When Zhou Wenzhong thought of this, he felt even better.

Liuliudada returned to the supply and marketing cooperative at the door of Siheyuan's house, opened the cotton curtain on his head, and walked in with his back.

The supply and marketing cooperative is not large and only about 40 square meters. Two middle-aged women are chatting about casual conversation. They glanced at Zhou Wenzhong and were dressed in tatters, just like fugitives. They were in no mood to pay attention to it.

Zhou Wenzhong walked to the counter and looked at it, noting that the two women were a little unfriendly.

He shouted: "Serve the people!"

The two women were obviously startled, but who dared to refute this sentence? For a moment, I didn't know how to speak. The momentum became 3 points weaker.

Zhou Wenzhong walked to the glass counter with his hands behind his back, bent down and looked at the salesperson and asked, "How to sell this mixed snack box?"

"What are you looking at? Do you have money?"

“Serve the people!”

"The snack box is packed, and one pack is one pound. 6 cents per pound, and the crystal cake is 8 cents per pound."

"Well. What's inside?"

"Do you buy it or not? If you don't buy it, then..."

“Serve the people!”

Another middle-aged woman quickly replied: "Beef tongue cake, date flower crisp, spinach red, sheep horn honey and a fork."

"Give me one."

"You buy a snack box?"

"Comrades instructors taught us that our educational policy should enable the educated to develop comprehensively in moral education, healing and sports aspects, and become socialist and educated workers. I am not in good health, so what happened to buy a sealed snack box to replenish my body? Do you have any objections? Or do you want to object? Huh?"

"No, no, no..."

"It's good if you don't have it. I'll give me two more packs of official cigarettes."

"There are no cigarettes in the official hall."

"Oh, forget it if you don't. Is your Fengshou brand cigarette produced by Factory 1 or Factory 2?"

"Standard Factory 2."

"Well, the bumper harvest cigarette produced by the second factory is not easy to smoke."

"How much does a pack of Volkswagen cigarettes cost?"

“100 cents.”

"Well. Give me two packs of red swords. Anyway, it's 15 cents per pack."

"You guy..."

“Serve the people!”

Another salesperson quickly reached out to stop her colleague and signaled her not to speak anymore. She opened the drawer and took out two packets of red knives, and handed them over with a pound of dessert.

"There are 96 cents in total."

Zhou Wenzhong took out 1 yuan and handed it over. Except for the cigarettes that are priced at Daqianmen, other brands of cigarettes are not available for tickets. The best cigarettes that can be bought with cigarette tickets is: Xiangshan!

He reached out to take the 4 yellow pieces he found and 1 cent. Zhou Wenzhong took the things and walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative with satisfaction. His entire net worth was 30 cents and 6 cents left.

At the same time, they muttered: Isn’t the service attitude of salespeople in this era quite good? Who said that they had a bad tone, deliberately made things difficult for them, and they liked to ignore them, which was simply nonsense!

Not to mention now, even if it is windy, I am not afraid. I am familiar with 300 Tang poems, and I can recite them even if I can’t write poems.

Zhou Wenzhong felt a chill on his neck when he walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative. The sky was a little gloomy and it was snowing!

"Winter has a purpose for winter, and snow has a secret."

"Single dogs should not go out on snowy days. If they fall down, they will become Want Want's shattered ice."

Zhou Wenzhong took everything back into the space and quickly walked home. When the snow melted, his cloth soles should be soaked. There was no coal stove in his bedroom to dry his shoes, so how could he go to work tomorrow? This is the self-awareness that a poor man should have.

I discovered a problem as soon as I walked into the courtyard.

"Well? Something is wrong. People are hiding at home and can't come out? It shouldn't be, the atmosphere is a bit unusual."

When I came to the front yard, I didn’t see the three old ladies who were busy on weekdays, but I met Zheng Liugen and her wife who were in a hurry.

"What are you couple running so fast?"

The Zheng couple stopped and looked back and replied, "You just came back from outside? The Intermediate Court gathered for a meeting."

"Have a meeting? You have to say, Brother Zheng, you are capable. Look, if you don't have a meeting normally, you will have a meeting as soon as you come back. I'm waiting for you to make an idea."

"Haha... don't make you cough, hurry up and go."

"Walk."

Before he even entered his own door, Zhou Wenzhong was pulled to the intermediate court by Zheng Liugen.

It was snowing just now, but there were quite a few people coming. There were already 40 or 50 people sitting in the yard, and the children were running around in the corridor of the hand-copying hand. Zhou Wenxiu was also back, but Zhou Deming was not here, and the deaf old lady was not there either.

It was still the same as when I was beaten last time, the situation of the whole hospital conference was similar. The difference was that there were some changes in the personnel at the Sifang Table this time.

At this time, in front of the table dedicated to the meeting of the manager, a middle-aged man in his 30s sat, wearing a forward hat and a pen on his chest. He was wearing a dark blue cotton coat. This was originally the position of a master, but he occupied it at this time. The manager, then "to inherit the position of the boss."

