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Chapter 130 Hard Stubble

There was still some inconvenience outside. The water in the thermos bottle was not enough. Afterwards, Ji Shaobei went to the front desk to ask for hot water.

When he asked for hot water in the middle of the night, the hotel proprietress smiled as she poured it for him.

Ji Shaobei was embarrassed by the laughter, but his skin color was dark and his blushing was not noticeable.

Back in the room, the two simply tidied up.

Gu Jinyao said: "It's so late, I have to get up early tomorrow."

Ji Shaobei: "The bus back to town leaves in the afternoon, so you can sleep a little longer."

"Who said I'm going back?" Gu Jinyao's lips curled up slightly, "I plan to make all the remaining things tomorrow and sell them at the gate of your factory. What do you think?"

Gu Jinyao felt that it was a pity that the people in the machinery factory did not get to eat her rice krispie treats, and she also wanted the reneging factory director to see whether her rice krispie treats were better or Wei Guang's.

Gu Jinyao did what he said, and took his people to make the rest the next day. In the afternoon, when the commendation meeting in the factory was about to end, he sold it.

In this era, the private sector has just been opened up, and there are not many people setting up stalls. As long as they don't occupy the road, no one will care about it.

Zhao Xiaogang and his two aunts set up a table on the roadside and started selling.

Before the people from the machinery factory came out, a group of passers-by were attracted.

They set the price the same as usual in town.

When everyone heard the price, it was expensive, really expensive.

But their food smells really good.

I got a small piece to try. After everyone tasted it, they thought it was OK and it was very good, so they bought it.

People in the city are relatively well-off, and those people are quite generous with their purchases, buying by the pound or by the pound.

When the people from the machine shop came out, they had bought a batch of things.

The first person who came over smelling the fragrance was Old Man Lin. He asked Zhao Xiaogang, "Is this made by Ji Shaobei's lover?" He smelled it.

Zhao Xiaogang: "Uncle, have you eaten it?"

Old man Lin nodded, "You are not going to give me a New Year's gift this year, why didn't you come?" He has already received the New Year's gift from the factory. It is a big gift box that looks shiny, but there is nothing in it, only a few pieces of chicken cake.

Two apples.

What the hell are they posting? It’s worse than ever.

The rice krispie treats that Old Man Lin cherished so much were just gone. He had promised his grandson that he would take them back to him to eat.

Everyone knows about the machinery factory's breach of contract.

Zhao Xiaogang said: "I don't know about this. You have to go back and ask your leaders. These things were originally prepared for you, but when we were preparing to deliver them, you didn't want them. We decided to go to another store, otherwise we wouldn't take them out.

Sold. It’s so cold today.”

When Old Man Lin heard this, he was embarrassed. It was their fault for being in love.

Old man Lin asked for five kilograms in one breath, and he actually went to find Director Zhang while carrying the things.

He has worked in the factory for so long, and he and Director Zhang were also brothers in bunk beds, so he could ask questions that were difficult for others.

Old man Lin was so aggressive that Director Zhang thought there was something big going on, but the sound of Rice Krispie Treats hurt him.

He hasn't explained this matter to Ji Shaobei yet.

Director Liao didn't want to pay, and Ji Shaobei refused to give up. He was like a sandwich biscuit, getting stuck left and right.

"Brother Lin, this matter is really not my problem. Although I am in charge of this matter, there are people above me who are not."

Director Zhang frowned and felt helpless.

Old Lin complained. He knew it was Factory Director Liao's problem, so he didn't dare to make a fuss, but he spread the word about it.

At this time, at the entrance of the factory, the rice krispie treats stall was already bursting with activity.

Everyone huddled together with their money. At first, some people tentatively tried a piece before buying it. Later, people from the printing factory next door came out and bought it without saying a word.

They distributed this in the factory yesterday. It's delicious. It's so delicious that it kills me.

After taking the things back and dividing them among the whole family, everyone still felt that they were not enough and asked around where they could sell them.

I heard it was specially made, but it was a pity.

Unexpectedly, after get off work in the afternoon, someone would set up a stall.

Everyone swarmed around him, fearing that it would be too late.

While Zhao Xiaogang was collecting money, he asked people not to be crowded and to queue up. They were still working on it and would pull them over soon.

Fortunately, the things have been packed in advance. If I had to weigh as much as I wanted in town, I would be really busy.

When people from the machinery factory saw people from the printing factory robbing, they didn't care and followed suit.

I grabbed it later and had a taste.

Oh, no wonder, it’s such a good thing.

There is a rice krispie shop selling rice krispie treats at the entrance of the factory. They are so delicious!

This incident spread from one person to another, and soon everyone in the factory came out.

Previously, everyone was disgusted when receiving New Year gifts, and they were too embarrassed to bring such things home.

There are fresh products now, and everyone wants to take some back for the children to try.

The rice krispie treats in the small courtyard were pushed out one cart at a time, but in the end there was still not enough for everyone to share.

The people in the printing factory were happy. They distributed it in the factory yesterday and bought it outside today, which can satisfy their appetite again.

The people in the machinery factory were not happy, and many people did not buy it.

Later, when I saw Zhao Xiaogang closing up his stall, I asked him when he would come again.

Zhao Xiaogang: “I definitely won’t come this year.”

Everyone felt pity for a while, and when they got together for dinner, they felt uncomfortable talking about this year's New Year's gift.

Later someone said that the New Year's gift was originally the rice krispie treats at the door. It was agreed upon, and this gift box was temporarily changed for the boss.

What!

Is there still such a thing?

So why don’t you want something delicious? Make up such a beautiful but useless gift box at the last minute!

Have they never eaten chicken cakes or apples?

For a while, people in the entire cafeteria were complaining, saying that now that the reform has been implemented, the higher-ups are asking to increase production. The factory is so profitable that they won't even give them two pieces of candy. What do those in charge think?

Then I started to dislike the food in the canteen because it didn’t have enough oil and water, and the food was unpalatable. It was far inferior to the printing factory next door.

In the past, people in the printing factory envied them because they worked overtime and could earn more money. At the end of the year, it was their turn to envy others.

Director Zhang had been thinking about breaking the contract in the office and didn't even attend the dinner party. After checking the time, he almost planned to go to the cafeteria to fill his stomach. He found that many people were looking at him along the way. The looks were uncomfortable. It always felt like he was

It's like owing someone else something.

He asked someone about it and finally found out. It turned out that word about the rice krispie treats had spread, and Ji Shaobei's wife had taken the goods to the factory gate and sold them, but they were all robbed.

He also tried the rice krispie treats back then and they were really delicious, so he didn't blame others for feeling unhappy.

Director Zhang sighed, ate a few mouthfuls of food in a hurry, and prepared to go to Factory Director Liao. He still had to pay liquidated damages to others. Although Ji Shaobei was only a driver in the factory, he was a tough guy.

Director Zhang was heading to the office, but before he arrived, a clerk ran over panting.
Chapter completed!
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