The Pentium Era - South to North

As soon as I got to work on Monday, Mr. Tan came over and told Zhang Chen that Mr. Li and the others had received the payment, and it was the full payment at the end. You should speed up the progress.

So fast? Zhang Chen was stunned for a moment. He thought that at this time, the racecourse director and the others should not have left Hainan yet, but since they are already the strongest friends, it is not surprising.

Zhang Chen said yes, I will arrange the personnel right away. He stood up and picked up the motorcycle key on the table. Mr. Tan saw it and asked, "Is the car you are riding a second-rate car?"

Zhang Chen said yes. The second company commander saw that I had to run to Baishamen every day, so he lent me his car.

Mr. Tan nodded and said to Zhang Chen: "This bastard, he treats you like a bully. Let's do this. You will ride the car. I will talk to him about the second-rate guy."

Zhang Chen didn't understand what it meant. It wasn't until he went downstairs that he remembered that this car was not second-hand, but the company's. Mr. Tan meant that from now on, this car would really be Zhang Chen's special car. , Zhang Chen felt a little happy, but also a little disappointed. He had a feeling that he had also participated in dividing the spoils.

Zhang Chen went to the construction site of Baishamen and transferred most of the workers to the Northeast Restaurant. Zhang Chen rearranged the remaining workers at Baishamen and arranged their tasks. Then he went to the Northeast Restaurant to make arrangements. People transferred there.

When Zhang Chen rushed to the Northeast Restaurant, the morning had already passed. As soon as he arrived at the construction site, the second-hand man came over and said to him with a smile, "Instructor, I have already bought the food and will wait for you to return to the battlefield. We, Hu Hansan, are forced to raise you." Back again.

During the meal, Erguo returned the bicycle key to him, but did not mention the motorcycle. Zhang Chen asked to give him the motorcycle key. He said, "Why give it to me? It belongs to you now."

Zhang Chen understood that Mr. Tan had already told him this.

Zhang Chen pushed his car keys to the second guy and told him, you should still ride my car.

"No, don't worry about me. I'm forced to raise this car. You can still sell this old car for ten or twenty yuan. You don't need it. If you keep it, you'll just wait for someone to steal it. Sell it."

The second-rate guy said that after a while, he took the bicycle key over and shouted, "Forget it, I'll sell it for you. The instructor has so many things to do, he can't take care of such trivial matters."

When he was about to get off work in the evening, the second-hand guy gave Zhang Chen twenty-five yuan and told him that the car was sold and this was the price of the car.

"So much?" Zhang Chen asked strangely. When Zhang Chen bought this old bike, it was only twenty-five yuan. Now after riding it for a few months, Zhang Chen thought to himself that the price should be reduced by five or ten yuan. Unexpectedly, It can also be sold at the original price.

The second-rate guy smiled and said, "I sold it to a village boy in the carpentry class."

No wonder, Zhang Chen scolded: "Did you buy and sell by force?"

"How is that possible? I just told him that this is the instructor's throne. You won't get sores even if you ride on your butt. I bought the forcedly raised Pidianpidian. The instructor didn't believe it? Do you want me to call him over and ask? "

"Forget it, forget it." Zhang Chen quickly stopped, thinking, you just called him here, and you taught him how to say it, so he will say it.

Zhang Chen returned home on his motorcycle and told Liu Ligan about this. Liu Ligan was even happier than him and shouted, "This welfare package is really damn good. I am a gold medal salesman at the newspaper. He The damn newspaper didn’t even think of awarding me a new bicycle to ride, let alone a motorcycle. It seems that it’s better to be a capitalist. Damn, our director doesn’t live up to his words.”

"By the way, pole, why do you come back so early recently?" Zhang Chen asked.

"All Quiet on the Western Front," "The Dawns Here Are Quiet."" Liu Ligan reported the titles of two films in one breath. "Now, even the customers who pay in kind for advertising fees are extinct. You don't see any major newspapers. Are there fewer and fewer ads every day?”

"I don't read newspapers." Zhang Chen said.

"I don't look at it either. But Yilin's mother also asked me the question you just asked me. It seems that even the working people feel that something is wrong. The warehouses in Hainan are probably about to be emptied." Liu Ligan was infinitely sad. Said the tent.

