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Chapter 50:Paint Factory

To the paint factory's bus is not directly, along the way there are many stations, I want to sit to the terminal, there are fewer and fewer people in the car, the money clear text this fat man has no intention of getting off the car.

Later, there were two of us left in the car, and there was a stop to the end, indicating that Qian Mingwen also went to the paint factory.I was a little surprised: “Brother, you also went to the paint factory?”

“Somewhat business.“Oh hey.”The fat man laughed awe-i.

What business can he have, nothing more than the funeral of those things, is the paint factory dead?Hey, this shit, how did I happen the first day I went to this?

I asked him what kind of business to do, this fat man and I hit haha, left and right, playing tai chi is not to understand.I don’t even ask, love to say no.He wanted to see his grandfather's scraps, and I didn't show him the official position.

Finally to the paint factory, after getting off the car, I saw that the size of the factory is quite large, several office buildings, which has not yet seen the workshop, it has been quite shocking.

Qian Mingwen and I recorded in the gate, the time is not long, the factory came two people, one took away the money plainly, one took me away.

Tomorrow is the official work, tonight to arrange a residence, the factory office staff took me to the dormitory building.This dormitory arranged for me is not bad, it is a room for two people, the area is not large, the upper and lower bunks, the facilities are very complete, there is a separate bathroom inside.

A young man was reading a book on the bottom.The office said, "Show talent, your new roommate has arrived."

The young man Wen Wen was quiet, wearing glasses, and came to shake my hand: "Hello, my name is Peng Zongliang."

“Hello, Wang Qiang.”I greeted him politely.

The office staff looked up and down at us, smiled and said, the two of you eyebrows are really similar, this is fate.

We said a few words, the office told me what to ask Xiu Cai, he is an old man in the factory, let me not forget to go to the office tomorrow morning to report.

When he left, I asked Peng Zongliang curiously, why do you call you Xiu Cai?

The young man laughed: "I usually don't like social, it's okay to read a book, they joked with me, they called me show."

The show is a nickname, the old staff can call, if I follow the call a little unknown time.I said, "Call you Peng Ge."

Peng Zongliang said, “Anyway, you will know for a long time, I am a small person.”We live together, I don't have so many problems, I have to make any rules for you, as long as one, clean it."

I said no problem.

Peng Zongliang helped me to clean up the bed, took me to the dormitory building to recognize the door, and took me to the factory map outside the public card, pointing me to the layout of the entire factory, where the office I went tomorrow.

He told me that our paint factory used to be a state-owned enterprise, a few years ago to reform the acquisition, now the scale is quite large, the fist products are a variety of high-end industrial paint, there are many patented technology, here to do absolutely more than what business unit, welfare treatment is quite good.

I was going to find an iron rice bowl, and it was especially nice to hear him introduce it.There are still some worries in my heart, and I don't know what position the factory office can arrange for me.

Listen to Peng Zongliang said that the biggest problem of paint factory is pollution, external environmental pollution, not to mention, the front-line staff to a six-month physical examination, often dealing with paint, will be infected with many diseases.Therefore, the wages and treatment of front-line employees are very high, and what is not good to say is to change their lives.

I thought to myself, if I was put to work in the front-line workshop, I immediately resigned.Money can not be earned, the body is important.

I took a break for the night, and the next morning I went to the office to report.After the office registered me, I had questions about my education and asked me if I was a student?

It's broken, I'm sweating on my head, but I have a case, if they find out, I can't accept it.

I said that because my father died and my family was in debt, I stopped studying and earning money and had not yet graduated.My situation, the office also found it difficult, to a call to the above leader.

After the phone, the office staff told me that even if it is suspended, the written certificate of the school should not be so unclear, so let me go to the school recently to open a certificate.

I have a hard mouth, I think this is not bad, how I will come out to work after this identity, which employment unit will not want people like me.

I milled and the office leader to discuss, can let me work first, wait for time to go to school.The leader just disagrees, and the solemnity says that you have to follow the process.

At this time, a familiar voice came from the corridor, the fat man money, he seemed to be saying goodbye to the leader in the factory.

I am now a drowning man who catches the lifesaver, whether it is useful or not, try it again.I hurried out of the office and saw that Qian Mingwen was shaking hands and saying goodbye to a middle-age leader.

