Chen Rou accompanied Li Xia and the two female employees to a rare and delicious meal.
Large yellow croaker, abalone, grouper, and prawns the size of the back of your hand—all are delicious dishes.
But Chen Rou was eating all by herself. The other three women would occasionally join her with a bite of rice, but they ate very little. Li Xia probably really wanted Chen Rou to stay, saying repeatedly, "I just changed the sheets and blankets yesterday, they're so clean."
But one of the female employees said, "Sister Li, Miss Chen is used to sleeping on a Simmons mattress, she's not used to sleeping on a wooden plank bed."
Li Xia thought about it and agreed. Her face flushed, and she asked Chen Rou, "Are you leaving tomorrow? I'll get up early and see you off."
Chen Rou said, "Leave the door open. I should be back tonight."
The other two female employees shook their heads, but Li Xia was particularly excited and at a loss for words: "Okay!"
Chen Rou could understand Nie Zhao's petty thoughts and unreasonable behavior. She didn't have to go back to the hotel, but she had to go and check on the situation when A Fa and Xiao Ding went to inspect the place, and then meet with Nie Zhao. Men are like that; a little coaxing is all it takes.
She rarely comes back, and she wants to spend the whole night with a woman who is willing to spend all her money to buy her nice things.
The other two female employees looked on with envy when they heard that the Hong Kong businessman's wife was really going to stay overnight. They looked at the table full of good fish and shrimp and swallowed their saliva with envy. In recent years, the poorest people have been the factory workers. At least fishermen have seafood to eat, but the factory workers still use food coupons. City people don't know how to go beachcombing. It's really like sitting on a gold mine and starving. Their stomachs were growling with hunger.
Chen Rou smiled and pointed to the dishes on the table: "You can divide them up and pack them up to take back for the children."
Li Xia must have felt a little pained because Chen Rou hadn't eaten much, and she wanted Chen Rou to eat more. But the two female employees were overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Mrs. Nie. Look at Mrs. Nie, she's beautiful inside and out."
Li Xia was even more pleased to hear this than Chen Rou, and instructed the two female employees, "Send some to Li Cuihua, Zhang Yindi and Mao Zhaodi in the tenement building as well. They are from the countryside, poor, and have many children at home. Every bite they can eat is a bite more."
The two female employees smiled and agreed: "Li Xia, you are the kindest person in the whole factory. You will be rewarded because your family has a wealthy Hong Kong businessman."
Chen Rou watched coldly and suddenly understood why Nie Zhao rejected her plan to privatize the wool mill, instead asking Director Gao to apply for land and sending Li Xia to study further, thus paving a path for her to become a cadre in a state-owned factory.
People like Nie Zhao, who are full of insight, are very good at observing people.
Li Xia is kind-hearted and has a strong personality; such a person is very likely to suffer in business.
But she is kind-hearted and has some talent in textiles. She should be given a professional management position, which would not require as much worry as running a business or dealing with backstabbing, and she could still make a name for herself.
Based on Secretary An's familiarity with Sanmao Factory, Chen Rou could roughly guess what was going on.
He must have already sent Secretary An to investigate the wool mill long before she mentioned it to Nie Zhao, and the development path he chose for the wool mill was indeed more optimized than she could have imagined.
Thinking of this, Chen Rou couldn't help but feel discouraged. In terms of business acumen, she was far inferior to Nie Zhao.
But no matter what, Chen Rou was happy as long as she could help Li Xia and Sanmao Factory find a stable path for development.
After bidding farewell to the reluctant Li Xia and the applause-filled send-off from everyone at the wool factory, Chen Rou asked the factory's driver to take her back to the Bayi Hotel where Nie Zhao and the others were staying that night.
It goes without saying that since it's called the August 1st Hotel, it's obvious which organization it's under.
Unlike in the future, the August 1st Hotel in these days is not open to the public; everyone needs a letter of introduction to check in, and it is exclusively for military personnel.
The driver from the wool mill and the young man in military uniform at the front desk had to verify Chen Rou's identity and check her name on the list before they could park and check her in. As for the young man in military uniform, Chen Rou, who was registered as a visitor from Hong Kong and a wealthy woman, was a mystery to him because she was so familiar with the hotel's various services as if she used to stay there all the time.
"It's not hot water time yet, is it? I want to take a shower and I need to fill two kettles. Do I need to go to the service station in the backyard to get them? My feet hurt a bit. Can I ask a service worker to bring them to me?" she asked.
Chen Rou stayed there because the hotel hadn't been renovated in decades, and she was used to it, so she was quite familiar with all the details.
But to the young man who registered, she was simply a mystery.
How did she know to go to the backyard service department to fetch water, and also know that guests could apply to be service staff?
The young man flipped through the order form and said, "Madam, you are a guest specially approved by the General Staff. Hot water is available 24 hours a day."
Seriously? Even if we don't talk about Chen Rou in my past life, Yue Guoqi didn't have such a good thing when he came to stay. Everyone had to time their showers, but it's different when Nie Zhao comes. Hot water is available 24 hours a day.
Knowing her old unit well, she had to remind the young soldier at the front desk: "I'm going upstairs to take a shower. If possible, please tell the boiler room not to add water for now."
It's November now, and the Shenzhen stock market is fluctuating as winter approaches. It's quite cold, and the hot water supply at the Bayi Hotel is particularly unpredictable. Often, you're enjoying a nice shower when the boiler operator starts adding cold water. Chen Rou used to enjoy that pungent sensation in her past life; she loved the contrast between hot and cold. But not in this life, as her body isn't as strong as it used to be.
The receptionist saluted: "Okay, I'll call the boiler room right now!"
Chen Rou went upstairs with the keys and discovered a problem.
Nie Zhao is a foreign businessman, and it's very difficult to get a room at the Bayi Hotel these days, so he only managed to get one room.
Of course, living here means he doesn't need bodyguards with annual salaries of millions or even tens of millions, let alone millions.
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