Chapter 182 I haven’t drank this yet, why is there too much?

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After Cui Degui listened to this group of people, how could he not come?

The same was true for the other cousins, and all of them readily agreed.

When you are a big factory director, there is no one who doesn’t like to socialize, and socializing is not a matter of whether you like it or not, it is a matter of survival!

The leaders of small factories are different.

Cheng Hui asked Yu Baolai to go with her, but Yu Baolai refused to go!

He also heard the string of names just now, and a layer of sweat broke out on his head.

He never thought he was timid, he was just awkward!

"I have to go back to accompany my grandson, so I won't go." Yu Baolai said: "It's useless for me to go, I'm just a freeloader. By the way! I'm not the director of the factory anymore, so I won't go."

Cheng Hui immediately asked: "How is your grandson's illness? Does he have any dietary restrictions? Can he eat cakes, eggs, and roast duck?"

There was a smile on Yu Baolai's rigid face, melting away the deep wrinkles: "His disease is just like that, there is hope as long as it is maintained. Food taboos are not taboo, but I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and I can't eat too greasy food. of."

Before the child was born, the father was gone.

His wife couldn't bear the blow and followed him within a few days.

My daughter-in-law was 7 months pregnant at the time, and she suffered a series of blows, and she gave birth prematurely within a few days.

Then, before she was even out of confinement, she was taken away by her mother's family, and then she announced that she was severing ties with their family.

If he leaves one for his son, he will be completely benevolent and righteous.

Later, she remarried within a few months.

He understood that he did not blame his daughter-in-law, but he felt sorry for his little grandson, who had been frail and sick since he was a child and had lost his parents.

Then, after being raised by him, he became poorer and poorer. He didn't dare to think about the last time his grandson ate meat, and he felt sad just thinking about it.

Now, the pain is finally over, right?

Although he didn't say anything, Cheng Huiguang could imagine the sorrow and sorrow in his simple life experience.

She sighed and asked, "Has he eaten eggs? Is he not allergic?"

"No allergies." Yu Baolai said.

Cheng Hui immediately said: "Then I will make a chicken cake for her, and you can take some more cakes to the hospital for him to eat. As long as he likes it, the cake will be enough in the future!"

As she said that, she rolled up her sleeves and started to do it.

Yu Baolai was immediately moved and nervous: "No, no, no, you have made appointments with several factory directors, but you can't keep them waiting. Go quickly, I will just get some cakes. You don't have to make the cakes yourself!"

"I'll teach you, it's easy." Cheng Hui used the stove in the office to make a chicken cake.

This thing is really simple, it only takes two or three minutes.

Because she doesn’t have to watch it come out.

After making the egg custard, Cheng Hui called Leader Chen and Leader Zhang.

I thought they would not agree, but they both hesitated for only two seconds before agreeing to the appointment.

Cheng Hui smiled and hung up the phone.

Keep up the good work and don’t hesitate next time!

The car was also warmed up, and Cheng Hui called Guo Dajun and left together.

Guo Dajun was also frightened by this kind of high-end game.

The little broken factory he had before was worse than Yu Baolai! There are only ten people! Ten people!

Now he has to eat with the directors of large factories with thousands, tens of thousands, or hundreds of thousands of people!

Not to mention that there are two big leaders who are almost unparalleled in their area.

Guo Dajun pinches his wrist from time to time. You have to give me some strength for a while, don't shake!

Guo Dajun and Yu Baolai have different personalities.

Yu Baolai became the factory director purely to complete the task. He did whatever the organization asked him to do.

Guo Dajun is very interested in becoming a factory director and wants to be promoted to one liter or a few liters!

He couldn't hold it back any longer and asked, "Hui'er, tell me what I can and can't say when we eat later?"

Although it's a bit embarrassing to ask such a thing from a junior, he should be the one teaching me.

But it won’t, it won’t! Besides, who is following him or Cheng Hui? They are all our own!

"As long as you don't tell me the cake recipe, you can tell me whatever else you want." Cheng Hui said, "Uncle, you are a real person and can't play tricks, so we won't play with you. We just need to treat others with sincerity."

Guo Dajun has a determined heart and treats others with sincerity! He can do this! understood!

Of course, treating people with sincerity is not something everyone can use, nor is it the best policy.

But for Guo Dajun at this time, it is the most suitable.

He can't play tricks on anyone, and he has no qualifications.

It's better to be honest and others can praise him by saying, "This person is honest and can get along well."

When we arrived at the restaurant, the table was half occupied.

Cheng Hui also saw Zhang Liang, who was said to have left the food factory in the afternoon.

He was sitting next to Zhao Daxing.

Zhao Daxing seemed to be very excited too, his eyes were bright, but he restrained himself and spoke very little.

Zhang Liang could answer one sentence out of ten.

Pan Lijun and Xu Zheng took Cheng Rui, and the three of them formed a small circle. They all frowned and thought about the problem, chatting from time to time.

They looked like they were thinking about national affairs, and others didn't dare to talk to them.

Song Xilai sat next to Zhang Liang and took the initiative to say a few words to him from time to time, but Zhang Liang didn't have time to pay attention to him, which was a bit perfunctory.

Cui Degui sat in the corner, quietly looking at a table of people gathered because of Cheng Hui.

It’s really unexpected.

The girl who walked into his office carrying a plate was able to open up this situation and form this kind of dinner in just a short time!

He was sure that these people had never sat down to eat together before!

Anyway, he never ate at the same table with any of them.

When Cheng Hui came in, the people at the table who were talking all stopped instantly, and their eyes lit up.

Zhao Daxing jumped up even more: "Hui'er, why are you here? Did the car break down on the road? How about I drive you the new car? Can I drive the old one?"

Others were only slightly surprised, but Zhang Liang, who had been in contact with Zhao Daxing for several hours, was very surprised.

Is this Cheng Hui related to Factory Director Zhao?

No, no, no, I can give Cheng Hui a new car, but even my own daughter doesn’t get this treatment!

He looked at Cheng Hui suddenly more cautiously.

Pan Lijun also greeted Cheng Hui immediately when he saw him. He was afraid that he would be too late!

"Do you have time after dinner? We still have a few questions..." He said, feeling a little embarrassed.

Always delaying people's rest time.

If this was an employee of their factory, then of course it would be fine, but if she was the director of another factory and she was pregnant, it would be bad to keep delaying her rest.

And their delay was in vain.

The cakes ordered before were not considered as rewards for Cheng Hui.

Cake also has a cost, which is said to be quite high. Originally, the food factory didn’t make much money, but even if it did, it was for the country!

What's wrong with Cheng Hui!

Cheng Hui answered without hesitation: "I'll get off work after dinner. I have nothing to do. If you have any questions, just ask."

Pan Lijun suddenly felt bad: "I heard that your factory's employees don't have welfare housing yet? Our factory also wants to build welfare housing, and build one for your factory? You don't have to spend money!"

"Hiss!~" Zhang Liang took a sharp breath.

Dinner hasn’t started yet! Not drinking yet! Why are there so many?

After so many years of work, this was the first time he heard that one factory built welfare housing for another factory! Do you have too much money and nowhere to spend it?