Siheyuan: from the Point That People Are Iron Rice and Steel

In fact, he had already decided to give his meal coupons to Liang Ladi when they were handed out.

This widow is not easy.

Although you see who is flirting with who, you can still stick to your original intention.

It's more difficult than her, even if they take the initiative to give it to her, she won't ask for it.

Nan Yi gave her the meal coupon, just pity her and her child, and nothing else.

Halfway there, a worker ran over to him and told him that Liu Feng asked him to go to the factory director's office.

He didn't think much, turned around and walked towards the office building.

......

After a few minutes.

Nan Yi walked into the office building.

When passing by the office of the chief of the administrative section, he overheard Chief Liu's disgusting words.

Curiosity stopped him for a moment.

After a while, Section Chief Liu's heart-wrenching cry came from the room.

Nan Yi couldn't help feeling agitated.

This Liang Ladi is really no trivial matter!

Really TM cruel!

"Liang Ladi, why are there nails on your shoes? Ouch, it hurts me! Ouch..."

At this moment, the voice of Section Chief Liu came, which was full of extreme pain.

Then came Liang Ladi's unbridled laughter...

"Ouch, it hurts to death! Liang Ladi, her toe is about to break off! Ouch..."

Should!

If you think about who is bad, you have to think about Liang Ladi.

A crazy woman, an lsp.

Nan Yi exhaled lightly and walked towards the factory director's office.

"Nan Yi is here, come in."

Liu Feng was sitting at his desk reading documents when he heard a knock on the door, looked up and saw Nan Yi standing at the door.

He grinned and pointed to the sofa opposite, "Sit, sit."

"Director Liu, do you have anything to do with me?"

Nan Yi was also polite, walked in, sat on the sofa, and asked.

"Is such that."

Liu Feng said, left his seat, walked to the sofa opposite Nan Yi, sat down, and asked:

"Nan Yi, what do you think we should do with this pig?"

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Chapter [*] This time, I have decided to eat Director Liu (please ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a collection, ask for flowers)

Hearing Liu Feng's words, Nan Yi smiled slightly and said lightly:

"What else can I do? Of course I killed it. Could it be that you still want to keep it?"

Liu Feng was stunned for a while, then he smiled and said:

"No, I mean what do you think of this pig?"

"How do you see it? You are still the director of the factory. Of course I saw it with my eyes. How else can I see it? Is it possible to see it with PI shares?"

"presumptuous!"

Liu Feng suddenly patted the armrest of the sofa and let out a low growl.

Now it was Nan Yi's turn to be stunned.

With God Vision on, he knew that Liu Feng was good-natured and good-natured.

That's why he dared to speak like that.

He also wanted to show his toughness, so that he could take the initiative when negotiating conditions with Director Liu.

Just thinking about it, Liu Feng suddenly showed a pleasing smile, sat beside Nan Yi, and said:

"Nan Yi, I know you're a good person, that's why I'm so patient, can you just tell me?

I have sent people to inform the various departments, and there will be a meeting in the afternoon to discuss what to do with this pig.

However, before that, I would like to hear your opinion, when will we kill this pig?How to kill?How to do it?

There are so many employees in our factory, but there is only one pig. There are more monks and less porridge. We have to make sure that everyone can eat pork, right? "

Nan Yi secretly laughed and said:

"Director Liu, this is your fault. I'm a toilet cleaner, so how can I know this?"

heard.

Liu Feng was stunned again, and then gave Nan Yi a blank look and said:

"Stop pretending, ah, you are the chef, who do you understand?"

"That was before, I'm cleaning the toilet now."

"Then go away. I don't believe that without you Nanyi, we can't eat this pig."

Liu Feng pointed to the door and puffed.

Nan Yi smiled, stood up and walked towards the door.

He knew that Liu Feng would come back to him after the meeting and discussion.

So he is not in a hurry.

Anyway, this time he decided to settle for Liu Feng.

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The machine repair shop, like the rolling mill where He Yuzhu works, implements an eight-hour workday.

Go to work at eight in the morning and leave at twelve.

Go to work at [*]pm and leave at [*]pm.

When Nan Yi used to be a chef, he was free and leisurely, as long as the food was ready.

For example, if you go earlier in the morning, after the worker has eaten breakfast, he can go to do other things.

As long as you don't delay making lunch, no one cares about what you want to do.

However, he is now assigned to clean the toilet.

Consistent with the commute time of the workers.

Two in the afternoon.

Nan Yi sat leisurely under the big tree opposite the toilet, drinking tea with an enamel water tank.

When returning home at noon, he entered the space and took a look.

The tomatoes are not fully ripe yet.

Watermelon is expected to grow well.

They have grown to a height of about ten centimeters.

The leaves are also starting to grow and differentiate.

Two of the watermelons were significantly taller than the other eight.

Xiaobai laid six or seven hundred eggs.

In this case, a hen can lay about [*] eggs [*] hours a day.

Ten would be six thousand.

He intends to exchange these eggs and tomatoes for money and buy ten more hens, as well as quails, ducks, geese, and so on.

He also intends to buy some piglets.

But this is a bit difficult, because there is no black market to sell it.

He hadn't figured out how to get Piggy.

If it weren't for the fact that his entire net worth was only a few dollars now, he would have gone to buy it at noon.

In fact, his home now has a lot of antique calligraphy and painting.

Just take one to a consignment store and you can sell it for hundreds.

But he would never do that.

He now has a system by his side.

Isn't it easy to get some money?

Those antique calligraphy and paintings are all good treasures.