Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Dabao and Shazhu walked arm in arm towards the cafeteria. Seeing no one around, Shazhu whispered, "Brother, why did you let Guo Dapiezi go? This bastard should be arrested and sentenced to three, five, or seven years in prison."

Dabao laughed. Brother Zhuzi was a man who was confused about big things but shrewd about small things. He smiled and said, "Brother Zhu, I tell you the truth, I can't judge this Guo Da Piezi."

"Ah? Why?"

Dabao put away his smile and said seriously: "You said that Guo Dapie has been the director for so many years, and he has only attacked Huairu?"

"That's impossible. Guo Da Piezi has caused harm to many people. I know three of them."

"Well, you said that once Guo Da Piezi is sent to the police station, I won't be the one to interrogate him. I'm currently working at the commune police station and don't have jurisdiction.

Do you think Guo Da Piezi can withstand the interrogation?"

Sha Zhu shook his head decisively: "No."

"Once Guo Da Piezi confesses, there will definitely be a full disclosure. Next, the police will have to pull everyone out one by one, interrogate and record their statements. Brother Zhu, tell me, no matter if it's a young girl or a young wife, after such a toss, their reputation will be completely ruined. How can they survive?"

Sha Zhu was stunned. When he thought of that scene, he couldn't help but shudder. These days, holding hands when dating is considered a heinous crime, let alone... He didn't dare to think any further.

(There's a scene in the TV series where Xu Damao takes Qin Jingru to stay in a hotel. This is because people don't have a detailed understanding of that era. In that era, there was no individual economy. Everything was state-owned or publicly-private. It would be strange if a man and a woman stayed in a hotel together without a letter of introduction or a marriage certificate. The hotel staff would be wary of them like thieves. Even holding hands would be reported to the police. So it's said that this was made up to make the plot of the TV series coherent. It doesn't make sense.)

"Brother, you, you are a living Bodhisattva. You have saved so many people just now."

"Oh my god! You living father!" Dabao quickly blocked his mouth: "Can you please keep your voice down? What are you shouting about?"

Sha Zhu couldn't help but feel scared, and it took him a while to recover. He was in a bad mood again.

"Wouldn't that be a bargain for Guo Dapiezi's grandson?"

"Cheap?" Qin Dabao sneered: "I have made it clear to Deputy Director Li. If they don't handle it to my satisfaction, don't blame me for being rude."

It was only then that Sha Zhu realized that his little brother had grown into a big man, someone that even big officials like Secretary Lang and Deputy Director Li were afraid of.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but secretly feel fortunate that he and Dabao had become brothers a long time ago, so he could borrow some light from him in the future.

The two of them were walking and chatting. Just as they reached the canteen door, the serious voice of a female announcer sounded from the factory's loudspeaker.

"The following two notices are hereby announced. The following two notices are hereby announced. After research and decision by the factory party committee, it was decided that Guo Dashun, the director of the ninth workshop, abused his power to persecute and suppress workers. His behavior was egregious. The following decisions are hereby made:

1. Remove Guo Dashun from his position as workshop director and give him a serious warning.

Second, Guo Dashun will be transferred from his original position to clean the factory toilets for six months to see the results.

3. During the period of cleaning the toilets, Guo Dashun's salary was reduced to the first-level worker standard.

The second notice, the second notice, after research and decision by the factory party committee, appoints Comrade Qin Qingyou as the director of the ninth workshop, and he will take office today.

Rebroadcast the notification again, and then broadcast..."

Sha Zhu laughed and hugged Da Bao's shoulders tightly: "Haha, this time Guo Da Piezi is completely finished. Cleaning the toilet? Fuck! This job is really interesting."

Dabao shrugged his shoulders, quite satisfied with the result.

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Director Pan is restless. The meat supply from the meat processing plant is getting less and less. There are only 200 kilograms a week, which is not enough to feed more than 10,000 people. Without meat, it is boring to work.

The factory leaders have been scolding him one by one these past two days, like a revolving lantern, and they are just about to hit him.

