Mr. Zhang drank a few drinks and became a little drunk.

He looked around in a drunken stupor, and finally a trace of loneliness appeared on his face.

"Old Liu, I miss the old days so much! Especially the dances back then, hehe! There are so many beauties, that's what life is." Mr. Zhang showed a look of reminiscence.

Director Liu smiled slightly and said calmly: "What? You want to follow me out?"

"Forget it! I'm old enough and I don't have the energy to do anything about it. But you are the youngest in my family, so you have to take care of me!"

"Understood! I will definitely take care of him if I have the chance." Director Liu nodded and started tapping the table with his fingers.

Mr. Zhang knew that Director Liu was thinking about something, so he drank.

After a while, Director Liu murmured to himself: "Old Zhang, how can you be sure that the formula is authentic? You can't believe it just because Lu Weidong wrote it casually."

"This...Old Liu, haven't you tried his pasta?" Mr. Zhang asked.

"It's a simple version! It's for the workers. It's a real small stove with authentic taste. I heard that only Li Huaide's family has eaten it in the factory. With Li Huaide's picky taste, only the master chefs like Ba Daju Ba Building in Sijiucheng can make it so well."

." Director Liu said in a deep voice.

"That's it! I know there is another person who has tasted it, Director Liu Feng of the machine repair factory. Unfortunately, this person has a withdrawn personality and rarely participates in social activities." Mr. Zhang said immediately.

Director Liu nodded, "I also know that it is too difficult to follow his path."

"What do you mean...?" Mr. Zhang looked at Director Liu.

"I thought about it, we must know the authentic taste in advance. So, let's take advantage of the situation." Director Liu said slowly.

"Taking advantage of the situation? Whose?"

"Of course it belongs to Director Yang! Lao Zhang, you need to speak up. Isn't it your sixtieth birthday soon? Let's publicize it and get it done!"

"This..." Mr. Zhang suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

"What? Are you worried about money?" Director Liu frowned.

"No! No! I'm really short of money! All my early accumulation was lost to a few children." Mr. Zhang said bitterly.

"Oh! I'll give you two hundred first! You can do something about this and take care of it! After the transaction is completed, I will give you a large amount of money. From now on, you don't have to worry about money." Director Liu took the photo.

He patted Mr. Zhang on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" Mr. Zhang's face was filled with joy, and he bowed to thank him again and again.

At this moment, he looked very humble.

The sharpness and sophistication of the early years have long disappeared in time...

It was a week after Lu Weidong received the news. At the same time, Shazhu also received an invitation from the Zhang family to cook dozens of tables of Tan family dishes, and the reward was five yuan.

After the youngest of the Zhang family left, Lu Weidong thought about it for a while and couldn't figure it out.

He is waiting for a reply right now!

Who would have known that the other party held a 60th birthday party first!

This behavior is very strange! It is also very reasonable, leaving Lu Weidong confused.

Since he couldn't analyze the other party's deep meaning, Lu Weidong was too lazy to continue thinking about it.

He spread out the letter paper and picked up a pen to reply to Ding Qiunan.

Ding Qiunan only replied to the letter I sent to Ding Qiunan last week today.

In the letter, Ding Qiunan told a lot about things in the canteen, Chuan Wa, Nan Yi and Feng Gangjun who had just arrived. Interesting things happened to these two groups every day.

Of course, every time, Feng Gangjun and Chuanwa unite to resist Nanyi's oppression and difficulties.

Nan Yi is now the master chef in the cafeteria. He is the only one who is unconvinced by him in the cafeteria.

The workshop of the machine repair shop is still the same as before. I heard that the orders were divided up among the brother units, and the factory director and other leaders were depressed for a long time.

However, the main factory rewarded the machine repair shop with a pig, and the factory director named it Xiao Zhuang.

I’ll have to kill him to eat after I’ve raised it for a while!…….

At the end of the letter, Ding Qiunan hoped that Lu Weidong would visit his parents on his behalf and ask them what difficulties they had.

Inside the envelope, there were also some national food stamps and oil stamps, which Ding Qiunan gave to his parents, and he hoped Lu Weidong would take them with him.

I wrote several letters, all of which were about other people's trivial matters. Ding Qiunan didn't mention herself at all.

She didn’t ask Lu Weidong how her situation was?

Obviously, Ding Qiunan was not optimistic that she would be recommended by the factory to go to college. She believed that this matter was destined to be hopeless.

As long as Director Liu of the Human Resources Department does not step down, she will have no hope.

Lu Weidong was thinking while writing. He told the story of Director Liu and others in detail. These people were not far from collapse. Lu Weidong told Ding Qiunan that they would soon be brought to justice and judged by the people.

After writing the matter, Lu Weidong read it over and suddenly felt something was wrong.

If this letter fell into the hands of outsiders, wouldn't it be a leak of secrets?

It's fine if irrelevant people find out. But if someone who is related to Director Liu happens to see it, it will be a big deal.

Thinking of this, Lu Weidong rubbed his forehead, tore off the letter paper and threw it into the iron furnace.

A ball of fire burned away the letter and Lu Weidong's eager mood.

Lu Weidong picked up the pen again, thought about it, and started replying again.

This time, he was talking about longing, and there was love between the lines.

After finishing writing, Lu Weidong re-read it and felt that it was very disgusting.

"Forget it! Women! I always like this tone." Lu Weidong muttered, sealed the envelope, and affixed a stamp...

Mr. Zhang’s 60th birthday will be held two months in advance.

Although everyone is a little strange about this, according to Mr. Zhang, it is all for family reunion so that the children can arrive in time.

Everyone believed it, so Mr. Zhang’s sixtieth birthday came and went quickly.

Early on Sunday morning, the Zhang family set up a shed, and guests arrived one after another.

Backyard, open-air stove.

Silly Zhu and the little fat boy were busy in full swing.

Today, Shazhu worked hard and put in all his energy to prepare a banquet.

On the other hand, Lu Weidong, also wearing an apron and a chef's hat, also came to cook for the host's family, but he sat on a chair and sipped tea slowly, out of tune with his surroundings.

Silly Zhu wiped off the hot sweat. He saw Lu Weidong's casual look out of the corner of his eye and was so angry that he snorted coldly.

Damn it!

What a bad luck!

Silly Zhu couldn't help but cursed in his heart. He didn't expect that Lu Weidong would also take over the Zhang family's work.

Seeing Lu Weidong like this, thinking that he is too busy and unable to do anything, Shazhu is so angry in his heart! He keeps rising, climbing higher and higher!

"Master! Do you always drink tea to calm down your shock?" The little fat man saw that Silly Zhu's face was not good, so he hurriedly held a bowl of tea and said carefully.

"Idiot! You can't drink too much tea. Leave me alone and continue." Silly Zhu scolded the little fat man, and he continued his movements.

At the moment, Silhu is angry and angry with Lu Weidong, full of resentment.

However, when he accepts the money from his employer, he must do it well, otherwise, his reputation will be ruined and it will be over!

This is also the reason why Shazhu endured Lu Weidong.

If it were in the cafeteria, Silly Zhu would have given up his job long ago.

Of course, this is just an analogy.

The real reason is that Silly Zhu is currently in debt and he really needs money.

The five yuan given by the Zhang family was already nearly twice the price that Shazhu paid for the job in the past.
Chapter completed!