"Oh, I'm from Chazhou University too." Song Baojun had to catch the conversation.

"Oh! My son is in the Chinese department, and I don't know if you recognize him." The middle-aged woman became more interested.

Song Baojun had no choice but to ask, "Auntie, what's your son's name? Maybe we are still classmates."

"My son's name is Guo Jun, from Class 1, Grade 2 of the Chinese Department. Have you heard of it?" the middle-aged woman asked with a smile.

Song Baojun was shocked and almost fell out of the window. He could not imagine that the guy sleeping opposite his bed was a mighty man who was doing good fortune every day and had a big meal and clothing, and had a mother who worked as a coolie in the port!

Chinese-style families have always adhered to the educational method of "no matter how hard you are, you can't make your children hard". If you have any good things, you would rather be more difficult than spend money on your children. It is even more exaggerated to be a university campus that emphasizes comparison and vanity. Some parents work hard for a month but don't have enough time to buy a high-end mobile phone for their children.

Although Guo Jun's bastard is not as good as the rich second generation such as Liu Peilong, Qu Jingsen, and Long Ya in school, he is much better than Song Baojun. He spends three or four thousand yuan a month, eats well, and wears brand-name clothes. He is usually a good person and often raises funds for entertainment and consumption with Long Ya and others. Song Baojun can only be jealous of him.

Song Baojun knew how hard the heavy work was on the construction site. It turned out that the money was earned by his parents to spend it to the death.

Now that the middle-aged woman said, Song Baojun almost couldn't believe his ears and said, "Auntie, what are you doing in the port?"

The aunt said, "It's just doing odd jobs, helping with odd jobs, and doing everything. When the child is old, there are many places to pay for studying." As he spoke, his eyes were full of expectations and yearning. Obviously, he thought of his son's future life of finding a good job after graduation.

Song Baojun hurriedly said, "Guo Jun, I know that the students in the school are very good at studying and are very diligent. The teachers like him very much. I heard that they have participated in many activities. Even several professors praised him endlessly. They are our role models."

"Really!" The middle-aged woman's eyes were as bright as a light bulb, her mouth almost cracked to her ears, and she smiled and said, "Actually, my Xiaojun is not stupid either. By the way, you and his classmate? I see you are fair and clean, no wonder!"

Don’t mention the sweat in Song Baojun’s heart.

The two chatted all the way, and stopped at the station outside the port project department. The middle-aged woman repeatedly thanked and said goodbye. Song Baojun was afraid that she would be retaliated by the gangsters, so he followed behind.

Fortunately, the gangsters seemed to have something to do when they got off the car and rushed to leave, and no one had time to pay attention to him.

An open space outside the station was where migrant workers gathered. A row of bungalows were built, and the foreman took the work from the project department and then distributed it to everyone.

At this time, about a hundred people stood scattered and divided into several groups, with several foremen each talking.

Seeing that it was fine, Song Baojun shook his head and prepared to return to the project department.

A foreman wearing a yellow hard hat shouted: "Wang Mei! What are you doing? I asked me to gather here at 2 pm. See what time it is now? It's been more than ten minutes! I think you don't need your monthly salary this month!"

Song Baojun looked back and saw Guo Jun's mother running over with a basket in a panic, drooping her head, looking at a loss.

The foreman pointed at the hard hat she was carrying behind her and said, "If you don't wear the hard hat, you will be fined 500 yuan!"

Wang Mei hurriedly put on the hard hat and shouted: "Old, boss, I'm fined fifty the first time I don't wear a hard hat, and two hundred the second time. Why is it my turn to be 500?"

The foreman glared and said, "You still dare to talk back? I will punish you as much as I want. Then don't do it today, go back by yourself."

Wang Mei did not dare to argue with him, and lowered her head and said, "Then... five hundred will be five hundred."

The foreman was obviously used to being so arrogant on weekdays. Although other workers standing in the open space felt pitiful, no one helped. Besides, the work was busy, some were in a hurry to organize the tools, and some were smoking and resting beside them, and no one noticed the situation here at all.

Song Baojun walked over and said, "Boss, even if she violates safety regulations without wearing a hard hat, she will be fined according to the rules and regulations. Are you planning to collect the extra 300 yuan into your pocket? And I remember that this is not considered entering the construction site, so you don't need to wear a hard hat."

The Chazhou New Port Project Department stipulates that you must wear a safety helmet when entering the construction site, but the places where workers gather are obviously not included.

The foreman looked at Song Baojun up and down, and saw that he was dressed in ordinary clothes and looked even less like any leader, so he sneered: "I discipline my subordinates, what are you doing? This is the place of our Yakun Engineering Team. Get out of here immediately, otherwise I will throw you out."

"Yakun Engineering Team?" Song Baojun saw the work sign on the foreman's chest and smiled: "It turns out it is Boss Ding, haha, haha!"

