Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

Inside the rolling mill.

The Russian experts were instructing everyone on how to install the new machine, Jiang Fan was translating in the middle, and the technicians from the steel mill were following and studying Jiang Fan's translation manuscript.

Director Chen watched from behind, followed by the mill's leaders. "Everyone saw it! Our mill made a killing this time. This is all thanks to Comrade Jiang Fan!"

Everyone nodded. Such credit couldn't be claimed without authorization. Jiang Fan's greatest contribution wasn't just translating the manuscript, but more importantly, accompanying the drinking, completely winning over these Russians.

No one dared to claim such a credit, because no one knew whether someone would second you to accompany drinking. Eating and drinking are good things, but drinking with Maozi is not beautiful.

"Yes, Director. This time, we not only let the experts do their work well, but also let our technicians learn the new machine well. This will make maintenance much easier in the future."

Deputy Director Yang said in agreement, and the others also agreed.

Yang Aiguo wasn't the factory director yet, and Li Huaide hadn't even arrived at the mill yet. It was estimated that within the next two years, Director Chen would be transferred or retire, and Director Yang would take over.

"Well, since everyone agrees on this, let's think carefully about how to thank Comrade Jiang Fan after the machine is installed. We can't just order him around for free, right? Wouldn't that make us capitalists?"

When Director Chen spoke, no one would object.

"Okay, then let's have a small meeting to discuss this matter."

Gong Jian, the factory secretary who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

The matter was settled just like that.

At noon, everyone had lunch in the small cafeteria.

The Russian expert was resting, so Jiang Fan planned to take a good look around the steel mill.

"Jiang Fan?"

Hearing someone calling him, Jiang Fan turned his head and looked towards the source of the voice.

"It's really you. Jiang Fan, why are you here at the steel mill? Are you looking for Uncle Jiang and Brother Ping An?"

A horse-faced man pushing a bicycle with a large box behind it appeared in Jiang Fan's sight.

"Brother Damao, did you just come back from the movie?"

It was no secret that Xu Damao was going to replace Xu Wude's job as a projectionist at the steel mill. Xu Damao had already spread the news throughout the hospital.

"Yes. This is my first time showing movies in the countryside on my own. I always went with my dad before. By the way, what are you doing here? Looking for Uncle Jiang?"

Xu Damao had a smug look on his face.

"Well, but I don't know where the forge shop is. I was just about to ask someone when I ran into you."

"Come on, I'll take you to find Uncle Jiang."

Xu Damao remembered that his father asked him to build a good relationship with Jiang Fan, and this was just the starting point.

"Brother Damao, don't you need to put the machine back first?"

"No, it's not far. Let me tell you, after the New Year, I'll be the official projectionist at our steel mill."

Xu Damao then told Jiang Fan about his experience of showing movies in the countryside, how much respect the villagers had for him, and the way the young girls and widows looked at him.

"Here we are, brother. Uncle Jiang is in this workshop."

After walking for less than ten minutes, the two arrived at the door of a workshop.

At the cost of a cigarette from Xu Damao, Jiang Daniu and Jiang Ping'an came out soon.

"Second brother, Damao."

"Hello Uncle Jiang, Brother Ping'an."

Xu Damao greeted him politely. He had a good impression of Jiang Daniu, a good elder. As for Jiang Pingan, he couldn't afford to offend him!

"Thank you, Damao."

"It's okay, Uncle Jiang. The steel mill is so small, you can find it by just asking around. I just happened to come across it. Uncle Jiang, if there's nothing else, I'll go back first. This machine still needs to be registered."

"Okay, you go back first. Come to my house for dinner when you have time."

"Thank you, Uncle Jiang."

Xu Damao left happily. This means I have established a good relationship with the Jiang family. I am such a genius.

After Xu Damao left, Jiang Daniu looked at Jiang Fan, "Second Brother, what's going on? I heard you drank with those old Russians yesterday? And you got them all drunk?"

