The reborn me has no pattern

Chapter 79 Materialist Warrior Occasionally Idealistic
"Sister, I'm going to the study for a while to read."

"I'll get you a bottle of yogurt."

Zhao Feiyan put down the things in her hands, and when she got up to go to the kitchen, she saw Zhang Haonan digging watermelons, so she opened her mouth: "Ah..."

"There's the other half in the refrigerator."

"what……"

Zhang Haonan had no choice but to dig out the seedless piece in the center and stuff it into Zhao Feiyan's mouth.

"Whoosh..."

Zhao Feiyan, who laughed out loud, covered her mouth, hopped on her slippers and went to the kitchen.

Boom!
He closed the refrigerator door heavily, and brought out a handful of yogurt. When Fan Susu came over, Zhao Feiyan gave her a bottle.

"Thank you sister."

Fan Susu nodded, then picked up the book on the table, and said to Zhang Haonan who was eating melons, "Brother-in-law, I'm off to read."

"Ah."

In response, Zhang Haonan stared at the watermelon that was missing the most perfect part, and felt that the joy of eating melon was 90.00% less nine...

At this time, there was the sound of parking outside, Zhang Haonan hurriedly took a bite, got up and walked out while spitting out the seeds.

Zhang Zhiwu was about to ring the doorbell with a briefcase in his arms, but he stopped when he saw Zhang Haonan, and asked, "Are you free tonight?"

"What? Eat?"

"People from the Women's Federation."

click.

After opening the door, Zhang Zhiwu shook his neckline, the weather was hot and cold, which made people uncomfortable.

"People from the Women's Federation are looking for me for dinner?"

"Oh, it's still about donating straw bags."

Zhang Zhiwu cursed, "The son of a bitch doesn't go to the city hall, but goes directly to the Chengdong police station. I'm not prepared at all. There are so many people, and Lao Wang is also confused. I can't agree, so I said go back and talk to my nephew first." Ask about it."

"What do you mean? Named?"

"Correct."

"Fuck."

Zhang Haonan scolded, and then asked, "You can't just take advantage of it without doing anything, can you?"

"Anyway, the meaning over there is that they can help contact the Syracuse sister unit..."

"The tone is not small, isn't Shacheng not high enough?! Xuecheng is at least at the same level as Gusu. Where did they get the confidence?"

"It's not like that. The women's federation needs to have more communication channels, so it's not too loud."

Zhang Zhiwu slightly explained the independence of the Women's Federation. For example, in the event of a major disaster, there is an exclusive channel for the cooperation between sister units in the two places.

In general reports, it usually uses the "women of the two places" as how...

"That's it?"

"Then you must still want to beg for alms. If you succeed, you won't succeed. It's not a waste of money to open your mouth...uh."

Zhang Zhiwu, who was still chatting eloquently outside the door, was stunned as soon as he entered the door. At first glance, all of them were women.

"Zhang Haonan..."

Zhang Zhiwu originally wanted to reprimand his nephew to be careful, but when he thought that this thin coffin wasn't married...it was him, the instructor Zhang, who was too small.

"What are you thinking Uncle, Feiyan's classmate."

"What can I think? I want to eat a bottle of ice soda, hurry up, I forgot to bring water when I drove over, and the teacup is still in the country."

"Do you want to eat watermelon?"

"Eat it if you have it."

"I'll get it."

Half of the watermelon in the refrigerator did not escape the butcher's knife in the end, and Zhang Haonan chopped it into eight pieces, put it on a plate, and sent it to Zhang Zhiwu.

Zhang Zhiwu was not polite either, he washed his hands and gnawed, spit out the seeds after eating for a while, and then said: "The Women's Federation doesn't want money, just want you to donate some women's products. It's all on the paper, you can see for yourself."

"So much? I might as well just give them one hundred and eighty thousand."

"If you don't want to go back, you don't have to be afraid of them anyway."

"and many more."

Zhang Haonan thought for a while, and said directly, "I promise, I will double the amount on this paper. But it needs to be divided into batches, after all, the amount is not small, and the local purchase is definitely not enough. I hope that the Shacheng Women's Federation will communicate with the superior unit in Gusu, Adjust some suppliers. Two days later, follow the car directly to the Northeast."

"You don't have a fever, do you? What do you mean? Doubling it? 30 packs of sanitary napkins? Damn, don't tell me women use them, can't men also use them?"

"..."

Zhang Haonan looked at Zhang Zhiwu speechlessly, the hall was a little quiet, because several girls were looking at this side, wanting to hear the mentality of the two grown men discussing the use of sanitary napkins.

"..."

chirp.

Zhang Zhiwu also felt embarrassed, and lowered his head to cover up.

"Uncle, believe it or not, if I donate these 30 bags, I can earn back 300 million bags next year?"

"What do you want 300 million packs of sanitary napkins for?"

"I don't want sanitary napkins!"

Glancing at Zhang Zhiwu, Zhang Haonan couldn't hold back, "Uncle, you should go to an on-the-job junior college earlier."

"Are you amazing at studying?!"

"Hurry up and eat the watermelon." Zhang Haonan picked up the spoon and continued digging, "I don't need to eat dinner, so I've been asked to redouble my promise. I will go to Jiankang to buy a women's products factory on National Day, and I will participate in the bidding for welfare products next spring."

"Woman..."

Zhang Zhiwu put the gnawed watermelon rind aside, picked up another piece, and after taking a bite, nodded and said, "Don't mention it, next year you just don't do anything, and the other finalists will also run with you... It really can earn back 300 million bales.”

"Just a little bit more."

Zhang Haonan looked calm. This way of converting credits and honors into task rewards does not require communication at all, and some even just an official notice to let Zhang Haonan know about it.

Of course, the premise is that Zhang Haonan must have the right conditions in his hands in order to have the corresponding allocation of resources.

After all, Zhang Haonan can’t donate sanitary napkins this year, and the Women’s Federation will purchase sausages from the Daqiao Meat Processing Factory next year, right?

Zhang Zhiwu was surprised that Zhang Haonan's thinking in a short period of time was rough but efficient, and in line with the ecological logic of the underlying power field.

"And Uncle, this matter, when the time comes, you will say that I have given you face from the beginning to the end. Rejecting this dinner will make them think that I am very dissatisfied and that I am reluctant to pay the money, and then I also doubled my anger..."

"From your description, why do you look like a stunned young man?"

"Uncle, I am this year."

"..."

Very reasonable.

When Zhang Zhiwu left, he took two big watermelons with him, saying that he wanted to give the comrades in the institute a taste.

Leaving "Linglong Court", Zhang Zhiwu drove halfway, and suddenly patted the steering wheel: "Damn, Zhang Zhijun is old enough to starve to death!"

Thinking of his son's mediocre studies, Zhang Zhiwu wondered if he was not sincere enough when he burned paper for his grandfather on Qingming Festival.

As a materialist warrior, Zhang Zhiwu is very idealistic at the moment, and plans to ask his grandfather to bless his grandson no matter what when he kowtows and burns paper after July and a half.

They are all grandsons, so how can Zhang Zhijun have a son like Zhang Haonan.

It is incomprehensible, difficult to accept, and it is very unscientific.

(End of this chapter)