"I believe, believe, I believe," Qin Dong smiled, "I don't want to..."

"Whatever you think, you just don't want anyone on your head!" Wu Geng picked up the textbook and knocked Qin Dong's arm, "You don't think about it. You are only seventeen years old, comrade, seventeen years old! How many pairs of eyes are staring at you in the factory!... At the age of seventeen, you are the deputy director of the workshop. This will be great in the future. In another ten years, it will not be difficult to be a factory director..."

"Okay, I'll go to any workshop I'll go to, but I have a condition."

"Tell me about the conditions, let me tell Lao Chen, what conditions are? Do you really know how to find a time to reach out?" Wu Geng laughed angry. He picked up the enamel teapot on the table, took a few sips, and chewed the tea leaves left in his mouth and swallowed it.

"Then don't keep the workshop director. I'm alone, and the director and the deputy director have done both. I won't be tired if I do more work!" Qin Dong raised his chest and looked up, looking righteous and brave enough to sacrifice.

Wu Geng stopped talking. He smiled and looked at Qin Dong up and down, "Qin Dong, do you treat me as a child? Are you still the head of the workshop? You think beautifully! No!" He raised his arm, "The factory will not accept this condition, go to the same workshop and work as your deputy director!"

"Okay, transfer Lu Xuguang to me," Qin Dong smiled again, "Da Guang is also a talent! He also improved the sugar-cooking pot."

"You are fooling around," Wu Geng then remembered that he was just talking. The food was cold. He picked up the cabbage and ate a bite of steamed bun. "Da Guang has no big space except for his big head. Can he improve the sugar-cooking pot?! What did you gesture next to him that day? Don't think I didn't see it. You said yourself, what else can he do besides brushing the bottle?"

"Where can you sing the erotic..." Qin Dong smiled and watched Wu Geng finish his meal with the soup, he picked up the thermos and poured boiling water into his rice bowl.

At this time, the door was pushed open from outside again.

"Director Wu." The head of the Personnel Department pushed in, "It just so happened that Qin Ke is here too."

"Qin Ke?" Wu Geng was stunned, scalded his hands with boiling water, and the rice bowl in his hand fell to the ground.

"Qin Ke?" Qin Dong was also stunned. He and Wu Geng were the only ones in the room, and he was the only one with his surname Qin. When his hand tilted, the boiling water fell on Wu Geng's hand.

"Look, look," Wu Geng touched the burnt hand but laughed, "This kid wants to murder me." He turned around and tore open the Marlboro packaging and threw a box of Marlboro to the head of the human resources department, "Old Liu, smoke."

The head of the personnel department looked at the foreign text above, "Where is the foreign cigarette, it must be a good cigarette." He carefully put it in his pocket, "Director Wu, I came here to call Chief Qin to report."

"I'm here to the department, don't get out of the workshop?" Wu Geng smiled with satisfaction. The department's status is higher than that of the workshop. It seems that Chen Shifa really attaches great importance to Qin Dong. Now the departments in the factory can only be graduated from technical secondary schools or technical schools. As soon as they enter, they are cadre status. "Which department is there to be a deputy section chief?"

"Deputy Section Chief?" Old Liu was stunned. He thought Chen Shifa and Wu Geng had communicated, but it seemed that he did not. "It's not the deputy section chief, but the section chief."

"Section Chief?" Wu Geng looked at Qin Dong and suddenly laughed, "You kid, you really told you to be right. You are the section chief, you are promising."

Qin Dong also laughed. In his previous life, he had never served as a deputy from a worker to a boss, and he thought he was not the material for a deputy.

"Which department is there? Lao Liu, please explain it clearly." Wu Geng asked.

"Sales Department." Lao Liu smiled and took out a Marlboro from Wu Geng's cigarette box.

"Sales Department?"

This time, not only Wu Geng was surprised, but also Qin Dong was surprised.

"How could I get to the sales department?" Wu Geng's two thick eyebrows were twisted together behind his glasses. "Old Chen really arranged for Qin Dong to the sales department?" He asked again. With Qin Dong's technical ability, it should be the right way to go to the workshop or the technical department.

"You can't be wrong. Just now, Director Chen and Secretary Zhou called me over," Lao Liu looked at a thin layer of fluff above Qin Dong's lips, and raised the notebook in his hand, "It's time to go to the sales department. Director Chen asked to report in the afternoon and hand over."

"Sales Department," Wu Geng smiled and looked at Qin Dong, "Section Chief Qin, now it's as you wish. One of the sales department is in charge of invoices and the other is in charge of collecting money. With your section chief and a deputy section chief, you can go to the West to seek Buddhist scriptures."

Qin Dong also laughed. The sales department is indeed the most leisurely position in the factory, but its power is not small, because in this era, beer is still a special product that is purchased and sold in a unified manner. It takes the back door, find relationships, make notes, and get beer, all of which have to go through the sales department in the factory.

"Then Section Chief Qin, please come to you for your notes in the future, so don't make things difficult for me." Section Chief Liu, who is almost fifty years old, took the initiative to call Qin Dong a brother, and his attitude was very good.

"Just say one word to you." Qin Dong replied immediately.

"Okay, then you hurry to the sales department that afternoon. Director Chen asked Director Wu to send you there, saying that he would do it first and then make up the procedures later."

"Okay, I have no objection to put the pot first and then cut the vegetables," Wu Geng laughed, "Congratulations, Section Chief Qin."

...

After one noon, Qin Dong's role as sales department chief was like fallen leaves in autumn, scraping every corner of Rongya Brewery.

With the word of mouth among workers to and from get off work, the 17-year-old young worker at Rongya Brewery became clearer in people's impression.

"We are walking on the road, full of fighting spirit..."

The loudspeaker outside the window sounded the song again. Qin Dong looked at his new office with satisfaction. He had just handed over with the former section chief, and the other party's wife had returned the partner to him.

The office is very simple. The phone is a sky blue dial-shaped, the fan is a seat-shaped head-shaking, and rows of red and black notebooks are hung on the wall, which records the sales of beer in each month.

The 1980s was definitely the era of the best welfare benefits for state-owned employees. The reform of state-owned enterprises was given a certain "enterprise independent operation rights" and began to "break the iron rice bowl of employees" and used bonuses to encourage employees' labor enthusiasm.

If the sales department wants to get the bonus, it can only write about the 15% self-selling rights of beer in the factory.

"How broad our road is, how brilliant our future is... Go forward, move forward..."

Qin Dong sat on a rattan chair and took down last month's accounts. In state-owned enterprises, the factory directors and secretary were busy focusing on management and efficiency. The spring breeze of reform and opening up made the factory full of enthusiasm from top to bottom. This was a hot era. When a new official took office, he had to make himself famous.

"Section Chief Qin."

His only two subordinates knocked on the door and came in. The one who was in charge of collecting the money was an old lady in her forties. It is said that she was a relative of the leader of the company, but the one who was in charge of issuing the invoice was the one who followed Sun Kuirong all day to eat food. At this time, she looked at him with an expression of uncertainty and looked at him with dissatisfaction.

But the phone on the table rang.

"Hello, Director Chen?" Qin Dong looked at the invoice issue, and the resentful expression on his face immediately closed.

"Have you moved over? Get familiar with your work quickly. After work, go to night school, or go to self-study exams, take out your academic qualifications, and I'll go to the Personnel Bureau to file a record." On the other side of the phone, Chen Shifa sincerely instructed, "Follow me to Qin Beer tomorrow to check out."

I'll arrive in Qin Beer tomorrow? What does it have to do with me, the sales department chief?
Chapter completed!