The two of them drank until midnight. Seeing that Zhao Yuanchao was already shaking, Sun quickly got up and went to pay the bill.
He walked to the counter and apologized: "Sister Liu, I'm so sorry!"
"We drank a little late today, which delayed your get off work. Let's calculate how much it costs. In addition, there are some fish and meat slices left on the table. If you don't mind, take them back and heat them up for the children to eat!"
The reason why the waiter hadn't kicked anyone out at the end of the day and was still here with her was because she was waiting for this sentence.
So he immediately said enthusiastically: "Thank you, catch up. You are such a chatterer. Why do you dislike it? It just so happens that my child has been hungry for meat for the past two days, and I am worried that I have nothing to do~"
"By the way, the total for your table is 8 yuan. You drank a lot today, and the wine money accounted for nearly half of it~"
"Sister Liu, give you money and food stamps~"
This is why he always comes to eat first and pay later. Otherwise, when going to a restaurant in this era, the general process is to order at the counter first, then pay for the food stamps, and then go back and wait for the food to be served.
Of course, giving leftovers to the waiter is not just because Sun Qianchao is pretending to be rich. He also wants to give it to his parents, but this thing is for each other. If someone is here to accompany you after getting off work so late, you can't give him any benefits!
This is also a tacit understanding developed in the past two years. As long as I bring people here, I will leave some meat and vegetables for the waiter if I leave late. Even if there is really nothing left, I will give some money, which can be regarded as overtime pay.
I barely had a few bites of the meatloaf, and half of the fish was left. This plus bar plus bar was worth at least 50 cents. The waiter worked overtime for more than two hours, so it was not a loss to get these things.
"Hey, wake up, let's go home~" Sun rushed back and patted his friend who was lying on the table.
"Well... go home~" Zhao Yuanchao stood up from the table in a daze, turned around and was about to leave, but he stumbled and almost fell.
"Hey, I'll go, please slow down!" Sun Ganchao was quick to hold him up.
Just like that, I helped him out of the hotel door. Fortunately, this boy's house was relatively close. The two of them always drank together, and they were well aware of his drinking capacity.
When he arrived, he expected that Zhao Yuanchao would definitely be drunk, so Sun Ganchao deliberately did not ride a bicycle...
More than ten minutes later, we arrived at the courtyard of the soy sauce factory. I had been here once or twice before. Knowing the specific address of Zhao's family, I directly helped my friend to the second floor.
As I went upstairs, I sighed in my mind. This four-story residential building can also be regarded as the "high-level cadre building" in the factory. Generally, people like my senior section chief are not qualified. Only deputy factory directors and above, and some senior technical personnel can be qualified. Can live here.
Unlike Tongzilou, each house here has its own bathroom and kitchen, and the construction area is almost more than 70 square meters.
It is worth mentioning that there were no public accommodations at this time, so each room was almost as big as the more than 100 square meters in later generations.
Arriving at the door of Zhao's house, Sun Qianchao supported his friend with his right hand and knocked gently on the door with his left hand.
"Dong dong dong!"
More than ten seconds later, I saw the door being opened from the inside. The person who opened the door had been seen several times before. That was the former Section Chief Zhao of the Logistics Section and now the Deputy Director Zhao.
"Director Zhao, the two of us had a drink together after get off work today. Yuan Chao drank a little too much. I will send him back!" Sun Qianchao said very politely.
"Oh my god, why did you drink so much? Come on in, and you can help me get him into the house~" Deputy Director Zhao smiled.
He didn't care if his son drank too much. In his heart, it was okay for a man to drink a little, but it was a problem if he didn't know how to drink.
Here Sun Qianchao helped Zhao Yuanchao to the sofa in the house, and then said: "Director Zhao, I will leave first~"
When Deputy Factory Zhao heard this, he nodded with a smile: "I'm really sorry for bothering you, little grandson, please rest for a while before leaving!"
"Also, how many times have I told you before? From now on, just call me Uncle Zhao when you come home. This is not at work~"
After a few polite words, Sun Qianchao left the Zhao family directly. He never said anything about the house. It would be useless if he did. It would leave a bad impression. After all, his position was too different from that of Lao Zhao. too much……
Early the next morning, Zhao Yuanchao got dressed, yawned and walked out of the room. He asked his parents at the dining table: "Mom and Dad, where are my clothes from yesterday? You didn't wash them? Is there still money in them?"
"I was just about to ask you, what's going on with the 200 yuan in there?" Lao Zhao, who was eating, turned his head and asked with a serious face.
He was also afraid that his son would promise anything casually. After all, the two hundred yuan was not a small sum.
Here, Zhao Yuanchao came over and sat at the dining table. He didn't hide anything and told the truth directly: "I gave it to you last night. I want to share a suite. I can't talk to you. It's my fault."
"If it's not difficult, you can just do it. You really have a good relationship with me. I used to take care of me when I was repairing the team. He even taught me how to smoke and so on."
Hearing what his son said, Lao Zhao felt relieved. The house matter was easy to deal with, but it might be more difficult for others. For him, it was just a matter of words.
So he said with a smile: "This boy is quite willing to spend a lot of money, and he is also very strict. When I sent you back last night, he didn't mention a word. Like any other young man, he has already become close to me~"
When Zhao Yuanchao heard his father say this, a smile appeared on his face. He understood that his father had agreed.
…
A few days passed, and Sun Qianchao never went to Zhao Yuanchao to ask about the outcome of the matter, because there was no need to ask about it. Since the money was not returned to him, it was probably settled.
Now in the factory, almost all the topics are about houses. After all, there are only a few dozen houses in total. It can be said that there are more wolves than meat. The Eight Immortals have shown their skills across the sea, but only Sun Qunchao is sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.
Sure enough, on the morning of March 5th, when he passed by the factory bulletin board at work and saw his name on the list of housing allocations, Sun Qianchao's lips raised slightly.
Next, on the way to the transportation department, I was humming a ditty: "Happy gongs and drums bring joy every year, and beautiful dances send heaven..."
Until noon, the smiles of others did not stop. The people in Corey also knew what was going on. Those who were not assigned houses naturally felt uncomfortable.
After lunch in the cafeteria, on the way back, Liu Ming specifically reminded his apprentice: "You guys ate rainbow farts. You almost won the Olympics. The corner of your mouth almost made your smile reach the sky. Can you be more low-key?"
"The look on your face right now means you are being hated by others. What if someone is upset and stabs you in the back?"
Sun Ganchao reacted immediately after hearing this: "I understand, master~"
"Don't take it seriously. This time you are just lucky. You have to tuck your tail in your arms and stop wagging your head outside every day~" Liu Ming patted his apprentice's shoulder after he finished speaking.
"Master, you can keep a low profile with outsiders, but we can celebrate a little. If you have anything to do tonight, call Brother Zhen and help Korea. Let's start building a hotel!"
Sun Qianchao is not short of money now. When he was a driver, he resold things through space and saved thousands of dollars.
Now when I have something to do, I always look for opportunities to treat people to dinner, because the relationship is just a relationship, and there is less contact, so naturally it will fade away.
Liu Ming thought for a while and realized that there was indeed nothing to do at night, so he smiled and nodded: "Okay, you will be poor when the time comes..."
(End of chapter)
