Traveling back to 1977

Chapter 441 Donated
After leaving the cemetery, Chen Fan originally wanted to say goodbye to Director Yang directly, but before he even had a chance to speak, he was pulled into the car.

On the way back, Director Yang said seriously, "I know you are currently working in the health department, and you are also a deputy section chief, a proper cadre. But Uncle Yang has a few words I want to say to you."

Chen Fan turned slightly to the side, his attitude at least very sincere, "Please speak."

Factory Director Yang turned to look at him, “Whether it was ten years ago, or ten years ago, or even now or in the future, no matter when, even if there are some setbacks in the middle, production and construction are always the top priorities for our country’s development.”

In contrast, no matter how much importance is placed on healthcare, it must take a backseat to production; you must understand this clearly.

Chen Fan's lips twitched slightly, a bitter smile appeared in his eyes, and he nodded gently, "I understand."

It's true that class is the guiding principle, but back then even the older generation attached great importance to the development of national defense science and technology and production. The military and factories were the most stable in all aspects of society. Old Yang's statement is absolutely correct.

Of course, it was only relatively stable; otherwise, there wouldn't have been these issues involving Chen Fan's parents and the Jiang family.

Director Yang smiled with satisfaction and continued, "I also know how you got this deputy section chief position in the health department. To put it bluntly, you are much more important to the health department than the health department is to you."

But that’s all.

As long as you stay in the health department, your future is basically predictable. First, you have no roots there and no one you can really rely on. Second, your professional skills are limited. That Yunhu first aid method is probably your last trump card, isn't it?
Once you reveal your hand, it becomes theirs to play. Giving you a deputy section chief-level position is only because they need you to maintain appearances; otherwise, they would have simply given you a regular clerk position—there's no need for a cadre position at all.

Chen Fan smiled, but inwardly he didn't think much of it.

What is the situation now?
Society has suffered a severe blow, all sectors of society are in dire need of development, and almost all organizations are eager to recruit talented individuals.

Unless you're the type who's willing to be a PowerPoint presentation, as long as you have the skills, you're not afraid of not getting ahead. If this company doesn't value you, there are countless other companies waiting to poach your talent.

If the health department doesn't rush to bring Chen Fan into the unit, when the provincial leaders come to inspect, they might just transfer him directly to the provincial department.

Although it might only be a deputy section chief's salary, the one who will suffer the loss is definitely the prefectural health department. All their previous efforts will not only be in vain, but they will certainly be criticized, and in serious cases, it may even affect their future.

Putting aside other things, if someone wants to oppose them and accuses them of not valuing talent, they will have no way to defend themselves.

Even if there are no provincial departments, there are health units in other regions or even other provinces. We must not overlook the importance that this era places on "positive celebrities".

Many people have been promoted from ordinary people to senior management positions overnight because of a certain innovation; they are living examples.

So, when Chen Fan and Sister Zhou made a deal, it was hard to say who actually benefited, even though Chen Fan held a high-paying position as a cadre and didn't do any work.

Of course, what Director Yang said wasn't wrong; on the contrary, it made a lot of sense.

It's just that without considering external factors, it seems a bit alarmist.

Putting aside everything else, as long as Chen Fan lets out a hint, whether it's the Prefectural Committee Daily, the Jiangnan Literature and Art Magazine, or so many provincial journals across the country, or even the health systems all over the country, they would all be happy to transfer him over, and he would be promoted three ranks on the spot.

Director Yang's words could only fool an ignorant little kid; they wouldn't fool him at all!
Seeing that Chen Fan didn't speak, Director Yang continued, "If you can come to work at the machinery factory, the situation will be very different. First of all, you will have the most solid foundation at the machinery factory. The connections left by your parents are enough to make you move freely here, and I guarantee that no one will dare to make things difficult for you."

Chen Fan smiled, thinking, "No one in the health department dares to make things difficult for me now."

Factory Director Yang continued speaking rapidly, "Secondly, with your current rank, you'd be a deputy head of a department right here. With a certain level of education, you could rise even higher. As I just mentioned, production units are completely different from the healthcare system. You're coming to the machinery factory..."

From the cemetery all the way back to the machinery factory, Director Yang's mouth never stopped.

