would get a place in the end. If he agreed at the beginning, he would probably not have a chance. What is this? Could it be that the former master was exerting his efforts? Uh! Get rid of the feudal superstitious idea.

He replied in surprise: "Then aren't you developing now?" The art troupe is quite awesome at this time. As long as you can make a good show, you will become popular sooner or later. The local chicken turns into a phoenix. If he is still the former owner, he can cry and ask for a stewardship.

"Look at what you said, I am just a student now, not a formal membership. If I perform poorly, I will return it to the factory." Tang Dongmei did not show any pride.

Tang Dongmei was a music class representative in the class when she was in junior high school. She was indeed very talented in singing and learned organs and flutes from her teacher. She was also a bit of a foundation, but she was lucky to be selected.

As Fang Dajun asked, he suddenly felt a little like vomiting blood, because during the assessment, the song Tang Dongmei asked to sing was the song "Listen to Mom Tell the Past", which was selected by Zhao Han and is currently in preparation. This song has been scheduled to be performed on New Year's Day.

Damn, is this Yue Lao helping his former master? Unfortunately, he is already here, which makes him quite helpless! (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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