"I really can't think of anyone who has this skill. I don't know much about it. Old Tao, don't you like this one the most? Can you tell me who it is?"
The man named Lao Tao squinted his eyes and took another bite of the food.
"I've had this taste at Fengzeyuan. If my expectations are correct, it shouldn't be Chen Baliang, the master of new Sichuan cuisine, right?"
"Ah? Is it him? No way, if he doesn't stay in Fengze Garden, why would he enter the steel rolling mill?"
"Everyone, you don't know. Chen Baliang's father's name is Chen Yong. He was a cook at our steel rolling mill. He died saving people, so Chen Baliang took over his father's position and is now the cook at our steel rolling mill. Monitor, from now on, if you want to have a bite of this, you can come over and try it from time to time. If nothing else, just let us purchase one fat pig for the steel rolling mill every year."
"A big fat pig? You think so. Since when have you, Lou Zhenhua, been short of this little pork?"
"Hey, don't say that. It's not easy to get a pig these days. The buyers in my factory are running around every day, and they can only purchase so much meat every year."
"I see, your boss, Mr. Lou, invited us to dinner today because of this trick, right?"
A group of people were chatting and laughing, completely losing the uneasiness and frustration they felt when discussing important matters.
Therefore, most people who have seen big scenes have the talent for self-regulation and performance.
If you have a tiger in your heart, sniffing the roses is a basic operation.
After everyone finished eating, Lou Bancheng also called Chen Jianguo and had a drink together.
We got to know each other briefly, Chen Jianguo’s connections +1.
After finishing dinner that day, Chen Jianguo left work.
Since there is a small stove, the task of cleaning up the leftovers is also arranged today.
The portions of the dishes are large so that everyone in the cafeteria can pack some to take home after finishing the meal.
No one cares about this kind of thing.
It’s a hidden benefit of the canteen.
Of course, the security department actually knew about it, but they turned a blind eye.
Everyone in the cafeteria also knew Chen Jianguo's kindness.
I have great respect for Chen Jianguo.
Who wouldn't like this kind of squad leader who can still think about the people under him and seek benefits for those under him.
Humming a little tune, Chen Jianguo rode his bicycle home alone.
I originally wanted to take Sha Zhu with me, but I don’t know since when Sha Zhu stopped taking his car home.
The same goes for Fengzeyuan. I didn’t expect to come here, and it’s still the same.
Chen Jianguo didn't understand the reason for a while, so he didn't think about it anymore.
As the lights in the canteen were turned off, I stood at the door of the canteen, with the dark figure behind me, watching Chen Jianguo go away, clenching his fists tightly.
"Begonia, Begonia." As soon as I got home, I called Haitang's name outside the door.
"Brother Jianguo, you're back." Haitang opened the door obediently, stood at the door like his wife, and hugged Chen Jianguo.
"Well, I'm back. Have you eaten for dinner?"
The two entered the room together.
These days, few people have TV sets, so there are very few entertainment options in the evening.
He who has a wife, creates a man.
But it’s impossible to create humans every day.
That tough guy is going to die.
So at this time, in the middle of summer, everyone is enjoying the cool air at the door.
A group of people sit around chatting and gossiping.
The middle-aged women were chatting about their daily life, and they talked about Chen Jianguo.
Jia Zhangshi looked displeased with Chen Jianguo and was madly dissing him.
"This Chen Jianguo is not destined to be lucky at first glance, and neither is his father. What's the name of the one you found for him? Haitang, right? His figure and appearance make him look like a vixen. Maybe he is the reincarnation of a vixen. Chen Jianguo made a few noises Just got sucked dry.”
"I said Aunt Jia, what are you talking about? Did Jianguo offend you or something? He always seems displeased with you. He is picky and picky. Jianguo is a good person. Now he is still the canteen monitor, an eighth-level cook, a It’s 350,000 to 60,000 a month. Your Dongxu is still a first-level fitter, right? You’ve been working here for several years and you haven’t been promoted yet?”
The third aunt was holding her son and complaining about Jia Zhang.
"What do you know? Feed your milk. If you talk so nonsense, just watch. Chen Jianguo will definitely suffer in the future."
"Okay, okay, I've seen Jianguo. He's still a nice person. He brings meat to the old lady every once in a while. He's filial at first sight. How bad can a filial child be?"
As soon as she heard the old lady's name, Jia Zhang was like a mouse meeting a cat.
In fact, when Jia's old Jia was still there, Jia and Zhang were beaten by the old lady many times.
At that time, the deaf old lady did not have bad legs and feet like she does now, and the crutches in her hands were not only used for walking.
Jia and Zhang were beaten to the point of psychological distress.
The deaf old lady also gave shoes to the Red Army because she was a household with five guarantees.
Everyone around her respects her.
She can be said to be the Dinghai Shenzhen of the courtyard.
No one dared to yell at her.
Basically, she hits whoever she says she will.
Now that I am getting older, my temper has gradually cooled down.
For Jia Zhang, the remaining power still exists.
"That Haitang heard that the whole village was dead. Don't believe it. Think about it carefully. Why is she the only one alive when the whole village is dead? Do you think there is a possibility that she is actually dead too, but was possessed by a vixen? Are you pregnant?" Seeing that Chen Jianguo's third aunt and first aunt were defending her, Jia Zhang changed her target.
"Hiss." There aren't many horror movies these days, but there are still some horror novels and the like.
Many horror stories are passed down by word of mouth, so the average person's resistance to horror stories is very low. Not only can they not refuse such exciting stories, but if they come up with many horror stories in later generations that cannot be thought about in detail and are extremely scary, these days It can scare many aunties half to death.
The first ghost film "Painted Skin" released in 1966 was so scary that it scared an old lady to death and was banned from being shown for 20 years.
But actually that movie was okay, not very scary. The painted ghosts and the special effects that looked like vaudeville were very fake.
Therefore, the receptive ability of today's people is not like that of people who have been trained in later generations.
Several younger women felt a little scared the more they thought about it.
It felt like the vixen Haitang had turned into was secretly observing them in the darkness.
Let’s see whose heart tastes better.
"Aunt Jia, stop talking, it's not as scary as you say."
"Otherwise, tell me, if a whole village died, why was she unscathed? I think she is not simple." Jia Zhang looked like Maori Kogoro had discovered the truth.
"Ms. Jia Zhang, do you still want a B-face? Haitang is a vixen, why don't you say you are the reincarnation of a toad spirit?" Originally, Chen Jianguo was just passing by, and he planned to take Haitang to the backyard to meet the deaf old lady.
Let the deaf old lady get to know Haitang.
As a result, I heard Jia Zhang talking nonsense to Jill here.