The core point is that if Chen Fan comes to work at the machinery factory, his future prospects will be limitless, at least a hundred times better than him just loafing around in the health department.

But all I want to do is drift through life!

Chen Fan muttered to himself, and finally, after waiting for Director Yang to catch his breath, he seized the opportunity and said, "Director Yang..."

Before they had even started, Director Yang's face hardened. "Call him Uncle Yang."

"Cough cough."

Chen Fan was slightly embarrassed, then chose to go along with it, "Uncle Yang, thank you for your kind words, but I really don't have any ambition. Lujiawan is just right for me. The position at the health department is just a temporary post. I'm fine with my current situation. I'm a special commissioner from the health department, and I'll continue to work in Lujiawan. The production team treats me very well, and I'm very satisfied with my current life."

Factory Director Yang pointed at him with a look of utter disappointment, "You! How can you have no ambition at all? If your parents were still alive, seeing you like this, they would definitely urge you on..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Fan gave a bitter smile, turned to look out the window, and said softly, "If they were still here, they would probably prefer me to live well rather than let me climb the ladder."

He let out a long breath, "The higher the position, the bigger the storm."

Upon hearing this, Director Yang was speechless.

If someone else said this, it would definitely be considered a lack of ambition, but with the example of Chen Fan's parents right in front of them, most other people would probably feel lingering fear.

It's easy to understand why Chen Fan made this choice.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh softly, and stopped talking about it, instead pushing open the door and getting out of the car.

After Chen Fan and the others came down, he looked at Zhang Wenliang and An Quan and said with a smile, "Thank you for accompanying Xiao Fan to pay respects. I'll treat you to lunch at the factory canteen today."

Chen Fan stepped forward and said, feigning embarrassment, "Uncle Yang, actually, besides accompanying me to pay respects today, they also have some official business to attend to."

Factory Director Yang was slightly taken aback. His gaze swept over everyone, but he quickly ignored the seven girls next to him and looked at An Quan and Zhang Wenliang, who were both smiling awkwardly. He then asked, "If there's anything I can help you with, just say so."

Safety, being more experienced, quickly stepped forward and said with a smile, "It's like this, Director Yang, I came here a few days ago to purchase a feed mill for the Lujiawan production team."

Upon hearing this, Director Yang suddenly realized, "Oh, so that's what it is. No problem, no problem."

He paused for a moment, then asked, "Is one enough?"

Anquan paused for a moment, then involuntarily turned his gaze to Chen Fan.

Chen Fan subtly rolled his eyes and made a "two" gesture.

Anquan quickly added, "If we could buy two, that would be the best!"

Although his movements were subtle, they were all observed by Factory Director Yang. Seeing this, Factory Director Yang couldn't help but have another idea.

A sharp awl can't be hidden forever; even if Old Chen's son works in a production team, he can still achieve outstanding results.

And now it seems that it can also serve as a home in Lujiawan, which is even more remarkable!
The thought was fleeting, barely a blink of an eye, and Director Yang laughed, "Alright, I'll grant you two special approvals."

He turned to his driver and said, "Xiao Zhao, go and inform Section Chief Wang of the sales department to reserve two feed mills for the Lujiawan production team. The price will be the original price, and credit will be allowed."

Then he looked at the security guard and said, "I'll write you another note later, and you can take it to the sales department to pick up the goods."

Anquan's eyes immediately lit up. "Thank you, factory manager! Thank you, thank you!"

Wow, I didn't expect it to be solved so easily, and we can even buy on credit.

Although Lujiawan is wealthy and doesn't need to buy on credit, it's a big deal. In the future, when they need to buy things from the machinery factory, Lujiawan can directly contact the sales department without going through Director Yang, which is a great convenience. That's the biggest gain today!

At this moment, the union chairman who had accompanied them to pay respects also came over and said with a smile, "Old Yang, Old Li and the others are already waiting in the canteen. Why don't we go over first?"

Factory Director Yang nodded and smiled at Chen Fan, "The people you'll be meeting later are several leaders from the factory. They were all on good terms with your father back then. They heard you were coming and made a special effort to have a meal with you."

Chen Fan chuckled. "This is really troublesome."

If, as Director Yang said, Chen's father is indeed a tech fanatic, then aside from his direct supervisor, he should not have had any close relationships with any other leaders, let alone several.

But he didn't take it seriously.

