"What? Director Luo wants you to transfer to the capital?"

When Feng Xiaochen solemnly informed his family of the news, the whole family was shocked.

"How could he fall in love with you? Did you brag in front of him?"

"Can you solve the formal establishment for you? Do you have any questions about the salary?"

"Wow, go to the capital, it's so beautiful! Brother, can you meet Liu Xiaoqing?"

After a brief surprise, father Feng Li, mother He Xuezhen, and younger brother Feng Lingyu raised questions from different angles. Feng Xiaochen had no choice but to explain one by one: he did not brag, but did learn some skills from his grandfather Feng Weiren, and I don’t know why Director Luo took a fancy to him. The formal staffing is probably one, and the salary is not said, but it must be very low. He just started working. Liu Xiaoqing didn’t walk on the streets of Beijing all day long, and he could only go to the cinema to watch. The Liu Xiaoqing in the cinema in Beijing was no different from Xinling, and it was not worth envious...

"You really didn't deceive Director Luo?" Feng Li asked in Feng Xiaochen's eyes. He was a middle school teacher and could see through the lying children at a glance.

Feng Xiaochen calmly faced his father's gaze and said, "Dad, I have told you that what I told Director Luo is the truth. If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you..."

Speaking of this, he found a few lines of paper and pen, without thinking, and handed them to Feng Li. Feng Li and He Xuezhen came over to check at the same time, and saw that there were clearly several different words written on the paper, including English, which Feng Li could recognize; and in German, Feng Li had learned a few sentences from Feng Weiren, at least he could see that it was not fake; as for Japanese and Russian, the characteristics were also very obvious; the couple did not recognize the last word, and according to Feng Xiaochen, it was Spanish, and Feng Li and his wife could only recognize it.

"Xiaochen, when did you learn so much? Why have you never told us?"

He Xuezhen was happy. Even if her son could write these words, even if he could only know one or two sentences, it would be a great thing. In the past two years, the social atmosphere has been changing. My colleagues gathered together and said two sentences to children’s learning problems. When this happened, He Xuezhen didn’t dare to say anything. Her two sons had junior high school diplomas, which was incomparable to those top students who planned to take the college entrance examination.

But now it’s different. It turns out that my son is the real top student. Others can take the junior college entrance examination at best. Can they learn five foreign languages? His son has learned five foreign languages ​​with his deceased father-in-law. Even the leaders from the capital appreciate him and specifically want to transfer him to the capital to do important work. Once he goes there, he can arrange formal staffing and enjoy the salary and benefits of the central government...

Well, even if the following are made up by her, who can expose it? If you don’t believe it, let your son go to the capital and ask, do you want my son to lead your son?

"Xuezhen, Xiaochen is going to the capital, and he will leave these days. We have to prepare for him quickly."

He Xuezhen's thoughts just flew to Sagittarius when Feng Li called him back. He Xuezhen glared at her husband with a little "wake up" after being interrupted by a little dream, and then began to get anxious:

"Oh, yes, why are you so anxious? Go to Beijing, that's the north. The water will freeze in winter. You have to prepare cotton coats and trousers? The quilt must be thick, at least weighing eight pounds. Lao Feng, can you find the old man who is sporting cotton? Yes, right, there is more important thing. You can't wear too casually when you go to Beijing, and you will be looked down upon. Xiao Chen, tomorrow I will take you to a department store to buy a few pieces of cloth and make some good clothes. Lao Feng, you can find a way to borrow some cloth tickets. Our house has not enough cloth tickets..."

"Uh... don't have to be so troublesome, right?" Feng Xiaochen was speechless again. "Mom, the capital is cold, but if they have heating, they won't be cold if they stay in the house. They can't even use cotton coats and trousers. I just need to bring the military coat at home. I don't need thick quilts. The house is warmer than ours in winter."

"How do you know?" He Xuezhen glared at Feng Xiaochen, wondering.

"...This is what Director Luo told me, and it is also written in the novels I have read..." Feng Xiaochen had to blame him. He couldn't say that he had lived in the capital for more than 20 years in his previous life. He was more familiar with the capital than Xinling, right?

"Hey, I thought of one thing..." Feng Li is worthy of being the head of the family. In addition to being excited, he could think of one more important thing:

"Xuezhen, Xiaochen works as a temporary worker in the Metallurgical Hall, and the department has arranged it to implement the policy of his father. Now Xiaochen is leaving the Metallurgical Hall, and the relationship between the Metallurgical Hall is not the relationship between the Metallurgical Hall in Beijing. So the quota for this temporary worker should be vacant, right?"

