Two days later, Gu Ao followed his father, Director Chen and Director Qin back to Qiantang, and went straight to the factory's cooking business handover.

Gu Ao doesn’t have much work, it’s just a upload and download. It’s a consulting position that needs to be solved if there are problems, but there is no problem.

After a day of waving, before getting off work, Gu Ao and his father returned to the parking shed downstairs to get their bicycles, and then they noticed that a gaz-23-spec Volga second-generation Soviet sedan was parked in the open space next to them.

Director Chen only used Hujiang brand. Director Qin didn’t have a special car, but there was a factory-run car that was often used for him. So this car was really eye-catching.

"Dad, is this the car you bought for the last time with 4,000 rubles in advance? It has arrived?" Gu Ao could only think of this possibility.

It has been more than a month since the deposit for the Romanian order. Imported cars are definitely in stock, so it is not surprising that they arrive.

It is not a high-end equipment that needs to be customized according to the order.

"Yes, but we are not qualified to be a driver. I didn't expect that the customs was so fast, and I still had to take the driver's license test slowly."

Dad said helplessly and proudly.

After all, he is almost fifty years old and will definitely be slower to learn new things.

Gu Ao asked casually about the specific learning progress.

The father proudly said: He was not stable in driving, but he only studied repairing the car for one morning and repaired it better than the coach.

Gu Ao was ashamed: This is completely the opposite of him.

Gu Ao is very easy to drive, but he can't learn how to repair a car.

Then I thought, my father was a level 8 fitter and had been dealing with machinery all his life, so it was not easy to kill the car repair class in seconds.

My father's original words were like this: "The coach told me the principle, so I took advantage of the time I got off work and took out the empty equipment in the factory to disassemble and polish the carburetor. The original parts of the Soviets were really rubbish! No wonder the engine was always breathing when driving! It was still shocking! Now this car is smoother than the original parts!"

It seems that my father was itchy and he turned the car into oil and drove these places, and several places were modified.

Gu Ao asked his father to borrow the key and tried to start it. Sure enough, even the noise after the start was much lighter than other Soviet cars.

"Dad, then get on the bike. The bicycle will be thrown into the unit." He asked his father to get on the bike for a while.

"Don't do anything random, kid! There's something worth 14 rubles!" The father quickly stopped him.

Gu Ao took out his briefcase twice and found a small notebook: "Don't worry, I'm studying in the capital while I'm getting the exam after class."

My father was both surprised and happy. After taking it, he carefully looked back and forth, and finally confirmed that it was true.

"Hey! Didn't expect that you changed to liberal arts and your hands-on ability is still there, and you didn't embarrass me." Although my father was stubborn, he still got on the car in the format of a real fragrance.

Gu Ao started the car smoothly and drove slowly towards the factory gate. It was only three or four hundred meters away from the factory to the gate, almost every worker turned around and watched.

They have never heard of this low-key and luxurious engine sound before, and it is impossible not to be curious - even if there are dozens of these gaz-23 Volgas in the city, nothing else can be the sound of this magical modification, but much noisy.

My father was proud in his heart, and couldn't help but roll the car window down, and waved goodbye to his colleagues he knew from time to time.

He usually does this, just rides on a bicycle to say goodbye to others. Now that he has changed his position, he has a bit of "Thank you for your hard work, comrades."

While feeling happy, my father couldn't help but show off his qualifications and asked about Gu Ao's experience when he was learning to drive.

When I heard that Gu Ao was just good at driving skills but his car repair skills were warned by the coach to "practice yourself after going back", my father's sense of superiority was once again burst out:

"Hmph, I'm still not as good as me. When it comes to car repair skills, I'll learn it for a long time than you for a year!"

Of course, Gu Ao just laughed at this.

Do you have any specialization in your profession?

If you have such a terrifying son, if your father doesn't get some sense of accomplishment from elsewhere, you might have psychological problems.

...

Since moving into a four-story western-style building on Zhongshan Road, the Gu family's neighbors have improved a lot.

At least he is a deputy section-level civil servant in a government unit, or a cadre of a state-owned enterprise of the same level, and a backbone of public institutions.

Under normal circumstances, those stock-level minions cannot get in.

You Minfu from Zhongshan Street Police Station is the abnormal exception. As a police station director, he lived in these small foreign buildings, which was a little bit ineligible.

But who made his jurisdiction beside this area? So when the houses were allocated, he was marked in in order to better ensure the public security of this residential area.

You Minfu is also very knowledgeable. Since moving in last year, there have been four police officers in their office who work in two shifts and patrol the streets near these buildings every day.

After more than a year, I came here without even a thief. Neighbors all praised Director You for his serious work and his nemesis of crime.

It was too late every day, and Director You was having dinner with his wife. Because it was rare to have meat, there was a plate of green pepper and shredded pork on the table. He comfortably made some extra rice for Kuaiji.

Then I heard the sound of cars downstairs that I had never heard before.