That's how so-called personal connections are built. As long as there's a reason to meet, have a drink, and get to know each other, it's all useful to everyone. Unless you and I really can't get along, we'll all give each other some face in the future.

This expands your network of contacts.

The group followed Director Yang and the chairman of the labor union forward. Director Yang introduced, "There are several canteens in the machinery factory. The largest one is in the middle of the workshop, with a dedicated factory building for the canteen. There are also a few smaller canteens in several areas that are responsible for a specific category of products."

We're going to the government canteen now, right behind the administration building. Don't let its name fool you; the food there is pretty good. We'll see when we try it.

Chen Fan listened the whole way, but didn't say much.

The cafeteria is very close to the administration building, right behind it, separated only by a small garden, and its area is only the size of a classroom.

It wasn't yet time to leave work in the morning, and the lobby was empty, but voices could be heard coming from a small room on the side.

When they arrived, Secretary Yang smiled at the security team and said, "I'm sorry, the reception room here can only fit one table. I've had someone set up a separate table for you next door..."

Before he could finish speaking, Anquan quickly waved his hand and said with a smile, "It's alright, it's alright, you go ahead and do your thing, we can eat by ourselves."

The others had no objections; on the contrary, they felt somewhat uncomfortable being asked to have dinner with the factory leaders.

After settling them in, Director Yang led Chen Fan into the innermost private room.

There were already four people sitting in the private room. Director Yang introduced them one by one, "This is Deputy Director Li, who is in charge of logistics. He is in charge of your house. I'll take you there later and transfer the house to you while we're at it."

Chen Fan was immediately stunned.

Is there still a house?

Before he could react, Deputy Factory Director Li had already reached out his hand and said with a sigh, "You've grown so much in the blink of an eye. If only your parents could see this!"

Chen Fan pursed his lips, and could only shake hands emotionally, "Thank you, Deputy Factory Director Li."

Deputy Factory Director Li's expression also changed. "Call him Uncle Li."

Chen Fan's lips twitched slightly. "Uncle Li."

Factory Director Yang continued, "This is Secretary Zhang from the Youth League Committee, Director Qian from the Women's Federation, and Section Chief Sun from the Finance Department."

The Party, labor union, youth league, and women's federation, along with a high-ranking revolutionary committee, led by Director Yang, who was also the committee's director, secretary, and factory director, meant that the main leadership team of the machinery factory was complete.

It has to be said, it was indeed a very grand occasion!

Compared to Director Yang and Deputy Director Li, these people were much more normal, greeting Chen Fan very politely.

It seems that Chen Fan's parents' influence only played a minor role, while his own identity became the main factor.

That's true. Back in the 90s, when some writers visited companies, they were accompanied by the entire leadership team. Not to mention now.

In other words, Chen Fan's pseudonym has not yet been exposed. If people knew that he had published articles in more than a dozen provincial journals across the country, and that these articles were very popular, then not only the machinery factory, but even the regional leaders would probably have to intervene.

After the introductions were completed and some polite exchanges took place, Director Yang finally sat down in the main seat. Chen Fan, as the only guest, naturally sat in the guest of honor seat, to Director Yang's left.

The others then took their seats.

Before the dinner even started, Section Chief Sun from the Finance Department took out a thick stack of paper packages wrapped in newspaper from his bag. When he opened them, he was surprised to find seven bundles of cash inside.

Six bundles represent a brand new unity, while the last bundle has both whole and odd portions.

Before Chen Fan could speak, Section Chief Sun placed the money in front of him and said seriously, "Xiao Fan, this is the back pay and bonus for your parents, as well as some compensation from the factory. I'm handing it over to you now. Just sign for it."

Seeing such a large sum of money, Chen Fan gritted his teeth, turned to look at Director Yang, and asked softly, "Uncle Yang, I just heard you say that you also have another deposit in the bank?"

Factory Director Yang immediately nodded, "Yes, the factory office will issue you a certificate later, and Section Chief Sun will accompany you to process it, then you can withdraw the money."

Chen Fan shook his head slightly and said, "I don't need the money."

He raised his head, met the surprised gazes of the crowd, exhaled a long breath, and smiled, "I heard that they are all members of the organization, and they donated all this money. Consider it their organization fee."

(End of this chapter)