Chapter 10 Street Office

Du Fei gritted his teeth, hummed and got out of the bed, quickly put on his clothes, washed his face and brushed his teeth.

After tidying myself up, I finally put on the newly bought dog-skin-lined half-coat in front of the mirror, and my whole body suddenly became full of energy.

Pushing the door open and going out, he met Xu Damao brushing his teeth.

"Brother Damao, morning!" Du Fei said hello. .??.

"You...what are you?" Xu Damao looked surprised.

Yesterday afternoon, he didn't see Du Fei wearing this outfit.

"It's settled that I won't work. I'm going to report for duty today." Du Fei replied with a smile.

Xu Damao was stunned for a moment, then he said smoothly, "Hey, I told you, you can't do any work in the factory."

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he suddenly remembered what Du Fei said last time, and asked tentatively, "Man, are you... really not going to the factory?"

By now, Du Fei was no longer secretive and just said, "I won't go to the factory, I'll go to the street to do it."

"Oh~" Xu Damao suddenly shouted in a fuss, "It's really a shotgun exchange for a cannon! Go to the street to do it." He gave a thumbs up, "That's all, you are still awesome!"

Du Fei hurriedly said, "Brother Damao, please don't flatter me. I'm just a temporary worker, just trying to save money. Come on, I won't tell you anymore. It's almost o'clock, I'll leave first."

"Then hurry up, don't delay the business, come home in the evening, and ask your sister-in-law to prepare some good food, and we two brothers will have some drinks."

Xu Damao watched Du Fei walk away, and secretly thought in his heart, why did Du Fei keep silent and went directly to the street office to work?

Although they are temporary workers and are not as good as regular state-owned workers in steel rolling mills, the sub-district office has many hidden benefits. For example, if you buy cabbage in winter, if there are people at the sub-district office, you can be the first to get the good vegetables. . There are also things like house allocation, household registration, and children's schooling, all of which are inseparable from the street office.

Du Fei walked into the middle courtyard.

As usual, it was still a noisy scene.

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br> But today I ‘happened’ to meet a man who was going to work.

Yi Zhonghai saw Du Fei and greeted him with a smile, "Xiao Du, are you going to report for work today? If you have any difficulties, don't tell me. Just tell me."

Du Fei's heart moved, and he heard the implication of Yi Zhonghai's words.

After taking another look at the aunt standing behind Yi Zhonghai at the door of his house, he suddenly realized that this was no coincidence. She had clearly been waiting for him for a long time.

Yi Zhonghai is an old man and knows that Director Sun will not send Du Fei to check in, so he wants to take him over as a favor.

He was making insinuations, but in fact he was deliberately waiting for Du Fei to beg him.

After Du Fei figured out the whole story, he couldn't help but secretly laugh at Yi Zhonghai, an old guy who had made three attempts at wishful thinking, but he didn't bother to point it out. He said with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, sir. If anything happens, I will definitely not see you outside. I'll be here soon." Take the first step.”

Yi Zhonghai was stunned, watching Du Fei speeding out of the courtyard door, blinking his eyes, a little doubtful about life, this was completely different from his plan!

Shouldn't Du Fei beg him anxiously?

Didn't Du Fei know that he took the letter of introduction to report...

"Hey~ No, holy shit, this damn kid doesn't understand at all." Yi Zhonghai suddenly realized, thinking he had found the crux, with a constipated expression on his face. This incident is really messing up. If I had known that he was still pretending to be reserved, he should have taken the initiative to send Du Fei to the street office and get some favors back.

Du Fei didn't know what was going on in Yi Zhonghai's heart, and had no time to speculate on him.

After leaving the courtyard, we went straight to Nanluo Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

The hotel over there doesn't serve breakfast, but there is a shop specializing in steamed buns next to it. In the morning, they also have bean juice, jiao rings, and steamed buns.

Pickles and the like.

Du Fei was not used to drinking bean juice, so he only bought a few steamed buns to cushion his stomach.

Arriving at the door of the street office in advance, he didn't wait around outside and went directly into the concierge next to him.

The neighborhood 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.

The concierge was boiling water when he saw a good-looking young man coming in. He didn't make a fuss and asked directly, "Sir, what's the matter?"

Du Fei handed over a large front door, "What's your surname, sir?"

"My surname is Feng." The uncle put the cigarette under his nose and sniffed.

"Uncle Feng, my name is Du Fei. I came to report today. It's too cold outside, so I'm hiding from you." Du Fei said with a smile.

"Registered?" Uncle Feng looked suspicious, "Why don't you go in quickly? Why bother here?"

"Aren't we waiting for the leader of the Youth League Committee? The nine o'clock promised will be here soon." Du Fei replied while looking at the wall clock on the wall. There were still more than ten minutes.

When Uncle Feng heard this, he couldn't help but look at Du Fei one more time, and pointed at the window, "Stand there, anyone coming from outside can see."

Du Fei thanked him, stood in front of the window and stretched his neck to look out.

In just five or six minutes, with the sound of a bell, Shen Jingya rode a Feige bicycle to the front of the street office.

Du Fei had sharp eyes and hurried out to greet her, calling her third aunt.

"Have you been waiting for a long time?" Shen Jingya pushed the bicycle and let out a breath of white air.

Du Feilian said no, he had just arrived and followed Shen Jingya to the street office.

After passing through the front yard, the two went directly to the director's office in the backyard.

Shen Jingya lowered her head as she walked

He said in a voice, "Director Wang here has some relationship with our family. You will work hard with snacks from now on. Your third uncle and aunt will keep an eye on you if you have the chance."

Du Fei understood that this so-called 'opportunity' was to transform from a temporary worker into a formal state cadre, which was quite difficult.

Shen Jingya just said it to give him a thought.

Moreover, if the wind changes next year, everything will be messed up.

Du Fei still thanked him profusely, and behaved properly without revealing any flaws.

As they talked, the two arrived at the door of the big north room in the middle courtyard, where the director and deputy director's offices were.

Shen Jingya parked her bicycle in front of the door, and without any strangeness, she took Du Fei, lifted the door curtain, and walked through the hall into the director's office.

"Oh, Xiao Shen! It's so cold, why did you come to me when you have time!"

A middle-aged woman in her forties, slightly fat, with a shaved head, came out from behind the desk with a look of surprise, and hurried to meet Shen Jingya.

Shen Jingya also smiled, pretending to be angry and said, "Sister Wang, look at what you said, I won't come to see you if there's nothing wrong?"

Director Wang snorted lightly, with an expression of "I don't believe you", and naturally looked at Du Fei next to him.

Judging from his appearance and height, she could guess that he probably had a special relationship with Chen Zhongyuan, and praised him, "This young man is really energetic, why don't you introduce him to me."

"Xiao Fei, come here, this is your Aunt Wang." Shen Jingya beckoned Du Fei to come closer, and then turned to Director Wang and said, "This child is called Du Fei, and he is the nephew of our old Chen. You have to take good care of him when he comes to work for you in the future."

"Du Fei?"

Director Wang frowned slightly and asked curiously, "Du Fei, isn't he related to Director Sun of the steel mill? How come..."

Shen Jingya didn't explain it in detail, but just said "ah" and evaded the question with a long story.