The people in his memory were not remembered when he was working and reprimanding them. He remembered them when he was feeding them.
He had done them a favor in the past, and now he still had to rely on them. In the future, he would have to support the old couple in their old age, so Yi Guoqu naturally would not be polite.
Even a fool could remember people. He, Yi Guoqu, would definitely remember everything now. He would feel at ease eating his own grandpa's food!
Yi Zhonghai nodded lightly. Although this was difficult, he was willing to do it.
How could it not be difficult to be a man? The role of the pillar of the family was highlighted when he encountered difficulties. He was feeling comfortable now. He could not always watch other people's houses being lively.
"As for work…"
Yi Zhonghai had just thought of a place to stay when he was in a dilemma. A young man couldn't stay at home all the time. What would it look like?
He looked at Yi Guoqu from head to toe. He had never seen such a strong person. He must be a good worker.
However, he had just turned from a fool to a normal person and had never been educated before. He definitely could not directly ask about IQ, and there was no way to test it at this time.
He couldn't just say,'Do you think you're smart?'，This was the same as asking if someone was stupid, but it sounded better.
Although Yi Guoqu had just regained his consciousness, his self-esteem was quite strong.
Men all liked noodles.
Yi Zhonghai had not raised her since she was young. He had just come into contact with her, so Yi Zhonghai would definitely pay attention to this problem.
A middle-aged woman whispered," Old Yi, it's a good job in the factory. You can talk in the factory too. At most, you'll just have to spend some money. Why don't you let Guoqu try it out in the factory?"”
Yi Zhonghai nodded silently, but he was still thinking.
The work in the factory also required a certain amount of skill. If one's intelligence was not enough, they could only be an apprentice.
The young couple barely had enough to live on, but Yi Guoqu's appetite was barely enough to feed himself. He had many questions to consider.
A middle-aged woman turned her head and said to Yi Guoqu very kindly," Actually, you used to have a nickname called Qiangzi. You might not remember it, but now that you're older, you don't have to call me by your nickname anymore. I'll call you Guoqu in the future." Don't worry, since you're here, I'll definitely find you a good job.”
Yi Guoqu grinned. He wanted to smile, but when he thought of his past record, the smile on his face became a little reserved. He said confidently," Thank you, Auntie."”
His heart felt warm. Although he had just arrived, the old man and the old woman treated him like their own son.
Putting aside the problem of the house, he did not know what Sir System was thinking of. He just needed to listen to it.
However, the problem of work was not as easy as what the auntie said.
At this time, the workers were honored, and the treatment was also the best.
For example, the workers of the Third Rolling Mill were encouraged to develop in remote areas because they were in City 49. There was no doubt that this was a first-class area, and their salaries were slightly lower than those in remote areas.
As long as he became a full-time employee in the factory, his monthly salary would be 33 yuan, which was more than the salary of a teacher in primary school. Third Uncle's monthly salary was only 26.5 yuan.
For a level eight fitter like his uncle, his salary was equivalent to a level sixteen administrative officer. The third rolling mill's Manager Yang was about the same level, and he was a cadre at the division level.
At this time, the officers set an example, and the salary level was relatively low. Even if many technical staff could become officials, few people were willing to transfer because they were worried about the salary reduction.
Once Yi Guoqu entered the rolling mill as a worker, he would have an iron rice bowl. No one dared to say that it was not good to enter the factory. His physique was also suitable for rolling iron in the factory.
Everyone knew that the factory was good, but it was not easy to enter. Even if Yi Zhonghai had some face in the factory, he could not give anything less.
Actually, it was nothing much. It was just a little money, 500 yuan.
Before he transmigrated, Yi Guoqu would grimace and grimace when he took 500 yuan.
If it was now, it would be good enough for an ordinary family to not starve for ten years. He still wanted to save money?
Only seventh and eighth grade fitters like First Uncle and Second Uncle could save money, and so could Third Uncle, who was a stingy and calculative man.
Jia Dongxu had made a mistake and lost the person. Even the factory could not subsidize his family with so much money.
The first uncle was still deep in thought. The room fell into silence. Yi Guoqu kept pouring tea for him.
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