After school, the two were picked up by Lao Chen and prepared to go back to Zhang Chaoqiang's home.
Today, Lao Chen specially combed his hair with a slicked back. After all, today is also a holiday.
With his crimson waistcoat shirt, straightly pressed trousers, and energetic face, he is a perfect example of a social elite.
It seems that today is not the housekeeper Lao Chen, nor the driver Lao Chen, but the elite Lao Chen.
But when he arrived at Zhang Chaoqiang's house, he turned into chef Lao Chen...
"When you eat, a group of people eat, and when you cook, you do it alone..."
He was still swinging the spatula until it was smoking, and kept mumbling. From time to time, he would look sideways and look into the hall, and muttered: "I want to see if Zhang Chaoqiang can take care of this chicken..."
In the living room, a big rooster was croaking in a stainless steel basin. Shen Qiangwei pursed her lips with a crooked face, and pressed the rooster's wings tightly through her gloves.
He whispered: "What a ghost. I'm crazy. The boss is crazy. He doesn't give out dumplings, shopping cards, or money during the winter solstice. Instead, he gives out a big rooster?"
"My trachea has been cut, why are you still struggling!"
Shen Qiangwei was slapped with blood by the rooster wings, and chicken feathers were flying all over the sky. Zhang Chaoqiang, who couldn't stand it, quickly activated the energy of the psychic ring, like a thin line.
Cut off all the throat and trachea of the rooster that were not completely cut, and use your hands to help control the rooster's wings.
Hang upside down and bleed the cock.
"Zhang Chaoqiang is so awesome!" Tan Yue praised sincerely.
"Zhang Chaoqiang is so awesome!" Old Chen, the chef in the kitchen, said in a strange tone.
Boiling water and plucking chicken feathers, all done in one go with Zhang Chaoqiang's help. Unknowingly, Shen Qiangwei ran aside to check her cell phone.
"Mom, come and help!"
"I'm coming."
Upon inspection, the door opened and dad Zhang Huolong was back.
Zhang Huolong's cheeks looked a little swollen recently. He didn't know whether it was from fatigue or some other reason.
"Hi, Lao Chen, hi, Tan Yue, wife, mua, super strong, mua."
After a series of routine moves back home, Zhang Huolong was exhausted both physically and mentally, and Ge You collapsed on the sofa.
"Husband, you are very perfunctory today..."
Shen Qiangwei pouted and said coquettishly, then she picked up Zhang Huolong's chin with a hand that smelled of chicken feathers and blood, and sat in his arms.
"mua..."
ah!
Zhang Chaoqiang quickly covered Tan Yue's eyes, even though the other party wanted to look away out of curiosity.
Zhang Huolong, who was kissed affectionately, looked better, but he was not good at lying and his expression could not hide his thoughts.
Everyone saw him slumped on the sofa minding his own business without saying a word, especially Shen Qiangwei, who had gradually become worried.
"Husband, I made a pair of black Chelseas for you online today. Do you like them?"
Facing the cell phone photo that Shen Qiangwei stretched out, Zhang Huolong nodded, "I like it" in a state of coping that was visible to the naked eye.
ah?
Something must be wrong!
Although the two are usually very affectionate, they have different opinions on aesthetics.
Neither will compromise with the other.
Like the new trendy dark punk style, reformers like Shen Qiangwei, and Zhang Huolong, as a traditionalist, will never be convinced by each other.
Shen Qiangwei bought the black Chelsea for Zhang Huolong. She hesitated for two days without talking to him. Unexpectedly, his decision was approved today?
This is not normal, this is not reasonable.
"Husband, what's wrong with you?"
Shen Qiangwei gave Zhang Huolong a kiss, making the other person faint. When he heard the movement, Lao Chen quickly shouted: "Super strong!"
He didn't need to worry at all. Zhang Chaoqiang's hand covering Tan Yue's eyes didn't move at all, and Tan Yue tried to open it, but in vain.
"Say it or not, say it or not, say it or not..."
The indiscriminate bombing attack still failed to open the mouth of the fire dragon that was absent-minded and listless.
"Is it because..."
Shen Qiangwei realized something.
"Yesterday, the famous Argentine border player Meiji refused to play in the Central China football exhibition match..."
My husband’s idol is plum chicken!
She quickly changed the channel of the sports news being broadcast on the TV.
"It doesn't seem like that..."
Shen Qiangwei tried hard but was unable to pry Zhang Huolong's mouth open. Finally, Zhang Chaoqiang took action.
Zhang Huolong's eyes were dull and divergent. Zhang Chaoqiang took advantage of the moment when he called him and made eye contact.
"Wow hoo hoo..."
The emotions containing grievance and loss were instantly aroused. After Zhang Huolong coughed, tears burst out like a waterfall. Shen Qiangwei quickly handed over a tissue.
"What's wrong? Did you feel wronged at the factory?"
Shen Qiangwei supported him, giving him a tight hug for a moment, then stroking his back to caress him carefully and persuade him.
Under the attack from both sides, Zhang Huolong finally sobbed.
"These days, the factory has received several long-term orders, one of which needs to be shipped quickly. The number of people hired last month was still not enough, so new employees were hired in the past two days.
Unexpectedly, one of the new employees in our production line is my junior high school classmate.
As soon as he saw me, he... became acquainted with me. He said that after all, we were all classmates before and that we should take more care of him in the future. I think that although I only studied in junior high school for one year, I am still a classmate after all, and I must take care of me. "
"But I didn't expect that he would go too far and stop working from the second day on. If anyone asked him to do something, he would just say arrogantly, "My classmate is the team leader. Whether he works or not is none of your business."
"Then of course I have to tell him openly. You are here to work, so you can't do anything if you don't do something. I didn't expect him to..."
"What?" A sudden voice came out.
I don't know when, Lao Chen had already come out of the kitchen, moved a stool and sat on the chicken killing basin, scalded the rooster in boiling water, then plucked the feathers and processed the internal organs.
It's like he's really here to do something.
Zhang Huolong sobbed and continued intermittently:
"He, he said that I was not worthy of being... in this position. He also said that I was just a second-rate kid who had not graduated from junior high school... Why should I care about him? Why should I care about a college student? Why should I be a team leader and a small manager.
He said that everything I got today was all due to good luck. How could I, a person with my academic qualifications and such an ignorant and energetic young man, be able to ride on his head..."
As he spoke, Zhang Huolong's eyes turned red again. Shen Qiangwei quickly wiped away his tears, hugged his head, and gently protected and comforted him.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I don't know what to say. I, I only know that I am where I am today not because of good luck, but because of my own hard work and the strong support of my wife.
His resume contains only a bachelor's degree certificate. He has not worked for three or four years after graduation, has no resume and experience, and has not won any awards while studying.
But, but I actually struggled for nearly seven or eight years before I became such a team leader. He said I was lucky. He said I was lucky and wiped out all my efforts! "
Everyone was silent, and the air was a little heavy.
"Fuck it!"
Unexpectedly, the first person to curse was Lao Chen.