"Yeah, but I'm fine. I have a special body, so it doesn't matter how much I drink. This group of people is like that. If you don't let them drink to their heart's content, they won't try their best."

Jiang Fan knew what Jiang Daniu was worried about, but he couldn't tell anyone about his own health problems, so he could only make excuses that his body was special.

Jiang Daniu nodded. When he was young, he had heard of some strange people and things, and he thought that Jiang Fan was one of them.

"It's easier for me than for your mom. When you were working as an interpreter, drinking wasn't a big deal. Your mom doesn't know the details.

But this is a steel mill, and most of the people in our yard work there. Your mother is very worried about your health, so you should take it easy."

"I see. I'll explain this to you when I get back. Dad, I probably won't be back for a few days, so I came to tell you something."

"Why does it take so long to install the machine?"

"No, it will probably only take five or six days. I'm not afraid of delaying the New Year."

Jiang Fan shook his head. Installing the machine and testing it out would only take a week, about the same as going to school. But it was already the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month, and he was worried he wouldn't be able to make it in time for the Little New Year.

"That's fine. It doesn't matter if it's a minor year, as long as it doesn't delay the New Year."

……

At night, in the courtyard.

The workers who came back from the steel mill were all telling their families about how Jiang Fan got the Russian drunk at the steel mill.

Jiang Daniu also told Shen Yue that Jiang Fan would not be back in the next few days. Surprisingly, Shen Yue did not say anything, but just asked Jiang Daniu to bring some food for Jiang Fan when he went.

After Xu Damao came back in the afternoon, he waited for his father. After Xu Wude got off work, he couldn't wait to share the good news with his father.

"Da Mao, you did the right thing. Others in our hospital may not know, but your father knows. Jiang Fan passed the highest level of Russian translation in the past six months and has been working as a translator in other places from time to time.

I have a friend who works in the security department at the steel mill. He heard today that Director Chen and the other leaders wanted to express their gratitude to Jiang Fan. I suspect they'll promote Jiang Daniu to become a workshop director.

"Dad, you have so many connections."

"You kid, take your time to learn. Invite Jiang Fan to dinner someday and slowly build up your relationship. That way, when we leave the compound, you won't be left alone and bullied by that old bastard Yi Zhonghai."

"Dad, Yi Zhonghai is not an old man anymore, how can he still bully me?"

Xu Damao didn't take it seriously. Yi Zhonghai had been very low-key in the past six months, so Xu Damao had almost ignored this person.

"Do you think Yi Zhonghai is so powerful because of his status as a shitty uncle? He can be considered an official, but if you don't acknowledge him, he's nothing!

I'm worried about Yi Zhonghai's schemes and the old deaf man in the backyard. This old man is not an easy person to deal with."

Knowing that Xu Damao was not going to listen right now, Xu Wude didn't say much. He just told him that Yi Zhonghai and the old deaf man were not good people, and asked him to have a good relationship with Jiang Fan. If he encountered any problems in the future, he should go to the Jiang family and the street office.

Chapter 31 Farewell

Soon it was the day of Little New Year.

The machine installation work at the steel rolling mill was also officially completed yesterday.

Today is the day when these Russian experts will go to other places to volunteer for construction.

Everyone was at the door to see him off, and Jiang Fan was no exception. Over the past few days, Jiang Fan had already forged a deep friendship with these Mao guys, and now they could be said to be drinking buddies.

"Jiang Fan. I have a gift for you."

Anton walked up to Jiang Fan. These past few days, Anton had been trying every possible way to get Jiang Fan to drink. Jiang Fan didn't refuse and always sent Anton back after each drink.

Anton took out a box and handed it to Jiang Fan.

"open to take a look."

Jiang Fan didn't hesitate and opened the box in front of everyone. Inside the box was a pistol - Makarov, and two magazines with 100 rounds of ammunition.

The Makarov pistol entered service in 1951. It was the standard pistol of the Soviet Union and was produced in large quantities. It had a wide range and was highly accurate at 15 to 20 meters. However, it was relatively weak and had a magazine capacity of only eight rounds.

