Chapter 213 Striving for Career

While Wang Deming was stunned, the real boss had already packed up the records and handed them to the secretary. He stood up proudly without answering what went wrong.

Or why is it wrong?
It may also be that the attitude of the real boss has already made it all clear: serve the people.

The real boss came quietly and left quietly, just like a stone thrown into a lake that was calm on the surface but had undercurrents, which splashed a little water and disappeared in an instant.

Time continued to wander, and on the trees on both sides of the street, summer cicadas began to call tirelessly.

It was already past 5 p.m., and the sun was still high in the sky. There was no wind at all, only a few white clouds floating leisurely.

Wang Deming was wearing a white, light, breathable round-neck silk shirt, and he lay on a reclining chair under a pomegranate tree in the yard like a retired old man, enjoying the cool air and listening to the Peking opera in a wooden box: Just now, the minions sent a letter,
There was also a female general in the Tang camp.

Peach Blossom Horse, Double Blades,

She is not half as different from me.

It turns out that the Tang Dynasty is still blessed.
My daughter also has a patriotic heart.

From time to time, he would fan himself with a palm-leaf fan.

The days are getting hotter and hotter, and the clothes on my body are getting thinner and thinner.

Just like wearing artificial fiber ice silk shirts in the summer in the previous life, how particular were the bannermen or the wealthy families in the old capital about clothes? They wore clothes according to the season.

At the beginning of summer, people wear spun silk gowns. Spun silk is what old Beijingers call "串丝", which is priced by weight, such as Hangzhou spinning silk. After that, people wear gauze shirts, seven-silk gauze, nine-silk gauze, etc. When the dog days of summer come, people change into summer cloth gowns, with the most popular being Liuyang round silk summer cloth.

What is summer cloth? It is actually ramie cloth, a textile made of ramie. It is thin, soft, sweat-permeable, durable and wear-resistant. It is handmade and requires more than 60 processes. It was famous all over the world during the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Women mainly use Xiangyunsha fabric, which is actually a kind of silk produced in the Pearl River Delta. It is the only kind of silk dyed with plant dyes. The front side is black and the back side is yellowish brown.

"Uncle, will you take us to catch cicadas?"

Chang Renchun ran over with sweat all over his forehead, holding a thin bamboo pole in his hand. One end of the pole was tied to a wire that was bent into a circle and got from somewhere. There were several layers of spider webs stuck on the circular wire from somewhere.

His white shirt was soaked with sweat and his little face was tanned.

Yichun's face was also flushed and her head was covered in sweat. Her short hair that reached her ears was tangled into clumps by the sweat and stuck to her forehead.

There were several other kids from other neighborhoods in the alley, and they all looked similar.

"Go away." Wang Deming closed his eyes and rested, without even lifting his eyelids. "It's so hot, and you'll sweat if you move. Do you want to eat some watermelon? There's ice in the east wing."

"Okay, let's go eat watermelon!" Chang Renchun waved his hand and led his friends to rush into the east wing.

The ice cubes are bought from the Beibingyang Ice Factory and placed in the ice cellar in Qinlao Hutong. They are taken home when needed, but once the Chaoyangmenwai Beverage Factory officially starts production, there is no need to spend money to buy them.

The factory area under planning and construction there will not only produce Chinese herbal beverages and tablets, but also glass bottles and refrigeration cold storage, which can be said to be a complete set.

The workers' dormitory area has been completed. It is a uniform 5-story, tube-shaped building with shared kitchens and bathrooms. However, Wang Deming deliberately widened the corridor to 2 meters to make room for the stove, coal briquettes, and cabbages.

Only the last part of the factory building remains, and the construction team is still working overtime. Various production equipment from the Soviet Union finally arrived last week after several months, and trial production is expected to begin by the end of July.

Yichun did not follow him to the east wing to eat watermelon, but quietly walked to the recliner and looked at Wang Deming's face.

"Yichun, what's wrong?" Wang Deming immediately opened his eyes and asked, "Why don't you go into the house to eat watermelon?" Yichun's beautiful willow-shaped eyebrows were knitted together, and she suddenly said, "Uncle, you are not right!"

Wang Deming was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yichunyi's face twisted, and after thinking for a while, she said, "You are a bit like grandpa and dad now. You don't go out to work. You just lie down and drink tea and listen to Peking Opera when you have nothing to do."

Wang Deming was stunned. “Uncle is resting better now so that he can work better.”

"Oh," Yichun seemed to understand, "Uncle, I'll go eat the melon then!"

"Go ahead." Wang Deming tapped Yichun's head gently with a palm-leaf fan. "Tell your uncle what else you want to eat and he will buy it for you."

"Hmm, huh."

Watching Yichun jumping into the house to eat watermelon and hearing the children's noises, Wang Deming sighed. He could not write anymore and could only continue to focus on his personal development.

Soon the children had eaten their fill of watermelon and ran out like a gust of wind again, almost bumping into Zhang Shouchun who was coming back from get off work. "You little bastard, be careful!"

"I know, aunt!"

"Quick, let's attack the American position!" At this time, what Renchun was holding was no longer a bamboo pole with a spider web hanging on it, but a flag. They ran past Shouchun and Yuqing one after another.

Shouchun pulled Yichun and said, "Yichun, you are a little girl, so don't go crazy."

"No, I'm a female warrior! Charge." They all ran out in a flash.

"You don't care about it! You just lie at home like an old man all day long!" Shouchun was furious when he saw Wang Deming lying there leisurely watching the show. "You don't need to go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Continuing Education School. You have to take care of the Chinese medicine factory!"

"Times have changed. There are no ladies these days. Female warriors are the new trend." Wang Deming curled his lips and said, "As for the pharmaceutical factory, why does it need anyone to manage it? They are all so excited that they go there to work for free after get off work every day in order to move into the staff dormitory as soon as possible!"

"Oh my god. You work so hard even though you don't have any money!"

"I think you just have a low level of awareness!" Shouchun said righteously, his face glowing, "How can you not be full of energy when fighting for the socialist cause of the country?"

Wang Deming was stunned, "Good! You are aware of it!" He slowly got up from the recliner, put on bamboo slippers, and walked outside.

"Hey, where are you going? It's almost time for dinner."

"I'm going to fight for the cause of socialism and play mahjong with Alexei. It's time for them to pay their salaries again." Wang Deming didn't even turn his head. "Don't prepare dinner for me. I'm going to eat Tan's food."

"Hey, wait for us, we also want to fight for the cause of socialism, I'll go call Diana." Shouchun hurriedly followed, and as he passed by the courtyard, he shouted to the kitchen: "Auntie Zhang, don't prepare dinner for us, we're going out to eat."

"Sister, are you guys back from get off work too?"

"Huai Ru, you're back just in time, let's go together."

"Why?"

"Go fight for your career!"

　If you can see the previous chapter, then see it. If you can’t see it, then forget it completely.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)