Siheyuan: All the birds want to die, I enjoy happiness

Xiang Xiaobei frowned, watching Yi Zhonghai's back as he left, thinking, Damn it, this old man looks so decent, how could he do such a thing? I hope this old man can be more honest. If he comes back to cause trouble, Xiang Xiaobei doesn't mind giving him a hard time.

After Yi Zhonghai returned home dejectedly, Xiang Xiaobei walked to the door, closed it, and prepared to wash up and go to bed. But he didn't think he would be able to sleep tonight. In the past few years, he had been thinking about finding an opportunity to come to Sijiucheng to see his mother, but due to lack of opportunities, Xiang Xiaobei had never been able to come to Sijiucheng. After all, in this era, if you want to leave your place, you can't just buy a ticket and go, like in later generations. You need a letter of introduction from your work unit or village committee to go out, otherwise you will be easily arrested as a spy.

It was not easy to travel at that time, so Xiang Xiaobei never had the chance to return to Sijiucheng. He also tried to apply for leave from the factory to go to Sijiucheng, but he had no status in the factory before. The leaders of the factory did not know him and ignored him. On the one hand, Xiang Xiaobei wanted to return to Sijiucheng to see his mother as soon as possible, and on the other hand, he also wanted to complete the task assigned to him by his superiors, which was to lurk safely and wait for an opportunity to sabotage.

He had suffered enough in the past few years. He had been a spy before, arresting and executing people with a gun in his hand every day. How could he bear it if he was asked to go into the factory to lurk? The key was that he had to lurk, and the higher-ups didn't even bother to allocate some funds for him. He almost starved to death every day relying on his salary.

The main reason was that he was a third-level worker at the beginning. He used to spend money lavishly at work. If his salary was not enough, he would go home and ask his family for some money. But now it is different. He can only spend what he earns. How much is the salary of a third-level worker? How can he spend it? In the end, he had to study the forging skills in the factory every day. In the past few years, he has made great progress. Since 49, he has been promoted from a third-level worker to a sixth-level worker. This has also made him gradually enter the eyes of the factory leaders.

So the factory decided to choose him to come to Sijiucheng for further training this time, mainly because he is young and progresses very quickly. In the factory's view, isn't he a future eighth-level worker? You know, there are still very few eighth-level workers in western factories these days. Now that there is finally a young man who has the opportunity to reach the eighth level, the factory is of course very willing to send him to further training. As for his request for two days of leave, the factory will certainly not refuse.

On the other side, Su Weiguo had already arrived at the door of the guesthouse. He came to the front desk with his letter of introduction and said, "Hello, comrade. Here is my letter of introduction. I need to borrow the phone now. Is that okay?"

"Hello, I need to discuss this with our manager. Please wait for me for a moment." The waiter at the front desk took the letter of introduction and said to Su Weiguo.

"Okay, thank you for your help then." Su Weiguo certainly knew that the salesperson would go through the procedures and report to the leader, so he was naturally not in a hurry.

The clerk at the front desk turned around and went into the office with the letter of introduction. Su Weiguo simply sat on the stool next to him and waited.