Jiang Quan knocked on Cheng Hui's door in the middle of the night and handed Cheng Hui the newly taken photos.
Cheng Hui took it out and took a look. It was well photographed. The clothes and hairstyle were the same, but the women looked different.
It doesn’t matter if they look very similar, then wouldn’t the photo be in vain?
"Well done, thank you for your hard work. You will send this photo to Pan Lijun tomorrow morning and I won't go." Cheng Hui said.
When Pan Lijun left before, he really forgot this photo. Cheng Hui could pretend that he just found it in the morning and sent it to him.
Jiang Quan glanced at the original photo, then at Cheng Hui, and left without saying anything.
It turns out that the woman in this photo must have something to do with Director Cheng, otherwise what would she be doing all this time?
But if the factory director doesn’t say anything, he won’t ask, and he just pretends that this has never happened!
Now he occasionally drives to the machinery factory. When he has nothing to do, he goes to see Lao Sun. Lao Sun teaches him how to repair cars and how to be a good driver. He gets started.
Cheng Hui is indeed becoming more and more satisfied with Jiang Quan.
Early the next morning, she went to the food factory early.
The cake workshop has stabilized. In addition to orders from department stores, it also produces large orders from aircraft factories.
Cheng Hui still has trouble leaving the roast duck, so he has to make new marinades from time to time.
Ducks are coming in by the carload, and I don’t know if they are local or from out of town.
The once empty cannery was now outnumbered.
Cheng Hui came out after being busy for a while, and suddenly saw Lao Hei and Niu Lan, who were working vigorously.
Cheng Hui was stunned and quickly called the two of them over: "If I remember correctly, your son will get married today? Why are you two still here?"
Lao Hei chuckled: "It's not yet time, we can just go back after lunch."
Niu Lan was moved and said: "The factory director even remembers this..."
Cheng Hui: "...Isn't this bad? You have to go back and organize things, right? I originally planned to have all the employees go to the wedding during the holiday today, but who knew that the merger of the two factories would happen, and I really couldn't leave. "
"No, no! You have already helped us too much! We can't waste your time any more!" Lao Hei immediately said: "My son is not worthy!"
Cheng Hui: "...Needless to say, we are all our own, no matter whether they are worthy or not, I am happy to attend their wedding."
But she said that she didn't know if there was a custom here that pregnant women could not attend weddings.
She could not attend the wedding now. Even if the host was not happy, she was also afraid that the crowd would cause chaos and conflict with her.
Cheng Hui waved to Jiang Quan, who had just returned: "Send them both back to attend the wedding. If you can, use it as a wedding car for the couple."
This moved Lao Hei and Niu Lan to tears on the spot.
Cheng Hui quickly called Jiang Quan aside and handed him 10 yuan: "You don't need to compare the gifts to them with me, just give them less."
She actually has the ability to give more. Although she hasn't paid her salary yet, she can pay Li Yan's money as she pleases!
But 10 yuan is already a lot. In 1973, this was a big gift.
If she took more, she would kill Guo Dajun.
He is the director of the factory, so he is always embarrassed to be younger than her, otherwise where would he put his face?
Jiang Quan pocketed the money and said, "I'll ask them."
Jiang Quan walked around in a circle and came back with a bag of gift money. They discussed it and decided that each person would take 2 yuan, which was not a big deal.
Guo Dajun came over and complained: "You two said nothing! Today is the official day? I saw you both came to work, so I thought it wasn't the case!"
They have been so busy lately that they really forgot about it.
Yu Bao came to see the excitement here and came over.
When I heard that Lao Hei's son was getting married, he immediately took out his pockets and asked for gifts.
Now we are all employees of the same factory, so we cannot treat them differently.
Lao Hei didn't dare to say he didn't want it. He was so old and he still understood this. If he didn't want it, he would be treated differently. People who are not in the cannery are his own people.
But he also heard about Yu Baolai's family difficulties, and suddenly looked at Cheng Hui in embarrassment.
Cheng Hui asked Yu Baolai: "Have you been paid overtime pay for these two days?"
