In Feng Xiaochen's little care, Tian Wenjian's eyes, was really broken. Yes, it means "Too_young, Too_******". Although Feng Xiaochen didn't know where he offended Secretary Tian, ​​he could clearly feel that the other party was looking for an opportunity to grasp him, or even with the intention of wanting to see him laugh.

Tian Wenjian definitely didn't know that Feng Xiaochen was a time traveler. In his eyes, Feng Xiaochen was a temporary worker under 20 years old. He graduated from junior high school and had just a week in the Metallurgical Bureau. He had never done a similar job. Such a person would definitely have many difficulties in doing such a data review directly. If Tian Wenjian did not have any prejudice, he should take the initiative to explain the requirements for the review to Feng Xiaochen, and even find a few reviews that others have done in the past to let Feng Xiaochen use as a reference. This is an old driver to take the new driver... Well, well, it should be said that it is the usual practice of old employees to take the new employees.

Tian Wenjian was holding an air and said with a word of mercy. Obviously, he was waiting for Feng Xiaochen to take the initiative to ask him for advice. With his aura, Feng Xiaochen could imagine what kind of complacent attitude Tian Wenjian would teach him a lesson if he really asked for advice. Moreover, no matter how outstanding the review he made in the future, Tian Wenjian would classify this as his credit for his guidance, and claimed on various occasions that Feng Xiaochen was brought by him.

Feng Xiaochen was full and had to rush up to become a teacher by himself?

Feng Xiaochen is not particularly familiar with interpersonal relationships in the early 1980s, but he also worked in the agency in his previous life and is not unfamiliar with the thoughts of the agency cadres. There are complex office politics in any compound, and Feng Xiaochen can understand some of it from Tian Wenjian. Feng Xiaochen can show humility and kindness in his face, but he still has a bit of arrogance in his bones:

Don’t you want to see my joke? Then I don’t sneer with a wise sneer to see how you end up.

Tian Wenjian did not tell Feng Xiaochen which information to be investigated, but Feng Xiaochen knew clearly that in the early 1980s, the Metallurgical Bureau of the Economic Commission was the construction of large open-pit mines such as the cold water iron ore of Linhe Province, Honghedu copper mine of Huxi Province and Shifeng aluminum mine of Luoshui Province. In the following years, the Economic Commission will promote the development plan for a complete set of equipment for large open-pit mines, and the related equipment manufacturing work lasted for more than ten years.

At this time, Luo Xiangfei asked Feng Xiaochen to check the information of mining machinery, which was undoubtedly related to the construction of open-pit mines. Feng Xiaochen was fully confident. In addition, combined with the experience and lessons in the development and development of complete sets of large open-pit mines in later generations, Feng Xiaochen also understood what aspects he should start from to find information and what conclusions and suggestions to Luo Xiangfei. As for this later point, even if Tian Wenjian wanted to give him guidance, he would not be able to touch the door.

With Luo Xiangfei's instructions, the Administrative Department did not dare to hold Feng Xiaochen back to do chores. Feng Xiaochen received a reading card from the Metallurgical Bureau's material room, and began to get up early and go to bed late to read various journals, publications, research reports, etc. in the material of domestic and foreign mining machinery.

Zhang Haiju, the information officer of the Metallurgical Bureau's Information Office, is a passionate and unrestrained middle-aged woman, a few years older than Feng Xiaochen's mother He Xuezhen. She worked in the information office 20 years ago. At that time, the cadres of the Metallurgical Bureau called her Xiao Zhang. In the past 20, Zhang Haiju's daughter had already gone to college, but she was still Xiao Zhang in the eyes of the old cadres and technicians of the Metallurgical Bureau. She was also used to this title. When Feng Xiaochen first went to the information office to check information, Zhang Haiju introduced himself to him: "My surname is Zhang, please call me Xiao Zhang..."

Feng Xiaochen was startled and said quickly: "I'm afraid this is not suitable, right? Otherwise, I'd better call you Sister Zhang."

"Okay, it's up to you." Zhang Haiju had the casualness and cheerfulness of the BJ. She checked Feng Xiaochen's reading card and couldn't help but whisper: "Oh, I went to the Metallurgical Bureau at the age of 19. It's OK. Is the home of BJ? What, it's from Nanjiang. I know that I've been there for a few years when I was sent down. By the way, have you pinched the meal?"

In the last sentence, Zhang Haiju imitated the local dialect of Nanjiang. Although it was a bit out of tune, Feng Xiaochen still felt the kindness released by the other party. He and Zhang Haiju stood at the counter in the information room for 10 minutes, and reported to the other party about his family background, birth date, and reason for coming to the Metallurgical Bureau. By the way, they also learned about the other party's family background, her and her daughter's birth date, various experiences of working in the Metallurgical Bureau and putting them in the middle.

