115. Choose talent or choose son-in-law
Liu Jian was completely depressed.
Jiang Meimei held his evidence in her hand.
If those things are handed over to the factory discipline inspection commission, once the investigation is implemented, it will definitely not be a minor crime in this era.
When Liu Jian was running around with the gangsters, he had seen this inmate who went in. This man was almost guilty of his crime and was sentenced to ten years!
Now that Jiang Meimei has verbally promised him that she would receive a commission based on output value, there is no other evidence that can prove that she said this.
It seems that Jiang Meimei had already planned to dig this hole for him to prevent him from being disobedient in the future. Why didn't he expect it?
That's right, who is Jiang Meimei? Yao Yuan's sister-in-law. She is effortless to deal with a salesperson like Liu Jian who has just debuted. When you thrust your hips, he knows what you want to shit.
Playing with him, aren’t you just seeking death by yourself!
Liu Jian felt both frustrated and aggrieved. He did not follow the instructions of Meimei, did not teach his disciples, and did not say anything about Meimei, and he did not earn much money.
But if you teach your disciples, the master will starve to death sooner or later.
Jiang Meimei, I am loyal to you. I just want to earn two more money, but I don’t want to do it with you. Why are you so cruel and forcing me to the dead end?
The summer of 1980s was very hot. Liu Jian was upset and planned not to go home after work, and went to a restaurant by the side of the road to relieve his worries.
On the side of the road, there is only the public restaurant. No one wants to open a restaurant yet. Conditions do not allow it.
Liu Jian usually goes out for dinner and would rather go to the city than come to this broken hotel. It is too unhygienic.
The hotel is divided into two large rooms. The small one has a kitchen storage, and the large one has a few tables as a dining room, which is similar to the canteen in the factory.
The canteen is dirty enough, this restaurant is even dirty than the canteen!
Before the exercise, the hotel also had guest rooms in the backyard and many single rooms.
During the movement, working people are required to be equal, and the single room behind them is not allowed to open.
Later, everyone was equally poor and could not afford to go to a restaurant. Even if the single room was opened, no one came, so they stayed in the hotel staff and became homes.
Even the dirty tables in the front hall are rarely seen sitting and eating.
What do restaurants sell? The meatless buns are thick and long, and they are stuffed with teeth! The fire is burned all over, so the skin is left, so where is the meat?
Frying? Then wait. Come in at five o'clock and order two dishes. It will be nice to stir-fry it before six o'clock.
There are not many people who come to eat a day. There was no refrigerator or freezer back then. The restaurant prepared some vegetables and they were not all broken. If you want to eat them, you will buy them after ordering them.
Even if you have enough patience, you will finally buy the vegetables when you are waiting for the purchase, and you will not bring them to the table in front of you. You have to take the meal sign to the small counter.
The counter is dark and shiny, and it is so thick that it is so stuffed by the smoke from the kitchen cooking. If you scrape it with a knife, you will not be able to scrape the wood on the original counter even if you lighten it.
It’s just such an environment and such a service attitude. Not to mention that everyone has no money, they are rich. Who would like to eat? It’s unpleasant!
But in the distance, there is only a public restaurant. If you don’t eat, you won’t have any place to eat.
The factory got off work at 5:30 in the afternoon and Liu Jian left at 4:30. He went out for business and often went out, so he did not implement the workshop's license system.
He felt unhappy and didn't want to run far to the city, so he decided to grit his teeth and go to the restaurant for a meal.
You can't leave early. If you want to eat in that restaurant, you plan to eat at half past five, so you have to go order food at half past four.
I rode my bike to the hotel and it was only 4:45. I walked to the counter and looked at the recipe written in chalk on the small blackboard inside. Liu Jian asked for a slice of cucumber meat.
"No." The middle-aged waitress in a white coat at the counter responded very happily.
Liu Jian was so angry: "No, why are you writing on the blackboard without you?"
The waiter was quite reasonable and asked him: "It's time now. Are you thinking about the vegetable company having cucumbers at this time?"
Well, this is his fault.
"Then, have some spicy tofu."
"No."
"How come there is no tofu?"
"Sold out."
"Then what do you have?"
The waiter turned to the side and looked at the blackboard: "Blue pepper shredded potatoes, fried peanuts, these are the two."
"Okay! You're also called a restaurant! Is there any meat? Fry me a plate of meat?"
"There is meat, the chef who knows how to fry meat is back home, there is something to do at home."
"Hey! Where is the meal?"
“There are cold steamed buns.”
"The steamed buns are fine, can they be distilled?"
"What are you doing in the summer? Just eat it like that!"
You can get angry when you eat! If you are in trouble, you will get stuck in your teeth if you drink cold water!
The more unhappy Liu Jian felt, the more he wanted to take a few sips, and he could only suppress the fire that had already reached his throat.
"Okay, just two dishes, cook me a bottle of sorghum, two steamed buns, hurry up!"
He pulled out his leather wallet from the back pocket of his trousers, took out a ten-dollar bill from it, and slapped it on the counter.
The waitress brought the money over, found him change, handed him two meal cards, and said to him: "Go to the table and sit and wait, and I can cook it later and come and serve it myself."
After saying that, I went outside and called the chef.
It was hot, and the chef set up a small table under the shade of the tree on the side of the road to drink tea. The waiter went over and stood in front of him and said a few words. The chef then stood up lazily and waved to the store one step and three times.
