Suddenly exposed to the strong light, Ling Jingru exclaimed and pushed Wu Di hard, trying to get out of this embarrassing state.

"Jingru is not afraid." Seeing Ling Jingru being frightened, Wu Di hugged her hands tighter.

"It's dead, why don't you let me go... I've been seen by others." Ling Jingru beat Wu Di's shoulder, which seemed to be acting coquettish. After all, this place is downstairs of her house, and the people living here are all cadres in the mine. If an acquaintance sees her face, she still feels a little uncomfortable.

"Ah!" Ling Jingru suddenly screamed, and suddenly broke free from Wu Di's arms. She rushed into the corridor like a frightened little rabbit and ran upstairs. Her little face was so scary that she had seen the tall figure walking out of the car.

It's Ling Huaqiang.

Wu Di was also stunned. He saw clearly that the man who came out of Audili was his future father-in-law, the father-in-law who was dismissed from office due to the Double Twelve Mine Crack. Wu Di was shocked. It was November 13th today, and it was only one month before December 12th, which is the so-called "Double Twelve Mine Crack". Why did he ignore this major event? If his father-in-law was dismissed from office due to the Double Twelve Mine Crack in this life, he would be blamed, not to mention that there are thirty-two living lives.

Ling Huaqiang looked at Wu Di under the headlight without hesitation, waved his hand and sent him away to the Audi who sent him back. He could see clearly what happened at the entrance of the building just now. He even saw his daughter standing on tiptoe and kissing the big boy.

The building was in dimness again.

Wu Di walked to Ling Huaqiang with a little excitement and bowed to greet him: "Hello Uncle Ling."

He also knew what he should call Ling Huaqiang now.

Ling Huaqiang nodded at Wu Di, looked up and down, and the power of being in power for a long time naturally pressed towards Wu Di: "You are..."

Wu Di knew him, but Ling Huaqiang did not know Wu Di at this time.

"Uncle Ling, I am a high school classmate of Jingru, my name is Wu Di, Di of Di Tang."

"Classmate?" Ling Huaqiang asked with a smile.

"Hehe, boyfriend." Wu Di scratched his head embarrassedly. He felt breathless in front of his father-in-law. Even though his father-in-law resigned, his power never dissipated. Later, Wu Di divorced Ling Jingru, and Wu Di dared not face him.

"Well, I know you. There were only two people in Jingru's class who were admitted to college. You are one of them."

"I took the college entrance examination, and I'm still a little short of college. Uncle Ling, you have a good memory." Wu Di said modestly, and did not forget to flatter my future father-in-law when he was about to come.

Ling Huaqiang raised his wrist and looked at the watch with the light coming out of the window: "Oh, it's past ten o'clock. If you don't rush to go home, come up and sit down."

Ling Huaqiang has no habit of going to bed early, and after processing those trivial documents every day, he gets midnight.

Who dares to refuse the invitation from my father-in-law? Wu Di hurriedly locked the bicycle, followed Ling Huaqiang along and walked upstairs, and from time to time reached out to support Ling Huaqiang: "Uncle Ling, be careful."

Ling Huaqiang laughed: "I'm not old yet."

"You are in your old age and have no connection with this old word." Anyway, you are not flattering others, so there is nothing to be embarrassed about.

Ling Jingru's home is on the third floor, with an ordinary cadre building with three bedrooms and one living room.

Isn’t there a saying that the first floor is dirty and the second floor is messy, and the third floor is messy, and the third floor is full of high-ranking officials. In this era, there are still strict requirements for the housing standards of cadres. The only difference is that there are some differences on the floor. As the well-deserved number one in the Jersey Mine, Ling Huaqiang will naturally arrange a unit with the best lighting and the most convenient floor at the mine.

Looking at this familiar unit, Wu Di's nose felt a little sore. The decorations in this unit are almost no different from those in more than ten years later. Since Ling Huaqiang was dismissed from the position of Party Secretary of the mine, the Ling family has also declined.

"Sit as you like." Ling Huaqiang raised his hand and pointed to the sofa in the living room, turned his head and shouted at Ling Jingru's closed door: "Jingru, come out to greet the guests."

Ling Jingru's mother passed away early, and Ling Huaqiang never remarried. He was just afraid that his baby daughter would be wronged.

Ling Jingru's room was quiet and there was no movement at all.

Ling Huaqiang sat down on the sofa, put the bag in his hand on the coffee table, and pointed to the sofa opposite him at Wu Di: "You sit down, just a little casually."

"Hey, thank you Uncle Ling." Seeing Ling Huaqiang sitting down, Wu Di obediently sat opposite him.

"Jingru." Ling Huaqiang shouted at Ling Jingru's room again.

"Oh," Ling Jingru's weak voice came out of the room.

