The booming era begins with the director of the Propaganda Department!

Chapter 422 The person in the dream!

"That bastard Cui Dake doesn't do good things. He shouts slogans all day long, but in reality he does all kinds of sneaky things... Ever since he came into the scene, I thought he wasn't a good person. At that time, I beat him up a lot in the canteen of the machine repair factory.

The most hateful thing is that he became the leader of the machine repair factory. How can you seek justice? If you, a girl, stay in the machine repair factory, you will inevitably be bullied by him again.

So, I'm thinking that you should come with me to the peeler factory. Our factory produces products only for foreign trade. We have few orders, little business, few people, and simple interpersonal relationships.

The most important thing is that the factory manager Zhang is a good person. He hates this kind of abuse of power to bully others. Under his leadership, no one in the factory dares to be like Cui Dake... Working in our factory, the working atmosphere is much better than that of the machine repair factory."

In order to persuade Ding Qiunan to work at the peeler and grater factory, he tried his best, praising the peeler factory from every angle, and finally even dragged Zhang Shenfei out.

Ding Qiunan frowned and listened to him quietly without saying anything.

Nan Yi became anxious when he saw this. He had talked so much that his lips were worn out, but why didn't the other party react at all?

"No, Doctor Ding, I'm telling the truth. I sincerely invite you to work in our factory. You have to say something whether you agree or not, right? Otherwise, I'm not a worm in your stomach, how can I know what you are thinking?"

As he spoke, he was still secretly complaining in his heart that Ding Qiunan was better than Liang Lati in every way except for one thing.

That is, you never say anything nicely and always make people guess.

Look at Liang Ladi. She says whatever she wants to say, never equivocating, and is very clear and concise.

Because of this, I always feel particularly relaxed when I am with her.

What a pity... What a pity that Liang Ladi is not only a widow, but also has four children...

The two can only be a couple in love for a short time, but cannot really get married.

If you want to get married, you have to find someone like Ding Qiunan.

Ding Qiunan poked the food in the lunch box with a spoon, but did not eat it. She was just pondering in her mind.

She is not usually a shy person, but Nan Yi came here with good intentions this time, and it would not be nice to refuse directly, so she remained silent.

After thinking for a moment, Ding Qiunan looked at Nan Yi again and said slowly: "Then, what did I really say?"

"Just say it." Nan Nanyi urged her.

"You don't think I'm ungrateful and angry, do you?" Ding Qiunan spoke again.

Well, that means he doesn't plan to go to their factory, Nan Yi thought to himself. His hopes were dashed. He sighed, "I'm not angry."

Ding Qiunan was relieved now. He put down his lunch box and said seriously, "Master Nan, I know you mean well. But I am used to working in the machine repair factory and don't want to change factories."

This is not a good reason.

Seeing that Nan Yi was trying to convince herself again, she hurriedly said, "You're right, Cui Dake is indeed not a good person, but I just need to avoid him. I don't believe that he dares to do anything to me in broad daylight.
If he dares to do anything to me, I will go to the factory union and sue him! Anyway, I will never allow myself to be bullied, so I appreciate your kindness."

In fact, there was another reason why Ding Qiunan rejected Nan Yi's proposal, which he did not say.

That is, if I really went to the peeler and grater factory, I would owe Nan Yi a favor.

The relationship between the two will no longer be equal, and by then, who knows what he might do like Cui Dake.

Even if Nan Yi didn't do anything, if the two of them became close, her parents might try to match him and Nan Yi up.

Ding Qiunan knew that she was already at this age and was considered an older leftover woman by everyone.

Not to mention how outsiders view me behind my back, my parents are already extremely anxious.

During the difficult period last year, just because Cui Dake rushed to their house and gave them some food, her parents insisted that she be with Cui Dake. If she had not refused, the two of them might have even received their marriage certificate by now.

Thinking of this, Ding Qiunan sighed again.

The stunning glimpse I had outside the factory a few years ago came to my mind again.

At that time, the machine repair factory was recruiting medical staff. She came to apply for the job. While reading the notice, she passed by a man.

Although the two met for only a minute, the image of that man in her mind could no longer be erased.

Later, he successfully entered the infirmary of the machine repair factory, always hoping to see the man again. He would always observe him when he was getting meals or walking in the factory.

But it was strange that the man had never appeared since their first meeting.

Ding Qiunan's heart went from expectation to disappointment, and then to despair. She even thought that maybe the man was not from the machine repair factory at all, and maybe he just came to the factory to look for someone.

