National Beer

In June, there is a flow of people like weaving.

Qin Dong succeeded in launching a shot on the murder street in June, which was originally a low-traffic and poor reputation.

At noon, the Murder Street was crowded with people. There were neighbors from Zhong Jiawa who came to help, relatives and friends of the Qin and Liu in brand-new clothes, and a group of brothers and leading colleagues with Qin Dong.

Bicycles, steel bell cars, and tricycles filled the murder street, and large trucks and tractors stopped at the intersection.

"Stab!"

Zheng Haifeng was flipping the dishes in the pot while looking outside. There were a lot of people here at noon. Not to mention, arranging the banquet in these tent restaurants is really the best choice.

"The people who came have followed a lot of people," Zheng Haifeng's wife walked in mysteriously, "I saw, there are those with fifty, twenty, and the worst is ten or five..."

It’s not common to build houses in the city. Everyone is moving into buildings one after another. But in the countryside, building a new house is still a major event for the family. How can Zhongjiawa be similar to the countryside? With relatives and friends, there are money and wine gifts as well as eggs and pastry.

At noon today, most of the friends who accompanied Qin Dong were friends with whom Qin Dong had made. They all worked in the factory, all had salaries, and they were all very generous.

"Hey, here comes a small car, I'll go out to see, is it an official?"

Before Zheng Haifeng answered, his wife ran out, and a sky-blue Shanghai sedan chair passed through the bicycle group and stopped at the door of Mingcuiliu Hotel. Then, a young man jumped out of the car, holding two cigarettes and two cigarettes. The bottle of wine walked in...

"Tsk tusk," Soon, Zheng Haifeng's wife came back, yelling at her own man, "I said, it's really an official, the director of the industrial bureau in our district, the director is not here, so let someone give it away Two pieces of cigarettes... This Qin Dong, his house is building a new house, and the director is all courteous..."

"Shut up your mouth and bring me a bucket of soy sauce," Zheng Haifeng's spoon became sharper. "At noon, our dishes are full of flavor, and we can't shame Qin Dong."

Seeing that the servings of the dishes are also quite large, Zheng Haifeng’s wife didn’t say anything this time, and started serving the dishes cheerfully...

...

Strike a fist, guess the order, and plan for a deal.

The banquet for relatives and friends was still going on, and the carpenters and bricklayers began to work again, spreading the handles made of stalks, and then covering the tops with a layer of broken wheatgrass and fine mud. Spread out on the roof.

The steel bracket has been nailed into the brick wall, and within two days, the sky-blue glass steel will cover the entire yard.

"Secretary Qin, you are the first one on the murder street!" The banquet came to an end. Zheng Haifeng finally had time to rest. He handed Qin Dong a bottle of soda, and the two looked at the completed yard and moved again. Keep your eyes open.

It is indeed a murder on the street, such a courtyard, in this city, I am afraid it is difficult to find!

Facing the sea, spring flowers blooming, making money and living a good life, Qin Dong couldn't help being in a good mood, "At night, let's go home to lively and lively." He patted Zheng Haifeng's shoulder heavily, and slapped Zheng Haifeng, who had been busy for most of the day. , I lost the strength in my hands long ago, so Qin Dong slapped it, and when he loosened his hand, the cigarette fell on the ground...

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Leftovers at noon, whether it is hot or cold, meat or vegetarian, are poured into several large pots.

Back to Zhongjiawa, Qin Nan, Du Xiaoshu, Zhong Xiaojun and other children were so busy, they went door to door to deliver these "reduced vegetables". Each family had a pot, and there were vegetables and meat in the pot. In this case, there is not enough oil and water. In the 19th century, it was warmly welcomed by the neighborhood!

Liu Zhi and Xiao Ju Ma sent off their relatives. Du Yuan was busy in the kitchen. There were still a few tables in the evening. I would like to thank the neighbors who came to help and Qin Dong's buddies and friends who were not able to be there at noon. .