"I've learned a lot during this time. Although you've won, there are still bad people hiding among you. This gun was given to me by my brother. Now I'm giving it to you. I hope you like it."

"Anton, thank you. I like this gift very much." Jiang Fan was not lying. No man would refuse a gun.

"I've also prepared a gift for you. Brother Damao, come out."

"Hello, leaders."

Xu Damao came out from the back pushing a bicycle with two boxes on the back seat. He greeted all the leaders flatteringly. He also wanted to make progress.

Jiang Fan opened a box, and inside were twelve bottles of wine. As soon as he opened a bottle, the rich aroma of the wine immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Jiang Fan, is this the wine you gave us?"

Alexander pushed Anton away with a slap, staring at Jiang Fan, or to be more precise, at the wine in Jiang Fan's hand.

"That's right, Alexander, do you want to give it a try?"

"it is good."

Jiang Fan took out another wine glass from the box and poured some for the experts and leaders. Xu Damao also got a glass.

"Come, let's have a toast to our friendship!"

"cheers!"

"Great! Jiang Fan, this wine is really strong! I like your gift too."

Anton's face flushed red, and he excitedly picked up Jiang Fan and spun him around a few times! This was the first time he had ever tasted such delicious and strong wine.

"Thank you, Jiang Fan. I swear I've never tasted such good wine in my life."

Alexander waved his hand and had the boxes loaded into the car.

After waving goodbye to Alexander and others, the leadership team planned to hold a meeting.

"Jiang Fan, don't leave yet. Go to my office and wait for me."

Director Chen looked at Jiang Fan and became more and more satisfied. It was a pity that he didn't have a granddaughter, otherwise he would definitely ask Jiang Fan to be his grandson-in-law.

"Okay, director."

The leaders went to the meeting first, and Xu Damao rushed to Jiang Fan's side. At this time, Xu Damao was already 70% drunk. The wine given by the system was so powerful!

Xu Damao was given a special hangover pill, and after a few minutes, he finally woke up.

"Brother Jiang Fan, why are there only two of us? Where are the experts? Where are the leaders?"

"Let's go, everyone is leaving. Are you leaving or not? If you don't leave, I'll leave too."

"Come on, come on! Your wine is really strong! Do you have any more?"

Xu Damao patted his butt and followed Jiang Fan happily. In a few days, Xu Damao and Jiang Fan became very familiar with each other.

Jiang Fan did not reject Xu Damao's kindness. Xu Damao was not a good person, but he was not a wicked person either. The wrong thing he did in the plot was to report Lou Xiaoe's family.

As for the lifestyle issue, we can only say that Xu Damao was born in a bad era. If it were a few decades later, Xu Damao could open a class and teach.

Not to mention the country girl and the young widow, in the plot, Lou Xiaoe, Qin Jingru, and even the flower of the steel rolling mill, Yu Haitang, were almost killed.

Qin Huairu could be brought to the small warehouse in just a few meals. Sha Zhu had been sending her there for several years but had never touched her.

……

Factory director's office.

"Jiang Fan, I really want to thank you this time. The machine installation in the factory will definitely not be completed until after the Chinese New Year."

"It's nothing, Uncle Chen, this is what I should do."

According to age, Jiang Fan should call Director Chen "Grandpa", but Wei Xiang was unwilling to do so. He didn't want to be inferior to Director Chen.

"Don't talk about shoulds and shouldn'ts. The emperor doesn't lack hungry soldiers. Tell me, what do you want? As long as I can do it, I will definitely do it for you."

"Uncle Chen, to be honest, I don't really want anything. Just give it to me as you see fit."

Jiang Fan really didn't want anything. He had enough money, and he would be assigned a job in the future, so he really didn't lack anything.

"You've really stumped me. So, let me first tell you about the reward we're giving you at the factory meeting. First, you'll be given 100 yuan in cash and a number of other bills."

Director Chen took out an envelope and pushed it towards Jiang Fan. Jiang Fan didn't refuse and took it and put it in his bag.