Rebooting the Peak Years of 1985

Chapter 90 Zhang Weimin comes to eat
Chen Huajiang's desire to deal with the two became more and more urgent, and his hatred for them became deeper and deeper.

Lin Jiayin would not lie to him. Apparently things at the barbecue stall had changed.

The fathers of Wu De and Gou Weidong are both factory leaders. No ordinary worker would dare to disobey them.

Just like what Wu De did, although he didn't say it explicitly, when he stood at the door, did he need to say his attitude?

And it's hard to say this kind of thing. It can't be said that Wu De is not qualified to stand at the door of the factory.To put it bluntly, this is just a dirty trick and disgusting.

"Wu De and Gou Weidong, I will deal with them sooner or later. Don't worry, they won't be able to survive for long."

"Don't take it to heart when employees in the factory are gossiping. If you put your mouth on other people's faces, you can't keep them silent."

"Our store has been affirmed by the provincial investigation team and Factory Director Liu. They can't change its nature. Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Chen Huajiang comforted his wife and said, at the same time he felt very guilty.

During this time, he was so busy with Nantian Restaurant that he neglected the barbecue restaurant in Hongqi Factory.

Seeing that her husband understood her difficulties, Lin Jiayin nodded and said, "But this grievance is nothing. After all, I can still make money. Although I don't make as much as before, I still make ten dollars a day." The income will be very good in the future. Two days is the salary of an ordinary worker."

He said and laughed happily.

Chen Huajiang also smiled and nodded, but he knew in his heart that in a year or two at most, many people would become bolder and more and more people would do business.

First, the factory's efficiency is not good. People always have to eat when they have a belly.

Second, the east wind gradually gains the upper hand and gradually overwhelms the west wind. The efficiency of the factory becomes worse and worse, and more and more people do business, which will form a trend.

Even if the direction of the wind is unclear, everyone will be more courageous, just like the idea that the law does not punish the public.

After dinner, Chen Huajiang helped his wife wash the dishes, and his wife gave him a tender look.

In the evening, Chen Huajiang hugged his wife and was slightly restless, talking about the female factory director.

"Nonsense, how can I be a female factory director? Don't say this outside, otherwise it will be bad for outsiders to hear."

Although it was just a whisper between husband and wife, it made Lin Jiayin nervous. She covered his mouth and glared at him in warning.

This is no joke. When word spread, everyone started talking about how she could be a good person in the factory.

And is it so easy to be a factory director these days?Those are state cadres, and they either have to send someone to take the job, or they have to go through seniority. In the end, they have to have a great chance to become the director of the factory.

Lin Jiayin felt that it would be good for her to be a team leader in her life, and workshop director was already the pinnacle position she could imagine.

Seeing her like this, Chen Huajiang couldn't continue talking about the female factory director. In the end, he could only give lessons to the female team leader and guide her work.

"Get up, damn, I'm late after a long night of work. I still have to send Huanhuan to school."

When I woke up in the morning and looked at the bedside alarm clock, it was already 06:30. Lin Jiayin was so frightened that she looked nervous and pushed Chen Huajiang to press her arm.

When Chen Huajiang was teased like this, he yawned and got up.

After washing up casually, Lin Jiayin had already taken Huanhuan out. Apparently she didn't have enough time to buy and eat on the way.

There were only noodles in the kitchen, so Chen Huajiang hesitated and decided to eat in the store.

In the morning, he came to Nantian Restaurant and asked Chef Li to fry him two poached eggs and a chicken drumstick for breakfast.

"General Manager Zhang."

"Manager Zhang."

"Manager Zhang, Manager Niu."

Before they started eating, they saw Zhang Weimin, Niu Quan, and a 30-year-old middle-aged man, and their three brothers-in-law came to the store.

Most of the employees in the store are old people who used to work in Nantian Hotel. Naturally, they recognized the general manager and deputy general manager of Nantian Hotel and quickly said hello.

Zhang Weimin nodded to them all the way with a smile on his face.

Chen Huajiang glanced at it and then lowered his head to eat breakfast. He exercised a lot yesterday and was very hungry.

"Boss Chen, you really have a good appetite. Did you eat so greasy so early in the morning?"

"Bring me two steamed buns and a bowl of millet porridge. You can order your own food."

Zhang Weimin came and sat down opposite Chen Huajiang, laughed and joked, and then said to the waiter Zhang Hong.

"me too."

"Same."

Niu Quan and other middle-aged people also continued.

"Okay, send it right away."

Zhang Hong nodded quickly, walked quickly to the kitchen, and passed the three people's order to the chef.

"Greasy? This is wrong. Eggs and chicken legs are both high-protein foods, so how can they be said to be greasy? There is no milk, otherwise I would have to add a glass of milk."

"On the contrary, Mr. Zhang, the millet porridge you ordered is greasy and raises blood sugar too quickly. I advise you to drink less millet porridge, which is good for your body."

Chen Huajiang rolled his eyes and said, the other party's thinking will be very marketable even in later generations, and it certainly represents some kind of truth now.

Sure enough, Zhang Weimin curled his lips and said: "Nonsense, millet porridge is the most nourishing thing, what does it have to do with blood sugar. Besides, I don't have three high blood sugar problems, forget it, stop talking, otherwise I won't be able to eat this meal." "

Seeing him like this, Chen Huajiang was naturally too lazy to say anything. He quickly ate the two eggs on the plate, then took the chicken legs and started to eat them. They tasted delicious.

When he arrived, the middle-aged man next to him looked at Chen Huajiang in surprise and said with a smile: "Did this little brother study abroad?"

His name is Yang Hang, and he is a senior engineer of the electric power company. Because Zhang Weimin made several reports in a row, the higher authorities felt that it might be possible to implement, so he was sent to investigate and study.

Yang Hang studied abroad and knew how to eat breakfast there. Milk and eggs are standard, with some bread and so on.

"That's not true. I just heard a little bit about it. However, I later read books on nutrition and learned some knowledge in this area."

Chen Huajiang looked at the other party in surprise, and then casually passed by.

At this time, Zhang Hong took the plate and delivered the meals ordered by the three of them.

"Humph, are the ones from abroad good? Are the ones from China bad?"

"This millet porridge has been passed down for hundreds and thousands of years. It is said to nourish people and nourish the stomach. How can it be wrong?"

Zhang Weimin said dissatisfiedly while taking the food.

Chen Huajiang smiled and did not continue the topic.

He knew that this was just because the current economy was not developed enough. In later generations, milk and eggs in the morning have almost become the standard for most families to give their children.

The four of them had breakfast, and Chen Huajiang got up and prepared to leave.

"Wait a moment."

"Gong Yang, it was this guy who woke me up last time. Although he is not a professional, he has learned a lot and can be considered a talent."

"You can chat. Xiao Chen, this is a senior engineer in our power department. I brought him here to chat with you this time. If there is any problem then, you can talk openly. Anyway, you are a layman and you said the wrong thing. does not matter."

Zhang Weimin called Chen Huajiang to stop, motioned him to sit down, and introduced the middle-aged man next to him to both parties.

Then he gulped down the remaining millet porridge and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

(End of this chapter)