Director Liu's eyes began to roll. Now these few hundred kilograms of meat alone could not satisfy his appetite.
We must find a way to keep Li Qinghe in the factory.
He is not just an electrician now, he is the God of Wealth.
Nowadays, anyone with money can do whatever they want as long as it is not illegal.
If there is a problem in the factory and it needs help from other factories, it used to require treating and saying nice things, and that might not necessarily get it done. But with Li Qinghe, it's like throwing a pig over, and wouldn't the other side immediately rush forward to help?
Or... ask someone to use his connections and get an electrician to send back to Director Yang?
Um!!
Good idea!
Li Qinghe didn't know what he was up to, and said solemnly: "Director Liu, please remember to go there after 10 o'clock in the evening. After all, this matter is...right."
"I understand, I understand. Don't worry, no one will take a step forward until the time comes."
He understood Li Qinghe's caution. This sounded good, as it was to solve the meat problem for the factory and seek benefits for the workers.
To put it bluntly, it is speculation.
Don't say that it is for the purpose of improving the workers' meals. If it is just a few kilograms or even dozens of kilograms, the higher-ups will turn a blind eye when they know about it. After all, it is not easy. Every factory has buyers squatting in the pigeon market, and it is all tacitly accepted.
But if you get several hundred kilograms at a time, you can’t just ignore it.
Where did all this meat come from? How did it come from? Who provided it? These are things that cannot be seen in the light.
So Director Liu understood what to do. He still wanted to continue cooperating with Li Qinghe, but he couldn't block the way.
If the matter were to be leaked, even if he could clear himself of the charge, where would he be able to buy meat in the future?
After that, the two discussed some details and Li Qinghe stood up and prepared to leave.
"Qinghe, do you have a way to get some fine grain?"
Director Liu suddenly asked.
Li Qinghe asked: "Fine grain? What kind do you want?"
He now has a much larger space, but he only grows wheat and rice as fine grains, and can only provide these two types.
If Director Liu wants it, he can provide it in large quantities. After all, the crops in the space grow very fast, and a batch can be produced in a few days. They are all stored above the space, like dark clouds, a large area. When you look up, you see nothing but food.
He was a little worried about such a large quantity, as the Pigeon Market could not consume it all. If Director Liu wanted it, it would be a good opportunity to clear out a batch of inventory.
Director Liu was just asking casually, but he didn't expect that Li Qinghe actually had a way to get it.
His face turned red with excitement. "Can I get some rice and flour?"
Li Qinghe nodded and said, "If you want to ask about other things, I don't have them, but I do have these two. How many do you want?"
"I want as many as you can get!" Director Liu stood up immediately.
The last time he asked for meat, he remembered his lesson and said less in excitement.
Li Qinghe smiled dumbly, "Okay, I'll contact them and get back to you in the next two days. I can't say how much more, but I can still get one or two thousand kilograms."
"Okay, okay! Okay, what's the price?"
"All refined rice and flour, 40 cents a pound, how about that?"
"It's settled!"
Director Liu grabbed Li Qinghe's hand and agreed immediately.
Is it money that he lacks? No, what he lacks is supplies, tickets.
These days, all factories are not short of money. Although the machine repair factory is a small factory, it is really not short of money. I can't say how much money he has, but he can easily take out tens of thousands of yuan.
But what good is money? Without supplies, quotas, or tickets, you can't buy anything.
"It's settled then. I'm going to work now. Don't forget, it's ten o'clock in the evening."
"Don't worry, I won't forget it."
Nonsense, even if you forget your age, you can't forget this.
Li Qinghe didn't waste any time. He opened the door and walked out. He went to the office to pick up his tool kit and went straight to the workshop.
At noon, he went to the workshop to find Liang Ladi. He wanted to chat with her, but she was in a hurry and went back to the workshop to work after just a few words.
In the morning, the steel rolling mill delivered a crankshaft that needed to be welded. Time was tight and she was very busy.
"Okay, give me the lunch box. I'll help you get the food. You have to eat no matter how busy you are."
Liang Ladi felt very happy and ran to the workshop to get the lunch box.
I was right about the person.
"Don't bet too much, just a little will do." Fearing that Li Qinghe would spend money recklessly, he did not forget to give him a reminder.
Li Qinghe felt happy. Women in this era are really good. They know how to help their men save money.
It’s not like in later generations, where not spending money doesn’t mean you don’t love me, and spending more money represents how much love you have.
If the food is not enough or not good enough, he will get angry.
If the other person feels sorry for you, then you should also feel sorry for him/her.
"That's enough, a woman talks so much, you just eat whatever I hit you, that's enough, I'm leaving."
After being scolded, Liang Ladi was not angry at all. Instead, she was quite happy and went back to work in a hurry.
Dayong saw how happy she was and came over, "Master, what did Master Li do with your lunch box?"
Liang Ladi's smile faded. "Why are you asking so many questions, little brat? Hurry up and work. When will you be able to learn my craft?"
"Oh." Dayong shrank his neck.
After a while, Li Qinghe came back, left the lunch box, and reminded him to eat well.
Liang Ladi opened the lunch box and saw two white flour buns and two eggs inside, and her heart felt warm.
Just after she finished her meal, a co-worker came over and asked her to go to Secretary Jiao.
Liang Ladi nodded, "Okay, I understand."
He took off his gloves and quickly walked out of the workshop.
When I arrived at Secretary Jiao’s office, I saw that the door was not closed, so I walked straight in.
He collapsed on the sofa and said, "I'm so tired."
Secretary Jiao looked at her with a smile and poured her a glass of water. "Thank you for your hard work."
Liang Ladi looked exhausted. "Why is the steel mill so urgent? I am the only one who can work on the crankshafts that were delivered. I worked on it all morning by myself and I am so tired.
"By the way, what do you want to talk to me about?"
"It's like this. I went to a meeting this morning and had a working lunch at noon. I handed out a fried dough stick to no one, but I couldn't bear to eat it. I'll give it to you. Take it home and feed it to your child."
Secretary Jiao took out a lunch box and handed it over.
In the past, Liang Ladi would have accepted it.
Seeing that there were still a lot of fried dough sticks and buns at home, I pushed them back.
"You hold me, I don't need it."
Secretary Jiao looked at her strangely and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Do you think it's too little? No, this is not your style."
"What's my usual style? You're not happy that I don't use fried dough sticks?"
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