"Does that mean the economy will improve next? After everyone cleans up their warehouses, won't they have money to purchase goods?" Zhang Chen said.

"Shit! You don't even know what time it is." Liu Ligan said, "I have some money on hand, so I just go home to celebrate the New Year. After the New Year, I don't know if I will come to Hainan."

Liu Ligan's words reminded Zhang Chen that indeed, there is still more than a month before the Chinese New Year. Time flies so fast. It has been half a year since they arrived in Haicheng. Zhang Chen feels that time has passed by. Although it was so fast, he also felt that time was passing so slowly. In just half a year, he felt as if he had spent the first half of his life in Haicheng.

Now thinking about Yongcheng, it feels very far away and strange.

"Have you ever thought about how to arrange the Spring Festival? Zhang Chen." Liu Ligan asked.

"How to arrange it, just hang out here and fly back and forth. Lily and I will cost at least more than 7,000 yuan. If we don't fly, we won't be exhausted during the Spring Festival travel. What about you?"

"Same, but I have already written to Tan Shuzhen, asking her to come to Haicheng during the Spring Festival." Liu Ligan said, "It is better for her to come by plane than the three of us to fly back."

"Yes, at that time, the planes to the island should be very empty, and the planes leaving the island were very busy." Zhang Chen said.

…

The Northeast Restaurant project is going very smoothly and is progressing faster than Zhang Chen expected. At this rate, it will be completed in about twenty days.

Mr. Li often visits the construction site, and he is very satisfied with the progress of the project. He said, in this way, I can hand in work when I return during the Spring Festival. When I come back after the Spring Festival, the canteen will be ready to recruit workers and open for business.

Mr. Li's words reminded Zhang Chen that he understood why the progress of the project was so fast. It turned out that the workers were secretly speeding up. They also wanted to finish the work before the Spring Festival. After getting the money, they could join the Spring Festival travel rush with their pockets full. Crowd the boat, squeeze the car, squeeze the train home.

Party A has paid all the money for this project. According to Mr. Tan's temperament, as long as he passes the inspection, he will pay the remaining money to them without any deductions.

The two people have been in contact a lot, and their relationship is naturally close. Mr. Li and Zhang Chen said, what do you think, Xiao Zhang, you can come to our canteen and become a vice president. I can see that you are a capable person.

Zhang Chen smiled and said, thank you, Mr. Li, for letting me paint and take care of the construction site. I know nothing about this hotel. Being the vice president will definitely embarrass you.

"I don't know what it's related to. I've only been in charge of the logistics of our forest farm and the canteen. Let's learn from it," said Mr. Li.

"Even if you have never managed a hotel, I don't even dare to come. Mr. Li, think about it, if you are an expert, I just need to learn from you. But if you don't understand, and I don't understand either, then the people below will How can we manage this hotel well if we don’t even laugh at our jokes?”

Zhang Chen said, half jokingly and half seriously: "My suggestion, Mr. Li, you should find an expert to be the vice president. Then, when he takes charge of the subordinates, you can just supervise him. It will save you trouble."

Mr. Li listened and kept nodding his head. He said, "Xiao Zhang, what you said makes sense."

Zhang Chen himself was very emotional. He thought, when he first came to the island, he wanted to be a hotel foreman, and even the waiter was hit by obstacles. He wanted to grow coconuts, but they wouldn't accept them. It was only a few months. , someone asked him to be the vice president of the hotel. He is still the same person, and there is not much difference. It seems that it is really easier to find a donkey while riding a donkey.

"By the way, Mr. Li, there's something I want to ask you for help with," Zhang Chen said.

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"After the Spring Festival, isn't our hotel about to open? Then we must recruit people and advertise. I have a fellow countryman, the only one you have ever met, that Liu Ligan..."

"Oh, Xiao Liu, I know, I know, what happened?"

"He is a reporter from the Talent Information Newspaper. If you want to publish the recruitment notice, can you ask him to help you arrange it? His newspaper office has tasks every month. By the way, if you want to publish it in other newspapers, he can also do it." Zhang Chen said.

"That's all?"

"right."

"That's it, I can still make the decision on this trivial matter. You can seize his phone and give it to me."

Zhang Chen wrote Liu Ligan's BB phone number to Mr. Li.