So, the result is that Yan Bugui was squeezed out of the audience and was sitting with his family.

Zhou Wenzhong pulled Zheng Liugen's sleeve and thrust his mouth towards the end of the crowd. The two of them consciously integrated into it.

Feeling the wind direction, Zhou Wenzhong and the others sat in the wind, took out Pegasus cigarettes from their arms, and there were two left in it, and handed them to Zheng Liugen. Zheng Liugen took out a match from his work pants.

"Good smoke!"

"It's given by someone else, just make do with it."

"Thuh..."

The two of them lit the cigarettes, sat in the downwind vent on the corridor fence, and sucked the clouds and blew the mist with their hands.

A 15-year-old boy is nothing to do with smoking. He still gets married at the age of 15! Being able to smoke cigarettes at the age of 15 only means that Zhou Wenzhong is capable! Some people can’t afford to smoke.

As soon as the two of them sat down, the crowd in front began to applaud. They didn't even know what the speech was, and they also clapped their hands twice.

"Baoba..."

"Brother Zheng, you are very knowledgeable. Who is the person sitting on the main seat?"

"From the street office, Wang Jianping."

After Zheng Liugen introduced, he quickly added: "Director Wang."

Administrative level 19-30 are all clerks. According to the invisible and unspoken rule of "official work", Wang Jianping's administrative level should be level 24 up and level 19 below. According to his age of 30, if he started working at the age of 17 and was promoted to another level in 5 years, Zhou Wenzhong has calculated it.

Wang Jianping, a street office clerk, should have an administrative level of 21, that is, a level 3 clerk. His basic monthly salary is 62 yuan, and minus 14% of the contribution of cadres, his monthly salary is 53.32 yuan. At the same time, 0.07% of the party dues are 49.59 yuan.

What about cadres! After getting the salary, you should give up some. This is also a hidden rule. Workers can receive full salary, but cadres cannot! This is because of the reason, and all cadres must perform up and down.

It is February 1960 and the industrial coupons have not been issued yet! In 1958, in order to vigorously develop industry, various regions have emerged in a variety of [establishing local industrial saving and fundraising coupons]. This is the predecessor of industrial coupons.

Therefore, 14% of the monthly salary of each cadre is used to contribute. 0.07% of the monthly salary is party dues. The salary of cadres is generally lower than that of workers, which is required by society.

As for the real situation? Wang Jianping directly chased the 7th-level worker Yi Zhonghai while sitting there. So, who is stupid these days?

As soon as Zhou Wenzhong analyzed Wang Jianping, he heard the voices coming from the four-square table.

"Everyone understands the situation last year, so I won't say much. I'll call you here today, mainly to talk about two things!

First, there are some fugitives on the street. As native people in the capital, everyone should carry forward their style and stretch out their hands to pull them. At the same time, I also understand that life is not easy for everyone, so the same thing is the case! Do what you can and do what you can."

"Baobabababababababababa..."

Everyone whispered to each other, but they had no objection. After all, everyone here, who had gone up for a lifetime, basically came to escape, and they were very sympathetic to the poor people on the street.

Wang Jianping stretched out his hands and pressed them twice, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Illuminated a cigarette and said, "This is the second point. I won't talk about it for now. It's snowing. I'll just say a long story short and it won't take up everyone's time. First of all, first, let's talk about our Siheyuan's performance in the past year. It's done a good job! Our street office must also show its attitude and make a statement. How do you express it? I believe everyone has seen it."

Wang Jianping stretched out his left hand and pointed to a basket on the ground next to the square table. There was a wooden board on it, and there was a whole piece of tofu on the wooden board, which was about 60 cm long, 40 cm wide and 15 cm high.

Under the wooden board, that is, in the basket, there are some peanuts.

Everyone looked at these materials and felt a little excited for a moment! This is a real side food! It’s the year-end, and a person’s peanuts are only 2 taels, but there is no tofu at all. This year, and soybeans are some kind of materials and have been in short supply.

Yi Zhonghai patted the square table and signaled everyone to be quiet. He asked Wang Jianping: "That... Mr. Wang, look at the honor of this year's excellent courtyard, is it? Or from our courtyard? Haha~"

Liu Haizhong also bent his body and asked with a smile: "Yes, Mr. Wang, is the honorary title of Excellent Siheyuan also belonging to our No. 95 Courtyard?"

Wang Jianping looked at the two of them, then looked at everyone in the audience, and nodded slightly.

"It's not necessarily true now. The other courtyards were done well last year! It's hard for our street office to choose! The palms and backs of hands are full of flesh. What do you want us to do? Let's not talk about this for now, let's not talk about it for now."

Zhou Wenzhong knew in his heart that what he wanted to talk about was the main business. The staff of the street office first gave benefits and then gave honorary titles to lure them, just to help the fugitives outside. He didn't believe it. He kept it a secret, but he just didn't give a correct word. It seemed that three managers needed to use.
Chapter completed!