Rebirth 1994: Starting from laid-off workers

This is not friendship, it is charity, it is insult!

Ye Xiumei's pretty face turned red, "No, I can't afford such a high-end place!"

As she said this, she pulled Zhang Jiaqiang and said, "Let's go!"

Originally, Zhang Jiaqiang planned to obey his wife, but now he has to eat this meal!
What we eat today is not food, but dignity!

He cannot let his wife and friends be looked down upon by others. Although the workers wear shabby work clothes, they support the development of industry with their labor and sweat, and they should be treated with the same respect as others!

Zhang Jiaqiang took a step forward and stood in front of Ye Xiumei, "Why are you leaving when you're here? Then who, are you the supervisor here?"

Xiaoxia nodded and said, "Yes, I am the supervisor on duty. Are you the one who wants to show off your eyebrows?"

He’s just a little foreman!Zhang Jiaqiang said, "Yes, I am the fool you just mentioned. What a coincidence that I can meet an acquaintance here. I don't think there are many customers in your store!"

Xiaoxia smiled awkwardly and said, "Our store is too high-end, so it's natural that there are few customers!"

28 is a high-end guy!

Zhang Jiaqiang suppressed his laughter and said seriously, "Well, for the sake of my acquaintances, I'll take care of your business. I've booked the venue at noon today. Plus the people in the store, how about a hundred people!"

Xiaoxia snorted coldly, "Don't be ridiculous, one hundred people is nearly 3000 yuan. The two of you can add up to [-] yuan a month, and you can't save so much in half a year!"

Zhang Jiaqiang turned to Wang Aiguo and said, "Master, give her three thousand first, and make up for the excess!"

After living for more than fifty years, Wang Aiguo was so strong-willed for the first time. He tore open the envelope and slapped the pile of vouchers that smelled of ink into Xiaoxia's hand.

Master Wang felt extremely happy and said loudly, "It's more than 3000 yuan, give it back to me later!"

Xiaoxia was dumbfounded, "Ah, so many vouchers, this..."

Zhang Jiaqiang said, "What's wrong? It can't be used? This is a voucher for your shopping mall. If it can't be used, I will go to your boss for comment!"

Xiaoxia was still in a daze when a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes walked out of the door. He looked at so many people gathered at the door and frowned and asked.

"Xiaoxia, what's going on?"

Xiaoxia finally woke up and said, "Mr. Wang, more than 100 of them want to book the venue!"

"The venue is reserved, please come in quickly, how can we let the guests at the door!" Mr. Wang smiled so hard that the wrinkles on his face spread.

"Mr. Wang, but none of them are wearing formal clothes."

Mr. Wang rolled his eyes at Xiaoxia and thought that there was something wrong with this manager. If there were not more than 100 people booking the table, wouldn't all the dishes at noon be wasted?

He pushed Xiaoxia away, stretched out his hand to open the door and gestured to come in, "Please come in, please come in. I wish you all a happy meal. If you have any needs, please ask. Xiaoxia, you have to take good care of these distinguished guests. If they are not satisfied, I will I’m asking you!”

Xiaoxia pursed her lips and was about to cry. She was busy greeting the workers to come in.

When she saw Ye Xiumei being led into the door by Zhang Jiaqiang, she was jealous and ashamed, and she never dared to look at them again.

More than a hundred laid-off workers have long been dazzled by the dazzling array of dishes.

Bright red crabs, oily prawns, beef in thick oily red sauce, as well as roast chicken, roast duck, roast sausage, mutton slices and beef slices are piled up in a hill as if they are free.

These can be eaten casually, making the usually frugal workers feel like they have come to heaven. They took this and that, and piled up a hill in front of everyone.

"Brothers, take as much as you want, and don't waste it if you don't have enough!" Zhang Jiaqiang greeted the big guys while choosing many exquisite dishes for his wife.

He placed a plate of salmon in front of Ye Xiumei and said softly, "Honey, eat it first, and I'll peel the crabs for you!" "Hey, how do you prepare a plate of raw fish? Do you want to rinse it yourself?" Ye Xiumei puffed up her cheeks and spoke. All confused.

"Silly wife, this is eaten raw, dipped in horseradish and soy sauce!"

"Huh, you're stupid, it's just sashimi, who cares about it!"

Zhang Jiaqiang didn't say anything back, lowered his head and peeled the crab carefully.

Under his dexterous hands, the crabs with red shells turned into snow-white crab meat and golden crab roe. Then he took a spoonful and brought it to Ye Xiumei's little mouth.

"Honey, there isn't much meat in June, but the crab roe is so fragrant. Open your mouth and try it!"

"It's annoying, so many people are watching!" Ye Xiumei complained, but her heart felt as sweet as drinking honey.

Just as the two of them were getting tired of each other, the bustling hall suddenly became quieter and quieter.

Zhang Jiaqiang noticed something was wrong and raised his head suddenly.

Hundreds of people put down the tableware and dishes in their hands one after another, picked up their wine glasses, and crowded around Zhang Jiaqiang for several layers.

Wang Aiguo's hand holding the wine glass kept shaking, and his voice was also trembling.

"Jia Qiang, we just discussed that we want to toast you a glass of wine together. You must drink this glass of wine!"

The other workers looked at Zhang Jiaqiang with burning eyes, some flushed with excitement, and some still had food in their mouths that had not been swallowed, but their eyes were also filled with gratitude and admiration.

"Brother Jiaqiang, brothers sincerely respect you, just drink it!" Guo Xiaonian's eyes were red as if he were filled with tears.

Zhao Xiaoyong put a glass of cold beer into Zhang Jiaqiang's hand, pursed his lips and said, "Brother Qiang, I was sorry to you before. From now on, I, Zhao Xiaoyong, will obey you alone. I will never look back in good or bad situations. You Drink it!”

Zhang Jiaqiang suddenly laughed and said, "Why are you so serious? Why don't you just drink? Why do you make it look like a memorial service!"

Everyone was amused and burst into laughter. Then they remembered that Zhang Jiaqiang was not going to die soon, and their faces suddenly fell.

"Brother Qiang, my elementary school classmate's uncle is an oncologist at the Second Hospital. Let's go have a look tomorrow and I'll definitely cure you!"

"Jia Qiang, I know an old Chinese medicine doctor who can treat all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases!"

"There is a goddess in my hometown."

"My neighbor knows Qigong."

Everyone was busy looking for doctors for Zhang Jiaqiang, and even recommended doctors for qigong and dance.

Although it was a bit unreliable, Zhang Jiaqiang felt warm in his heart after hearing it.

I couldn't help but secretly sigh that these kind, hard-working and conscientious people should not be abandoned and left to fend for themselves.

They represented the innocence and enthusiasm of that era, and devoted their youth and blood and sweat to that era. Abandoning them means abandoning those virtues, and only interests will remain from then on.

When I return to this era, I should lead them on a new path so that those traditional virtues can be preserved!

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiaqiang pressed his palm twice to calm everyone down.

He said loudly, "Brothers, I accept your wishes. Everyone who can come to dinner today is not an outsider. I will tell you the truth. My brain tumor is fake. It is just to deceive the factory director and make him agree to pay." Compensation, and then contract to give me an injection molding workshop!”