The chef entered the small room and worked hard. At half past five, the waitress took a rolling pin at the counter and knocked on the counter, saying, "I'm fine, come and get the card to pick up the meal! Eat quickly, we'll get off work on time at 6 o'clock, and there's still half an hour."
Liu Jian wants to drink, where is half an hour enough?
He stood up from the table and muttered as he walked, "Just two steps away, why are you shouting? What other meal cards are you going to make? Can you be exhausted when you bring them to me?"
The waiter was also a veteran of quarrels, and immediately replied, "What I do is the rules of the restaurant. If you don't understand, please don't talk about it. Why should I take it to you? If you should do what you should do, you have to do it yourself! I'll take it to you, you are exploiting my labor. Look at you, you still want to be a capitalist, why do you exploit people?"
Liu Jian didn't want to break up: "Who wants to be a capitalist? What kind of service attitude do you have?"
As he spoke, Liu Jian had already walked to the counter and continued, "I came before five o'clock. You guys will get the dishes for me until half an hour. How can I finish eating in half an hour?"
The waitress immediately followed: "I don't have to stir-fry it when you order food, it doesn't take time? Your child in your month-old nest is breastfeeding. Half an hour is not enough? I think the service attitude is bad? If it's not good, don't come, it's not what I invited you."
Liu Jian almost burst into anger. Just as he was about to talk back, he saw the waiter cracking his mouth and laughing.
Liu Jian was scared and trembled.
Is this woman a bad thing? She looked dark just now, almost like a man who died. Why did she laugh with him in a while?
But he understood it randomly. The waitress was not happy at him, but behind him.
When he turned his head, a huge black shadow was already behind him at some point.
"Brother Shame, why are you here?" Then I heard the waitress's gentle greeting.
The visitor had a flat head, a big white vest, a big gray shorts, a pair of plastic slippers, thick eyebrows and big eyes, tall and strong, it was Yao Dasha.
Yao Yuan said to the waitress: "There are no steamed buns at home. Sister Liu, please give me ten firewood."
Sister Liu readily agreed and said, "Okay, if you are not in a hurry, just sit there and wait for a while. I will make it fresh for you, it will be cool and not delicious."
Yao Yuan said: "I'm not in a hurry, so thank Sister Liu!"
Sister Liu went inside and burned it. Yao Yuan then noticed the thin man in front of him, and then said in surprise: "Isn't this Liu Jian? Why are you here?"
Liu Jianzheng and Meimei had a quarrel, and they didn't want to pay attention to Yao Yuan. But they recognized him and had to say hello: "I'm having dinner here, silly brother, are you buying a firewood?"
Yao Dasha is also a celebrity near the mining machine. It turns out that everyone calls him "Dasha". Since he defeated Zhang Shuncai and was no longer stupid, no matter how old they are, they respect him "Silly Brother" when they see him.
Yao Yuan replied to Liu Jian in a casual manner and said, "Ah, it's hot, I didn't let my child's grandma steam buns by herself, so I'll buy two firewood."
As he spoke, Yao Yuan saw the dishes and wine that Liu Jian wanted on the counter, and asked, "What, are you drinking alone? Just right, I have something to ask you for, I'll have a drink with you for a few cups?"
Without saying anything, he shouted to the counter: "Sister Liu, what other dishes are there? Pick up the ready-made ones and serve them for me. I met a friend and ate them here!"
After saying that, I took the two dishes that Liu Jian wanted and sat at the innermost table.
By this time, Liu Jian couldn't say anything. Yao Dasha was in the mining machine, and even the gangster dared not provoke him, let alone Liu Jian?
He had no choice but to take the wine bottle and the two cold steamed buns on the plate, walked to the opposite side of Yao Yuan and sat down and asked, "Silly Brother, what are you asking for me?"
Yao Yuan took two tea cups in the enamel tea tray on the table, put one in front of Liu Jian and one in front of him, and then said, "Our brother drinks and talks."
Liu Jian was on the corner of the table and patted the iron bottle cap of the bottle of sorghum, pouring the wine into two teacups.
Yao Yuan picked up the teacup and took a sip, and the wine in the cup was gone.
Seeing that Liu Jian had drunk wine like him, and the two of them ate a few more bites of food, Yao Yuan then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and said to Liu Jian: "You are in the factory, just make me some things?" As he said that, he handed the piece of paper to Liu Jian.
Liu Jian took the paper and looked at the drawings on it. He had been working as a welder for several years and could understand some industrial drawings. When he went out to work, he had to contact the drawings, so he could still understand them.
It was a small pair of worm gears, a small box with a top cover, two holes with bearings, a small opening at the upper end, and a few small things.
Yao Yuan said, "You took it to the workshop and found someone to process these things for me. After processing, I will give you money. I don't have a mechanical manual for worm gear and worm parameters. I can't determine it. You ask the workers to calculate the size by themselves. It doesn't matter how many teeth are, just compare the transmission."
Liu Jian said, "Brother, you are joking, how can you ask for money?" Then he asked, "How good are you asking Meimei to do this? She is the boss of the workshop now, so she has the final say?"
Yao Yuan waved his hand and said, "It is because she is the director of the workshop that I can't bother her and destroy her image, right?
Chapter completed!