Chapter 30, Bai Lichun Chen Guohua followed Liang Dadong out of the capital city wall and walked towards Changping.
In this era of transportation, land is basically measured with two feet.
There are actually only a few people taking the bus.
"There is too much dust. This wall is being demolished every day. The walls in the capital have been demolished for several years and they are not finished yet."
Liang Dadong muttered and complained as he walked.
The tone was full of complaints.
Beginning in [-], the city walls of the capital were gradually demolished.
The towers and barbicans of Chaoyang Gate and Fucheng Gate were demolished in [-].
From 23 to , a total of [-] kilometers of city walls were demolished in Beijing, and more than [-]% of the city walls were demolished.
The place where Chen Guohua and his two men passed just now was near Andingmen.
From here, the nearest way is to the machinery repair shop in Changping.
Of course, it takes at least an hour to walk.
Although Chen Guohua felt a little tired after walking all the way, he was still full of expectations.
He did not tell Liang Dadong that he went to the First Auto Parts Factory for an interview.
Anyway, Yu Yongwang and the others asked him to go back and wait for notification. In this case, he would definitely not delay interviewing for another job.
When the two arrived at the Jingcheng Machinery Repair Shop, it was already lunch time.
The workers swarmed out and strode toward the canteen with smiles on their faces.
This scene gave Chen Guohua a sense of seeing many students rushing to the canteen when lunch was served on the middle school campus in later generations.
"Guohua, let's go, let's go see the leader first. The leader is probably impatient."
Liang Dadong took Chen Guohua and went straight to the office.
"Perhaps, then I can take advantage of you and eat food from the canteen."
When he said this, he couldn't help but lick his tongue, obviously greedy.
Chen Guohua was astonished, "Brother Dadong, aren't you?"
After all, he had eaten food in a state-owned hotel, but looking at Liang Dadong, it seemed that the food in the small cafeteria was more delicious.
"Of course!" Liang Dadong said plausibly:
"You have never tasted the food in our canteen, so you definitely don't understand."
"Although we have eaten in restaurants in the city, the food there is really not as good as our small canteen. If you don't believe it, try it when you have a chance. I'm sure it will make you linger and have endless aftertaste!"
Hey, after hearing what the other party said, Chen Guohua was really interested.
However, for now, let’s go see the leader.
In the workshop office, Liang Dadong and the other two walked in. Sure enough, the leaders inside were still there.
"Director, leader, this is Chen Guohua, and he copied this note for me."
The office is very simple. Apart from desks and chairs, there are some repair tools in the corner.
There were two people inside. One of them, a man in a Chinese tunic suit wearing glasses, stood up immediately after hearing this, pointed at the note and said: "Did you really copy this note?"
Chen Guohua glanced at it and nodded, "I copied it."
"Then you can copy it for me on the spot. Just sit here and I'll see how you draw the drawings."
The other party is a little impatient and has a very straightforward temper.
Without even exchanging greetings or introducing who he was, he directly ordered Chen Guohua to do this.
But Chen Guohua didn't mind this.
Although the other party was very rude and suspected that the note was not his.
But he didn't want to miss this opportunity, so he treated it as an interview.
In his opinion, there was nothing interesting about this note.
As for the leader in Chinese tunic suit who wondered how he drew the picture, Chen Guohua didn't see the be honest, he just copied it directly from the book on the biological hard drive.
The drawings are not perfect, I can only say they are passable.
After all, he is not an art student.
"Is it because of the name of the original owner?"
In this era, good calligraphy, especially good calligraphy, is definitely a plus in government agencies.
The original owner was lucky to have had famous teachers guide him all the way since elementary school.
When I was in elementary school, it happened to be the period of the Anti-Japanese War.
All the teachers in the city have gone into hiding in the countryside. There is a master of calligraphy at Mentougou Primary School.
At that time, Chen Guohua studied very hard and was very talented.
I was taught a few times by calligraphers, and later I became my teacher.
It was also because of this that Chen Guohua was able to learn more about the university.
At that time, I mentioned schools like Peking University to Lao Chen, and then I made it clear that I wanted to get into Peking University.
Otherwise, with Lao Chen's family background and the environment like Majiafen, how could Chen Guohua be able to pass the high school entrance examination? Because most people go directly to secondary school instead of going to college.
In the 50s, going to college meant becoming a cadre, and going to a technical secondary school meant working early to help the family.
Many people who have financial difficulties at home are basically studying in technical secondary schools.
There are already subsidies for technical secondary schools, which can reduce the burden on the family.
A simple survey will show that most of the students studying in college in this era come from fairly well-off families.
While Chen Guohua was thinking about something in his mind, he was not slow in moving his hands.
Methodically follow the biological hard drive in your brain and draw directly.
However, in the eyes of Liang Dadong and others, Chen Guohua was too powerful.
Because he writes and draws directly on white paper, there is no other reference for him to look at.
Bai Lichun stared at it dumbfounded, his eyes constantly comparing the notes in his hand with the notes Chen Guohua was writing on the table.
It's almost a copy of the past, it's incredible.
"Leader, I've finished writing."
Soon, Chen Guohua put down his pen and said, which also brought Bai Lichun's thoughts back to reality.
"Comrade Xiao Chen, do you want to work in our No. [-] Automotive Parts Factory?"
"I heard from Comrade Liang Dadong that you are now a high school student. How about I give you a level 42 technician, which is a monthly salary of [-] yuan and [-] cents?"
Bai Lichun cherished his talent very much, so he said seductively.
He expressed his approval of Chen Guohua's ability, otherwise he would not have directly given the technical secondary school students the treatment they would receive after becoming a full-time student.
technician?
When Chen Guohua heard these three words, his heart suddenly moved.
He definitely prefers the job of technician to translator.
To be precise, it's not that he likes it, but that he is afraid of the Siberian cold wind in a few years.
When the wind blows, the first ones to be injured will definitely be the cultural translators.
After all, whether they are writers, translators, artists, etc., they are all related to the so-called current events.
Technicians are relatively pure.
"Hello, leader, of course I would like to accept your job, but this is the situation."
Chen Guohua briefly explained his situation and requirements, and then looked at the other party expectantly.
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(End of this chapter)
