Chapter 7: Not easy two kid

In the evening two days later, Old Pan Shen mysteriously touched Tan Zhenhua's house.
After entering the door, Old Pan didn't say anything. First, he talked with Tan Zhenhua about the situation of Xiaobao at school for a long time. After only a while, he became bored, sitting there and left or right. To say, Lao Pan is not a person who can chat, and as an elder, what can he chat with a half-year-old son?
Tan Zhenhua saw Lao Pan's thoughts, and she was secretly happy: "This old man guesses that there is something difficult to talk about. Forget it, let me do it."
So he said respectfully: "Uncle Pan, Xiaobao and I grew up together. It's not an exaggeration to say that it's your half son. If there is anything embarrassing, please tell me straight. , Speaking in circles is not your style! Is there anything wrong with what I asked you last time? It's fine, if you can't do it, you can't do it, I will think of other ways, don't take it to your heart."
To talk about Lao Pan's temperament, it is as well-known as the work under his hands. He goes straight, preferring to bend and not bend, and his voice is full of breath and trembling. Because of this, he did not suffer less before. Even his wife Liu Mei often complained behind him for this. Unfortunately, as the saying goes, "dogs can't change their food..." Cough cough, this sentence should not be used, it should be "Jiangshan is easy to change his nature." ......" Keke, it doesn't seem to be this sentence. I can't think of any other words. Get the spirit. It's a pity that his name is "Shuisheng".
Hearing this, Old Pan’s face rose a little, but he still had the upper hand because of his dark and thick skin. He slapped his thigh and said,
Zhenhua, I won’t hide it from you. I’ve passed familiar people over the past two days. Once again, I can really help, but the factory is a bit far away. In Wenzhou, Zhejiang Province, when people heard that what we were going to build here was a TV shell, they immediately said they could help. Said I want to meet us, and I want to talk with us in detail!"
Tan Zhenhua asked casually: "Wenzhou, that's a bit far away, it only takes two days to get in touch with this matter, or Uncle Pan is mighty!"
It's okay not to say this. As soon as I said it, I saw that Old Pan suddenly seemed to be half short and his voice was 8 degrees lower. He whispered, "I'm making a long-distance call..."
In the early 1980s, it was not easy to make long-distance calls. Ordinary people want to call, get the post office, line up first, fill in a list, and then pay a deposit of 10 yuan, let the correspondent pick it up for you, before it’s your turn to speak, there must be a fat aunt next to you looking at you. I also pinched the meter-it is billed, and it costs more than 1 yuan for a minute of long distance. Therefore, it is not a particularly urgent matter for most people to contact other places. They are all made to send a telegram for 5 cents a word, which is considered an economical choice.
But these are all floating clouds for our firm.
As a bureau-level unit, the director is on the same level as the mayor of the city. This office is an administrative institution directly funded by the state. It is self-contained within the wall, including hospitals, schools, kindergartens, and even grain and oil shops, fuel and coal. They are all self-sufficient. In this wall, there are 5,000 working employees and nearly 20,000 of their family members. It is like a city within a city. What are a few long-distance telephone lines?
Tan Zhenguo estimated that Lao Pan went to someone in the telephone team to go through the back door and made this long-distance call. Although the office has a charge for employees to use public long-distance calls, but there is a group of electronic experts. In front of you, the old-fashioned crossbar telephone switch has a bug that doesn't charge when it is plugged in. It has long been no secret.
As for taking advantage, hehe, what a joke, we are a direct enterprise of the Four Machines Department. If your own equipment in the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications is faulty and suffers a loss, how can you blame others?
Thinking about this carefully, Tan Zhenhua smiled and patted Old Comrade Pan on the shoulder, and said, in all sizes, "Uncle Pan, you are definitely not taking advantage of the public house. If you count it, you can only save it. The research funding of our institute!"
Old Pan looked at this kid's heartlessness and became angry. He wanted to slap him. Before he could do it, he listened to the kid slowly adding: "Uncle Pan, this Wenzhou factory should You are a self-employed person, you are so good, and you can meet such a person."
