Liang Ladi's whole body suddenly trembled, her eyes were a little hollow, and she seemed to have lost her soul.
"Come, take a rest."
Li Weidong was startled, took off his tunic suit, spread it on the ground, and helped Liang Ladi sit down.
Liang Ladixiang was dripping with sweat and her hair was sticky to her scalp. She leaned on Li Weidong and gasped for air.
for a long time.
His pale face turned slightly bloodshot, and his eyes gradually became more alert.
"Brother Wei Dong, it's so hot. Is it going to rain?" Liang Ladi exhaled and said softly with a frown.
Li Weidong smoked a cigarette and smiled: "What does it have to do with rain? The way you played just now is still hot even in a snow nest."
"It's not all your fault."
Liang Ladi rolled her eyes, as if her sitting posture was uncomfortable, and turned around to face Li Weidong face to face.
There was a smile on her lips: "Brother Wei Dong, how much do I still owe you now?"
"Well, forty pounds of stick noodles, it will take four times to get rid of it." Li Weidong reached out and touched her face, and said with a smile: "Did you do it on purpose?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? I am a lesbian, how can I be deliberately taken advantage of?"
"That's not certain"
Liang Ladi's eyes wandered: "Oh, can't you pretend you don't know?"
"Why is there so much water on the ground?"
Before she finished speaking, Liang Ladi stood up suddenly, picked up the toilet paper and started cleaning it.
After some busy work, he got dressed and sat down next to Li Weidong again.
"Brother, I heard that the wages in your poverty alleviation workshop are higher than those of regular workers. Is this true?"
"As long as the average worker is sure, he can get more than 40 yuan a month, which is a little more than the formal workers below the third level, but not as much as you four-level workers."
As Li Weidong spoke, he paused, straightened up and looked at Liang Ladi: "Do you want to come to the poverty alleviation workshop?"
"With this idea, you also know that the current situation of our machinery factory is that I have not received full salary for more than half a year. I used to have some savings, but the children are not hungry. Even if they have to go to school, they have already owed the school two dollars.
The tuition for the year has been paid, and the class teacher from the school named Ran came to visit my home two days ago."
"That little girl is a kind-hearted girl. I fooled her away with just a few words."
"But, if we continue like this, it's not an option."
"Brother, if you have a free seat there, can you leave one for me?"
"Don't worry, I'm very capable."
Li Weidong gently held her shoulders and smiled: "I've seen what you can do just now."
"Bad guy, let me tell you something serious!" Liang Ladi spat.
Li Weidong smiled: "Yes, yes, let's talk about business. I think it's better for you to stay in the machinery factory."
"Do you still have a lover in the poverty alleviation workshop?" Liang Ladi straightened up, exhaled softly, and said softly: "Don't worry, I know my identity. I am a little widow, and I will not follow those
What the little girls are fighting over, I just want a way to eat."
As she spoke, Liang Ladi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and tears flashed in her dark eyes.
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No matter how old a woman is, she always likes to be jealous.
Li Weidong stretched out his hand to hold her head on his chest and smiled: "You are wrong. The wages in the poverty alleviation workshop are indeed high, but they are all temporary workers. The establishment of workshop leaders has long been full."
"If you go, you will definitely have to give up your status as a formal worker in the machinery factory."
"You also know how tight the quota of regular workers is now that the government is tightening staffing."
Liang Ladi rubbed against Li Weidong's chest for a few times, listening to the steady heartbeat, and nodded: "That's true. Take our workshop as an example. There have been no newcomers in four or five years. I'd better take my position.
That damn man’s class.”
"In addition, if the machinery factory can really understand the technology of the production line, it should be able to get a lot of orders with the production line, and it will definitely become prosperous again in the future."
Li Weidong said slowly: "Now that Deputy Factory Director Huang has been dismissed, according to Liu Feng's temperament, he will definitely clean up Deputy Factory Director Huang's people bit by bit."
"What does this have to do with me, a woman?" Liang Ladi was a little confused.
Li Weidong laughed and said: "What's wrong with women? Can't that person be a leader?"
"I'm just a young worker with a low level of education." Liang Ladi's eyes moved slightly, but she quickly shook her head.
What qualifications does a woman who graduated from high school have to be a leader?
Li Weidong said: "Gender is one of your advantages. In the leadership of factories in Beijing, female leaders are standard. The most common one is the director of the Women's Federation."
"Zhang Xiaohua, director of the Women's Federation of our factory, was promoted by Deputy Factory Director Huang. She seems to have just graduated from junior high school." Liang Ladi's eyes lit up.
