Chapter 73: Arranging Work
"Don’t worry, I’ve arranged everything!"
When the three Ruan brothers heard Jiang Moli say this, their faces instantly lit up with joy.
Jiang Moli took out a notebook, opened it, and handed it to Ruan Fuguo.
"Eldest Uncle, take a look. I’ve written all my arrangements on here."
At these words, Ruan Fuqiang and Ruan Fushun, as well as the father-son duo of Jiang Dahai and Jiang Peng, all crowded around Ruan Fuguo, eager to see what was written in the notebook.
Ruan Fuguo, Village Headman.
Ruan Xuewen, Lathe Operator at the Agricultural Machinery Factory.
Ruan Jiajin, Grain Manager at the Grain and Oil Station...
A job was written next to each name, and these were the exact positions the three Ruan brothers had been dreaming of.
Especially for Ruan Fuguo, becoming the village headman was a dream he’d had for years. Was that dream now about to come true?
This was fantastic!
"This is the job assignment plan I’ve made. If you have no objections, then I’ll proceed with these arrangements?"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Ruan Fuguo was so happy he couldn’t stop grinning.
"Then, Uncles, you should all go back and prepare. Have my eldest cousin wait for me at the entrance of the agricultural machinery factory tomorrow. Don’t rush, I’ll arrange things for you one by one."
The three Ruan brothers nodded vigorously and left, overjoyed.
As soon as the three brothers left, Jiang Dahai quickly pulled Jiang Moli aside to question her: "What in the world are you plotting?"
Jiang Moli spoke without thinking, "Want to know? You’ll have to beg me."
Enraged, Jiang Dahai grabbed a feather duster, and Jiang Moli bolted out the door.
"What are you running for? If you’ve got the guts, then don’t come back! See if I don’t beat the living daylights out of you!"
Hearing the shouting, the surrounding neighbors all poked their heads out.
"Mr. Jiang, is your daughter making you angry again?"
"That little rascal, she does nothing but piss me off all day..."
Muttering curses, Jiang Dahai turned and caught sight of Jiang Peng trying to slip away along the wall, and swung the feather duster at him.
Jiang Peng cried out with a yelp, "Sis is the one who provoked you! What does it have to do with me?"
"Just looking at you makes me angry! You do nothing productive all day, just loaf around town and slack off."
"..."
’You think you’re so great just because you’re my dad? Just you wait, we’ll see if I pull your oxygen tube in the future.’
...
「Red Star Village.」
Seeing the three Ruan brothers returning to the village from outside, walking as if on air, the villagers working in the fields all stopped what they were doing to watch them pass.
The news that Jiang Moli had married into a powerful family and was going to arrange jobs for her uncles had already spread throughout the village.
Who wouldn’t be envious?
The Ruan Family had stumbled upon a stroke of luck so immense that eight generations of ancestors’ good karma couldn’t have bought it.
"Fuguo, you must be thirsty after traveling all morning. Here’s a freshly picked watermelon to quench your thirst."
"Oh, Uncle San Gen, thanks a lot."
"Don’t be so polite. It’s just a watermelon I grew myself, not worth much."
In this sweltering heat, the three men were drenched in sweat and truly dying of thirst.
They took the round watermelon, split it open with their bare hands, and the three brothers each took a piece to eat.
Seeing the three brothers eating happily, Xue Sangen also smiled with extra delight.
’As long as they’re willing to eat his watermelon, that’s good. His only fear was that they would refuse.’
The three brothers were on the verge of striking it rich. If he didn’t try to curry favor with them now, when would he?
"Fuguo, have you all just returned from the city?"
Ruan Fuguo knew that Xue Sangen was trying to pry for information about his son’s job, and he was more than happy to let some news slip.
’He was about to become the village headman, and his eldest was going to get an ’iron rice bowl’ at the agricultural machinery factory.’
’From now on, he, Ruan Fuguo, would be a man of status and standing.’
"Moli said she’ll arrange for my Xuewen to enter the agricultural machinery factory, and for Jiajin to become a grain manager at the grain and oil station..."
However, Ruan Fuguo kept the matter of Jiang Moli arranging for him to become village headman to himself.
The old village headman’s son was a cadre in town. Although his niece’s husband and her father-in-law were both major leaders, and he wasn’t afraid of offending the old headman’s family, it was better to avoid making enemies if he could.
