Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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Before Yang Rui had time to find someone, he soon had the opportunity to go to Pingjiang.

His old acquaintance Frank came to Hedong again and sent him an invitation letter asking him to go to Pingjiang to participate in the dance party organized by Zeleca.

Invitations and dance parties from foreign companies are quite rare. Whether it is for people who like to dance or just curious, there is no one who will not go to the invitation.

Not only that, but many people are also trying their best to get the invitation letter from Zelecom. In a place like Hedong, such a high-level gathering is still rare.

Yang Rui was also quite curious about the current high-end venues. He came to the Pingjiang Hotel early and stayed in the suite opened by the Zelecom Company.

Similar to the hotel he has stayed in before, although the state-owned Pingjiang Hotel has a reputation as a foreign-related hotel, the actual hardware and software conditions are really lackluster. Especially in terms of software conditions, although Pingjiang Hotel organizes service staff to do training every year, their service methods for Chinese and foreigners are completely different.

When encountering a foreigner, there is no need to order from the peak, and the waiters at the Pingjiang Hotel will stand upright. The so-called quiet virginity is like taking off a rabbit, and the attitude is also unusually cordial and responsive.

When meeting a Chinese, the waiter at Pingjiang Hotel will naturally become lazy. Of course, the leading cadres specifically explained by Shangfeng are different, but that's all.

For this kind of attitude problem, no amount of training can come.

In fact, Yang Rui can also understand their thoughts. The waiters in the Pingjiang Hotel are all employees of provincial enterprises and public institutions. The people who live in the hotel are not necessarily the hillbillies from which township, and the waiters are naturally impatient.

This is like a salesperson in a later generation of high-end stores. With a glance, if you find that the income of the other party is not as good as yours, and there is no strong willingness to shop, you will definitely not give full service. In contrast, these salespersons still have a commission. , Has not been compiled yet.

Yang Rui was able to understand, but it didn't mean that everyone could understand. A certain woman who lived on the same floor yelled, "Hey, why haven't hot water been delivered yet."

"The hot water is not ready yet."

"The people who just saw you all went to the backstairs, why didn't they burn it?" An eldest sister, who was obviously a female man, left the door barefoot and shouted from the aisle.

The waiter at the foreign-related hotel didn't give it to him in vain. He quickly adjusted his posture and cursed: "The backstairs are all foreign guests. Can you compare it?"

"It's all human, why can't it be compared?"

"You also said that they are all human beings. Why should I mention it to you? You can't go to the boiler room to mention it yourself?"

"Hey, how do you say it, are you a waiter or I am a waiter."

"Now it's all New China, and people are equal. If that's the case, why should I serve you? The leader also said, everyone is a revolutionary mass, but the division of labor is different. I fill the kettle with water. Give it to which room you like. Can you control it? Are you my leader?"

Yang Rui listened with great interest. The waiter said in the first half it was quite interesting, but in the second half it was replaced with Sapo, which was quite contemporary.

The lethality of the female man in 1983 only stopped here, and the voice was not as simple as the first one. She lowered the channel: "There are only a few people living in the back building. You bring the kettle all over. Can they run out of it? Can't you send me a few pots first?"

"When the foreign guests run out, the empty kettle will be delivered. It is noisy. Do you know what patriotism is?" The waiter still held his neck high, without showing any weakness.

The woman also regained her momentum and shouted: "You are patriotic if you send all the kettles to the back building? You are a traitor!"

"Good point!" In the corridor, the other guests waiting for the kettle to make tea to make their feet clapped their hands.

The waiter was not afraid, but the young and light face was staring with big eyes, looking around for a week, and shouted: "What is it called? You don't want water anymore, do you? !"

Yang Rui only feels like he is in the Monkey Mountain. The waiter is the Monkey King, and the barefoot female man is the challenge monkey. When the challenge is promising, the monkeys all show their loyalty. As a result, the Monkey King screams with a big trick, the monkeys. It succumbed again.

The challenge monkey was also irritated enough. Seeing the waiter leave one, two or three, he couldn't help cursing: "Such a big restaurant lacks so many kettles, I don't believe it."

"If there are more kettles, don’t they need to drink more water? Change the water when it’s cold, and the boiling water room also uses coal. When I came a few years ago, there were four kettles in a room in the Pingjiang Hotel, but now there is only one left. Don't put it in the room yet." A man in a striped suit, as if he often stays in a hotel, said conspicuously, then turned back to the room, turned on the radio, and listened squeaky.

There are only radios in hotel rooms now, and suites are no exception. Of course, the back building where the foreign guests live is slightly different, both have 9-inch and 12-inch TVs.

The woman mumbled twice, turned her head to see Yang Rui, and suddenly asked curiously: "This classmate, are you here with your parents?"

