Back to the 80s Machinery Factory

Chapter 227 A Failed Revenge
Although several people were angry about the interception by the machinery factory, the smiles on their faces were brighter than the spring sunshine.

Except for Wang Zhuo and a technician named Li, everyone else called him "Brother Chen" or "Brother Song" with such enthusiasm that it seemed as if they grew up wearing the same pants.

"The last time I saw you, you were driving for Deputy Director Yu. It's only been a few months, and you've become the workshop director!"

The group sat down, Wang Zhuo happily picked up the beer and poured it for Chen Luyang familiarly and naturally.

Chen Luyang held the cup in his hands and smiled, "It's all because our factory leaders took a liking to me and gave me this opportunity. Speaking of which, I have to thank Brother Wang. If you hadn't helped us last time and sent us scrap tires as raw materials, we wouldn't have been able to produce cars. We would have been completely dumbfounded."

Everyone at the table drank a few glasses and then started talking about business.

"Director Chen, I heard that you solved the problem of rubber frosting. This technology is very important to our rubber factory. Can you discuss selling us the technology and vulcanizing agent?"

"Well, we're producing car shock absorbers right now, and we have other production requirements, so the amount of vulcanizing agent is limited." Chen Luyang looked embarrassed. "But our factory does have some experience in rubber production technology."

Chen Luyang serves Wang Qingzhou, the cunning fox, every day, so he is very calm when facing the comrades in the rubber factory.

Putting down his wine glass, Chen Luyang enthusiastically introduced the production process of the workshop and the key points of vulcanization production in detail.

The meaning behind his words is the same - don't talk about whether the things are for sale or not, just consider it as making friends.

Seeing Chen Luyang so generous, Wang Zhuo and others felt embarrassed to talk to him about buying sulfiding agents at a low price.

It’s not that Chen Luyang is generous, it’s just that these things were taught to them by experts from the Renan Research Institute.

When the rubber factory returns to the Renan Research Institute, we will also know these things.

Fortunately, there is Song Liaosha, who travels frequently and is familiar with business practices.

"Section Chief Wang, I heard earlier that your factory was making rubber shoes. How is the production going now?"

"Don't even mention it. This batch of rubber shoes caused all the trouble for us. Some factory workers haven't been home for a week. They've been working around the clock."

Wang Zhuo said helplessly, "It's already the end of the year, and we haven't completed the tasks assigned to us by the department yet, and then this job fell on us. Now, I even dream about rubber shoes at night."

Chen Luyang climbed up the ladder: "It's not easy for everyone. We also want to help you solve the problem so that everyone can benefit. But now our machinery factory workers are also working late into the night, and everyone is counting on producing more parts, achieving more results, and having a good year-end New Year celebration. But..."

Chen Luyang changed the subject: "We can't just sell you the vulcanizing agent we bought, reduce the number of parts, and then let the workers scold us. We can't delay the workers' welfare!"

Otherwise, why would I ask you for things!

The overall welfare benefits in the workshop are similar.

Even if there are discrepancies based on performance at the end of the year, the welfare benefits are something that the workshop director has to fight for, and it has nothing to do with one or two parts.

Song Liaosha suggested, "Section Chief Wang, why don't you call your boss and ask? If you can give everyone in our factory a pair of rubber shoes and meet the workers' welfare needs, we'll sell the vulcanizing agent to you. It'll save you the trouble!"

"This is not easy to handle." Wang Zhuo's wine glass shook.

Before coming, he thought that the machinery factory would not be willing to sell the vulcanizer to him, and he also imagined what conditions the other party would put forward.

But he could never have imagined that these two people were actually planning to steal rubber shoes!
There are nearly ten thousand people in the entire machinery factory.

One pair of rubber shoes for each person? The rubber factory would lose a fortune!

Since it was difficult to handle, Chen Luyang and Song Liaosha did not force them. Even if the deal failed, they still had a friendship and could be considered friends.

but!

You can be kind and righteous to others, but you can’t treat that bastard who got Song Liaosha drunk!
Today, he will avenge his brother!!!

Chen Luyang looked happily at the monkey-like young man at the table, picked up the wine glass with his right hand and poured wine for him.

"Brother, this is the first time I'm drinking with you. I see you seem to be getting along really well, so I'll toast you first!"

The hairy monkey raised his glass happily: "Cheers!"

After they finished drinking, Chen Luyang poured wine for Mao Houzi: "Brother, good things come in pairs, let's go for another one."

The hairy monkey raised his glass happily: "Cheers!"

After they finished drinking, Chen Luyang poured wine for Mao Houzi: "Brother, they say three bowls is enough to make a post, how about we have the third one?"

The hairy monkey raised his glass happily: "Cheers!"

After they finished drinking, Chen Luyang put down the bottle.

He drank three cups in a row and had to sit down and drink slowly.

