Chapter 142
At mealtime, many small carts appear in the open space next to the construction site, selling rice rolls, boxed lunches, herbal tea... all kinds of shouting mixed together, mixed with the diners' dialects from all over the world, and they are immersed in the aroma of the food together.
Among these stalls, at a greasy wooden table, Chen Lanjun pulled Pang Xiaopeng to sit down and called to the boss: "Two servings of rice noodle rolls, please."
"Okay, sit down first and I'll come up."
Two servings of warm rice noodle rolls, placed in a plastic box torn in half, were placed on the table.
The sauce is poured on top, and it tastes so familiar.
Pang Xiaopeng was a little stunned.
Chen Lanjun pulled open the disposable wooden chopsticks and rubbed off the burrs on them. Seeing that she didn't come to take it in time, she just stared blankly and said with a smile: "Does it look familiar? Speaking of which, when you first learned to set up a stall with us, we also made this kind of rice noodle rolls."
It's a bit nostalgic to talk about it. Although when I think back now, many of the memories of the educated youth stalls are about the hard work, the joy of everyone working together at that time was also real.
Pang Xiaopeng was obviously recalling the past, and there was a slight curve at the corners of his mouth.
"In fact, at the beginning, I accidentally burned my hand. I was afraid that Sister Lan would dislike me for being stupid and not take me with her, so I didn't dare to say anything."
Even though the back of his hands were burned red, he pretended nothing happened and turned his back to rinse them with cold water.
Chen Lanjun smiled and said, "I did notice it a little bit. At that time, I thought you must want to learn how to set up a stall with me. So I chose you, and I was right."
She stretched out her hand, gently placed it on the back of Pang Xiaopeng's hand, and said, "It's good now. Our stall is now worth tens of millions, and it's considered a big business."
Pang Xiaopeng smiled faintly: "Yes, I have made money now, but I feel that... some people are drifting away."
"It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married," Chen Lanjun said calmly, "Besides, if you mean Tong Tong, she wasn't the first one to work with us. To be honest, I do value you more."
Hearing this, Pang Xiaopeng looked at her deeply and said sincerely, "Sister Lan, I don't want to work there anymore. Can I come to your place?"
"Of course," Chen Lanjun pointed to the completed office building behind and said, "As long as you are willing, there will definitely be a place for you in this office building behind. But, have you thought it through?"
Once this decision was made, the friendship between Pang Xiaopeng and Tong Tong basically came to an end. They had known each other since childhood, and Chen Lanjun did not want to force her to make a choice unless there was no other way. Moreover, Chen Lanjun knew the situation of Pang Xiaopeng's family. Her family valued the reputation of the state-owned enterprise more and hoped that she could stay in the local area.
Pang Xiaopeng nodded, looking very determined: "I've thought it through, Sister Lan, I still want to work with you."
She was no longer shy about talking about her dissatisfaction with the Fourth Food Factory. At first, it felt good when both parties worked together to update the formula and packaging, but after they really started to make money and made a lot of profit, the working atmosphere gradually changed.
Some of the regular workers at the Fourth Food Factory began to push the work onto the temporary workers, and were happy to be idle, not setting foot in the factory workshop, but closing the door of the office and playing cards all day. They also became much lazier in their attitude towards the orders from Xingshiji, and treated the orders as if they were orders from the superiors for production planning in the past, and did not take any small errors seriously.
Pang Xiaopeng criticized them twice, but they still talked back, which made her so angry that she made a rule that they would be fined if they did it again. As a result, they really did it for the third time, and they caused a batch of products to be substandard, but they still wanted to get away with it. Pang Xiaopeng found out and said he would fine them.
"Guess what he said," Pang Xiaopeng was angry when he recalled the scene after a long time. "The man pointed at my nose and said, 'You are the capitalist's running dog, Zhou Paopi! Who do you think you are! You still want to exploit the working class and deduct money!' Sister Lan, what kind of words are these?"
