HCB Chapter 260 Why Can’t I Do It
Chapter 260 Why Can’t I Do It
"Hello? Who is it?"
"He Zhuang! You can't even recognize your brother's voice?"
He Zhuang was stunned, and said with a hint of impatience, "Nie Maojun, do you want to talk to me about something?"
"Listen to what you are saying? Can't I come to you if I'm fine?"
He Zhuang was tired after a long day and didn't want to talk nonsense with him at all.
"If you're okay, I'll hang up."
"No! I have a job here, do you want to do it with me?"
"You?" He Zhuang's voice was filled with suspicion. "You've been fired from this factory. How else can you find a good job?"
I've heard from people in the factory that Nie Maojun likes to brag, and it seems to be true.
The mountain town is not big and there are not many job opportunities.
This potato flour processing factory is one of them. Although it is a factory, it is easier than many office jobs.
"You! He Zhuang, if you talk like that, then there's no way we can talk! I'm hosting you tonight, at the Grand Hotel, it's up to you whether you come or not!"
After saying this, Nie Maojun hung up the phone. He Zhuang held the phone in his hand, thought for a moment, picked up his coat and went out.
He walked around outside for several times and finally walked into the hotel.
Even through the heavy door of the private room, He Zhuang could hear the loud voices inside.
If he entered this door, it would mean that he and Nie Maojun were in the same group...
Just as He Zhuang was hesitating, the door of the private room in front of him suddenly opened.
"Hey? He Zhuang, I knew you would come!" Nie Maojun sprayed his drunken face.
He Zhuang waved his hand away in disgust, and before he could say anything he was pulled into a private room.
Looking at the packed private room, He Zhuang suddenly felt a little regretful and wondered if he should not have come here.
But Nie Maojun obviously didn't give him this opportunity and pushed him in front of the crowd.
"Everyone! Everyone, be quiet! Look who's here?"
Everyone at the scene fell silent, all eyes on He Zhuang.
Nie Maojun said loudly: "Let me introduce this to you, Team Leader He! He is a well-known figure in the factory!"
"Really? I think I've seen it in the factory before."
"Team Leader He is here..."
"Then our team is growing stronger day by day, isn't it?"
The discussions in the private room made He Zhuang feel a little at a loss, not to mention that he was no longer a team leader.
Hearing them say this again now, it seems even more ironic.
He Zhuang was pulled by Nie Maojun to sit next to the table and a full glass of wine was stuffed into his hand.
"Come on, everyone, let's welcome Team Leader He, and have a toast!"
He Zhuang clenched the cup in his hand and asked in a low voice: "Nie Maojun, what on earth are you going to do? What do all these people mean?"
"Why are you in such a hurry? Isn't this what I was about to say?"
Nie Maojun raised the cup in his hand and said loudly: "I called everyone here today, I think everyone knows what's going on."
"I! Nie Maojun! I have been purchasing raw materials for the factory since its construction. In order to get a 20-cent discount from them, how much wine have I drunk! How many people have I begged! How much have I contributed to the factory!"
"But Xia Anan fired me without saying a word! Do you think I can tolerate this?"
After hearing what Nie Maojun said, He Zhuang felt bad and thought he shouldn't have come to this drinking party today.
The people at the scene seemed to be inspired by Nie Maojun and started discussing:
"That's right. I've only been in Shancheng for a few days. I was just late a few times. If you say you can't let me go, then I won't be allowed to go."
"And me, what's wrong with me taking the potato flour produced in the factory that can't be packed back home to eat?"
"That's right, for a small factory, there are so many rules broken..."
He Zhuang is surrounded by people who are complaining about everything, and now he just wants to get out of here as soon as possible.
"Well, I remembered that I had something to do at home, and I..."
Nie Maojun held his arm and put more strength in his hand, "Old He, just tell me why Xia Anan, a foreigner, is so powerful in our mountain city? We have contributed so much to the factory, why are you firing us!"
"She can make potato noodles! She can set up a snack stand! Why can't we do the same?"
He Zhuang clenched his fist, drank the wine in the glass, and slammed the glass hard on the table.
"Yes! If Xia Anan can do it, we can do it too!"
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The apartment has a great location, very close to where Sister Luo and her friends set up their stall.
Xia Anan brought Xia Baobao, who had had a good sleep, out to use up her energy, and the two of them walked over.
It’s still early, but because it’s a holiday, there are quite a few young people queuing in front of the stall.
Sister Luo and the others were busy preparing the dishes and packing the food.
Xia Anan ordered a small portion of grilled potatoes to fill the little one's stomach first, and then packed a portion of skewers for Lu Qingyuan to take back.
The food at Li Xiyan's house is quite spicy, so Xia Anan plans to pick something light so that Xia Baobao can also eat together.
As for herself, spicy skewers are more flavorful.
"Sister Luo, there aren't as many varieties of oden-flavored skewers as there are spicy skewers."
Sister Luo was startled when she heard the familiar voice, and her face was full of surprise when she saw her.
"An An! You're back! And Bao Bao!"
Xia Anan said: "You are busy, I will get some skewers."
Sister Luo explained, "Young people like spicy food, so I didn't prepare that much oden flavor. Just look at what you want to eat and I'll heat it up for you."
"it is good."
Xia Anan first chose one for herself, and then chose one for Lu Qingyuan.
Worried that the other party didn’t want to eat at the snack stand, I also ordered delivery service from a nearby restaurant.
No matter what the other person wants to eat, you can arrange it.
While waiting for the hot potato noodles, Xia Anan looked at the people queuing in front of the stall and sighed, "Sister Luo's business is good. There are so many people now."
"No way, no way. It's all thanks to you, An An. Otherwise, how would I have thought of getting such delicious food?" Sister Luo said.
During these two days of Mid-Autumn Festival, many people returned from other places, and the business of snack stalls was much better than before.
I heard that the snack stalls here are the same as those in Beijing, and young people also come here to open them when they are shopping.
With just a little publicity, the stall was packed with people.
Normally I would just prepare enough food for the day in the morning, but now I have to replenish it two or three times a day.
Although she is busy, Sister Luo is really happy in her heart.
Her original decision was true. If she hadn't opened the snack stand, she would still be a housewife who only cares about her family.
Maybe find a nine-to-five job and travel between home and work every day.
But now, in addition to the money handed over to Xia Anan, I also have some savings, I have more free time and I can make a lot of money.
Many people wanted to help themselves at the stall.
Xia Anan was also relieved to see the scene in front of her. After all, she had no idea when she set up the snack stand in the mountain city. Now things are getting better and better, and that's enough.