Pan Shuisheng's surprise was not trivial. He felt that all his secrets were exposed to the sun, and he couldn't help but think of the painful experiences he had gone through, and he made up for the fame and status that he had worked hard in his life to waste, and even the terrible consequences of his children and grandchildren... His lips trembled, the black face turned into a white face for a moment, and he said hurriedly: "Don’t talk nonsense, Xiaohua, this is a distant relative of your Aunt Liu’s hometown. When I went to visit relatives during the Spring Festival this year, people heard about my craftsmanship and came home. I came to ask a few questions, and the others are nothing, really nothing."
Tan Zhenhua listened secretly, knowing that this old saying is not true. With his old level and reputation, others come to ask for advice. I am afraid that good cigarettes, good wine and delicious food are the next thing to do. The red envelopes should also be big, but In this era, especially in units like this firm, it is indeed a taboo thing. Even 30 years later, in his previous life, this kind of thing can only be done. It cannot be said. After all, the nature of the firm is there. Let it go. Although Lao Pan's performance was a bit daunting, he can't be blamed. After all, people's ideological consciousness in this age is here.
He thought so in his heart, but he said: "Uncle Pan, where did you want to go? I don't know what is good or bad, Xiaohua, you are helping me. I don't ask or know about this matter. I’m going to talk nonsense, if you put a ten thousand heart in mind, I beg your help to the end. Someone comes over there, and I want you to grasp a charter.
While wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Old Pan pondered in his heart: "You said that the baby of the old Tan family, how long does this brain grow? Don't tell me the old man Tan is a great technical man. The award-winning red books add up. It’s half a foot thick, and the sons born are also evildoers. The older one I heard that the college entrance examination was not taken the year before, and the magic capital Aurora who was directly recommended by the school, the younger one has the top grades in the school. My son was with him all day long, thinking that he was just a little kid with no full-length hair. Today, listening to him speak and do business, but he also gave birth to an exquisite heart."
At this point, Old Pan was relieved. He is an old "athlete" who has lived for a long time. He had a contempt for the elders to look at the juniors before, and it is inevitable to be a little bit psychologically entrusted. After these few words, he re-positioned Tan Zhenhua to talk to him on an equal footing. In the position of, instead, his expression and voice were relaxed:
"Xiaohua, let me talk about it. People will definitely not come here just to make a mold for us. After all, this is what we ask for, and I can’t ask about it on the phone. I guess there’s something to look for in the state. Let's help. I guess that person will be there in these two days. At that time, our brothers will go to talk with them."
"Don't, Uncle Pan, you are my uncle, and Xiaobao and I are the brothers. We can't mess up the seniority. I will let you arrange this matter."
Pan Dabao's face blushed, and he insisted: "It's okay, let's talk about each other."
Then he added an uneasy sentence: "Do we both know about this?"
Tan Zhenhua looked serious, and pointed to the sky: "I swear, this matter, God knows and earth, you know I know, if I say nonsense, I will listen to your arrangements, if you let me go east, I will never To the west, you let me beat the dog, and I will never push the chicken."! "
When Pan Dabao saw that Tan Zhenhua started to roll around and play tricks, he knew that he couldn't continue talking, and that the matter was finished, he stood up and said:
"I'm going back, and I'll say it again, don't tell anyone about this, don't even tell Xiao Bao!"
He shook his head and went out.
Tan Zhenhua respectfully sent Pan Dabao out, went back to the room and sat down. After thinking about it, he has roughly understood the whole story. Pan Shuisheng came to him today, not just to help him make a TV case. He must I leaked the news that I had made a TV set here. Otherwise, Baba, who would never be on the pole in Wenzhou, came to him and asked him to talk about something. The housing group is a fascinating existence. In this case, your original plan needs to be slightly changed, and then some other preparations...
Pan Shuisheng didn't know that Tan Zhenhua's guess was infinitely close to the truth. While thinking about today's conversation, he pondered every sentence of Tan Zhenhua that seemed to have profound meaning. He didn't rush back to his room, but first opened the door of Pan Xiaobao. He looked at his head raised from a pile of homework to his smirking little son, shook his head, sighed in his heart, and turned around. Entered his room door, and said to Liu Mei headlessly:
"The second kid of the old Tan family, it's not easy!"