Zhang Haiju liked this young man who was very sweet-mouthed and looked very well-behaved. When he was happy, he also sent an invitation to ask Feng Xiaochen to go to her house for dinner to improve his food. Of course, Feng Xiaochen expressed his emotion and joy in half, and then declined with a drag-on formula.

As a subordinate organization of the Economic Commission, the Metallurgical Bureau has a very high status. In the Metallurgical Bureau's data room, there are many internal information that are difficult to find in other places, and there are also a large number of foreign metallurgical journals. At that time, the country was extremely short of foreign exchange, and the money was very small to be used to subscribe to foreign journals. Only power agencies like the Economic Commission can subscribe to so many journals of various types. In the data room, Feng Xiaochen could occasionally see some foreign units coming to check the information. It is said that this also requires a certain level of unit to issue certificates, so that the Economic Commission will receive it.

There are very few people in the data room to read materials during the day because most people have the work to deal with, so it is impossible to go to the data room to hide in peace. However, at night, there are more people. If you have free time to come to find literary and artistic journals, some have to check the materials in order to complete the tasks assigned by your leaders. Feng Xiaochen also met a few people who were busy working on translators. After inquiring, he realized that they wanted to translate some professional articles and get published in Chinese journals. Each translation can get a few dollars, or a manuscript fee of more than ten yuan...

"This is also a way to make money."

Feng Xiaochen was stunned when he first heard someone say this. At least in the era when he stayed, the income of the agency cadres was still good, at least they would not have fallen to the point where they had to rely on translators to make extra money.

"Brother, you are alone and your whole family is not hungry. When you reach our age, you will know that you don't have enough money to spend." A cadre who looks in his 30s patted Feng Xiaochen's shoulder and said with a little self-deprecating.

"We can't say that completely." Another translator quickly confessed, "The manuscript fee is not the main reason. Our country has been closed for too long, and many comrades in the practice department do not understand the dynamics abroad. We use our spare time to translate some good articles, which is why they can open their eyes."

"Yes, it benefits the public and the private interests, and it will kill multiple birds with one stone." The man who had a big mouth quickly agreed. When everyone chats privately, they might be passed on to the leader by someone who talks a lot. It is not a big mistake to use his spare time to do private work and earn extra money, but it is not appropriate to publicly promote it. If you add a big hat, things will be nice and the leader will not find a reason to pursue it.

The translator who sang a high-profile noticed Feng Xiaochen's youth. He looked at Feng Xiaochen with suspicion for a long time, and then asked, "Brother, what's your name?"

"My surname is Feng, Feng Xiaochen." Feng Xiaochen said, while writing his name on the blank paper. His name is a little literary. It is difficult for others to guess which two words it is if he doesn't write it out.

"Xiaochen, yes, good name, good name, your parents must be senior intellectuals, and they can give you such a knowledgeable name." The translator said in a complimentary tone.

Feng Xiaochen suddenly guessed the other party’s intention. He smiled and said, “Brother, you’re joking. My parents are just ordinary employees in Nanjiang. My father is a middle school teacher and my mother is a large collective employee. There is no culture. My name was chosen by someone else.”

"From Nanjiang?" The two people exchanged glances with each other and felt at ease. The courtyard of the Metallurgical Bureau includes both office areas and dormitory areas. Often, some employees' children will go to the information room to read books. When they saw Feng Xiaochen young, they were worried that he was the child of a leader's family, so they added a little caution when speaking. Now they heard that they came from Nanjiang Province and their parents were indeed ordinary people, so there was no need to worry about it.

"Xiao Feng, it's not bad. You can read English materials. Why? Is your father an English teacher?" The big-mouthed man regained his carefree attitude. He looked through the name of the magazine Feng Xiaochen was reading and asked casually.

"No, he teaches physics, but English is also good." Feng Xiaochen said. When he lied to Luo Xiangfei, he said that his foreign language was learned from his grandfather Feng Weiren, but for these two, he didn't need to mention his grandfather's affairs, just give him a reason.

The three of them met like this. The two were also seconded cadres. The big-mouthed man named Wang Weilong, who was an engineer from a metallurgical machinery factory in Zhongyuan Province. The high-profile one was named Cheng Xiaofeng, an engineer from Lingbei Nonferrous Metallurgical Design Institute. Both of them were college graduates before the exercise, with good education, and were both top professionals in their respective units, so they were seconded to work by the Metallurgical Bureau.
Chapter completed!