Wang Mei was afraid that the two of them would have conflicts, so she pushed Song Baojun out and said, "Little brother, don't argue with Boss Ding. I'm willing to pay this fine."

"Let him get out! A green-skinned boy dares to whine here! It's so fucking impatient!" Boss Ding shouted from behind.

"It's easy to say." Song Baojun was not angry, and walked back in his pockets until he left their field of vision.

Back at the office, Feng Jialin was not very surprised by the boss's surprise attack, so he took out the folder and started to report his work in an orderly manner.

This former high school girl wore a cool-toned ol suit and dressed very dignified and beautifully.

She had already accepted the humiliation she suffered during the last interview with peace of mind, and even secretly hoped that Song Baojun would humiliate herself again.

In fact, this mentality is no longer natural for Feng Jialin.

When she was in high school, she was a class beauties and academic master who were all in charge of the stars. She was very respectful to her teachers and classmates. After college, she was smooth sailing and was so spoiled. It was not until she started working that she realized that before the social reality, her so-called advantage was as pale as paper.

The huge project in Chazhou New Port, the high power of officials, and the huge wealth of rich people are all far beyond Feng Jialin's imagination.

She is a mediocre person here, not at all noticeable, and she is sometimes troubled by her superiors and excluded by her colleagues, making her work very difficult, and gradually she becomes unrealistic in her studies.

When it comes to appearance, there are beautiful women here; when it comes to education, there are a lot of masters and doctors here; when it comes to work ability, you don’t have to mention interns. Therefore, the arrogant Feng Jialin has become one of the many people in the project department.

If you do not do well, you will be scolded. If you do well, no one will praise you. If you suffer grievances, you will bear it yourself and no one will comfort you. When you are not wronged, others will dislike you and try every means to make you suffer grievances.

In just four months of internship, Feng Jialin had already seen the cold reality clearly.

Everything changed when she was elected as a full-time secretary by the new security committee.

The female boss who was once arrogant and trotted over from afar when she saw her, whispered in a low voice carefully, and her eyes lowered her eyebrows and pleasing to her eyes often made Feng Jialin think that it was not true.

When those colleagues who were usually arrogant and arrogant when they saw her, they nodded and scrambled to please her, for fear that a mistake would make her unhappy.

Including some leaders with high positions, they were polite when they saw her.

There was also a common pastry box given to her by the partner unit, which contained 100,000 yuan in Chinese coins. Or one day after get off work, I suddenly found a brand-name handbag worth tens of thousands lying on the sofa, and a precious watch was added on the desk for no reason, just to let Feng Jialin say a few good words to herself in front of the new safety committee member.

Although Feng Jialin did not dare to accept it and reported to the discipline inspection department one by one, she understood what this meant.

The salary has been higher, the power has become more relaxed, and the working environment has undergone extremely different changes, making Feng Jialin feel like he is living in a dream.

All, everything comes from her current position: full-time secretary of the Security Commissioner.

So Feng Jialin knew very well what attitude he should have, and even hoped to have a closer relationship with Member Song.

Under this mentality, she looked at Song Baojun's words and deeds differently.

Just as the time to report to work, Feng Jialin hurried back to the bathroom to put on makeup, and loosened two buttons of the small shirt, making the not-full ravines on his chest appear.

"Commissioner Song, several units that found problems during the security inspection this week have ordered a timely rectification based on your wishes. This is a feedback, please check it out." Feng Jialin took out a document and placed it gently in front of Song Baojun, and looked over to his body so that his chest would appear more intuitively in front of Song Baojun.

Song Baojun didn't notice the other party's deliberate sexiness at all. He picked up the document and glanced at it briefly, and said, "I arranged a Birch Security Company to settle in the port to work, responsible for part of the safety production management. You ask other departments to cooperate."

Feng Jialin didn't find the relevant information on the computer and hurriedly said, "Birch Tree Company? How to cooperate?"

"About 200 people, I hope to arrange three months of on-the-job training first, strive to do a good job skill and hold a certificate to work. Can you help contact the people from the Labor and Management Department?"

Feng Jialin nodded quickly.

"I recommend a few candidates here to work in the Safety Supervision Department and the Security Department. Say hello and let the leaders of these departments conduct inspections."

Feng Jialin nodded and said, "Several leaders hope to see you, but I don't know when you will be free. I have asked this week."

According to the division of powers, the port project is managed by the Management Committee, so the management committee composed of seven members belongs to the "supreme authority" of the place, and the following are the various departments.

As a safety committee member, Song Baojun also has several departments directly under the jurisdiction of the Safety Supervision Department, the Security Department, the Safety Joint Conference and the Fire Brigade.

The Safety Supervision Department is mainly responsible for production safety, the Security Department is responsible for work, and maintaining public security order. The safety joint meeting is composed of personnel drawn from traffic, traffic police squadron, public security, fire protection, Xingang Police Station of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and other departments.
Chapter completed!