Siheyuan: Through Sixty Bright Life

Factory Manager Yang rolled his eyes at He Yuzhu, "Of course, you don't have a research group, so where do you get the funds for? Are you asking the workers to work for nothing?"

Director Yang really regretted taking He Yuzhu to the district.

He really didn't achieve enough, and failed, which completely disrupted his plan.

Seeing Director Yang's angry look, He Yuzhu didn't rush, because he was very clear in his heart.

Factory Manager Yang made such a big fuss today, He Yuzhu actually knows all the inside information.

In the original plot, because the rolling mill did not develop valves, the workers did not know that there was still funding.

However, the above-approved funds are with Director Yang, but they have not been used rationally.

The workers were completely unaware that there was such a research grant.

But He Yuzhu knew that the above approved every year, and all these funds went into the pocket of Director Yang.

There is also a part that he uses as activity funds and year-end bonuses.

The workers worked so hard every day that they didn't even see a coin.

Factory Manager Yang now has the face to question him, is he really for the workers?

He is actually doing it for his own benefit.

If he agreed to set up a research group today, then this part of the funds would naturally go into Director Yang's pocket.

Even if the system spoils him about the funds in advance, he can remind Director Yang how to use the funds in a circumstantial way.

But will Director Yang listen to him?

Therefore, in order not to waste the country's money, he first canceled the research group, and then established a research and development department.As an independent department of the rolling mill, the R&D department conducts independent financial accounting.Factory Manager Yang wants to get involved, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

Money should be spent wisely and where it should be used.

With real rewards, in this way, the enthusiasm of workers can be mobilized to the greatest extent, and then R&D funds can be used rationally.

This was He Yuzhu's original intention.

However, Factory Manager Yang is his immediate boss after all, so it's no good to offend him.

If he gives him small shoes to wear, it will hinder him everywhere, and it will affect his future work to some extent.

Therefore, in order to stabilize Director Yang first, He Yuzhu had no choice but to give in first.

"Director Yang, you misunderstood me. When I said disbanding the research group, I didn't mean to eliminate the research group, but to set up a new department."

"A new department?" Director Yang was curious, "What department? Why didn't you tell the district chief?"

This kid is very slick, and he still has a hand.

"This idea was not mature before. Now that the district has mentioned it today, I am here to discuss with you the establishment of a research and development department."

Factory Manager Yang looked and looked, trying to see something from He Yuzhu's face.

However, He Yuzhu was very pious and his eyes were very sincere, so Director Yang let go of his doubts for the time being.

"You also know," Director Yang began to speak in an official tone, "The establishment of the R&D department is not a trivial matter, nor can it be decided by you and me. I still need to study it."

"In one, even if the preliminary plan is completed, a report must be written and reported, and it can only be established after being approved by the superior."

"However, don't worry about this matter. As long as it is for the development of our rolling mill, I will fully support it. In this way, you can write a plan first. There is no problem. I will report it to the superior."

At this time, he has to agree even if he disagrees.

Because He Yuzhu has Shangfang's sword, the district chief asked him to cooperate with He Yuzhu's work.

As long as it is proposed by He Yuzhu, he will unconditionally support it under reasonable circumstances.

However, this is not what Director Yang is most concerned about.

But he couldn't ask directly.

It can only be said that it is researching.

He Yuzhu knew that when Director Yang was not clear about this matter, he would not agree rashly.

Of course, he was clear about it, and this matter was beyond his control in the end.

However, He Yuzhu knew that this would definitely happen.

Because the metal valve he researched is the best proof for the leader.

……

He Yuzhu saw that it was getting late, it was almost noon, and he had to visit the orphanage in the afternoon.

He left Director Yang's office with his bag on his back.

He didn't go back to the compound, but went to Juxian Tower.

As soon as I arrived at the restaurant, I saw that the hall was full of people, and some guests came in and asked if there were any vacant seats.

There were six people, a large group of hula.

He Yuzhu hurriedly went over to explain, "I'm sorry, but if you don't mind, there is a small private room inside, just a little bit..."

"Small dishes are fine. We're here to eat Tan's food. I heard that yours is the most authentic?"

The man who spoke was not tall, with a black bag under his arm and a patterned shirt.