I shouted, “Big Brother Money!”

Qian Mingwen saw me, the fat man has lost the heat in the car, seems to have a distance of politeness: "Oh, little king."

"Brother Qian, I have a problem with the entry formalities, please help me."I pulled him without a hand.

The middle-age leader: “What’s going on?”

I said things a little, the middle-aged leader into the office, with the office staff, first put me on the entry formalities, the school there to wait for time I will go through the proof.

There are big leaders to speak, the formalities are done quickly, and I take a breath.The money said helplessly, "Brother, you owe me a favor."

I was so happy that a stone fell to the ground, and I was also very happy, and told him to eat a big meal, and go to eat it at noon.Qian Mingwen is still very sensible, said I just participate in the work, there is no money, at the end of the month to open the salary to say.

After the formalities were done, I looked at the people in the office and could arrange what work.The office staff said: "Wang Qiang, you go to the communication room to report, the specific work of the person in charge will tell you."

As soon as I heard it, I said, “The communication room?”

What I no longer know about the communication room is, that is, where to make more letters and close the door, it is all done by retired old men, how can a strong young man arrange it there.

“Leader, look again, is it a communication room?”I asked.

“Yes.Hurry up.”The office is not very patient.

No way, I had to take the list out, out of the office building, is seeing the money clear, he has not left.

He greeted me, looked at me, and asked what was wrong.

I showed him the job list, complained with a belly, and said that the factory arranged for me to work in the communication room.Qian Mingwen smiled: "The director of your paint factory used to come out of the old state-owned enterprises, especially with seniority."Brother, you don't have a college degree, you don't have any ability to look at it, and it's just right to hone it from the bottom."

I said, you really stand to talk without pain.

Qian Mingwen suddenly lowered his voice: "If you play more at night, remember, do not go to the second workshop in the east."

“Why?”

The money blinked at me, said nothing, and went straight out of the door.

I didn’t want to go to the communication room.The head of the communication room called the old Zhang head and told me that the communication room was with me during the day staring here, and the main work was done by him.My main task is to patrol at night.

I was angry, "Leader Zhang, there is no security in the factory, we patrol which door of the logo."

The old man stared at me: “How can you be a little young man whining and let you do whatever you want?”The security guards, you patrol yours, do not interfere with each other."

He told me that after patrolling at night, he returned to the communication room and stared at the half-morrow, not allowed to sleep before two o'clock in the middle of the night, and once he violated the law, he was punished according to the regulations.

My working hours are different from the usual staff, is to dry a day and a night, rest a day and a night, rest can take a car out of the factory, this is no problem.

I can do that, it’s equivalent to half a month.Okay, the communication room is only such a bad old man, but also save the office of the fight.

I camped in the communication room, and the old head did not shy away from me, tap the radio, and shook my head to listen to the reviews of Shan Tianfang.

The communication room has an important function, that is, the door registration, there are many vehicles and personnel entering and leaving the factory during the day, and the old Zhang head is arranged to receive people.

At noon, I was staring in the communication room, he went to the cafeteria to eat, and an hour later he came back with his teeth and let me go again.

By the time the cafeteria, there were not many people, there were only some rice pot bottoms left, I was holding my breath to eat, this place really can't stay, do it for a month to see it.

As I was eating, I heard two people behind me say, “Are these people here today?”

“No.Do you think these people who died have anything to do with our factory?”

“I know, but it doesn’t matter.The factory is good, regular physical examination, if there is a problem can be found early, it is impossible to sudden death."One of them said, "I think it has nothing to do with personal physique, and it has little to do with the factory."

"You don't say that, after all, it's dead in the workplace, it's a work-related injury."

The two of them said, groaning.

I was about to listen to it again, and they were gone after dinner.Probably mean that I heard that there seems to be an accident in the factory, a few people died, and now the family of the deceased is demanding compensation from the factory, but the factory has been delaying and has been dragging here.

I suddenly came up with an intuition, the money of the funeral, will it have anything to do with this matter?Think about it, it seems that it doesn't matter, the dead are cremated and buried, and the family members can do it on their own, why do you need to find such a person?

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