But, if that were really the case, how could she find him in such a huge city with so many people?

So, I can only stay in the machine repair shop and wait...

The only thing left in my mind was one last fantasy: if the man went to the machine repair shop to look for someone last time, maybe he would come here to look for someone again in the future? ?

Ding Qiunan also knew that her thoughts were ridiculous, so she never told anyone about her thoughts, not even her own mother.

Sometimes, when Ding Qiunan thought about how he had been waiting firmly for the other person, waiting for that illusory person whose whereabouts he didn't know, he felt that he was quite ridiculous.

Seeing that Ding Qiunan could not be persuaded, Nan Yi was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. In order to thank Zhang Shenfei for his help, he had offered to treat him to a meal.

Now it's like this, how embarrassing!!!
After thinking about it, he finally decided to try again, so he told Ding Qiunan that he would invite Director Zhang from the factory to dinner tomorrow night, and asked Ding Qiunan not to be so firm about whether to agree or not, and to think about it carefully when they had dinner together in the evening.

"I'm not good at talking, and I can't compare to our factory director... Anyway, let's have dinner together tomorrow night. If you still feel it's not enough by then, I will definitely not bother you anymore." He said at last.

Things have come to this point, if he doesn't agree, it would be a bit unkind, so Ding Qiunan thought about it and agreed.

Nan Yi and Ding Qiunan agreed that he would pick her up at the auto repair shop after get off work tomorrow, and then he left.

the other side,
Zhang Shenfei returned to the courtyard carrying the soup that Nan Yi had specially cooked for him.

As soon as he arrived at the factory gate, he ran into Sha Zhu, who was carrying a net bag with two lunch boxes after get off work at the steel mill. "Hey, Brother Dafei, why are you holding Nan Yi's lunch box?" Sha Zhu looked at what Zhang Shenfei was holding and asked curiously.

Zhang Shenfei raised his eyebrows and asked in the same curious tone: "How do you know this bucket belongs to Nan Yi? There's no name engraved on it."

Although Sha Zhu and Nan Yi are friends, they do not work in the same factory. Also, since they are both cooks, they do not have many opportunities to meet each other. They should not be so familiar with each other that they even recognize each other's lunch boxes.

Sha Zhu chuckled and said with some pride: "Didn't a family in Dongzhimen hold a wedding banquet some time ago? They invited many guests and set up many tables. One cook couldn't handle it, so Nan Yi and I went there together.

After the dishes were cooked, Nan Yi used this rice bucket to serve the hot and sour soup... Hei, I have to say, that family was really well-off, and the banquet was also well-organized. I packed four boxes of food and brought them back! Nan Yi also ate a lot with Liang Ladi, the young widow, and their children.

Uncle, is the rice bucket filled with soup too?

When Sha Zhu said this, his expression was very calm, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all because the two of them went to help in the kitchen to steal vegetables.

No, in his mind, this wasn't stealing at all.

How can a cook's work be considered stealing?
Zhang Shenfei had long been accustomed to his self-righteous attitude, so he didn't say anything.

On the contrary, when Sha Zhu saw that he had tacitly accepted that it was Nan Yi's rice bucket, he became even more curious: "Second Uncle, what good stuff is in your rice bucket?"

Sha Zhu has always been very confident in his cooking skills and always feels that he is very awesome.

If he were asked to say who in Sijiu City was a better cook than himself, he would willingly admit defeat to Nan Yi.

Zhang Shenfei is the director of the steel rolling mill. If he asks Nan Yi to make some stir-fried food for him and bring it back, it will definitely be delicious.

So at this time, seeing that Zhang Shenfei refused to tell him what was in the rice bucket.

Sha Zhu sincerely invited Zhang Shenfei to his home for dinner.

"Uncle, our factory leaders are having a reception today, and my two lunch boxes are full of goodies... Why don't we put the food together so you can taste it and see if my cooking skills are better, or if Nan Yi's food is more delicious?"

How could Zhang Shenfei not see what was going on in his mind? Knowing that Sha Zhu just wanted to try Nan Yi's cooking skills, he hesitated for a moment before agreeing.

"But, Nan Yi brought me quite a lot this time. I'll go home first and give half to my grandma and Xiao Zao. I'll bring the rest to your house and we'll go together."

