Chapter 142 What do you think of Director Niu as the general manager?

Of course, Gu Huaian may not have thought of this poem, she may have over-interpreted it. 椩

Gu Huaian simply used the best Yunjin to make the certificate cover.

The little brother is really generous.

But this also reminded her that it is not enough to have a bonus, but also a certificate.

Uncle He and Mr. Lin from the provincial capital, find time to tell them to give them a certificate.

In the future, if there is a bonus, they will all be equipped with certificates. Song Yu Nuan felt happy.

Chu Zizhou glanced at Song Yu Nuan and wanted to say that it was Yunjin, don't scratch it, but when he saw the little girl quickly wrapped up the certificate, he shut up.

Song Ting was eager to go home, and at this time, many people saw Captain Chu coming back and surrounded him.椩Many people

greeted Song Ting, but they were most concerned about the sun hat, but no one dared to ask.

Many people also greeted Song Ting, but Song Mingsheng was quick and had already run away with the fat pork.

Some uncles and aunts were not coveting your pork, but liked to point at the pork, and even touch it.

The little guy has been eating well recently and still has strength.

Although the brigade was very lively, as if it was the New Year, little Asheng still ran away.

Song Ting led her niece home and did not forget to say thank you to Chu Zizhou.

Chu Zizhou was much better this time. He smiled at Song Ting and said softly, "You're welcome."椩

After Song Ting returned home, she found that her family had changed a lot.

The thatched house was still the same thatched house, but a wing was built on the west side and windows were installed. They said it was going to be used as a workshop.

It meant a workshop.

Her room…

Old Mrs. Song didn’t care: “Go live in your niece’s room. This place will be used as a warehouse for the time being, otherwise I will have to clean it up.”

Song Ting smiled and said that her mother was partial, and then Xia Guilan and Lian Xiang came around and asked her about everything, mainly about her teacher Zhu Man.

Old Mrs. Song said that in ancient times, there had to be a gift for becoming a disciple. Song Ting: " No

, I won't go with the teacher for now, I'll wait for a year."

Old Mrs. Song was anxious: "If you don't go, what if they don't want you anymore?" Song Yunuan

: "Grandma, they won't want you anymore. I think what my aunt did is right. My aunt has been in this industry for too short a time, less than half a year, and there is no one in our Beidu. There are so

many talents in such a big song and dance troupe. My aunt is in Nanshan County, which is also considered to be at the grassroots level. She should practice more, participate in more performances and accumulate experience, especially stage experience, which is very important for my aunt."

Hearing what Song Yunuan said, Old Mrs. Song thought it made sense.

But she still asked Song Ting: "I wanted to visit you these days, but one thing after another, I didn't have time. Your father is right, there should be a gift for the teacher, so what should we take? Do we need to pay the tuition?"

Song Ting shook her head: "I have asked, no tuition, if I go, I will also be a formal employee, then the household registration and food relationship will be transferred, and there will be a salary, but I will be registered under the name of Teacher Zhu Man." After a pause

, she said: "The teacher will leave tomorrow, I will go to see her off, and pack her shepherd's purse dumplings in a lunch box, nothing else."

Old Mrs. Song smiled immediately.

She also asked if she should make some meat sauce, put less sauce, and no chili, will it affect her throat.

I just heard about this.

Song Ting: "No, it's okay to eat a little."

Mrs. Song was relieved, and someone came to see Song Ting.

They were all her little sisters in the village.

Song Ting went to the yard to talk.

It was strange. I didn't feel anything before, but after seeing Song Ting perform on stage, several girls felt as if they had a distance.

Holding the candy given by Song Ting, they all felt flattered.

Song Ting said, "You guys eat."

Erya said, "Tingting, you will be a city dweller in the future, and you will marry a city dweller, which is different from us."

"What's the difference? If you need help in the county in the future, you can find me if I'm in the unit."

"Tingting, you have a loud voice since you were a child, and now you can finally use it."

"My niece happened to see the recruitment notice posted by the art troupe, and Xiaonuan signed me up. Otherwise, where would I get such an opportunity?"

Erya said hurriedly, "My mother said that some people are born to bring prosperity to the family. You see, before Xiaonuan came back, your family didn't have a good time, but after Xiaonuan came, it really got better and better."

Someone named Daxue wanted to say, but after Xiaonuan came back, your eldest brother's captain was removed.

But after thinking about it, he swallowed the words he was about to say.

If Aunt Song heard this, he would be easily scolded.

In the hands of Mrs. Song were the gala oil and egg cake bought by her grandson. Song Yu Nuan asked her to thank Ah Sheng.

The old lady felt that the wool came from the sheep, so she didn't want to say anything. Song Yu Nuan said, "Grandma, you can't think like that. This is Ah Sheng's labor income. Ah Sheng used the wages he earned to honor you. You should be touched."

Mrs. Song immediately looked at her grandson who was looking at her eagerly, and wiped her eyes with emotion: "My dear grandson, you are really sensible. Grandma is very happy."

Then she gave the egg cake to Ah Sheng: "Eat it, but you can only eat one piece. There will be delicious food in the evening."

Ah Sheng declined: "I bought it for grandma. If I eat it, it will not count."

He wanted to eat meat, and he didn't want to eat the egg cake first.

Ah Sheng happily distributed the things to his family, but found that there was no shampoo for his aunt. Song Yunuan said, "Give the shampoo to your aunt, and I'll give it to her later."

So everyone was happy.

Old Mrs. Song thought it was good, and it seemed quite disciplined.

Song Liang came back from the brigade and said happily that all the sun hats were sold. He also told Song Yunuan that the brigade planned to give her a bonus because she was the one who proposed it, so she should be rewarded.

It was decided to hold a meeting tomorrow morning to praise her.

But at this moment, Chu Zizhou came running again and called Song Yunuan, "It's Mr. Ji's call."

Song Yu Nuan hurried to the brigade headquarters.

Then he also knew what happened today.

Ji Lao said that Du Zhenhai admitted that he wrote the letter, but he did not admit that someone instructed him to do so.

Song Yu Nuan: "Second Master, let's not talk about this matter first. I have to praise you a few words first. You are mighty and domineering, decisive in killing, and you solve problems neatly and neatly without any dragging. If you were in ancient times, you must be a general who is both civil and military. I am lucky to call you Second Master." Ji Lao

over there laughed.

The little girl speaks so nicely.

But after laughing, he said to Song Yunuan seriously: "Du Zhenhai should be dismissed."

Song Yunuan looked around. She was the only one here, but she still lowered her voice and said: "Mr. Ji, what do you think of Director Niu as the general manager?"

Mr. Ji raised his eyebrows: "I think it's okay. By the way, Director Niu told me that a Beidu man named Xia Xiangqian came today and kept looking for Du Zhenhai. When he heard that Du Zhenhai was taken away, he asked the service staff where the post office was. He should have gone to make a phone call."

Song Yunuan glared: "Xia Xiangqian, it should be Xia Sanwa."