"This sound sounds so comfortable. Is it the Toyota Crown? It's not like it." Director You's heart was ruled out and he became curious. Ordinary people can't tell the sound of a car engine, but he is from a criminal investigation and has a professional habit, and his ears are particularly sharp.

He has seen the world, and at least he knows the Toyota Crown. After the normalization of Sino-Japanese diplomatic relations in 1972, the country began to discuss importing some cheap Japanese cars in 1973. Within two years, 200 Toyota Crowns were equipped nationwide, which were only qualified for the mayor of at least the provincial capital.

In 1977, the scale of Crown in the country further expanded to 600 vehicles. Now with the opening of the country, there are about 2,000 vehicles - but for a big country with a population of 1 billion, 2,000 vehicles are nothing at all, and an average of 500,000 people can only see one.

Director You was still during the Chinese New Year, and when the branch office selected someone to seal the road for Prince Sihanouk on his trip, he had seen the crown car driven by the mayor and secretary.

Just for this look, he brags to others for a long time after he comes back.

So he immediately dropped his chopsticks, looked at the window, and barely saw the car model in the dark.

"It turns out it's Volga II, which is not bad... But why is the sound of this Volga II wrong? Isn't the Soviet goods all rough and thick? This car has a bit of a taste between the Soviets and Japanese."

With the idea of ​​looking at the diorama, he pushed the door to the corridor.

As soon as I stepped into the corridor, I found that he was not the only one who was surprised.

Director Wu Changming, who was opposite the door, and Dr. Zheng Shulin, who was facing north, and their family all crowded at the stairs to watch the fun.

Director You has household registration information, so he naturally has a clear understanding of everyone's background.

He knew that Wu Changming was originally recognized as the best in this residential area - because he was the director of the Power Dispatch Office of the Municipal Power Supply Bureau, and he had the power to decide who could start construction and who had to shut down the work and give up electricity.

Therefore, even the leader of the most fat state-owned enterprise in the city will give Director Wu something to the festival, so that he can make a fortune next year to ensure production. Not to mention that the power bureau itself has a very generous profit and benefits are booming.

As for Zheng Shulin above, although his money is a little worse, his face is not inferior at all. He is the director of the department of the Affiliated Hospital of the Provincial Medical University and is a well-known expert in hepatobiliary surgery in the country.

I don’t know how many alcohol-tested cadres have been saved. After he recovered from his illness, they often come back to ask him for advice on caring for his health and liver protection, so I know a lot of provincial and municipal cadres.

At this moment, when you found that the second generation of Volga was not Wu Changming, You Minfu asked curiously: "Oh, I thought it was Director Wu, you had a bird gun change in your unit. It wasn't you, so who else can deserve this car?"

Wu Changming was a little unhappy and thought to himself that this was not a pot that could be brought up.

"How did I know? I just heard the movement and came out to see it! Director You, this is your own scope!" Wu Changming originally wanted to watch the fun, but was put on it and couldn't find the steps, so he turned around and closed the door and continued to hide behind the window to observe in secret.

However, his wife had no psychological barriers and continued to watch with You Minfu and Zheng Shulin's family.

Soon, they discovered the truth.

"It turns out that it is Master Gu's family from the oxygen generator factory. Is their factory so effective? Any technical department head is equipped with Volgazi? Then Director Chen, Director Qin, must be equipped with Japanese crowns."

Everyone gasped in secret.

It has been less than half a year since the Gu family moved in. The neighbors are not very familiar with it. They only know that when they first came in, they had a good arrangement and even the first washing machine to be equipped. However, in other aspects, they are not as good as Director Wu’s family, except for TV.

Nowadays, no one thinks that washing machines are a necessary luxury, so no one thinks that Director Wu doesn’t have money if he doesn’t buy them. He just thinks that Director Wu is unwilling to spend money in vain.

Anyway, as a decent director, Wu Changming would not wash clothes himself even if he didn’t have a washing machine. What does his wife do with her? Why spend a thousand yuan on a machine that she never uses and can only save trouble for her wife?

Even Wu Changming's wife himself felt that "my husband was too considerate and bought me a TV so that I could watch TV while washing clothes."

As for Gu Ao, who spent more than a thousand yuan to save time and protect his sister, is unreasonable in the eyes of the big men of this era, and is a bent male cancer who is too fond of women.

But with the appearance of this car today, everyone has a scale in their hearts. Everyone knows that Director Wu’s family and Master Gu are completely incomparable.

"Mom! The day before yesterday, Lao Chen's secretary even brought me Maotai, saying that their factory would work overtime every Monday holiday in the second half of the year, so that I would not limit their electricity. It turned out that Lao Chen was so fat that he had to give Volga to his section chief!"

Wu Changming, who was hiding at home and observing secretly, came to his anger and was indignant that he could not fight Qiufeng.

When I think of my dignified director of the Provincial Power Supply Bureau, someone else actually only took a box of Moutai (6 bottles per box) worth 100 yuan, and wanted to ask him to do something - what to do when I get a beggar?
Chapter completed!