As the door opened, Ling Jingru's little face covered with red clouds carefully looked out. When she saw that the guest her father was talking about was the serious Wu Di, she exclaimed and closed the door again, leaning against the door, gasping for breath. Why did this bad guy come to home?

Seeing Ling Jingru's appearance, Wu Di almost couldn't control himself and burst into laughter. Instead, Ling Huaqiang laughed: "Jingru, if you don't come out again, I will drive this guest away."

When Wu Di heard Ling Huaqiang joke about his daughter, he laughed foolishly. It seemed that his father-in-law was not as terrible as he imagined. Why didn’t he find that his father-in-law had a cute spot in his previous life?

"You invite the guests yourself, just drive them away if you want to." Ling Jingru's low argument came out of the room, but a crack was opened, and a big watery eye was flashing and secretly looking into the living room.

Ling Huaqiang smiled and withdrew his gaze, stretched out his finger and pointed to the cigarette on the coffee table: "You smoke."

"I don't know, Uncle Ling, please feel free." Wu Di owed his body.

"Yes," Ling Huaqiang nodded and lit one by himself: "Wu Di, Di Tang's Di, haha, I'll call you Xiao Di. Where are you working now?"

"Uncle Ling, after graduation, I was assigned to work in the textile factory and was in the Planning and Control Department, but..." Wu Di paused slightly. He didn't know that Ling Huaqiang could not accept his resignation from public office. He hesitated for a moment, but he still said it cruelly: "But I have resigned this morning."

"Resign? Why?" Ling Huaqiang raised his eyebrows. Although the textile factory is not a good company, it is the country's iron rice bowl. Although the country is calling for breaking the iron rice bowl, few people have actually implemented it in the local area. After all, this has been a concept that has been rooted in the minds of the people for decades, and it will be difficult to change for a while.

Wu Di thought for a while and said, "I think our country is now rushing to welcome new opportunities for reform and opening up. The management mechanisms of these old state-owned factories are too rigid and have too heavy loads, so we can no longer keep up with the pace of this era. We should abandon old things. Maybe there will be a temporary pain when we give up, but the root of the disease is removed and the disease will be cured."

"You mean this textile factory will be abandoned by the times?" Ling Huaqiang narrowed his eyes.

"I think it should be not just textile factories, but also many similar companies, whose existence has restricted the pace of the times."

"Oh?" Ling Huaqiang didn't expect that he asked Wu Di's work situation casually, and the topic was extended to this level, which aroused his interest. He wanted to take the exam better than the exam. This seemed pretty good young man: "So according to what you said, how will the employees in these companies be placed?"

"Super yourself. Communism is not a matter of being overly dependent. Uncle Ling, you should know that a very widely used word is used in today's society. Mixed word."

Ling Huaqiang nodded gently and signaled Wu Di to continue.

Wu Di smiled and said, "Doing your life and paying your salary. This word "mixed" represents the mentality of many Chinese people. It doesn't matter whether they do work or not, or how much they do. Just click Mao every day, and you will naturally get a penny of salary at the end of the month. Haha, in fact, this mentality is very unhealthy, and it is also a freak that can only be developed under our original social mechanism, so all this must be eliminated."

"Oh?" Ling Huaqiang laughed: "What do you think you should do?"

"Get rewards according to work." What has been practiced in later generations naturally cannot help Wu Di: "There are different jobs and the contributions of each person to society are also different, so different rewards should be obtained according to each person's contribution. All this can only be achieved by breaking the big pot and breaking the iron rice bowl."

"So what should I do if the employees are old and can't do it? Are you waiting for relief?" Ling Huaqiang asked a more realistic question step by step.

Wu Di also smiled. Seeing Ling Huaqiang taking out another cigarette from the cigarette box, he hurriedly turned to help his future father-in-law light the cigarette, and he sat closer to Ling Huaqiang.

"There is a place where old people have support and a support for old people. This is also a place where our social system is humanized." Wu Di looked at Ling Huaqiang and replied with a smile: "However, this cannot be a burden to society. I think the social pension insurance system launched by the Shanghai Stock Exchange is very good. Enterprises bear part of it, individuals bear part of it, and state financial subsidies are part of it. This not only reduces the burden on the country, but also is more conducive to the healthy development of enterprises."

The social pension insurance system was officially implemented nationwide in 1997. In advance, all provinces and cities explored to varying degrees. The only thing that achieved the best effect was the social pension insurance system implemented in the Shanghai Stock Exchange. As a veteran, Wu Di naturally had a detailed study of such national affairs.

Ling Huaqiang nodded with appreciation. Now he naturally didn't know that what Wu Di said would be the policy officially introduced by the country in two years. From his point of view, Wu Di's current remarks were just an analysis made by him based on domestic forms. Regardless of whether his view is correct or not, according to the current social atmosphere, young people's concern for these things has far exceeded his imagination. Invisibly, his first impression of Wu Di has increased a little.
Chapter completed!