The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

When Liu Minghui saw He Daqing's anxious look, he was immediately amused and couldn't help but think of teasing him.

"Hey, Uncle He, why don't you just stay at home and enjoy your life? You're old now, and Zhuzi can support you."

Liu Minghui's words sounded like thunder to He Daqing, who thought there was no hope for him to get a job in the factory.

He Daqing suddenly became anxious and asked hastily, "Hey, how can this be done? I am not yet unable to move, so I don't need a pillar to support me."

"Why don't you go and talk to me again, at least let me show you my skills first, maybe the leader will agree."

Seeing He Daqing's anxious look, Liu Minghui burst into laughter.

Liu Minghui stopped teasing and quickly explained.

"Uncle He, I was just teasing you. The boss asked you to cook a few dishes at noon. You have to show your best cooking skills. Deputy Director Li will come to eat at noon."

He Daqing didn't get angry after hearing this, but instead breathed a sigh of relief.

"You, my old bones can't stand the ups and downs. Okay, bring the leader over at noon, and I have to show off my skills."

"Zhu Zi, take me to the warehouse. I want to see if there are any ingredients that can be used."

As He Daqing said this, he asked He Yuzhu to take him to select ingredients.

"Master, let me take you there."

Without waiting for He Yuzhu to answer, Ma Hua volunteered to speak.

After all, he had seen that He Daqing was his master's father, which made him his master's master. He had to serve him well.

He Daqing looked at Ma Hua and realized that he was He Yuzhu's apprentice. He nodded and signaled Ma Hua to lead the way.

At noon, He Daqing really prepared a table of food, including four dishes and a soup, for Li Huaide and Liu Minghui to eat.

Li Huaide was very happy after eating this.

Because He Daqing's cooking skills are better than He Yuzhu's, and now he has one more chef to cook for him, how can he not be happy.

"This He Daqing's craftsmanship is quite good, quite good."

After the meal, Li Huaide put down his chopsticks and spoke to Liu Minghui with admiration.

Seeing this, Liu Minghui said a few good words for He Daqing.

"After all, practice makes perfect. He has been a chef for more than ten years. It would be surprising if he is still not as good as his son."

Li Huaide nodded in agreement after hearing this: "That's right, but now all five canteens have chefs, how should He Daqing arrange this?"

Li Huaide immediately started to have a headache. Originally he thought that He Daqing was just an ordinary person. Li Huaide had planned to just give face to Liu Minghui and arrange him to the cafeteria. But now, Li Huaide couldn't bear to do so.

After all, he is so powerful. If Li Huaide does not make proper arrangements, what will happen if He Daqing turns to Director Yang?

"Why don't we let He Daqing take charge of the small canteen? He's free now and only needs to be in charge of the reception."

Liu Minghui thought about it and proposed. Li Huaide's eyes lit up when he heard it. This was a good idea. It could solve this problem for him.

"Okay, that's it."

After sending Li Huaide away, Liu Minghui went out to find He Daqing.

"Minghui, what did the leader say? Which cafeteria are you going to assign me to?"

When He Daqing saw Liu Minghui coming, he asked anxiously.

Logically, the place He Daqing most wants to go is He Yuzhu's current cafeteria. After all, he has worked here for several years and is very familiar with it.

But there was a problem. He Yuzhu was the chef of a canteen, and He Daqing couldn't afford to compete with his son for the position.

We can only settle for the second best, and He Daqing has no objection to other canteens.

"Uncle He, the leader said that since your cooking skills are better than Zhuzi's, he plans to let you be in charge of the small canteen. You only need to be responsible for the reception meals, and your salary will be the same as Zhuzi's."

When He Daqing heard this, he immediately looked at He Yuzhui who was standing aside. He remembered that this job used to belong to He Yuzhui.

"Dad, what are you looking at me for? Promise me. This way I won't have to work overtime every day."

He Yuzhu, on the other hand, looked indifferent, because he usually prepared banquets for the factory and did not receive overtime pay, so he certainly did not care whether his money was robbed or not.

Seeing that He Yuzhu had no objection, He Daqing said to Liu Minghui: "Okay, I agree to this. It doesn't matter if the salary is a little lower."

He Daqing breathed a sigh of relief after getting the job. He no longer had to worry about being short of money. As long as he had a job, there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Well, Zhuzi, you must tell Uncle He not to commit any of the taboos in the factory."

Seeing that He Daqing agreed, Liu Minghui asked He Yuzhu to tell He Daqing about the steel mill.

Things are different now than when Lou Zhenhua was in charge. The steel rolling mill now has a security department. If He Daqing doesn't know this and sneaks some meat or chicken out of the factory, he will be punished if he is caught.

If the situation is serious, you may even end up in jail.

He Yuzhu also knew what Liu Minghui was talking about, so he nodded and said, "No problem, I will tell my dad."

.......

Just at this moment, the steel mill's loudspeaker sounded.

"Zizizizi...Good afternoon, fellow workers. I have a message for you. Comrade Liu Minghui from the purchasing department has worked tirelessly to purchase a large amount of grain. This is a great contribution to the steel mill. The factory leaders have decided in a meeting to commend Comrade Liu Minghui."

"Zizi, here's a bicycle ticket for Comrade Liu Minghui, worth 200 yuan. I hope Comrade Liu Minghui will continue to work hard and make contributions to the steel mill."

The first broadcast was nothing, after all, it was just a verbal commendation. But the latter one was different. It directly rewarded a bicycle ticket and 200 yuan. Together with the bicycle ticket, I could buy a new bicycle directly.

"Wow, a bicycle ticket? How is that possible? I remember I applied for it for several years, but the factory was reluctant to issue me one."

In the workshop, his bangs felt sore. He had applied many times before, and he just wanted the factory to give him a bicycle ticket so that he could buy a bicycle.

As for why Liu Haizhong was envious, it was because although he had a high salary, a bicycle only cost 170 or 180 yuan, which was less than his salary for March.

But we have to talk about the receipts needed to buy things. If Liu Haizhong dares to buy a bicycle ticket on the black market to buy a bike, he will be reported.

After all, the origin of your ticket is unknown, and the law is very strict. If you report it, you will be punished.

In addition, most people living in the Siheyuan are the kind who can't stand seeing others doing well. Liu Haizhong has lived there for so long and he is not a fool, so of course he doesn't dare to buy tickets on the black market.

But Liu Haizhong didn't want to buy a second-hand car like Yan Bugui did. As the uncle of the courtyard house, Liu Haizhong was very concerned about his reputation, so how could he afford it?

This has resulted in the current predicament where Liu Haizhong can only work with his legs crossed.