Director Pan just came back from the meat processing plant, and he didn't get anything. He got two sets of pig offal and three pig trotters. These things almost made him sick to death.

After returning to the cafeteria, he sat in his office, smoking and stroking his hair, which was falling out in clumps.

Director Pan had thought about looking for Dabao, but he understood that feeding one hungry person cannot satisfy a hundred full stomachs. Dabao has a formal job, and he can't carry a gun with him and go hunting for him in the mountains every day, right?

Director Pan smoked half a pack of cigarettes, then picked up the phone helplessly and dialed.

"Hello, is this the purchasing department? Lao Wang? No, no, no, don't hang up. I'm not scolding you. I am, I am a cuckold, okay? I say, brother, no matter what, you have to help your brother.

Yesterday, and the day before yesterday, our leaders lined up to scold me one by one. I was scolded so hard that I wanted to crawl into a hole in the ground.

Hey, could you please urge your buyer to work harder and get me some meat?

Biejiba, can you bring me back a rabbit with three legs in three days? "

The phone was hung up, and Director Pan slumped down on the chair, looking helpless. He also understood the difficulties faced by the purchasing department. In the vicinity of Beijing, not to mention rabbits, even wild vegetables would not survive more than three days after they were first grown.

There is nothing. Where do you want the buyer to buy it?

He was just looking down in worry when the office door was kicked open. He was so frightened that he stood up with a cry of "Mom!"

Sha Zhu poked his head in with a grin: "Hey, Old Pan, did you get bit by the dog again?"

Director Pan was so angry that he jumped up and down and yelled, "Silly Zhuzi! Have you finished writing your self-criticism? Do you believe I'll ask you to write another 5,000 words?"

Sha Zhu's lips curled up like a rotten persimmon: "Do you believe that I won't write a single word?"

"I don't trust your grandma's legs..." Old Pan kicked out fiercely, and Sha Zhu dodged to the side.

Director Pan's foot suddenly kicked into empty air, and he cried out in his heart, "Oh no!"

His leg was immediately caught, but at that moment, his thigh felt as if it had been torn apart, causing him to throb with pain.

Director Pan looked up and almost cried: "Oh my dear brother, why are you using my brother to play the cymbals?"

Dabao put Lao Pan's legs down and walked into the office. Shazhu followed him in with a smile.

Director Pan's legs were bowed. He grabbed Dabao and said with a sad face: "Brother, you are here. You have to save me. Every day, the boss asks me for meat, the workers ask me for meat. I am about to slit my own throat and lie on the chopping board."

Dabao helped him sit on a chair and said, "Don't worry, I'll think of a way for you."

Sha Zhu came up and felt for a cigarette in Director Pan's pocket. Director Pan glared at him and said, "Get out of here!"

It was all in vain. Sha Zhu ignored him and took out a cigarette, lit one, and put the rest in his pocket. He hated Lao Pan so much that his teeth were about to break.

"You idiot, can't you light one for Brother Dabao and put it in your pocket?"

Sha Zhu said nonchalantly: "No, my brother won't beat you, cough."

Dabao chuckled, took out a white cigarette, lit one, and stuffed the rest to Director Pan. Director Pan immediately smiled. This is Dabao. No one else can take these special cigarettes lightly.

"Brother Dabao, how much meat can you give me this time?"

Dabao pondered for a moment and said, "Director Pan, I have found a long-term meat supply channel for you this time, but they have two conditions."

"Oh?" Director Pan and Sha Zhu's eyes lit up. A good cook cannot cook without rice. No matter how good Sha Zhu's cooking skills are, he can't make tofu into braised pork, right?

"Brother, as long as you can get some meat, I'll agree to it, not just two, even if it's two hundred. Just tell me."

"Okay, the first condition they mentioned is the price. It's a little lower than the black market price, but not much lower."

"Oh, that's absolutely fine. Just give me the same price as on the black market."

Dabao held out his hand to stop him: "Don't worry, the second condition is that they don't want money, they want to exchange it for food."

"Exchange food?" Director Pan stood up...