The two of them had a big quarrel and the quarrel went all the way to Tong Tong. Tong Tong tried to smooth things over and secretly told Pang Xiaopeng that the man was a relative of a certain leader. In the end, she just gave him a verbal criticism and let the matter go.
Pang Xiaopeng said angrily: "They are hopeless. Just now they are getting better, but now they are shaking. Now they are causing trouble again with the dividend withholding. Sister Lan, you should break up with them as soon as possible and start your own business!"
"I'll think about it carefully," Chen Lanjun pushed the rice noodle roll towards her, "Eat it first, it's almost cold."
After dinner, Chen Lanjun led Pang Xiaopeng to the newly built staff dormitory: "This one has a good orientation and is spacious. Although the furniture inside is second-hand, it is also very new. If you don't like it, I will change it for you later."
"No, no," Pang Xiaopeng said, "This is good enough."
"You stay here first. After the New Year is over, I will go to Suicheng with you."
After settling Pang Xiaopeng, Chen Lanjun returned to her parents' home. As soon as she opened the door, Fengjun, who was watching Xixi reciting English, looked up at her and asked, "Is Xiaopeng settled?"
"Well," Chen Lanjun sat on the sofa, "She must be determined to come with me."
Feng Jun asked Xixi to do her homework, pulled Chen Lanjun into the room, and asked, "So, what do you think?"
This matter involves not only real money, but also a test. A kind horse is often ridden by others, and a kind person is often bullied. If Zhengmei Group does not respond this time, then the Fourth Food Factory will definitely go a step further next time.
Chen Lanjun rubbed her temples and asked, "What do you mean, sister?"
"If you ask me, if it needs to be separated, then separate." Feng Jun has been in Hong Kong for many years and has heard too many news reports on the radio about companies breaking up and merging. He thinks this is a common thing.
Chen Lanjun sighed, fell on the bed, looked at the blank ceiling and said, "Having a falling out with Tong Tong is a small matter. Even having a falling out with the Fourth Food Factory is not a big deal. The most important thing is the person who manages the Fourth Food Factory."
The Fourth Food Factory is a state-owned factory, and because of its recent surge in profits, it has left an impression on the leaders.
Taking this incident as an example, Chen Lanjun felt that even if Tong Tong's courage gradually grew, with her personality, she could only make a few hundred thousand yuan at most. If she could make a million yuan, it must be the leader behind her who instructed her.
The real problem is how to deal with the relationship with the local government. Unless Zhengmei Group's products are no longer sold in Suicheng, she must handle it carefully and cannot really "cut off all ties".
After thinking for a day, Chen Lanjun went to wish Lao Liang a happy new year and told him about her current predicament.
Before leaving, she rubbed her eyes deliberately and let her hair loose, looking like a weak woman.
Due to the completion of the new industrial zone, Lao Liang's political achievements were obvious to all, and his family was also very popular. After a while, he came to see Chen Lanjun alone.
After listening, Lao Liang said: "This matter is indeed tricky. I don't recommend that you cut off your relationship with the Suicheng Fourth Food Factory directly."
He was afraid that she was young and impetuous, so he analyzed a few things for her, which were exactly what Chen Lanjun had figured out.
Chen Lanjun put her hands on her knees and said obediently, "I understand."
Seeing that she listened to his advice, Lao Liang felt a little relieved and asked, "Since you came to me, you probably want my help, right?"
"Yes, if possible," Chen Lanjun asked timidly, "could you please mediate between us? We will not directly terminate our cooperation with the Fourth Food Factory, but we do want to change the way of cooperation."
"Tell me about it."
Chen Lanjun raised her head slightly and said, "In the future, the 'Sports Power' produced in our industrial park will be packaged in new packaging to distinguish it. I hope that when we settle accounts in the future, our packaging will be counted as our profit, and theirs will still be theirs."
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