"Yes, it is inevitable that Zhang Xiaohua will step down. You may not have a chance by then."
Li Weidong was not fooling Liang Ladi.
Liang Ladi has innate advantages.
First, she has a fierce personality and is suitable to be the director of the Women's Federation.
Second, her master is Master Zhang. Once the Weidong plate chain assembly line project is launched, Master Zhang's status in the machinery factory will inevitably increase day by day. In order to win over Master Zhang, Director Liu Feng naturally has to take care of Master Zhang's people.
It is an exchange of interests.
Moreover.
Li Weidong can think of this, the little widow Liang Ladi is so smart, she can naturally think of it too.
Just like a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier, a worker who doesn't want to be a leader is not a good worker either.
Every worker has a dream to be a leader.
Liang Ladi's mood suddenly became excited and she took Li Weidong's arm: "Brother, when the time comes, you have to help me and say a few nice words in front of Factory Director Liu Feng."
"Of course." Li Weidong nodded: "But... does this count as something you owe me?"
"Forget it!" Liang Ladi rolled her eyes, but she felt happy in her heart.
The two chatted for a while, and when the time came to noon, they left the warehouse.
The sun is shining outside and the birds are chirping and the flowers are fragrant.
Li Weidong thought about eating in the small canteen of the guest house, but was pulled away by Liang Ladi.
"Brother, today at noon Nanyi will have a cooking competition with the chefs from your steel rolling mill. They will definitely use all their skills and the dishes they cook will be absolutely delicious. Aren't you going?"
Li Weidong frowned slightly: "Didn't they compete in the morning?"
He clearly remembered that when he arrived at the machinery factory in the morning, Nan Yi was waiting for Si Zhu outside.
"What a shame, the two of them originally planned to hide in the cafeteria to compete in cooking skills. Who knew that the director of the cafeteria found out about this and criticized them both."
"Why?" Li Weidong was surprised.
"Think about it, the ingredients, seasonings, and charcoal fires they tested were from the canteen of the machine factory?"
"That's true"
"Director Liu, who is in charge of the cafeteria, figured it out and asked them to help the workers cook a big pot of food at noon to see who would win."
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Li Weidong called him a good guy in his heart.
Two "Imperial Chef Heirs" compare their cooking skills by making large pot dishes.
The more I think about it, the more strange it becomes.
However, in this era, large pot dishes are the mainstream, and only then can the chef's level be tested.
After all, even if you know how to banquet, it won't be of much use.
Thinking about it this way, this competition can be regarded as worthy of its name.
At this time, the workers in the factory had already got off work. The workers walked to the canteen in twos and threes with their lunch boxes, all discussing the competition.
"Then what are you waiting for? Let's go quickly."
As Li Weidong spoke, he strode towards the canteen.
Liang Ladi quickly followed behind and reminded: "Brother, where is your lunch box?"
".It seems to be in a guest house."
The canteen does not provide bowls and chopsticks, and without lunch boxes, there is no way to eat.
Li Weidong could only go back to the guest house and get a lunch box.
In this way, by the time they arrived at the cafeteria, Shazhu and Nanyi had already completed the competition.
The two of them were standing in front of the meal window, serving meals to the workers. From their expressions, it seemed that the outcome of the competition could not be discerned.
Liang Ladi whispered next to her: "According to the regulations, each worker has to take a spoonful of food in front of Nan Yi and Shazhu. After eating, if they feel which dish tastes better, they will take the chalk and put it in front of Nan Yi and Sha Zhu.
Write it down on the small blackboard at the door of the cafeteria."
Li Weidong turned around and looked, and sure enough he saw a blackboard at the door of the cafeteria. On the blackboard were written two names, "Nanyi" and "He Yuzhu".
There are a lot of horizontal lines drawn under the name, which should have been drawn by the workers who had the meal before. Judging from the number of horizontal lines, Nanyi should be in the leading position.
Good guy, let the workers vote to decide the winner or loser of the two. Director Liu, who manages the canteen, is also a talented person.
The dish in the basin in front of Nanyi is stir-fried white radish.
Seeing Li Weidong's arrival, Nan Yi, with a dark face and without saying a word, scooped up a spoonful of radish and put it in the lunch box.
"2 taels of meal tickets."
That arrogant look is really a bit hateful.
Li Weidong didn't fuss with him, gave him a meal ticket, and came to Shazhu with the lunch box.
The dish that Sha Zhu cooked was stir-fried Chinese cabbage. When he saw Li Weidong coming over, Sha Zhu's face lit up with joy.
"Brother Weidong, come on, I'll get you some more food."