’He was a low-key person.’
After the three brothers finished their watermelon and left, Xue Sangen relayed the information he’d gathered to the other working villagers.
One person told ten, and ten told a hundred.
In the time it took to eat a meal, the entire village knew.
Everyone was sick with envy. In which direction did one have to kowtow to have such a capable niece fall from the sky?
As for Jiang Moli’s previously bad reputation, in the face of job arrangements, it wasn’t worth a fart.
If Jiang Moli were to arrange jobs for them too, they would willingly worship her like an ancestor, never mind her being lazy and gluttonous.
...
「Entrance of the Red Star Agricultural Machinery Factory.」
Ruan Xuewen gazed at the large characters on the sign above the factory’s main gate, feeling dizzy with happiness.
’Once he entered the factory and became a worker, he wouldn’t have to worry for the rest of his life. He could marry Cuihua from the next village, and their children and grandchildren would henceforth be part of the working class.’
Ruan Fuguo and Liu Feng were growing a little anxious as they waited.
They had arrived at 8 a.m., and it was already almost 10. The scorching sun made the couple’s faces slick with a layer of oil.
"It’s so late, why isn’t she here yet? Nothing’s gone wrong, has it?"
"What’s the rush? Good things come to those who wait."
In truth, Ruan Fuguo was also anxious, but he didn’t show it.
’He was going to be the village headman, after all. He had to remain steady and not be impatient.’
"They’re here!"
Following his son’s shout, he saw the brother-sister pair, Jiang Moli and Jiang Peng, walking toward them.
Ruan Fuguo instinctively started to go and greet them, but then he remembered his future status as village headman and forced himself to stay put.
Liu Feng, however, didn’t think so much about it and happily went to greet the siblings.
"Moli, you’re finally here! We’ve been waiting for ages!"
Jiang Moli: "Tired of waiting, are you? Why don’t you all go home and rest? We can arrange it tomorrow instead."
"Not tired, not tired at all! It’s worth waiting any amount of time," Liu Feng said quickly, forcing a smile.
"You’re all here, quite a crowd. Alright, let’s go. Time to get my eldest cousin his job."
Hearing Jiang Moli’s words, the whole family joyfully followed behind her.
Besides the couple Ruan Fuguo and Liu Feng, the siblings Ruan Xuwu and Ruan Ling had also come.
Although it was a busy time in the fields, no farm work was as important as a job at the agricultural machinery factory.
Today was the momentous occasion of Ruan Xuewen’s transition from a peasant to a worker. As his younger brother and sister, they had to be there to support their big brother.
"Moli, did you come alone?" Ruan Fuguo wondered why no one from the Lu Family had come.
Jiang Peng: "Eldest Uncle, am I not here too?"
"Xiao Peng, I’m talking about serious matters with your sister. Don’t fool around."
Jiang Moli: "Eldest Uncle, don’t worry. I guarantee I’ll get my eldest cousin’s job at the factory settled properly."
Hearing her say this, Ruan Fuguo’s bark-like face smoothed out. "As long as I have your word."
When they arrived at the agricultural machinery factory’s entrance.
"What are you all here for?" A guard poked half his head out of the gatehouse.
Jiang Moli lifted her chin, her tone arrogant. "I’m looking for the director of your personnel department."
"And who are you? What business do you have with our Director Zheng?"
"It’s none of your business who I am. You’re just a gatekeeper. I have nothing to say to you. Get your Director Zheng out here."
’Hey, who do you think you are, acting so high and mighty?’
『Disgust Value +1.』
Although he was annoyed by Jiang Moli, the guard still ran into the factory to pass on her message.
Before long, a suave-looking man with glasses and a receding hairline arrived at the factory gate.
He sized up Jiang Moli’s group through the iron gate. "What can I do for you?"
Noticing the shiny watch on Jiang Moli’s wrist, the man with glasses maintained a polite attitude.
Jiang Moli gestured to Ruan Xuewen. "Come on, tell Director Zheng about yourself."
"Tell... tell him what?"
"Your name, age, education level, and what skills you have."
Prompted by Jiang Moli, Ruan Xuewen began to introduce himself to Director Zheng, stammering and stumbling over his words.