"Oh, that's great. We still have some white flour buns that I added yesterday. I'll heat them up on the stove first, and we'll eat them together later. Plus, there's a bottle of white wine I got from Xu Damao last time. We'll have a good meal today." After saying this, Sha Zhu happily went back to the courtyard with his net bag.

The steamed buns have to be served first. The two dishes I brought are both meat dishes. Although Da Fei’s portion didn’t mention it, it is definitely a meat soup as well.

So I have to make two more vegetarian dishes when I get home, otherwise it would not be nice to just eat meat dishes.

Zhang Shenfei followed Sha Zhu and walked slowly into the courtyard. As soon as he reached the front yard, Yan Bugui came to greet him: "Hey, Director Zhang, is Nan Yi giving you something today?"

Ah, this...

Noticing Yan Bugui's gaze on the lunch box, Zhang Shenfei touched his nose awkwardly, and asked curiously, "Uncle Yan, how do you know that the lunch box I'm holding is Nan Yi's?"

If you say that Shazhu and Nanyi were both cooks and moved to the kitchen together, it would be fine if they were acquainted as gluttons.

But Yan Bugui and Nan Yi should have no relationship at all, so how could he recognize that the other was a good-for-nothing?

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui laughed: "Didn't you co-host your wedding with Xu Damao a few years ago? At that time, the chef you hired was Sha Zhu, and the chef Xu Damao hired was Nan Yi..."

At this point, Yan Bugui pointed at the lunch bucket in Zhang Shenfei's hand and said, "I noticed that Nan Yi was holding this lunch bucket at that time... You know what, Nan Yi is just like me, he cherishes things very much. He has used this lunch box for several years, and it is still the same as before."

Even though such a long time has passed, he still hasn’t forgotten it!! Teachers have such good memories!! It’s all about using your brain!!

Huh? ? ? Zhang Shenfei opened his mouth in surprise: "No, Uncle Yan, my wedding with Xu Damao was seven years ago, right?? It was just a glimpse of me at that time, and you still remember me after so many years???"

"Of course, I have a good memory." Yan Bugui's eyes showed a hint of confidence.

In fact, it was because he saw Nan Yi coming to help in the kitchen and bringing a lunch box to carry leftovers. He was so jealous at the time and regretted that he did not learn to be a cook back then, so he ate less leftovers. That's why he was so impressed by this lunch box.

Of course, there is no need to tell Zhang Shenfei the reason.

Zhang Shenfei gave a thumbs up and said, "Uncle Yan, you are so good at this. If you don't become a teacher, who will be a teacher?"

"Hey, what's so good about being a teacher? The ration is lower than that of a worker, the income is less than that of a worker, and you can't even take leftovers like a cook. It's said that people in ancient times looked down on teachers..." Yan Bugui sighed, "It is said that after liberation, the people stood up. Dafei, when do you think we teachers will usher in spring?"

Zhang Shenfei glanced at him and encouraged him, "It will be there soon. Just be patient and be a good teacher. Maybe in a few decades, your profession will be the most popular."

He was not doing this for no reason. He was just trying to tease Yan Bugui and amuse himself.

Decades later, teacher is indeed the most popular profession, and one-on-one tutoring can often earn hundreds of dollars an hour.

Not to mention, there are also those students' parents who give gifts and things.

Yan Bugui didn't expect Zhang Shenfei to say anything. He just thought of this and complained a few words.

After the two separated, Zhang Shenfei returned home, opened the rice bucket, poured out half of the soup and heated it up.

The room was filled with fragrance when the heat was halfway through. Grandma Zhang walked into the kitchen holding her pipe and said, "My dear grandson, what delicious food did you make? Why does it smell so good?"

"This, this is what Nan Yi gave me. He said it was made with many good things, all of them are the essence. Use this soup to dip your steamed buns in when you have dinner tonight, and I guarantee you can eat one more steamed bun!!" Zhang Shenfei said as he scooped up a little soup with a spoon and let their old lady taste it.

The old lady shook her head: "It's so dirty to use a spoon, bring me a bowl."

If the spoon she had drunk from was put back into the soup, wouldn't it be the same as the whole family drinking her leftovers?

"Hey, we don't dislike you as an old lady, but you are quite troublesome." Zhang Shenfei complained casually while taking a bowl and scooping a spoonful of soup for the old lady.

The old lady blew air along the edge of the bowl, then took a sip and squinted her eyes in enjoyment: "Fresh, really fresh, one sip can make you swallow your tongue."

(End of this chapter)