Reborn in 90, I am a migrant worker in crushing mines

Chapter 231

"Zhang, have you changed another car?"

Walking to the side of the car, several black car drivers surrounded him.

Zhang Tiejun smiled: "Are you all idle and panicked every day?

"Then what's the solution, you can't just drag someone to the car, right? How easy is it to make some money? You should be all you? The big card is open, and this makes the Duke of Taiwan again." Awesome. "

This is the Duke King, see it clearly. Zhang Tiejun smiled and patted the roof of the car.

Not all dukes are called dukes, in fact, it is a matter of top and low manual automatic.

"You don't run a car, why do you get so many cars back? If you have money and no place to spend it?" The driver of the car that Zhang Tiejun always sat in handed Zhang Tiejun a cigarette.

"I bought the big card myself, and this one was brought back from Japan by a friend, don't be bad. I don't want to.

"I'm still so rich, I can't afford it." Let me touch

it?" "Haven't you been touching it for a long time?" Zhang Tiejun smiled and knew that he was wrong: "Look at that paw print." "

People here don't have any concept of baking metallic paint, I feel that it's all lead oil, what's the big deal?

There's no way around it, Santana still paints.

Why do imported cars feel luxurious? The paint finish is definitely a big plus, and it can't be rectified in China.

"You guy. The black car driver pointed at Zhang Tiejun with a smile.

"Let's take a walk. Zhang Tiejun threw the key to him: "Just remember the point, in the future, the imported car will not sweat profusely and touch it, and the handprints are not easy to wipe." "

It's not that you can't wipe it off, it's not easy to wipe it, there is oil on your sweaty hands, and the mark has to be rubbed little by little with flannel or soft leather, and the deerskin will be almost the standard configuration of imported cars next year, like a camera.

They are all old drivers, and it must be no problem to walk around, just tell him about the problem of foot brake and automatic transmission.

"No, no, no," after driving around the square, the driver came down and smiled bitterly: "It's so embarrassing, my hands are idle and my feet are idle, I feel that my half-stretched body is biased, and I am trying to one end."

"It's going to take a while to get used to. Zhang Tiejun understood what he meant, and he also felt that way when he opened the automatic transmission coldly.

"But a good car is good, the engine is silent, not bumpy, it is really comfortable, this saddle is not tired of driving all day. "

At this time, the Japanese luxury car is taking a pure American road, the suspension is soft, the seat is a sofa, comfortable is comfortable, but the speed is not too fast, and it can't turn at high speed.

Of course, it's not on the track, and it's enough to drive on weekdays. In reality, there are very few people who can actually make a 40-yard corner.

Zhang Tiejun got into the car and waved his hand and left, and went to the concentrator factory.

Xiao Liu came over in the morning and was writing a report, when Zhang Tiejun pushed the door and walked in. "Sister. "

Hmm. Xiao Liu looked up at his little man, his face turned red inexplicably, he got up and walked over and hugged and kissed him, and put his face on Zhang Tiejun's chest.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Tiejun felt that Xiao Yanagi was weird today.

"Now I go home like I'm cheating," Xiaoyanagi closed his eyes: "It's completely in your hands, numb, he got it last night and almost called you out." "

Someone came in. Zhang Tiejun patted Xiaoliu's back. He can't say anything about this, how can he say it?

In women, there is no distinction between what comes first and lasts, and whoever enters the deepest depends on whose memory the deepest, and there is no way, this thing is not under his control at all.

Actually, it's scary to think about, people, in fact, they can't control anything, including their own bodies and minds.

Xiao Yanagi lightly hammered Zhang Tiejun, turned around and walked back to the back of the desk, looked for a few forms on the desk, and pulled out a few forms: "You filled this in."

Zhang Tiejun sat down opposite Xiaoyanagi and took the form over and looked at it, that is, he asked him to write down the time and process of going out to perform, as well as the part he was responsible for, his performance, and the awards.

It is considered a debriefing (business trip) report, which is to be filed.

"What am I doing with this?" Zhang Tiejun shook the form and looked at Xiao Liu: "Isn't this all about cadres? I don't even know that I still have files."

"Nonsense, how did you get into the factory without a file? "

Does everybody have it?"

"...... Isn't it? I don't know if I graduated from junior high school and didn't go up, right? I don't know the specifics, it should be that the school can keep it for a few years and then destroy it. Didn't ask. "

Many people feel that archives are nothing, that is, they do not affect their lives and do not affect 996, anyway, they are not so alive, in fact, most people don't know that people who do not have archives are not counted in the national statistics.

What unemployment rate, employment rate, average salary, average social welfare, are all the same, only counted in the file. Therefore, our unemployment rate is called a low one, and the employment rate and average wage are very high.

In fact, it's, fooling yourself. We are split-level politics, they sing theirs, we live ours, they don't fit in at all, and it doesn't matter at all in reality.

"What's the use of me filling in this? I don't evaluate my job title and I don't join the party. "

If you want to fill it in, you can fill it in, what so much nonsense?" Koyanagi glared at him.

Then fill it in. Zhang Tiejun took the pen and looked at it, filling in one by one.

"Are you going to Shenyang tomorrow?"

"Well, report to the military region." "

What can I let you do? You say, is it possible to stay over there?"