"Hmm?" He Xuezhen was stunned for a moment, and then she realized. She turned to look at Feng Lingyu, and said happily, "Yes, Xiaochen can't use this quota anymore. You can use it for Xiaoyu. In this way, Xiaoyu's work problem will be solved."

In those days, job opportunities were also a kind of private property. Whoever occupied a pit could be hereditary for generations. If a formal employee retires at the age, he could pass the job to his children. This is called "replacement". Feng Xiaochen's temporary job in the Metallurgical Department was assigned to the Feng family by implementing policies. Feng Xiaochen could not use it anymore, so he could pass it to Feng Lingyu. This is natural. Feng Li and He Xuezhen didn't even have to consider whether the Metallurgical Department agreed or not, because they had no reason to disagree.

Feng Xiaochen hadn't thought of this before. He was also a little surprised when his parents said it. He was stunned for a second. Feng Xiaochen waved his hand and said seriously: "Dad, mom, don't worry first, I have one more thing, I want to talk to you."

"What's the matter?" Feng Li and his wife asked at the same time.

"I want to ask Xiaoyu to open a store." Feng Xiaochen said.

"Open a store?" Feng Li and his wife were once again shocked by their eldest son's words. The shock was no less than the moment when Feng Xiaochen told them that they were going to work in the capital.

"What kind of store is opened? How can Xiaoyu open a store?" He Xuezhen asked in confusion.

Feng Xiaochen said: "Now the country has allowed private stores to be opened. Isn't there already an individual restaurant and an individual store on our street?"

"That's a self-employed person." He Xuezhen said.

Feng Xiaochen said: "What's wrong with being a self-employed person? You make more money and have a great future in development. If you do well, you may be the richest man in China in just over ten or twenty years."

"Aren't you so proud?" Feng Li scolded, "Are you good people doing it? You haven't heard that self-employed people are all dissatisfied people. If you don't do the job in the Metallurgical Department and become a self-employed person, are you trying to cheat your brother, right?"

Feng Xiaochen said: "Dad, your concept is already behind. In our country, the individual and private economy will definitely develop greatly in the future. In contrast, the industry management agency of the Metallurgy Department will shrink. I am now working as a temporary worker in the Metallurgy Department, and I move documents, sweeping the floor and other things every day. After working like this for more than ten years, I will become a waste. Don't you look at the mental state of the young people who are working as temporary workers in the hall like me? Xiaoyu is still young, so he should give him a more progressive and more room for development."

"Is this what Director Luo said?" Feng Li asked hesitantly.

Feng Xiaochen's words still have a certain lethality to Feng Li. Of course, Feng Li knew that the temporary workers recruited by each unit for resettlement of young people in the industry were basically errands and errands. These people could not see the future and the unit did not intend to give them any future. Therefore, most people had a self-deprecating mentality, drinking and fighting to get a partner is the daily life of these people.

In fact, in Feng Li's eyes before, Feng Xiaochen was not in this state of mind? But in the past two days, he suddenly gave everyone a surprise, proving that his previous decadence was just an illusion, and he was actually a good young man who was studious and motivated.

"Xiaoyu, what do you think?" He Xuezhen saw that Feng Li had been shaken. She had always been a person with no opinion and always looked at her husband's determination in major matters. Now that she could not make up her mind when she saw that her husband was not sure about it, she turned her attention to the person involved Feng Lingyu.

Feng Lingyu was also a little confused. He always felt that employment was far away from him. He would rather immerse himself in the novel of a talented man and beautiful woman in the Qing Dynasty. Now that a life choice has been pushed to him, he suddenly didn't know how to make a choice.

"I...you can do whatever you say." Feng Lingyu shirked.

"Do you want to go to the Metallurgical Hall to work as a temporary worker and wait for death, or are you willing to open a shop to control your own destiny?" Feng Xiaochen asked in his younger brother's eyes.

"this……"

Feng Lingyu collapsed: My dear brother, your question is really too tricky. It is clearly full of inducement and makes people do multiple-choice questions happy? When a temporary worker is indeed a state of consuming and waiting for death, I have seen this in you a long time ago. Don’t pretend. You were simply a template for a young man who was a miserable. But if you open a store, you can control your own destiny by yourself. Why can’t I see it? I am still a child? You asked me to control your destiny!

Feng Li slowly calmed down and asked Feng Xiaochen: "Xiaochen, tell me, you asked Xiaoyu to open a store, what kind of store you plan to open? How can you guarantee that he will not lose money? Also, you said that there is a future in opening a store, how can you guarantee?"

Feng Xiaochen had prepared for this issue, otherwise he would not have suggested that Feng Lingyu open a store. However, he could not tell his family about some further ideas, and he might not believe it if he said it. He made a gesture, signaling everyone to calm down, and then said:
Chapter completed!