"It hasn't been issued." Yu Baolai said, "Accountant Li is in charge of the general ledger, and he said it won't be issued without your signature."
"Look at me, I've been too busy these two days." Cheng Hui immediately went to Li Yan to sign.
The overtime pay for the roast duck workshop has also been paid smoothly in the past two days. Some people have 2 yuan, while others have 3 yuan.
Everyone was very happy with their money. Their new deputy director must be Ma Liang! The painted pie actually came out of the pan!
At the same time, the news that Lao Hei's son was getting married was also spread by Li Yan.
The workers at the roast duck side discussed it and agreed to pay 1 yuan each.
They are willing to give up the money as a courtesy. If they go out today, they will come back one day.
Moreover, as soon as the gift money came along, everyone became like one of our own, and most of the vague barriers between the two departments disappeared.
Lao Hei and Niu Lan finally walked away with about 100 yuan, and they cried all the way~~
When I returned to A County, my in-laws were a little unhappy. Their son was getting married and the two old men were not here. Did they look down on their daughter?
As a result, the two of them came back in a car. Not only did they bring back about 100 yuan in gift money, but they also let the car take their daughter around the county.
This scenery makes me envious of my relatives and friends!
The in-laws' faces suddenly became brighter, and they could no longer look down on Lao Hei. The eldest brother was the elder brother, and he was so praised that Lao Hei was confused.
But he was thinking about Cheng Hui. If he hadn't met such a good factory director, how could he be sitting here and being praised now? Maybe it's all in the boiler!
...
As soon as Cheng Hui entered the room and sat down, Fan Guangyao brought several people to learn skills.
Cheng Hui sat still and waited for a while.
By the way, I'm waiting for someone. The real owner hasn't arrived yet, so the show can't begin.
Fan Guangyao didn't know this. He thought Cheng Hui regretted it and scratched his head anxiously.
"Xiao Cheng, don't worry, I will risk my life when the time comes. I'll give them my head and let them slap it as they please! We have to order 240,000 yuan for the roast duck. You won't miss a penny!" Fan Guangyao swore.
"Look at what you said, who dares to slap you? Why should I slap you?" Cheng Hui said:
“With 240,000 yuan, you can’t even buy half an imported printing press. However, the cost of my equipment is only a few yuan, but the efficiency is no slower than that of a printing press.
“The key is the value created.”
“One household consumes 50 cents, which is 50 million for 100 million households across the country, and that’s every year!
"Even if you can't eat the whole country's market by yourself, can you still eat 5 million a year?"
"You create 5 million in value for the country a year, and the workers don't deserve to eat two roast ducks? Whoever doesn't let you eat, you will settle the score with!"
Fan Guangyao's eyes lit up: "Yes! That's the truth! We make so much money for the country, but we are not allowed to eat two roast ducks. It's so bullying!"
But he forgot, how can one eat roast duck before making money~
He has been so impressed by Cheng Hui that he is convinced!
Cheng Hui heard the sound of a car entering the hospital. It was not her 760, but another rather shabby car, belonging to the provincial party committee.
She smiled slightly and asked Fan Guangyao: "Director Fan, you haven't paid me the 200,000 yuan for the cake before. We have cooperated with so many factories, and you are the only one who owes the debt."
Fan Guangyao was immediately embarrassed. They were only half married and the other half was left.
"It's not that I don't want to give it to you, it's just that the higher-ups don't approve it. I'm trying to think of a way to give it to you before the end of the year."
But he didn't dare to guarantee it. It didn't matter if the money wasn't in his hands.
Cheng Hui suddenly said loudly: "Director Fan, I've already given you the cake, and your employees have finished eating it, but now you don't give me money, isn't it a bit too much?"
Fan Guangyao...Why are you so impatient? In fact, it was agreed at the beginning to wait for a few days before giving up, but now why do you just fall out of love?
"Xiao Cheng, we can't be like this..."
The logistics director pushed open the door and came in. He opened his mouth and asked, "Who doesn't want to pay? Are you teaching Director Qi Cheng how to behave?!"