"No, I won't keep if I want to stay, the restrictions are too big and inappropriate, hang up an external hire, it's still somewhat useful."

"That's part-time, do you still have to work here?"

"Oh, I just entered the factory, I can't work now, and my parents can't accept it." Take your time, have a chance to see, and move the event.

Don't use you, you honestly don't mess around.

Xiao Liu pursed his lips and glanced at Zhang Tiejun. My own little man is good anywhere, but his idea is too right, and he always likes to train people...... It's quite a feeling when it arrives.

"Actually, you can't move me either," Zhang Tiejun looked at Xiao Liu, and still explained to her: "One is that you are not suitable to help with this, and the other is that you are afraid that you will not be able to stay here for long."

"Why? You say, the company will transfer me to the city? I don't really want to go. Didn't think about it.

Zhang Tiejun shook his head: "You don't know who pushed you to the national stage? It is estimated that the advance will take you over, and there are not many people on his side who can go to the national stage, and you must be cultivated." "

Singing

?" "Well, why don't you say cross talk?"

"Phew." Wait for me in that room at night. "

What for?"

"you." I'm not feeling well.

Zhang Tiejun looked at Xiao Yanagi: "He...... Can't you?"

"It's still ...... Okay, it's different. Would you like to hear it? "

Anyway, I can't hide from this round at night, Zhang Tiejun has figured it out, he doesn't have any autonomy at all every day, he is dragged by this threat and that.

"You say, where can I go to the Song and Dance Troupe? How do I feel unlikely? Secondment?"

Zhang Tiejun is still full of profoundness on his side, and the topic has changed over there. It's just a serious old book.

At this time, the song and dance troupe of the army was divided into three levels, and the first level was the deputy military unit: the General Political Song and Dance Troupe.

The second level is the main division units: the General Political Drama Troupe, the General Political Opera Troupe, the Air Administration, the Maritime Administration, the Second Artillery, the Wuzheng Art Troupe, and the art troupes of the major military regions.

The third level is the art troupe and song and dance troupe of the subordinate units of the major military regions, which are generally at the regimental level.

The art troupe of the military region has three fronts and four battles.

Forward, avant-garde, front, warriors, comrades-in-arms, battles, battle flags. The ranking is probably the first place in advance (Shenyang), the second place in comrades (Beijing), and the third place in battle (Lanzhou).

"Why do you want to do so much?" Zhang Tiejun naturally knew it in his heart, but some things were hard to say, and it didn't make sense to say them, anyway, there would always be what should be, and it was useless to say what shouldn't be.

"Don't let you think about it, then you still say?"

...... I'm just going to make you mentally prepared for this, and it's never a bad thing to be prepared.

Xiao Liu rolled his eyes over Zhang Tiejun and gritted his teeth. Stinky treasure, little donkey calf, you wait for the evening.

Zhang Tiejun filled out the form and looked at it to see if there were no mistakes and handed it to Xiao Yanagi: "When will I go to work?

Xiao Yanagi took the form and looked at it, took out the official seal card and stamped it a few times: "They don't want to go back, saying that it is only a few days before New Year's Day, so it is better to arrange the New Year's Day program directly." I feel like that's okay.

She looked at Zhang Tiejun: "Do you want to go back to work? I thought you wanted to rest." "

How many days is it in three months?" Zhang Tiejun scratched his scalp. Okay, the propaganda team is indeed such a place, they don't want to go to work and don't like to work, and they are all mixed up for a day.

Some people are mixed with time, and when the time comes, they will go to the department, and some people are also mixing time, but they are mixed with time, but they are mixed in vain, and they will have to go back to the workshop to work in the future.

Therefore, mixing is also qualified, you have to have the eyesight, you have to understand the form, otherwise the mixing is in vain, and the time is delayed in vain.

Just like those who are mixed in society, some people have become celebrities, earned money and made a fortune, some have become prisoners, singing and crying every day, and some people have become names, except for a nickname, they can't eat.

"Okay," Zhang Tiejun nodded: "Then you don't care, so be it, if I can't be idle, I'll go to work for a day, and I'll do something if I have something." This winter, I guess I'll have to go to Shenyang all the time.

Xiaoliu looked at Zhang Tiejun: "That...... If I do go, will you go to see me?"

"It's early, at least tomorrow is spring." Zhang Tiejun twisted his eyebrows and looked at Xiao Liu: "Don't learn from those twists and pinchs, if you have something to say, just say it, pretend to be tender?"

Xiaoliu gave Zhang Tiejun a lip shape.

Zhang Tiejun stretched out his tongue and licked the air, Xiao Liu's face flushed: "You get out." you. Annoying. "

Then I'm going to get out?" Zhang Tiejun stood up.

"The keys. Koyanagi held out his hand.

Zhang Tiejun picked up the key to the back door and handed it to her: "I'll tell you, I really don't want to give it to you, don't you run there every day, don't you hear?"

"I want you to take care of me." Koyanagi took the key and looked at it, a little happy: "I'll go over at nine o'clock."

"Okay, I can't control you anyway.

Zhang Tiejun pouted and looked at the key in Xiao Yanagi's hand: "Anyway, you can take it easy by yourself, don't make anything else happen for a few months, I'm not afraid, what will you do by yourself when the time comes?"

Fuck off. "