"Everyone," He Yuzhu said with a smile, "You are right today. The entire Forty-Nine City belongs to our family's most authentic family. My old man is the inheritor of Tan's family cuisine."

"That's good, let's taste the craftsmanship of your inheritors today."

Chapter 200

"Okay," He Yuzhu greeted loudly, "Guys, please come inside!"

He Yuzhu asked the waiter to take the guests to private room No. 6, and he went to serve tea himself.

After greeting, he went to the back kitchen.

"Old man, there are guests again, and you still have to burn a table."

At this moment, He Daqing was drinking tea with a teapot, and he had just sat down, and now he was busy enough to have time to drink.

Ma Hua was shaking a big spoon by the stove, "Boss, isn't the hall full? Why did this get out of another table?"

He Yuzhu said, "The people who come here come here for Tan's food, and they want to eat if there is no place. I put them in Room 6."

"Boss, this person is about to overturn the stage."

He Yuzhu nodded, feeling that what Ma Hua said made sense.

Because there are times when Juxian Tower is overturned, but it is usually on holidays.

However, this era is different from modern society. People's consumption concept is to go out to eat out only during the holidays.

After all, today's workers earn more than [-] yuan a month, and restaurants cost more than ten yuan, half a month's salary is gone.

At this time, most people's food and clothing problems have not been solved. Many families eat bran swallowed vegetables, and only the rich can enjoy eating out.

"Dad, the guests call for your dishes. After finishing this table, we will have a rest."

He Daqing is also tired after being so busy.

As a son, of course he knows the hard work of the old man.

It's just that the business is so good that people come here just because of their fame, and he can't be kicked out by the guests.

After drinking tea, He Daqing walked to the stove, "Mahua, help me, I'm starting to cook!"

"Okay," Ma Hua finished cooking the dishes in his own pot, poured them neatly into the plate, and Liu Lan quickly took them away.

Then Ma Hua swiftly started to serve the dishes, and the colored plates were chopping loudly.

He has changed from a chef to a second-hand cook.

Only He Daqing is worthy of a chef of MCA's level.

"Zhuzi, did you go to the district to meet the big leader this morning?"

While cooking, He Daqing did not forget to ask He Yuzhu about his visit to the district in the morning.

He Daqing was also absent-minded about cooking in the morning. He was worried that his son's reckless words would mess things up.

He Yuzhu grabbed a peanut in the bowl and ate it, "See you, we even shook hands. The big leader didn't show any airs, and asked me where my family is and how old you are."

"My son is better than me, and he has met high officials." The red flames reflected He Daqing's face.

"Boss, what's your boss like?" Ma Hua kept chatting while cutting vegetables.

He Yuzhu grabbed another handful of peanuts and said while eating, "It's the same as us, with two eyes and one nose, but it's still different from us ordinary people."

"What's the difference?" Ma Hua asked curiously.

"What's the difference?" He Yuzhu said, "The leader has a good brain, and others have wisdom. Otherwise, how could he be a leader."

"I'm not smart enough," Ma Hua laughed at himself, "I won't be able to be an official anymore, so I'll just spend my whole life around pots and pans."

"Stir-fried vegetables are good enough," He Daqing flipped the dishes in the pot up and down, "This kind of cooking also pays attention to knowledge, why don't you call it 360 lines, and you can be the best in every skill."

After talking, another dish was ready, and Liu Lan came over to serve the dish.

He Yuzhu chatted for a while, then went out to entertain guests.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when the last table of guests was sent away.

Every table is a mess of cups and plates, and there is a pile of rubbish on the ground.

The waiter began to clear the table, and He Yuzhu settled the accounts at the front desk.

Eleven tables were sold today, and each table ordered more than four dishes, including drinks, for a total of more than 300 yuan.

This is not the best, the best day, He Yuzhu sold more than 600 yuan.

In the kitchen, Ma Hua stir-fried the leftovers on the vegetable pier into a stew.

He Yuzhu told Ma Hua to add a dish for everyone, stir-fried spicy chicken.

"No boss, I just cooked a stew."

Since Ma Hua came to Juxianlou as a chef, from being passive and sabotaging to now treating Juxianlou as his home, the whole person has undergone earth-shaking changes.

When he first came, although he had friction with He Yuzhu, it was because he was not sensible.

Bewitched by Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li, she almost did something she regretted.