Ma Xuejun was shivering in the cold wind. When he saw Jiang Hua, he said excitedly: "Mr. Jiang, you are finally here. I have been waiting for a long time, but I am so cold."
Jiang Hua patted Ma Xuejun's little head. This kid was only eighteen years old after the Chinese New Year. He said with a smile: "Are you stupid? Just stand inside and wait. If you are freezing, you will be considered a work-related injury."
Ma Xuejun wiped his nose and said with a smile: "It's okay, I wear quite a lot of clothes. We men in the capital can still be afraid of this little wind."
"Go in." He waved his hand and said, "What are the third child and Zheng Tong doing?"
"Isn't it the end of the year? There is too much work to be done. Xinfadi needs to communicate well with the district and summarize the financial work. Mr. Wang also needs to make some work arrangements. He will be on duty during the Spring Festival and after the Spring Festival.
How to go about resuming work? One head is busy and two are busy."
Zhong Yuemin asked with a smile: "Why don't you share a little bit with your boss?"
Ma Xuejun said proudly: "I am in charge of everything today. From the venue to purchasing, hiring the cooks and arranging the prizes, I am all responsible for the allocation of seats."
Seeing such a big boy, Zhong Yuemin also praised: "Yes, this kid is quite capable. I will ask Zheng Tong to give you a bonus later."
Ma Xuejun said with a smile: "The money I earned this year is a little less than that of my brother. Now at home, I can forget about it. Mr. Wang has said that he will send me a big red envelope during the Chinese New Year."
The two people walked into the office under the leadership of Ma Xuejun. It was very busy with people coming and going. Lao San and Zheng Tong were both in the office, and people came in and out every two minutes.
Jiang Hua knocked on the door of Zheng Tong's office. Zheng Tong said impatiently: "Knock on what? The door is not closed. Come in directly. What's the matter?"
Jiang Hua didn't say anything. Zheng Tong looked up and scolded with a smile: "It turns out it's your grandson. You came just in time. I just drafted the development plan for next year. You help me check it and send it to the district the day after tomorrow."
Jiang Hua didn't answer, but said with a smile: "I'm here to eat and drink today, and I'm not here to help you with work. I also brought one more person here to eat and drink."
Zheng Tong saw Zhong Yuemin outside the door and said with a smile: "It turns out to be this guy Zhong Yuemin. He just happens to come in handy to help the third child re-plan the New Year's fleet schedule."
"You must let me come to your office. Feelings are hard work. I can help you look at this document, but I can't control Zhong Yuemin."
Zheng Tong said with a smile: "Just ask him if he still wants to drink alcohol and eat meat at night. If he doesn't work hard, there is no way for him to eat for free."
Just like that, the two brothers were arrested. Ma Xuejun made a cup of tea for Jiang Hua, and then disappeared from sight.
The two of them were busy until noon. The document in Jiang Hua's hand had already been circled with a pencil, and his own revision opinions were attached to the blank parts. I think Jiang Hua was also a good penman when he was in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
After reading through Jiang Hua's corrections, Zheng Tong said with a smile: "As expected of someone who has worked within the system. His report writing skills are much better than mine. Your change will make my development plan more interesting."
Zhong Yuemin also walked out of Lao San's office, covering his head, looking like he was overusing his brain.
"During the entire Spring Festival, only one-fifth of the fleet is on duty, and we have to take care of both the city and the outside. We can't delay the people buying groceries. Lao San, Zheng Tong, your drivers and masters are not allowed to work continuously, and the vehicle maintenance must keep up."
The third child said happily: "After all, those who have commanded thousands of troops are more organized than me, the second-hand swordsman."
Zhong Yuemin said with disgust: "If I had known this was the case, I wouldn't have joined in the fun even if I were killed. I would have gotten myself involved by eating and drinking."
Zheng Tong burst out laughing: "I'm not asking you to help me in vain. I'll give you a big red envelope later, and I'll toast you a few more glasses of wine after I'm done."
Zhong Yuemin said arrogantly: "That's what it should be. I'm a distinguished guest today."
This is not the first time that Weiya has been held. Ma Xuejun’s business has been particularly prosperous this year. In the 1990s, there was a saying that when the duck and fish meat are served, the turtle and the bastard will climb up.
Ma Xuejun realized it ahead of schedule. There were not only tortoises, but also a lot of seafood, palm-sized prawns, and big crabs. As for the chicken, duck, and fish, the table was full, and not a single vegetarian dish was visible. In the end, they even made an out-of-season dish.
The fruit plate is for everyone to relieve their tiredness.
"Do you have enough money to pay for this year?" Jiang Hua said with a smile: "The cost for this table is not low."
The third child said angrily: "You guys have been working hard for a year, but you still can't eat well. Our business has developed rapidly in the past two years. The brothers have worked hard. Let's treat everyone well at the end of the year. This
This is what we should share."
At the end of the day, a grand prize will be drawn, and Lao San and the others are even more impressive. They have color TVs, motorcycles, refrigerators, and washing machines, all of which are the most fashionable things on the market. After the meal, not a single worker said anything bad about the boss.
Zhong Yuemin watched the lively lottery draw. Every time a big prize was drawn, the workers cheered, and his little heart started to itch.
"Zheng Tong, can I participate in this lottery?"
Zheng Tong looked at the third child and then at Ma Xuejun: "Xuejun, are there many in this lottery?"
Ma Xuejun nodded and said, "I put in about ten more tickets to avoid losing the lottery tickets and making everyone unhappy."
"Sure." The third child praised: "You are becoming more and more mature and sophisticated in your work now. I will have to bear more burdens on you when work starts tomorrow."
Zhong Yuemin also ran to the lottery box to wait for the lottery. Zheng Tong and Lao San burst out laughing and high-fived each other in celebration.
Jiang Hua asked curiously: "What do you mean?"
The third child smiled and said: "Zheng Tong knows Zhong Yuemin very well and knows that he will definitely join in the fun. He just asked Xuejun to prepare a special reward for him."
"How can you guarantee that Zhong Yuemin will definitely get that special reward?"
The third child pointed at the spirited young man in charge of the lottery box: "Have you seen that young man? Do you think he looks honest and good-looking? This young man's favorite spare time activity is magic. Zhong Yuemin just drank so much wine. Deal with him."
That’s a matter of taking it very seriously.”
Jiang Hua asked with a smile: "What kind of prize have you prepared for Zhong Yuemin? Seeing that you are laughing so hard, I guess it's not a good thing."
Zheng Tong said cheerfully: "You will know it soon, just pay attention."
Finally it was Zhong Yuemin's turn to draw the lottery. Jiang Hua saw the young man squeeze Zhong Yuemin without any trace, and then gave him a hand, so Zhong Yuemin won the special prize.
