National Beer

Qin Dong seemed to have known that this group would come in groups. Look, there was a thick porcelain basin on the table. The porcelain basin contained the famous "Qin's pimple soup."

Red tomatoes, yellow salted egg flowers, diced potatoes enrich the taste, and green onions and ginger make the taste more layered.

"Have you not eaten?" Qin Dong looked behind the group again, "Why didn't Director Chen and Secretary Zhou come?"

Wu Geng took the lead and sat down angrily, "Fortunately, your kid still has a conscience, Lao Zhou can't come."

"Passed out and was hospitalized." Xiong Yongfu picked up the bowl, and Qin Dong quickly brought him two steamed buns. He knew his master's appetite.

"It all made you angry," Wu Geng took a sip of the pimple soup, um, the pimple soup made from the cauldron still tasted the same, "you just use this to send Director Chen away?"

"Didn’t Mr. Chen come here? When we came, we had pancakes at night, as well as pickles pickled in miso." The pickles from other factories were all pickled with coarse salt, while the pickles from the second factory were used under Du Yuan’s guidance. It's all big sauce, which is the same as the pickles in Jining Yutangyuan.

Everyone looked at Qin Dong as okay. At this time, they all felt that their stomachs began to grumble. Luo Ling picked up the big bowl, "Ms. Qin, what's the matter?" At this time, she was relieved, Mrs. Qin was not like that. Uncounted people.

"Recruit people with previous convictions. Those who still want to enter the second factory dare not come." Qin Dong greeted the master who was in the canteen to fry two dishes.

"Well, that wouldn't be enough to smash your own brand." Jiao Zhenghong disagreed with Qin Dong's point of view.

"How to smash your own brand? Use it right, they are all talents..." Qin Dong took the cucumber from the master and put it on the table.

"Talent?" Wu Geng smiled, "Talent, what kind of talent..."

Everyone laughed, yes, there were burglars, and those who were released after serving their sentences. They all had criminal convictions.

"Director." As he said, Huang Bo hurried in. "Huang Bo, how many people did you recruit this time?" Wu Geng asked.

"Forty people who meet the requirements." Huang Bo didn't know whether he was crying or laughing, his small eyes were narrowed together, and he picked up the bowl and gave Wu Geng another pimple soup.

"Forty!" Wu Geng stood up shouting, "Okay, okay, don't drink it, I can't drink it anymore!" He looked at Qin Dong, with a rare low tone, "Okay, okay. , The whole city... let you in."

"This is tonight, and tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow is due." Qin Dong stood up with a smile, "The leaders of the main factory are here, let's go out and have a look together."

...

Everyone walked out of the canteen together. In front of the office building, some people were talking and laughing, some were making noises, and the parents and relatives who accompanied them to sign up were wiping their eyes.

"Director Qin is here!" Gao Zhandong is on high alert tonight, but things have not progressed as he expected. Some of these people are accompanied by their parents, some are accompanied by their older brothers and sisters, and some are accompanied by their wives. Yes, but some come by myself.

They didn't fight, didn't even jump in the line, and they looked like ordinary recruiters.

Director Qin?

Everyone's eyes were looking for Qin Dong, but Qin Dong pushed Wu Geng to the front desk, "The military director of our Rong Beer Factory is also here!"

Wu Geng cursed secretly, this kid put him on the fire and roasted him, but in the presence of so many people, he could only come forward and said a few high-sounding words, hey, this is really dumb eating huanglian , I can't tell if there is suffering.

"Manager Qin, you are the manager of Xiao Qin," a gray-haired old lady walked over with the help of an axle man, she firmly grasped Qin Dong's hand, "Thank you, thank you. , Dongxing, bow to Director Qin."

The axle man looked very old, but when he heard his mother, he bent down without saying a word.

"Grandma, it can't be this way, it can't be this way." Qin Dong lifted the axle man's shoulders with both hands, but he bowed deeply to the old man.

By doing so, the new recruits who were still laughing and making trouble were stunned.

In the crowd, praise sounded immediately.

"Thank you Director Qin, Director Qin, you have done a great thing~!

"Director Qin, our family will never forget you."

"I will work hard with Director Qin from now on, and I don't have to enter the house if I don't obey..."

...

Everyone looked at Qin Dong eagerly, a few old people had already cried quietly, and a few wives began to wipe their tears.

They commit crimes, and their relatives are innocent...

Seeing these people's mother and child supporting each other, the couple hugged their heads and wept, Wu Geng turned his head away. In this scene, a sour gas rushed from his stomach to his throat, which made him feel full of emotion.

"From now on, everyone will be a family. Everyone will come to work tomorrow and receive their salary tomorrow. They will first go to the packaging workshop to wash bottles and bundle beer. Well, I also started from washing bottles..."

Qin Dong shuttled through the crowd, patted this shoulder from time to time, and shook hands with that from time to time. He had actually seen the familiar Shanghai sedan chair. There must be a pair of eyes in the car looking at him.

But he guessed wrong, not one pair of eyes, but two pairs of eyes.

Chen Shifa rushed to the hospital to visit Zhou Fenghe. Zhou Fenghe really couldn't live in this hospital. The two rushed over after being discharged from the hospital overnight...

Seeing Qin Dong approaching the car, Zhou Fenghe was about to get out of the car, but Chen Shifa stopped him. He looked at the young factory director outside the window coldly, "Qin Dong, you said that the market economy can only be a hero. ..."

"Ok."

"Okay, no matter what kind of people you recruit, or how many people you recruit," Chen Shifa faintly exhaled a puff of smoke under the street lamp, "I'll give you two months, um, two months is enough. If your second factory's efficiency declines and you cannot pay the contract fees, your contract will be officially settled. Xiaoma, drive..."

Chen Shifa was about to close the window, but saw the Santana again, "There is also the car, take it back together."

"Director, go well."

Qin Dong didn't say anything. He watched the Shanghai sedan chair go away, and he continued to wave his hands behind him.

"What did Lao Chen say?" Wu Geng stepped forward and asked with concern.

"Director Chen said, do it boldly, he will support me if something happens..."

"Get out!" Wu Geng was smirked. "Zhou Principle was stunned by your anger, and Old Chen gave you back. I'm afraid his belly is about to be broken..." He looked back at these new tricks. The employee of sighed, "There is a story how to tell, um, Alibaba, and forty thieves..."

...

In the early morning, Qin Dong's Santana stopped in front of the familiar state-owned breakfast shop, Qin Dong lifted his long legs and got out of the car.

"Comrade, bring me a pound of fried dough sticks." He crowed his hands while looking at the store. The newly renewed storefront was now dirty.

"Director Qin, look for our manager Luo?" A young man smiled and pointed to the stove, Luo Ling was frying dough sticks inside.

"Here." Luo Ling walked over with a bamboo basket in person. "Try my craft, is it strange?"