Teacher He of the Siheyuan

It means that as soon as Zhixin left, He Daqing began to arrange for people to serve the dishes. Chinese and Western dishes were served in the boxes on the second floor.

Wen Laiwa also sent two of her assistants to serve as waiters, delivering food with exquisite dinner plates!

A group of people were talking in the box on the second floor of the cafeteria. Secretary Xu sat at the head, several foreign experts sat on the right, and the leaders of the rolling mill headed by Li Xueqin naturally sat on the left.

The two groups were chatting and laughing happily. As the only person proficient in Russian, Secretary Xu was also the most senior cadre present. He was mainly expressing some opinions. Li Xueqin and others were responsible for nodding and applauding to enliven the atmosphere.

Wait until the dishes are served.

On the dining table in front of them, Western food and Chinese food are clearly displayed.

Secretary Xu signaled his subordinates to pour good wine with his eyes, raised his glass and said, "Today we have a gathering of Chinese and Western food, is Mr. Yefu satisfied?"

Yev's bearded man felt full of enthusiasm, "Secretary Xu, you Chinese people are very hospitable. I am very satisfied. I will try my best to adjust the machine well. Both Mao and China are Ula."

Secretary Xu said "China and Mauritius are Ula"

"Ulla"

"Ulla"

Li Xueqin was dumbfounded when he saw Secretary Xu.

Don't dare to neglect, hurry up and follow Ula and it's over!
In the kitchen, He Daqing was introducing Chinese cuisine to Wen Laiwa, and he talked about He Daqing's cooking skills. Who made foreign friends interested in He Daqing.

For the sake of the continuation of the friendship between the two countries, He Daqing never refused to come. "This is the big Seinfeld cake I made. In history, some people ate it and gained great strength. It is a food that brings people luck."

This lucky guy is Wu Song, one of the leaders of the gang involved in the middle of the Song Dynasty. If Wu Er hadn't eaten flying cakes and gained strength far beyond ordinary people, how could he have killed the tiger and killed Ximen officials? Swallowed.

So it is not a lie to say that flying pancakes are lucky food, but the chance of being lucky is so small that it can be ignored. Anyway, no one has won this prize since Wu Er died.

And Wen Laiwa, who likes food, heard that there is a story behind this cake, and immediately became curious, "He, I can't wait to try this magical flying cake."

The golden-yellow scones, exuding the tempting aroma of scallions, Wen Laiwa took the first bite, and immediately felt that she couldn't stop at all, mouthful after mouthful until she ate half of the scones in the washbasin. I also grabbed a handful of kimchi as a sauce, and then I burped in satisfaction.

"Comfortable"

He Daqing was stunned by this sturdy eating appearance, "Wen Laiwa, you ate at least three people's weight."

Be nice.

This appetite must be half of Wu Song's!
Looking at the empty enamel basin, Wen Laiwa's face suddenly became hot and red, and she quibbled, "He, the greasy cake is so delicious, it has been seducing Wo's stomach"

"But I'm a fair person. I ate the dishes you made, and now it's your turn to taste the dishes made by Wo."

He Daqing tried Wenlaiwa's signature dish steak, "Well, the taste is strong, the taste of the full-bodied beef is all in the meat, ten, I give this dish ten"

"Hey, don't be so proud"

At the critical moment when the two were having a very pleasant exchange, the bald Sifu broke in.

The two quickly separated and talked about food.

"Sif, why are you back?"

Sifu opened his eyes and looked around for a while, holding back his suspicions and said, "Wen Laiwa, the restaurant still has important guests to entertain this afternoon, should we leave?"

Wen Laiwa intends to stay and continue to exchange mysterious oriental delicacies, but facing this light bulb subordinate, she suddenly wants to give Sifu's big bald head a shot.

But in front of He Daqing, I still couldn't let go, so I could only sneer and pat the table to get up, saying "Got it"

Sifu was stared at by Wenlaiwa's stern eyes, his heart felt a little numb, and he said in fear, "Is this the Wenlaiwa I know, why is it so fierce?"

When the two of them walked away, He Daqing, who inadvertently looked back, narrowed his eyes, "Damn it, no way."

There was a palm-sized hole in the brick-built stove, and there were cracks around it, which obviously appeared just now.

The problem is that the stove was fine before noon, and vegetables were cut on it. He Daqing was present at the whole time, and only Wen Laiwa approached the stove during that time.

He Daqing squinted his eyes and smashed his fist on the other side of the stove. There was another hole in the stove that had been around for a long time. The punch just now only used half of his strength, but at least it had a force of hundreds of kilograms. This is all the power that he can only have by taking the Dali Pill produced by the system and the ancient Huaxia boxing method.

Wen Laiwa is a woman, it is impossible to have the strength comparable to a Hercules for no reason.

"Damn, the Big Seinfeld Cake has won the lottery"

"No, Wen Laiwa won the lottery"

Who should I ask to reason with this TM!
In the afternoon, He Daqing urged Yu Zhixin to dismiss Sun Fugui. Yu Zhixin originally wanted to delay, but He Daqing was not used to him, so he called Li Xueqin's office directly.

The bell rang for a while and Li Xueqin didn't answer it, but He Daqing picked up Yu Zhixin with one hand, and wanted to speak to the factory director's office.

Yu Zhixin was also afraid that He Daqing would embarrass the matter. If Li Xueqin turned around and kicked him, the personnel director, the gain would not be worth the loss. The expulsion notice has been written.

Of course, Li Xueqin's signature was still required for it to come into effect. He Daqing directly asked Silly Zhuzi to take the notice to the radio station, and publicly broadcast Sun Fugui's dismissal to the whole factory with a big iron loudspeaker.

The more than 1 people in the whole factory, whether they are working in the workshop or pretending not to be in the office, can all hear clearly.

Zhang San said in surprise, "Damn, Section Chief Sun was fired?"

Li Si also couldn't understand "it can't be fake, this is the leader"

Wang Weiqiang, who was sweeping the road, waved his broom and said disdainfully, "Hey, the expelled leader is a fart leader. Didn't you see that Factory Director Yang was dismissed? What kind of onion is Sun Fugui?"

"Tsk tsk, that's right, isn't your former personnel director, Director Wang, here to accompany us to sweep the streets?"

When Li Xueqin in the office heard the broadcast, he was once again shocked by He Daqing's arrogance. He dialed the phone directly to the HR director's office, and cursed as soon as he got through.

"Yu Zhixin, why was Sun Fugui's appointment and dismissal broadcast before I signed it? What do you do as the HR director? Did you get bitten by a woman?"

Yu Zhixin was also wronged, didn't you agree to this matter all morning, and besides He Daqing's posture of a man with one hand, who would dare to resist, but although he thought so in his heart, he couldn't say so.

"Director, this is what He Daqing forced me to do. I thought he took the notice to ask you to sign it. Who knew he was so bold as to go to the broadcasting station. Why don't I call Chief Fang of the Propaganda Department and ask?" ?”

Li Xueqin cursed "trash"

He hung up the phone.

After venting a bit, it seems that the anger is still hard to dissipate, and after drinking some wine at noon, the whole person is very angry.

It needs to be vented, otherwise the anger will hurt the body, how can I do it myself as the director of the factory!

So he picked up the phone and called out again, and then felt that the office was not safe, and it would be bad if He Daqing broke in, so after thinking about it, he went directly to a remote warehouse to put out the fire.