Rebirth in 1998 is also a kind of life

Watching Yang Zhu familiarly use chopsticks to ignite charcoal on the natural gas stove, and then put them one by one from the top of the copper pot, Wan Qingyi looked at this empty dormitory with some envy: "It's still you That's good, there are everything, it seems that entering the factory in advance is really beneficial!"

Yang Zhu glanced at his lips: "It has nothing to do with whether you can enter the factory early or not. I'm lucky. There will be such a dormitory with one bedroom and one living room vacant at that time. In addition, I begged the section chief with shamelessness, and he will Give it to me."

Wan Qingyi smiled, didn't take it to heart, and came here with a stern face, who is your section chief, really think I haven't inquired about it?

"Yang Zhu, there is something I want to discuss with you." Although Xiaohua still smiled, her eyes were slightly unnatural.

"What's the matter?" Yang Zhu looked at the two steamed buns on the table in an inconspicuous place, without raising his head thoughtfully.

"That... I want you to help me with my next report." Wan Qingyi's voice was slightly out of tune, and Yang Zhu didn't need to look up to know that she was a little nervous at the moment.

Later report?

Yang Zhu thought for a while, and then he remembered that Director Lin hoped that the top student of Qilu Normal University he valued would submit a vision about the marketing strategy of the soda factory later.

Yang Zhu smiled, and was about to refuse, Wan Qingyi, who had been observing his facial expression, immediately added: "Don't worry, I won't let you help for nothing!"

Yang Zhu looked at her with a half-smile: "Oh? What are you going to do to prevent me from helping you in vain?"

Seeing Yang Zhu's expression, Xiaohua's classmate didn't know what to think of, and moved her body back cautiously: "Yang Zhu, we are all classmates, I just want to focus on my work, and I haven't thought about it. Personal issues; we are all idealistic people, you can understand that, right?"

Seeing the school girl's paranoid appearance, Yang Zhu thought of the life trajectory of someone in the later generations, and his expression was a little strange: "Hehe, I think so too."

Although Yang Zhu's expression seemed a bit strange, Wan Qingyi was slightly relieved when he heard what he said, and quickly hammered some words to death: "Well, I think everyone will become good friends in the future."

After finishing speaking, Xiaohua's expression became serious:

"Well...Yang Zhu, I don't mean to show off in the next words, please understand this."

"Look, I'm assigned to the secretary's office now, and if nothing else happens, I will definitely stay in the secretary's office;"

"I think you should be very clear about what kind of department the Secretary's Office is, and last time I also talked with you and Qingcuo about Director Lin's future functional planning for this department. It can be said that as long as the performance is good, the It is only a matter of time before the department transforms from the second brain in the factory to the second decision-making body."

"Thanks to you and Qingcuo, now Director Lin and Secretary Dong treat me with respect that doesn't belong to me; if I can make some outstanding performances in the next job, I believe that in the future Factory Manager Lin's style of doing things will definitely send some [tests] to me; by then, even if I am just a student who has just entered the factory, other leaders in the factory will definitely not despise me too much."

"When the time is right, I don't think it will be particularly difficult to beat the side drums for you and Qingcuo, and seek the benefits and promotion channels that you deserve."

"I can see that although you are careless about your future, you still care about Qingcuo as a younger sister; don't you still have the heart to be a leader who is always worried about Qingcuo for the rest of his life? A small employee who eats steamed buns in vegetable soup?"

After listening to the words of the school flower classmate, Yang Zhu really didn't take it seriously. Outside of him, he had the soon-to-be-established Zhutou business, and inside he was quietly guarded by the old Li Tou. Neither he nor the little girl needed more than one more Dispensable people protect;

but……

In the north of this era, without a certain background and chips, it is really not easy to do anything, so Yang Zhu has always valued the talisman of the Quancheng Soda Factory,

If the secretariat department is really going to be used, its status in the foreseeable future is really not to be underestimated, and it is not the same as a functional department with a clear division of labor like the sales department. , can do a lot of things that old Li can't do.

Should I bury a chess piece?

Yang Zhu hesitated.

Seeing that Yang Zhu was silent, Wan Qingyi knew that he didn't have enough bargaining chips, so he hesitated for a while: "I know, what I said just now is nothing, and it's reasonable for you to be unable to make a decision at the moment."