The neighboring houses all set up tables, bowls, chopsticks and spoons, and the neighboring courtyard also set up tables. Lu Xuguang took Xiaoju, Qin Nan, and Xiaoshu along with a group of children, and began serving as waiters again.

The middle-level cadres in the factories including Lao Xiong, Jiao Zhenghong, and Zhang Qingmin all came, and many people in the bottle washing workshop and packaging workshop, including the new factory staff, also brought a few bottles of champagne produced by Qinwan. .

Although Chen Shifa and Zhou Fenghe did not come, the men were also sent in advance, and the factory's labor union chairman Lao Wei and Wu Geng sat on the table on behalf of the factory leaders.

"Hey, doing such a big battle!" Wu Geng took time to catch Qin Dong, "I have a news, Old Chen didn't tell you?" Qin Dong is not in the factory these days, and the stall at home is enough for him. Yes, "The factory is going to put German machines in the southern factory, and I will be the director of the southern factory!"

"Congratulations to Director Wu!" Qin Dong pretended to arch his hands.

"Fuck off," Wu Geng was not polite, "You set up the stage and I sing, and this is due to the advanced equipment that your kid introduced..."

The South Factory is actually a branch of the Rongya Brewery. "Then, Director Wu, there is a North Factory and a South Factory. In the future, you will be the Director of the West and East Factory together!"

"Old Chen said, the South Factory is the first branch of Rong Beer. In the future, there will definitely be a second and a third branch, and there will definitely be East and West factories..." Looking at Qin Dong's squeaky smile, Wu Geng felt something was wrong, "Hey, why do I hear that Dongchang and Xichang are not like good words?...Grandma's, you stop me..."

People came from all the factories in the city and the district. Wu Geng was familiar with his head. He helped Qin Dong entertain him with a smile. At noon, Qin Dong told him that he had ordered a small beer equipment from Germany and hoped that the factory would provide it. Hops, barley...

Wu Geng had never seen this kind of small equipment before, so he promised to provide it to Qin Dong at the raw material purchase price in the factory.

"Director Wu, I just went to see the courtyard with twelve large tiled houses." Xiao Shao of the glass fiber reinforced plastic factory worked overtime at noon at the factory. He also rushed to Zhongjiawa at night, "Where can I find it? More than a dozen square meters, the ass can't be dropped, Qin Dong's courtyard house can do Tai Chi..."

"After that, we will go often. He can't ignore the food anyway!" Wu Geng smiled and helped his glasses.

"Hey, Lao Wu, our factory assigned a college student last year. He was very beautiful. Or let Qin Dong see him someday..."

Cough cough cough-

Wu Geng laughed and coughed, and he saw Du Xiaoshu serving food and pouring wine.

"Just go to such an open and bright yard, there is no need to wait for the room..." Xiao Shao stretched out his hand and scratched his back. For some reason, he always felt something stuck in his back, which was very uncomfortable.

"Qin Dong has an object." The Communist Party secretary of the woodware factory was sitting on a table, but Qin Dong introduced him to Du Xiaoju personally, "Director Shao, don't talk nonsense."

Well?

But he had already talked nonsense, Xiao Shao reached out and picked up the glass, which was filled with beer. "I don't know...Is there an object? Which factory is it? It's also a college student?" He came in a hurry and was already thirsty. I can't help but want to have a drink when I see beer.

"puff--"

Everyone was startled, Xiao Shao was already wiping his mouth in pain and sticking his tongue out, rushing to the faucet in the courtyard to wash his mouth.

Wu Geng hurriedly picked up the glass of beer and smelled it, "Who did this?" He laughed as soon as he said it. What was Xiao Shao's beer just now? The beer was full of mustard!

"Sister..." Du Xiaoshu saw the smiling elder sister in front of him. Du Xiaoju smiled and stuffed the prawn cake with the peeled sugar paper into his mouth. Both elder brother and sister laughed.

At the critical moment, there must be a brother!