"The normal amount is enough." Li Weidong handed the lunch box in and smiled: "Silly Zhu, how are you? Are you confident?"
"Of course! I, He Yuzhu, am the descendant of the Tan family's cuisine. The ancestor of Nanyi washed vegetables for the imperial chef. How can he compare with me!"
Since he couldn't see the situation outside in the cafeteria, Shazhu said confidently.
Two royal chefs competed. One cooked stir-fried white radish and the other stir-fried Chinese cabbage.
If the dishes in the previous palaces were like this, maybe those emperors could live a few more years.
However, after all, the two of them have skills.
Nanyi's stir-fried radish has a very light taste and a tender texture. The unique bitterness of radish is just right. It can be said to be a masterpiece among home-cooked dishes.
Shazhu's stir-fried Chinese cabbage is fragrant and sweet, crisp, tender and juicy, not inferior to Nanyi's at all.
The two simple dishes, Li Weidong felt were more delicious than the meat dishes in some state-owned restaurants.
While I was enjoying my meal, the originally noisy cafeteria suddenly became quiet.
Li Weidong held the bun in his hand and slowly raised his head.
I saw the workers eating in the canteen all turning their heads to look at the door of the canteen.
Following their gazes, I saw a figure in a white coat walking in from the outside.
Being stared at by countless eyes, there was no emotion on Ding Qiunan's cold and frosty face.
Like a white swan straying into a group of ugly chicks.
The chicken chirped and flapped its wings desperately, but it couldn't get the white swan to look back and smile.
But in this world, there is an animal called a hunter, and they are best at hunting white swans.
"Tch, isn't it just that you are younger, prettier, and older? What's so great about it?"
Liang Ladi looked back and whispered.
As she spoke, she glanced at Li Weidong uneasily, and saw that Li Weidong had already lowered his head to eat, and then felt a little relieved.
Ding Qiunan walked through the eyes, came to the cafeteria window, and handed out the lunch box.
"Comrade Chef, please order two or two dishes."
"Hi, okay, hi, okay." Nan Yi's face was red with excitement at this time. He took the lunch box, scooped out a spoonful of vegetables, and put it in the lunch box.
The lunch box, which was not big at all, was filled to the brim.
Those workers have long known that Nan Yi is a big licker, and they are used to it.
Silly Zhu was not happy anymore.
"boom!"
He threw the spoon into the rice bowl and glared at Nan Yi: "Nanyi, are you trying to cheat?"
"What? Master He Yuzhu, what do you mean, why can't I understand you?"
Nan Yi looked confused. If it had been in the past, he would have cursed loudly.
But his angel is standing next to him, well, he has to keep his grace.
Silly Zhu pointed at the full-pointed lunch box and said loudly: "Nanyi, stop pretending to be stupid. According to the regulations, each of us has a spoonful of food. Now you fill this lesbian's lunch box. She
You won't be able to taste my food. In this way, you will have one more vote than me. You look like a thick-eyed guy, how can you be such a thief!"
Nan Yi immediately couldn't laugh or cry: "Okay, okay, this vote is yours. When the results are tallied, I will subtract one vote and you will add one vote."
"What do you mean it's mine! I, He Yuzhu, am also the one who pees standing up. Do you want me to do it?" Silly Zhu was furious.
Nan Yi has always been a noble person, and when he speaks, he always gives people a condescending feeling.
Silly Zhu is a bastard who thinks he can't bear it.
"Then what do you want to do?" Nan Yi has also heard of Silly Zhu's reputation and knows that this guy is unreasonable.
If it really offends him, he will really dare to turn his face.
The little fairy was staring at her from the side.
Silly Zhu frowned and stared at the lunch box: "I, He Yuzhu, am not an unreasonable person. Let's let this comrade pour out half of the food in the lunch box, and then I will give her another spoonful. When the time comes,
Even if she voted for you, I have absolutely no complaints."
Hearing this request, Nan Yi was a little embarrassed.
He agrees.
The key is, does the little fairy agree?
The little fairy has always been aloof, which would make her throw away the dishes
Nan Yi was a little afraid to make this request.
What Nan Yi didn't expect was that Ding Qiunan hesitated for a while and smiled: "What this comrade from the steel rolling mill said makes sense. The most important thing in a competition is fairness. I will pour out the food right now."
As she said that, she looked embarrassed and bit her lips: "But wasting food is a bad thing. Why don't I share the food with other comrades."
The words were not spoken yet.
The urgent sounds of workers could be heard all around.
"Me me me."
"I wasn't full just now, and I want some more."
The workers raised their lunch boxes high, and some who had already reached the door turned back.