"In order to show my sincerity, and to keep you busy, how about this... In the next year, I will pay you the full amount of my monthly salary, and it will be my tuition fee!"

After hearing this, Yang Zhu looked at her in surprise. You must know that the salary of the secretary office is not low. Even ordinary workers are paid nearly 800 yuan at present, which is nearly 150 yuan higher than that of ordinary workers!This is equivalent to in 2020, someone suddenly told you that I will give you a monthly salary of 8000 yuan, a total of 9.6 yuan. The only requirement is that you guide me to write a report. This kind of thing is estimated to be big. Some people will not refuse.

As for whether Wan Qingyi, who has turned in all his salary, will be reduced to eating steamed buns every day like a seaweed monster... I can only say that you are overthinking.According to Yang Zhu's knowledge, Xiaohua's family is not short of money. How could such a precious daughter make her hungry?

However, Yang Zhu doesn't pay much attention to this fee now: "So willing to spend money? How do you know that I can help you?"

The classmate Xiaohua heard the looseness in Yang Zhu's tone, and after slightly letting go of her hanging heart, she gave Yang Zhu an expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Old classmate, there is no need to explain such an obvious problem, right?

A friendly smile appeared on Yang Zhu's face: "OK, for the face of the 800 oceans per month, the deal is made!"

Xiao Hua breathed a sigh of relief, and then corrected, "It's 782 yuan!"

Yang Zhu shrugged, 782 is 782, how can I still care about the 18 yuan?

………………

After dawdling in the bathroom for half an hour, Haicaohang came out with wet hair and a tracksuit two sizes bigger than himself.

"Huh? Didn't you eat Shancheng hot pot? How did it turn into white soup?" The seaweed monster looked curiously at the white soup tumbling in the copper pot...er, plain water, without smelling the spicy aroma.

Yang Zhu put down the kitchen knife he borrowed from the aunt in the cafeteria in the rain, motioned for Wan Qingyi to take over the cutting of beef, and curled his lips: "Suddenly I don't want to eat Shancheng hot pot. Let's try a new way of eating, nourishing and nutritious pot. It is said Pretty healthy."

Although he has long been accustomed to Yang Zhu's waywardness, the seaweed monster still felt aggrieved when he heard that the hot pot base in Shancheng that he had worked so hard to bring back after traveling halfway to Quancheng was invalid. Soup base with scallions-a nutritious pot?It's obviously boiled water.

Throwing two slices of fat beef into the soup, watching oily flowers gradually appear in the soup, Wan Qingyi winked at the girl, and the seaweed monster followed her line of sight——in the trash can, two familiar steamed buns Lying there quietly.

The seaweed monster, who understood what was happening, picked up the steamed buns distressedly.

Really, even if you take care that I can't eat spicy food and change it to a white soup pot, then there is no need to throw away the steamed buns; at worst, at worst I can just eat more meat.

The seaweed monster felt his nose sore.

At this time, Yang Zhu came out with a small bag from the house: "Little girl, sit here!"

Hearing Yang Zhu's unquestionable tone, the sea grass monster groaned and sat obediently on the sofa.

Seeing Yang Zhu getting closer and closer, and then squatting down to touch his feet, the seaweed monster turned pale with fright: "You, what are you going to do!?"

Seeing this guy's horror of being molested, Yang Zhu had a string of black lines on his forehead: "What's it called! Obediently, don't move!"

Hmm... Although this girl's feet are swollen like pig's trotters, I have to say that the shape of her feet is quite delicate, tsk tsk...

Seeing Yang Zhu holding his foot tightly and shaking it slowly for a week, and then taking out a bottle of safflower oil from the bag, the seaweed monster realized that he was thinking too much.

Uh... Actually, you don't need to take medicine, it will be fine in a few days, medicine is very expensive.

And, if it really doesn't work, I'll do it myself, my feet are really itchy when you pinch them...

On the other side, Wan Qingyi, who was hanging the soup base, took a look at Yang Zhu, who was seriously applying and rubbing the medicine, and then looked enviously at the seaweed monster with its teeth bared and mouth cracked.

this girl,

It's really hard to say whether it's lucky or not...

ps: The next few chapters are about flood fighting. This is the first important turning point in this book, so I have to write it. If you don’t like it, you can skip to Chapter 37 directly.