The Great Era of Siheyuan

Coming out of Li Huaide's office, Li Wenqiang had a sarcastic expression on his face. Li Huaide had not given up the idea of ​​taking him into his own hands. He was really overthinking it.

From the last induction reception to asking him to sit in the logistics department just now, these were all tests by Li Huaide to see if he had a sense of belonging to the steel mill. Or to put it another way, to see if Li Wenqiang had any intention of belonging to him.

This guy made so much money from him and wanted to take the blame as well. It was really a nice thought.

After coming down from the administrative building, Li Wenqiang went directly to the security department office and found Wang Jianjun drinking tea inside.

"Brother Wang, come to life!"

When Wang Jianjun heard this, he immediately jumped up and laughed.

"Brother Wen Qiang, I've been waiting for you to say this! What should I do? Just tell me!"

Wang Jianjun didn't even ask what the job was, he just told me how to do it. It's good to have a job now, there's no need to be picky.

"I am planning to recruit a construction team. I need a group of experienced masters. I will give you 30 positions for the time being. All of them must have experience in building houses. The salary can be discussed in detail later. There are two problems that you need to solve. First, I hope you can coordinate with the brick, stone and wood factory for bricks, stones and wood. Second, if anyone causes trouble, you will be responsible for solving it.

All of them must be veterans or their family members, with priority given to those in need. I only care about their food and wages, and I don't care about anything else. If you can handle this, it's settled. If not, just ignore what I said!"

Li Wenqiang looked him in the eyes and said, if he didn't agree, he should leave immediately and go to the Veterans Affairs Bureau of the Ministry of Civil Affairs to coordinate. He only went to Wang Jianjun because he was familiar with him, so he asked him to find a few people to set up the framework first. To be honest, Wang Jianjun's status was too low if he really wanted to cooperate with him.

"What you said is not a problem. Who doesn't have some skills after serving in the army? I can go to the brick and stone factory and the timber factory to say hello. If anyone wants to trouble you, just come to me. I want to see who is tougher, his bones or my gun!"

Wang Jianjun said this with a murderous look on his face!

"Since there is no problem, then let's do it. Go find all the people first. There are two courtyards for them to practice. Brother Wang, I've given you a chance. I hope the people you find will be obedient. Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless.

We are talking about business. This job is not only a job to support the family, but also an opportunity to settle down and buy a home. I can promise that as long as they work hard with me, I will not treat them unfairly in the future, and I guarantee that they will all have a house in the future!"

Li Wenqiang said without hesitation.

But there is an explanation for how the house came about, he added silently in his heart.

"I understand this matter. I promise you here that if any of them disobeys, you can just tell them to get out!"

Wang Jianjun assured excitedly that he had finally met someone who could help his comrades solve problems, and there was no way he would let this opportunity go.

Li Wenqiang nodded, and was quite satisfied with Wang Jianjun's attitude.

"Okay, then Brother Wang, you should hurry up and do it. I have to prepare other things here as well."

Li Wenqiang said.

"Okay, Brother Wen Qiang, don't worry, I will definitely find you all the people as soon as possible."

Wang Jianjun said, patting his chest.

"Okay, hurry up!"

Li Wenqiang left after he finished speaking. One could only believe half of his promise. As for the rest, once he had settled those soldiers, someone would naturally come forward to help him.

After she has resettled thousands of retired soldiers, we'll see who dares to touch him. By then, she can expand the company, borrow more money, and hoard land. This will be a golden ticket to avoid death, and everyone will have to beg him not to die!

After Li Wenqiang left, Wang Jianjun immediately began to inform the veterans in the factory of the good news and asked them to recommend suitable people.

When everyone heard the news, they were very excited and signed up to introduce suitable candidates. Everyone has a few poor relatives, and it didn't take long for the place to be full.

Li Wenqiang was on his way to Fuxue Hutong. Since Old Man Wu's courtyard house had already left, he naturally had to take the house back. Otherwise, it would be really funny if it was occupied by some random people.

I returned to the courtyard, the courtyard was still the same, but this time the feeling was different. The first two times I was a bad guest, but now I am here as the host, so the feeling is naturally different.

The whole courtyard is not much different from before, the only difference is that there is one less person. The rooms in this courtyard are all very small, which makes people feel very depressed. He plans to tear down part of the wall in the future, at least one room of 20 to 30 square meters, and simply cap it to use as a warehouse. If you want to move in, you have to wait at least until 1976 to consider living here. By then, dig a layer underground and add another layer on top, which will be enough for the future.

He walked to Old Man Wu's room and saw a bed, a stove, a broken table and a few benches. Li Wenqiang weighed them and saw that they were all ordinary wood, so he didn't care.

After going out, he looked towards the backyard again, and suddenly a cellar entrance caught his attention.

When Li Wenqiang got closer, he found that the room was actually quite large, about ten square meters. There were some scattered porcelains inside, some good and some bad, which looked like antiques. He didn't mind and took them directly.

After taking a quick look around, he locked the door and left.

Seeing that it was almost noon, Li Wenqiang was too lazy to bother and went straight home. He was originally going to look for Liu Li.

Last time, I was going to ask her to register a few business licenses, but I couldn't find a suitable location. Except for the mobile vendor business license, which does not require a work location, the others basically require one, so I didn't get it done.

(For your information, the 1960s was a planned economy period, when the country’s production, distribution and consumption were all planned and arranged by the government, and commercial activities were mainly carried out by state-owned enterprises and collective enterprises. Individual economic activities were greatly restricted, so individuals were not encouraged to do business, but it was not prohibited. It’s just that if you do business without a background, you can easily be labeled a capitalist, so it seems that individuals are prohibited from doing business.)

Back at the courtyard, Li Wenqiang wasn't hungry, and he wasn't in the mood to cook. He looked at the corn in the space and took out a bag. He lit the fire, added some water to the pot, poured the corn in and steamed it. He would peel the skin when he was ready to eat, so that the corn would be more fragrant.

After a few days of development, the poultry in the space had grown up, and some had even started laying eggs. The vegetables, fruits, and grains also grew very fast, and many of them fell to the ground and sprouted again before they could be picked. Everything was developing in an orderly manner, and there was so much food that it could not be used up.

Taking advantage of the time now, Li Wenqiang prepared to make the medicinal wine. With a thought, the lids of the wine jars placed in the open space all opened, and the bags of medicinal powder exploded automatically.

Originally, he wanted to add wine according to the ratio of the previous prescription as before, but after thinking about it, he felt that the amount might not be enough for the Russians' physique. Originally, one package of medicine contained four jars of wine, but now there are more than half more jars of wine than before. In the end, he decided to use two jars per package, hoping that our big Soviet brothers can enjoy the drink.