Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 27 Chapter 027 Write a Letter
The previous article mentioned "seven reports and eight letters", but after Tang Zhitong took up his post, he found that this requirement had been blown to no corner like leaves after autumn.

Master Geng said that seven reports and eight reports were simply unrealistic. Not only were there not enough personnel, there were also problems with cooperation from other units.

Several times he went to the transfer yard at four o'clock to pick up letters, only to be told when he arrived that the newspapers had not arrived yet!

I called the newspaper office and asked, but the newspaper office said that they would temporarily revise the edition, so I would have to wait!

We waited until after eight o'clock, which not only delayed the delivery of newspapers, but also delayed the submission of letters. There was no way to investigate the responsibility, so we slowly let it go.

The Seven Reports and Eight Letters did not persist, but literacy classes and adult education classes were successfully held. Thanks to the country’s emphasis on education, post and telecommunications schools offer many majors, from basic literacy to driving, machine repair, communications, etc., as long as you want to If you study, you can always find a subject that suits you.

It was originally delivered once at nine in the morning and once at three in the afternoon. Now the morning delivery has not changed, and the afternoon delivery has been moved to noon. After delivery, I go to the class for further study.

Some people really want to learn, and some people just want to be lazy, such as Zhang Yuan.

Sister Qian had a very bad impression of Zhang Yuan and directly called him "Fat Zhang". Her disgust was directly reflected on her face, just like seeing a fly lying on smelly shit and not even bothering to hide it. As for the reason, Tang Zhitong knew it, and Sister Qian didn't Said, he did not take the initiative to ask.

After Master Geng and Zhang Yuan went to the class, Tang Zhitong lay on the counter of the business hall and wrote a letter.

"Xiao Tang, your calligraphy is pretty good. Have you ever practiced big calligraphy?" Sister Qian rested her chin on one hand, bored, watching Tang Zhitong write letters. Not many letters were sent this month, and the postal and telecommunications system was busiest around the Spring Festival.

"You're so flattering. I'm only average. What a family. How can I have the money to practice Chinese calligraphy?" Tang Zhitong was more privacy-conscious and moved the letter paper aside for fear that Sister Qian would see it.

"Yo yo yo, your words are quite literate. What are you hiding? Are you writing to the person you're writing to? You're still hiding from someone. Don't worry, I can't see what you wrote." Sister Qian joked.

"Oh, my dear eldest sister, please stop making fun of me. Where can I find a partner like me?" Tang Zhitong responded and continued to write.

The letter was written to Gu Yong, Wan Xiangyang and Ma Sange.

Tang Zhitong told Gu Yong that he had passed the exam and wanted to make an appointment with Gu Yong to treat him to dinner to express his gratitude and enhance friendship.

I'm much more direct with Brother Ma. I congratulate him on his stable job and ask him about Wu Haiyang's address and phone number after his job change. Last time I was too drunk and forgot to ask Wu Haiyang in person. Now that my work has been implemented, I have to at least tell him. A sound.

Writing a letter to Wan Xiangyang is quite simple and tentative. There are many friends and multiple routes. It only costs five or six cents to ignore someone. The cost of trial and error is extremely low, which is very cost-effective.

"What's wrong with you? You're tall, strong, and good at work. How can a girl not like you?" When she mentioned this, Sister Qian was no longer bored and immediately became energetic. "I'll introduce it to you. How about a partner? My cousin from that family will graduate from technical secondary school next year."

"Hey, I'm a cadre. Why don't you tell me that you're a mass person?" Tang Zhitong was used to phone calls, video calls, and voice calls. He was a bit perfunctory when it came to writing letters. He was concise and to the point, focusing on the key points.

"That seems to be the case." Tang Zhitong poured cold water on Qian Zhongping's enthusiasm. The fire stopped and immediately started to burn again. "Then my classmate's sister-in-law is also a junior high school graduate. She works in a supply and marketing cooperative. She has a big butt and a round waist. , your mother must like it."

"Sister Qian, let's stop! I'm only eighteen this year, and I'm still two years away from the legal age for marriage." Tang Zhitong couldn't laugh or cry. How much does this married woman like to be a matchmaker?
Qian Zhongping replied nonchalantly: "What's wrong with being eighteen? The street management is not strict. When I asked my husband for evidence, he wasn't even eighteen yet. Isn't he the father of two children now?"

"Who told you that you are naturally beautiful? Even if you are a monk, you might have an ordinary heart after seeing it. My brother-in-law must not have cared about his age at that time. He will take advantage of it first." Tang Zhitong stopped writing, folded the letter, and said half-complimentary, half-condescending. "Well, you little Tang, you look so honest, but I didn't expect that you would have the guts to make fun of you, Sister Qian." Qian Zhongping was very impressed, her pretty face turned red, and she pretended to be angry.

"I was wrong, I was wrong. You have a lot, don't argue with me." Tang Zhitong accepted the offer and bowed and begged for mercy.

"Huh, I'm too lazy to be familiar with you. You're like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, and you don't know a good person's heart. I kindly introduced you to someone, but you still resisted." Qian Zhongping replied with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Thank you for your consideration, I really have no intention of looking for him. Firstly, I am not old enough, and secondly, my father just passed away in the first half of the year." Tang Zhitong explained seriously to Qian Zhongping.

"That will have to wait. I will introduce it to you in a year and a half." Qian Zhongping did not give up and replied subconsciously.

Okay, it seemed like he couldn't get over this hurdle, so Tang Zhitong simply used the method of changing the subject: "Sister Qian, get me three envelopes and three stamps."

"Fifteen cents." Qian Zhongping put away the money and helped Tang Zhitong seal it and affix stamps.

After sending the letter, Tang Zhitong planned to go out and return to the alley, "Sister Qian, I'm going out to familiarize myself with the delivery area of ​​our branch, and I'll come back to you another day."

"Well, it's good. If you work more and get started early, you can become a full-time employee early." Qian Zhongping was very satisfied with Tang Zhitong's subjective initiative. At the same time, he kindly reminded: "Don't go to the Temple of Heaven. That area is all owned by Zheng." Delivery, there will be no rotation or changing of guard.”

"Okay, thank you, Sister Qian, for the tip." Tang Zhitong thanked Qian Zhongping and went out to cycle through the alleys. While doing so, he drew a simple map in a notebook and marked the names of the alleys or factory units, and waited until he returned home. I can take it out to deepen my impression.

Tang Zhitong did not go to the Temple of the Sun area. There were many foreigners there and it was a specially planned diplomatic area. It was very sensitive and would not be touched if possible.

Tang Zhitong followed Master Geng in delivering goods for three days in a row. He saw the delivery of remittance orders, registered letters, parcels, letters, and newspapers. He also understood the procedures that needed to be completed. In the afternoon, he went to familiarize himself with the area and made rapid progress.

Starting from the fourth day, Tang Zhitong also followed everyone to carry newspapers and letters. The transfer station was at the overpass, not far from Tang Zhitong's home.

Tang Zhitong asked about the location and meeting time, and went straight to the overpass in the morning. After carrying the luggage back to the branch office, he sorted letters and newspapers by himself, officially embarking on the road of a postman.

"Look at Xiao Tang, and then look at you." Zheng Suohan warned Zhang Yuan in an iron-clad manner.

Zhang Yuan was standing aside but seemed not to have heard anything. He was happily sorting out the newspapers and letters at hand. He didn't care what Zheng Suo said about him. It was an iron rice bowl anyway. He was happy that today he gave Tang Zhitong a share of the work and he himself It can be much lighter.

Seeing him like this, Zheng Suo sighed and shook his head, it was true that the mud could not hold up the wall.

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