Yang Rui is also too handsome. From a young girl to a middle-aged woman, he is willing to talk more when he sees it.

When Yang Rui was idle, he stood still at the door and said with a smile: "I came by myself, and someone will help pay for the room."

Pingjiang Hotel is the best local hotel in Pingjiang. The room rate is sky-high for ordinary people. An ordinary room costs about ten yuan a night, and a suite costs twenty to thirty yuan. The back floor for foreign guests is more expensive, and only foreign currency is charged. The voucher costs nearly 100 yuan a night, but there are rare air-conditioning and heating at this time, and the heating is burned when no one is living, and there is no separate shut-off valve, so that the hotel that charges such a lot of money quickly enters Loss mode.

In contrast, a better guest house in Pingjiang only costs a few dollars for a room, and most of them can be shared with others, that is, a room with four beds or three beds, an average of about one yuan per person, living in Datong Shop is even less. Of course, the guest house cannot expect a separate bathroom and 24-hour hot water.

Therefore, although the current Pingjiang Hotel is still not as good as the second three-star hotel 30 years later, it can still meet the basic requirements. If you relax and ignore the bad attitude of the waiters, the accommodation is still comfortable, at least 60 or 70 flat. The apartment area is larger than the houses of many leading cadres.

The eldest female man looked at Yang Rui up and down, and asked, "Where are you from and what do you do in Pingjiang alone?"

"I'm not a spy, eldest sister." Yang Rui smiled bitterly. Nowadays, when encountering strangers, the most annoying thing is being cross-examined. People have a hobby of delving into the roots, and they make no secret of it, which really annoys Yang Rui, who pays attention to privacy.

"Call me Big Sister Han, just called Big Sister, let people think that we are really siblings, my son is almost as old as you, but looks like his dad, with three layers of oil, not as white as you."

Yang Rui obediently said, "Sister Han."

"what's your name?"

"Yang Rui."

"What are you doing here?"

"You have become an interrogator again."

"Don't interrogate, don't interrogate, you doll is very strange..."

"You are not a few years older than me, how come I have become a baby." Yang Rui rolled his eyelids.

Sister Han was happy when she heard it, and she touched her face and said, "Why don't I have a few years older, I am 40 years younger, and if I marry my eldest daughter in two years, I can hold my grandson safely and securely. ...Do I look very young?"

"It's quite young." Yang Rui followed her words. People have fought against waiters, and although they have lost, they are glorious. She should be a sturdy aunt.

Sister Han squinted and said, "At a young age, she's quite talkative. By the way, does anyone prepare for dinner? If you are alone, it's better to go and eat delicious food with Sister and I."

"Come on?"

"Don't be embarrassed, the foreign company's party, the things in it are all you eat, don't you know? It's like luncheon meat, plate by plate on the top, whatever you want." Sister Han swallowed first.

Regardless of the living conditions of people nowadays, just "eating casually" is enough to attract people.

At the beginning of the buffet, it was also so tempting.

Yang Rui therefore confirmed that this person was also attending the Zelecan ball, although Sister Han's focus was on the food at the ball.

However, just thinking about the luncheon meat rushing into the crowd, Yang Rui suddenly got a new understanding of the nature of the dance~www.NovelMTL.com~Dancing is obviously for digestion.

In such an occasion, how could someone really go to dance, unless they can’t afford to eat, they would think of a way to move.

Then, Yang Rui thought about the identity of the other party, so he simply asked: "What does Sister Han do to participate in foreigners' parties."

"I'm the director of Tianjin Pharmaceutical No. 3 Factory and our mayor in charge. He lives in the back building."

"You are the director of the factory, really amazing."

"What's great, we are a small factory with more than 100 people." Although in the pharmaceutical and biological industries, more than 100 people are no longer small, but the domestic scale is judged uniformly. When the factory next door has tens of thousands of people At that time, a factory with more than 100 people could really only be called a small factory.

"Tianjin Pharmaceutical Third Factory..." Yang Rui pondered.

In my impression, Zeneca also has investments in Tianjin, which has always been an important point used by Yang Rui in the negotiations with the Chinese Medicine Foreign Trade.

However, Yang Rui is not clear about which factory Zelecom invested in or cooperated with.

Sister Han didn't mean to keep it secret, and said carelessly: "It's just a small factory. The first factory was born by a concubine, the second factory was born by a concubine, and our third factory was born by a common house girl."

Yang Rui laughed "poof": "Didn't you say that there are leaders in charge following?"

"It's the first time I have been on a business trip with him. As a result, you see, they live in the back building, and I live in the front building."

"Are you here to negotiate investment with Zelecom?" Yang Rui naturally had this idea.

Sister Han nodded, and stared again: "How do you know? I didn't say Zelecom."

Yang Rui smiled shyly: "I also got the invitation letter from Zelecom."

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