But this hairy monkey was fine and looked like nothing had happened.

Master...

This guy is a fucking master!!!
Chen Luyang accurately judged the strategic strength of both sides and finally decided:
This revenge doesn’t have to be taken!

Just when he was about to give up, the other side started to counterattack!

"Director Chen, this is the first time I'm drinking with you, I'm toasting you!"

Mao Houzi raised the bottle and poured the wine steadily along the wall of the glass, filling Chen Luyang's glass without any foam.

Chen Luyang's eyelids twitched slightly: "Fuck!"

After they finished drinking, Mao Houzi continued to pour wine for Chen Luyang: "Director Chen, you just said that good things come in pairs, let's go for another one."

Chen Luyang's lips trembled slightly: "Fuck!"

After they finished drinking, Mao Houzi continued to pour wine: "Director Chen, you just said that you can't finish your shift after three bowls. How about we each have the third cup?"

Chen Luyang clenched his trousers with his fingers: "Let's go!"

After gritting his teeth and drinking six glasses of wine in a row, Chen Luyang thought that it was over.

Before he even put down his glass, the monkey opened another bottle of wine:

"Director Chen, I think you and I seem to be particularly compatible. Can I toast you again?"

Chen Luyang's scalp tingled: "Come!"

……

vomit!
Ugh~

Vomit, vomit, vomit~
"Brother, you said you can't drink, why did you mess with him?"

Under the streetlight in Machinery Factory Hutong
Song Liaosha patted Chen Luyang on the back, looking speechless.

"Thank goodness this open space is big, otherwise our toilet would be filled with your vomit."

Ugh~
Ugh!

Chen Luyang was almost dying from vomiting.

"That fucking..." Chen Luyang raised his sleeve to wipe his mouth.

"I didn't know he could drink so much!"

"Besides, he poured me some wine, so I couldn't help but drink it!"

Chen Luyang is a person who cares about face.

There are so many people at the table.

Mao Houzi's toasts were in a series of styles, and Chen Luyang couldn't refuse for the sake of face!

If the rubber factory hadn't come to ask for help, and Wang Zhuo hadn't stopped them from forcing them to drink too much, Mao Houzi would have drunk him to death in minutes.

"How come that guy, who's so skinny, can drink so much?"

Chen Luyang's stomach hurt from vomiting, so he squatted on the ground and slowly recovered.

"Who said that? He didn't even go to the bathroom all night. I don't know where all the alcohol went."

Song Liaosha patted Chen Luyang: "Can you leave?"

"Yes, let me wait a little longer." Chen Luyang spat twice in discomfort, stood up and walked into the old restaurant, thinking of drinking some hot water.

Most of the people in the old restaurant have left.

Daxin was wiping the table and tidying up the stools in the house.

Seeing Chen Luyang and the other person staggering in, Daxin went into the kitchen, took out two cups, and brewed a cup of sugar water for each of them.

Chen Luyang drank some sugar water and felt his stomach was much better. He asked:

"How do you like the mung bean cake I brought you last time?"

Daxin said with disdain: "With such skills, you are still working at Songting Hotel? The mung bean cake you make is not as delicious as mine!" "It's indeed not as good as yours." Song Liaosha gave an extremely affirmative answer.

During the days he stayed in the hotel, he often went to get mung bean cakes to eat. He felt uncomfortable if he didn't eat three or four pieces every day.

But, we can’t say that the mung bean cakes at Songting Hotel are not delicious.

It is indeed delicious, but compared with Daxin’s mung bean cake, it is a little bit lacking.

"I also heard that the chefs in the provincial compound love to eat this mung bean cake! During the New Year and other festivals, the chefs in the restaurant will make some mung bean cakes to honor their chefs."

Song Liaosha described in detail the intelligence she had recently gathered.

"The chef at the provincial compound likes to eat mung bean cakes?"

Daxin's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Brother Chen, Da Song~ Do you think I can use mung bean cakes to impress the master chef and get him to teach me how to braise pork?!"

"It's a trick, but it's hard to say whether it works or not." Song Liaosha answered seriously.

"What's going on?" Daxin asked.

"First of all, you have to let the chef eat your mung bean cake."

Song Liaosha began to analyze seriously: "But, Master Chef can only eat mung bean cakes in restaurants."

"But the chef doesn't even look down on ordinary restaurants. He goes home after cooking at night and never comes to the restaurant for dinner."

Others may feel craving for something and go to the restaurant to satisfy their craving.

But what is the master chef greedy for?
People can do anything!

Daxin began to secretly encourage him: "Dasong, you know a lot of people, why don't you invite him to dinner one day? I'll pay for the meal, you just bring him over."

Song Liaosha touched her chin and said, “This task is a bit difficult. I have to tackle it head on.”

"Eh? Brother Chen, isn't your mother, Aunt Chen, from the cafeteria?"

