Four Hundred and Eighteen, Blame Me for Letting Everyone Eat Too Much
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Zheng Guanti was also a little puzzled when he received the call. Now Rocket 101 can definitely arrange it.
"Yeah, because they look down on Rocket 101."
Chen Hansheng sighed: "He's still my cousin, from my uncle's family."
"It's okay, it's inevitable."
Zheng Guanti chuckled into the phone and said, "After all, the food in the New Century Canteen is more delicious."
Chen Hansheng shook his head helplessly: "The key is not to force me to stay, otherwise they will think that I am deliberately obstructing. When we gather at the barbecue restaurant in the evening, remember to call Brother Shangkai."
Neither of them paid much attention to the work of Liang Xiaohai and the other two people. Even though Zheng Guanti had already fought fiercely with the second representative of the Hong Kong family, arranging three people to enter the factory was still a piece of cake.
However, when Liang Xiaohai and Tang Ping heard that they were going to have dinner with the controlling owner of the electronics factory, they were surprised at first, thinking that their cousin had such great social ability.
However, when she arrived at the door of an ordinary barbecue restaurant, Tang Ping was a little doubtful. Would the boss of such a big factory come to such a place to eat?
Finally, when Zheng Guanti and Li Xiaokai came over, they did not dare to speak again.
Because these two people have such good temperaments, especially Zheng Guanti, whose brown hair is randomly tied into a bun. The color is full and the reflection under the light is like layers of tin gold, dazzling and smooth.
Tang Ping quietly moved her body to the dim place, trying not to be too conspicuous, because in comparison, her yellow hair was like tangled straw.
It was also the first time she knew that a woman's hair could be maintained so well, and as for clothing, it was not on the same level.
In addition, the topics that Zheng Guanti and Chen Hansheng exchanged were also unpredictable. They often included words such as "equity, proportion, product innovation awareness, and management's alignment", which sounded like filming a TV series.
Fortunately, although Liang Xiaohai and Tang Ping could not understand, they were not as pretentious as Huang Hui. They lowered their heads and ate with peace of mind. After eating, they sat quietly without speaking or making trouble, and they only made eye contact occasionally.
Li Xiaokai's mood has never been high. Technical cadres like him don't like infighting. Although Zheng Guanti relies on his wrists to always suppress the second-room representative,
But the new product development plan will be put on hold for a long time.
After dinner, Chen Hansheng returned to school, and Zheng Guanti and Li Xiaokai returned to the factory. Liang Xiaohai and the others hesitated for a long time, but finally followed Zheng Guanti.
When he was at the door, Li Xiaokai waved his hand casually: "You wait at the door. The logistics manager will assign you dormitories when the time comes."
Zheng Guanti didn't care about this at all. She put her hands in her trouser pockets and walked towards the office gracefully. The night wind blew her long hair on her face, and she just tucked it behind her ears casually.
Tang Ping was a woman who looked at the scene in a daze.
"This cousin of yours seems to be really powerful." Tang Ping couldn't help but say.
"Of course, my third aunt and third uncle are both state cadres."
Liang Xiaohai was a little proud. Chen Hansheng's behavior today was very honorable.
A uniformed doorman heard their conversation and came over and asked: "Brother, your accent is very similar to that of Northern Jiangsu. My name is Zhang Weiyu, from Hong Kong City."
"I am also from Hong Kong City."
Liang Xiaohai was even more happy to meet a fellow villager. As a result, when the two talked, they both came to the factory because of Chen Hansheng.
"Strange."
Zhang Weiyu asked doubtfully: "Since you are Mr. Chen's cousin, won't he keep you in Rocket 101?"
"Keep it."
Liang Xiaohai explained: "But we thought it was safer to enter the factory, so we came here."
"Oh, that's right."
Zhang Weiyu smiled and said nothing more.
Soon, the logistics director came over, and he was instructed to allocate a couple's dormitory to Liang Xiaohai and Tang Ping.
Tang Ping looked at the environment and was very satisfied: "How about it, I would say it would be better in the factory."
Liang Xiaohai managed to cope with it twice. He always felt that the smile of the fellow guard was weird, as if he had made the wrong choice.
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After returning to the University of Finance and Economics, it was already late, but the school was still very lively. There were people playing sports on the playground, students walking under the street lights, and sometimes a couple would suddenly appear under a certain tree or pavilion.
The boy in the couple looked around, nervously holding his eyes and pretending that he had done nothing just now. The girl blushed and lowered her head, holding the boy's arm tightly. The two of them disappeared sweetly and hurriedly in the thin air. In the fog.
Chen Hansheng whistled loudly from behind, teasing the wild mandarin ducks who didn't go to the hotel.
The first half of the school year passed very quickly, because it was the end of February when I returned from the Spring Festival. It took another week or two to get used to it, and I would not be able to start studying until March.
Most universities have summer vacation in July, so June is already the time for review exams.
But dormitory 602 is always so lively, with Jin Yangming playing games, Dai Zhenyou studying Jin Yong and Gu Long, and Yang Shichao and Guo Shaoqiang arguing about some silly theories.
It was less than two weeks before the exam, and these sophomores had no sense of urgency.
Chen Hansheng stood behind Jin Yangming and looked at him for a while, then patted him on the shoulder to indicate the substitution.
Jin Yangming stood up and said: "Brother Chen, when this summer vacation is over, we will be juniors. It feels like time flies so damn fast."
Yang Shichao and others have complained about this problem more than once, and they have also imagined that if they could do it again in their freshman and sophomore years, they would definitely not miss XXX.
For example, a senior student you met by chance in the cafeteria, or a senior student you met during the orientation, while they were regretting why they were so cowardly in the first place, they continued to talk, but in short, they did not take any action.
With a "creak", the wooden door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open. At this time, it was usually Li Zhennan.
Jin Yangming quickly ran over and searched him: "Anan, did you bring snacks back?"
Ever since Li Zhennan fell in love with Luo Xuan's roommate, his status in 602 has been the most "miserable" one.
Although Chen Hansheng was not single, he never admitted it. In addition, Chen Hansheng had a very high status in the school, so Yang Shichao and Jin Yangming did not dare to be too presumptuous;
But Li Zhennan was different. He was just a bad boy in the dormitory. He usually worked part-time to make money, which made everyone jealous, but he actually fell in love quietly. His college roommates were envious, but of course they were a little reluctant.
Even my bratty brother can fall in love, but I’m still single? !
These are human nature, and the way the roommates showed it was to yell at "non-single person" Li Zhennan to treat him.
Anan had expected this scene for a long time. He was holding a bag in his hand, which contained one yuan of ice cream.
Everyone picked up one, and everyone let Li Zhennan go, because when the roommates saw that Li Zhennan had spent money, they felt like "I am not at a loss either."
This is the law of love in the "college dormitory".
Generally, when a girl falls in love, it is necessary for her boyfriend to treat all the sisters in the dormitory to dinner, and it also depends on the grade.
The status of boys in the dormitory will be reduced. If the jealousy of roommates is not settled, they are likely to be "isolated" or "isolated" in the future.
Therefore, universities are simple and simple, complex and complicated. If we really want to get to the bottom of it, then it is Academician Yuan Longping’s fault.
Who asked him to produce hybrid rice? If everyone is not too full, who is in the mood to engage in such a trivial matter?
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