Chapter 53 Full Payment =

Due to the relationship of Xinhua News Agency, the officials of the machinery factory who can't figure out the situation have a respectful attitude towards Su Cheng.

These are all soldiers from the age of the movement. In the face of the first media organization in China, fear is also natural.

On the contrary, the working class is very simple, and the technical house is very romantic, so that the work of Sucheng will not be affected. The oil production line has been officially started, but for reasons of avoidance, there is no start-up ceremony at all, so as to avoid embarrassment to the leaders.

On the other hand, for the same reason, Su Cheng did not go to the oilfield headquarters to visit Wei Kong, but simply kicked Xiao Pang to Guizhou and asked him to find a way to get a few bottles of aged Maotai or raw pulp back. With this hobby, no matter what the above conclusion is, his waste oilfield will not be affected.

Although he is seemingly indifferent, Sucheng is still under a lot of pressure. This pressure is invisible and indescribable - if with rational analysis, even if Sucheng can't get a million dollars, or part of a million dollars, it should not be questioned and suppressed.

But the things in the world, who said it, especially in China, is especially strange. In the comments of the people around him, Su Cheng was also a little tired.

This feeling will be even deeper on Saturday.

The alarm seems to have been forcibly taken, and the "jingle" and "jingle" keep ringing.

Su Cheng lay on his back **, but he didn't want to press it.

It's a pity that there are still seven and a half years before the five-day work week. That is to say, if he still has to do some work in the next seven years, he will work six days a week for the next seven years, wake up by the alarm every day, and get up early every day.

The alarm is like a perpetual motion machine.

Su Cheng hated it so much that he simply kicked it out of bed and said secretly: Who dares to say that capitalist workers are exploited? I spit on his face.

When he went out, the air was fresh, with a slight smell of dust, which made Su Cheng feel a little better.

As usual, he took out the key and was ready to drive the old jeep. Su Cheng suddenly thought, "The production line has started, and I don't know maintenance and quality control. What are you doing in a hurry to the factory?"

So, he simply left the key, rode a broken bicycle, and rode slowly to Shengli Petroleum School, naturally for breakfast.

Against the torrent of workers, Su Cheng finally felt that the privilege of the deputy factory director had a role.

On the way, people greet each other from time to time.

The person named "Explain Su" is an ordinary worker, the person named "Xiao Su" is a high-end literary worker, and the person named "Deputy Director Su" is a 2B worker, which is rare to see on weekdays.

There are more breakfast stalls next to the oil school than near the machinery factory. The workers are older. They have either eaten at home or go to the unit canteen for dinner. Only when the students come to pick them up in a hurry and are relatively greedy will give birth to a large number of breakfast stalls.

There are a variety of foods on the breakfast stall, including clean deep-fried dough sticks and soy milk, as well as bean curd jelly, spicy soup, cabbage soup and other soups.

Looking at these things, Su Cheng from the 21st century couldn't help sighing.

If the Mayans had compared the changes of Chinese food in the past 30 years, they would probably list 2012 as the end of the world without fortune-telling.

He was full and thought blindly: If he only had five days a week and had a safe and delicious breakfast, 1987 would have been good.

In fact, for a person with 20,000 US dollars, no era will be too bad.

When you park your bicycle and walk into the school, you will see the students coming and going, running and jumping, the girls coming and going, the breath of youth, the boys coming and going, dirty and smelly...

"Sucheng?" On the top of his head, Shu Lan's surprised tone came.

After a while, Shu Lan, wearing a white coat, ran over. There was a faint sound of students hoaxing behind him.

"Why did you come to school?" Shu Lan's nose moved, a little excited and a little shy.

Su Cheng touched his head, as if he had been imaged by the era of innocence. He smiled and said, "As I walked, I came over."

For a girl, this love word, which is not a love word, is very lethal. Shulan's cheeks turned red.

Her noise was even louder.

It's impossible to stand still. Su Cheng looked at it and said with a smile, "Take me to visit your school. Master Liang is still your tutor, right?"