"How about asking your mother, Aunt Chen, to treat the chef to a meal and bring him to the restaurant?"

"Get the fuck out of here!" Chen Luyang cursed so passionately that his saliva sprayed all over Song Liaosha's face.

His mother went out to dance, and Old Chen at home was jealous and unhappy.

If his mother invites another old man to dinner, Old Chen will be so furious that his whole family will be in turmoil.

"What should I do?" Daxin was at a loss. "How about I stop him on his way to and from get off work and give him the mung bean cake?"

Chen Luyang completely disagreed: "Going up the pole is not a good deal."

"Besides, if the master chef was walking down the street and someone suddenly rushed over and stuffed a mung bean cake into his mouth, would you dare to eat it?"

Looking at Daxin's distressed and confused face, Chen Luyang burped and said:

"It's a simple matter, it doesn't need to be so complicated."

"Go make some mung bean cakes and sell them in front of the restaurant."

"The chef saw it and didn't react the first or second time, but he would definitely come and buy it the third or fourth time."

Who doesn’t like eating cakes these days!
Besides, it is made in the old restaurant of the factory. Even if the chef doesn’t buy it, the workers in the factory will buy it when they see it.

"This is a good idea...but it's exhausting."

Daxin rubbed his chubby white hands gently.

Originally, he wanted to make a batch first and give it to the chef when he arrived.

But if he follows Chen Luyang's method, he has to be prepared for a protracted war.

Every day I have to prepare food and cook, and also make mung bean cakes.

"Actually, you don't have to be so tired." Chen Luyang gave another solution.

"Scarcity makes things valuable. If you can buy them every day, they're not valuable. You only need to sell them once or twice a week."

Daxin was worried: "Only once or twice a week? Is that okay?"

Bie Huitou finally managed to lure the master chef over, but in the end all the mung bean cakes were sold out.

Then wouldn't all his efforts have been in vain? !
Chen Luyang sighed: "You, your way of doing things is like stewing beans. You are so impatient!"

“You can only catch big fish if you cast a long hook!”

"You want someone's specialty, and he's going to teach you just by eating a piece of mung bean cake?"

"You have to make sure he wants to eat it but can't, wants to buy it but can't, and can only enjoy the mung bean cakes you make."

"In the end, the chef even tried every possible way to teach you how to make braised pork!"

"Oh my god, Brother Chen!" Daxin had an expression of enlightenment on his face.

"One sentence can wake up the dreamer!"

"How come you are so resourceful!"

When Daxin got excited, he slapped Chen Luyang on the back with his palm.

“Fuck…!”

Chen Luyang couldn't hold it in and almost spit out the little bit of sugar water he had managed to drink.

The next day, Daxin’s mung bean cake Shui Lingling was successfully launched!

He got a large wooden board from somewhere and wrote the three words "Green Bean Cake" on it in bright red paint.

Since the old restaurant had never sold cakes, and the mung bean cakes were freshly made.

It immediately attracted a lot of people's attention.

Song Liaosha even brought a few brothers from the mail room and security department to show their support. In less than a short while, the whole basket of mung bean cakes was sold out.

"Making mung bean cakes is quite profitable! I made over 8 yuan in just a short while."

Daxin counted the money with his head down. He really didn't expect that the mung bean cakes would sell out so quickly.

"I thought this basket of mung bean cakes wouldn't be sold out until after get off work in the evening."

Daxin was a little tempted: "Dasong, do you think I should make another batch this afternoon and sell it in the evening?"

"Sell your sister!" Song Liaosha gnawed at the mung bean cake and cursed, "Have you forgotten what Brother Chen said? Play the long game and catch the big fish!"

"I'll go back to the factory and promote your product so everyone can come and buy your mung bean cakes."

Daxin was grateful to Song Liaosha: "Dasong, thank you!"

"What's there to thank me for? When you learn how to make braised pork, we can also take advantage of your time and eat it whenever we want. By the way..."

Song Liaosha instructed: "Next time when you make mung bean cakes, make me a few more so I can bring some for Nata and Wasi."

"No problem!" Daxin agreed happily.

"And our factory director! Don't forget to send him a few when you're done." Song Liaosha kindly reminded.

"Will the factory director look down on my mung bean cake?" Daxin felt a little scared.

Every time the factory director came to the restaurant to eat, he would treat everyone to a table full of delicious food.

Would he be happy to eat things like mung bean cakes?

"Why do you care whether he wants to eat it or not?"

Song Liaosha pointed out: "If he doesn't eat, there's still his little grandson!"

"As long as my grandson likes to eat it, that's fine!"

"Oh, Dasong! No wonder you have a good brain!" Daxin slapped his thigh angrily.

"I'll make another batch tonight and send it to Director Wang, and then to you and Brother Chen's home."

……

(End of this chapter)