"Master Liang will come later. I'll take you to the laboratory." Shu Lan didn't care about the class, so she bowed her head and walked behind the teaching building.

Through a clump of small trees, the students behind him could no longer see it. Su Cheng naturally took Shu Lan's little hand.

The latter was shocked and hurriedly said, "This is a school."

"What are you afraid of?" Su Cheng smiled, but his hand was still let go.

Anyway, it was a school in the 1980s, and he didn't want Shu Lan to be remembered.

However, as soon as his hand was released, a young male teacher came out at the other end of the flower bush. He looked at Shu Lan and Su Cheng with a shocked expression. His fingers nodded tremblingly and said, "You two, you two fall in love early."

Su Cheng's face darkened in an a moment: I'm in my twenties. If I don't fall in love, human beings should be extinct.

Shu Lan jumped behind Su Cheng in fear, and her eyes turned red.

It's not terrible to talk to a boy. It's troublesome to be caught by the teacher holding hands.

Su Cheng obviously understood what she thought and said righteously, "We don't have puppy love."

"You are pulling hands."

"There was a ditch there just now, and I was worried about falling down." Su Cheng pointed to a trace of water on the ground.

The male teacher's chest fluctuated angrily, and he said with an ugly face, "Don't quibble, Shu Lan, and you, go to the Academic Affairs Office with me."

Seeing that he recognized Shu Lan, Su Cheng could not escape, so he had to follow him.

The so-called Academic Affairs Office is still a large classroom, in which there are at least 20 teachers sitting, each with a desk.

The male teacher took Su Cheng and Shu Lan to the dean and began to narrate his great discovery.

Su Cheng looked around boredly and whispered to Shu Lan, "It's okay. Aren't we just helping each other?"

Shu Lan, who was worried, couldn't help hanging an arc on the corners of her mouth.

Criticism came one after another, and the dean also asked in a low voice, "Which unit are you from?"

"Mechanical factory."

"Workers or cadres?" The male teacher looked at Su Cheng with disdain. In 1987, when the treatment of teachers was improved, the income of teachers in factory-run schools obviously exceeded that of workers and teachers in municipal and county schools, so they had a great sense of superiority.

Su Cheng shrugged his shoulders and took out his work permit.

The dean saw that he was the deputy director of the factory, and his expression suddenly changed. He delayed the time and said, "Su Cheng, it seems that I have heard of it somewhere."

The male teacher was still chattering, and the phone in the office suddenly rang.

A young teacher received the phone call. After listening for a while, he raised his head and shouted, "Director Lu, the principal asked us to find a deputy director of the machinery factory named Su Cheng. Someone saw him coming to the school."

"Oh...oh? Su Cheng?"

"Yes."

Director Lv looked at Su Cheng strangely and turned to answer the phone, leaving Su Cheng and the male teacher eye to eye, which was strangely boring.

Shu Lan also broke away from the thrilling plot and unconsciously approached some Sucheng. In her opinion, the capable Sucheng will definitely solve the major problems in the school.

Director Lu called for a while and hurried out. Su Cheng simply dragged a chair for himself and sat down, guessing who was in such a hurry to find it.

When the male teacher heard that he was the deputy director, he also quietly shut up and waited for things to develop.

I didn't let him wait too long, and the friction sound of car tires came from outside.

Looking out of the window, you can see three cars parked under the teaching building. From the photos, it can be seen that they are all oilfield cars.

Several men with briefcases quickly got into the teaching building, and the principal and others who lined up to welcome could only follow closely.

The office door was "popped" open.

Shu Lan shook her shoulders gently and continued to hide behind Su Cheng.

"Hello, Director Su." The first one is a fashionable man. Combing his back, the hair oil was shiny, and his palms were thick. He held Su Cheng and shook it vigorously, and said, "I'm Ding Zhipeng from the Sports Reform Commission. This time, I'm entrusted by the central government to pay you a patent fee of 1.29 million US dollars."

Before the reform of the State Council in 1998, the Reform Commission was a better department than the National Development and Reform Commission. This noun, together with "central" and "$1.29 million), immediately bombarded everyone within a radius of 15 meters.

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