Siheyuan: Start with senior technicians

Chapter 65

"Then let's go to the flour mill. I'm fairly familiar with Director Zhao over there."

Yang Weibiao said to himself that if he wanted to switch to another factory, he would have to make some connections.

Vice Principal Chen was shocked. This energy was really big.

"In this way, tomorrow, you will bring someone with you, and I will bring someone with you. I will invite Factory Director Zhao out.

Let's go to Fengze Garden tonight. I'll book a private room and let's chat and check it out! "

Yang Weibiao still had to get this spot.

"Okay, you book a private room and I'll treat you!"

Vice Principal Chen's salary is not low, but what he lacks is connections.

"Okay, I'll just follow suit."

Yang Weibiao did not rush to pay. In real terms, both parties were equal.

"It's almost time, I still have to go to the textile factory."

Yang Weibiao really can't stay too long. It's not good to be late.

"Comrade Wei Biao, let me see you off."

Vice Principal Chen had been sent downstairs, and when he saw Yang Weibiao coming on a motorcycle, he was even more impressed.

The clerk on the second floor heard the noise and went to the balcony to look down. What a guy!

When we arrived at the textile factory, workers from the steel rolling mill arrived one after another.

Xu Damao was preparing to show a movie in the square.

There will be two games in a row today, which is not easy.

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Northern suburbs, machine repair shop!

There are no tasks in the factory today, and the workers will have a day off in the middle of the afternoon.

Ding Qiunan has packed up in advance and is locking the door and preparing to go home.

"Doctor Ding, are you going out?"

Nan Yi came over wearing a coat.

"It's Master Nan, I want to go home."

"Then I'll send you off?"

Nanyi only wished he had not bought a bicycle.

"No, I contacted the delivery man."

After Ding Qiunan finished speaking, he left with his luggage and took a master's truck to the Bianjiang Bridge.

Before she reached the door of her home, she smelled the aroma of stewed chicken. She looked around and saw that the smell was coming from her home.

She stepped forward and pushed the door, but unexpectedly it was locked from the inside.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back, Dad..."

"Old man, it seems to be our Nannan's voice."

Ding Rushan hurriedly went to open the door and saw his daughter standing in front of her carrying a bag.

"Oh, Nannan, you came back just in time, our family is stewed with chicken."

The old couple's rosy faces have been delicious these past two days.

"Dad, what's going on at our house!"

As Ding Qiunan was talking, he saw a lot of things at home.

There were actually two bottles of Maotai placed in a conspicuous place on the counter.

There are also several large bags placed on the wooden table against the wall.

"Nannan, what about that? Did you eat what I brought you last time?"

As Ding Rushan rubbed his hands, he remembered the last time he cheated his daughter.

"After eating some, there was a lot of meat left. I dried it and brought it back."

"Just eat it, just eat it. Nannan, Dad must confess something to you!"

Ding Qiunan has been thinking about it for the past two days, and the premonition of this will become even stronger.

"That is, the things you received were not given by dad, but by Yang Weibiao himself. And the things at home were also given by Yang Weibiao!"

Ding Rushan heard it on the phone last time. How could his daughter get so many supplies?

"Ah! How many things did he give?"

Ding Qiunan knew this was the case.

"It's not too much, your mother and I both keep accounts.

Twenty kilograms of rice, twenty-five kilograms of white flour, ten kilograms of pork..."

"Dad, this is not much. Just the cigarettes and alcohol are over 20, and this oil is so hard to get! How much have you eaten?"

Ding Qiunan felt a little dizzy, how could this be?

"not too much."

Mother Ding counted and said: "A leg of lamb, a bag of braised vegetables, six apples..."

"Dad, why didn't you explain clearly last time I called you?"

Ding Qiunan was so angry that he didn't know what to say when he thought of Yang Weibiao pretending to be innocent and sleeping in the infirmary.

"Nan Nan, remember this, and pay it back slowly when you have the opportunity in the future. Wait, what does Yang Weibiao do? Did you just say that everyone else has left?"

Ding Rushan didn't understand. He had guessed that Yang Weibiao wanted to pursue his daughter.

"He is a grade 11 technician at the steel rolling mill and the leader of the purchasing team..."

Ding Qiunan gave a brief introduction. Looking back now, it is a bit incredible.

"He is a capable person. Yang Weibiao looks very young, so he is really capable. How is his family situation?"

Ding Rushan recalled that Yang Weibiao looked good...

"Dad, how do I know? He is one of my patients."

Ding Qiunan really didn't know and didn't ask.

"Patient? He could send so many things, but he didn't tell you anything else?"

"Dad, I really didn't say anything. Besides, everyone has left. I don't know if we can meet again."

This is what Ding Qiunan can't figure out the most.

"This isn't right!"

Ding Rushan couldn't figure it out, but he smiled when he smelled the chicken in the pot.

"Nan Nan, don't think so much now. If someone else gives it to you, we'll just take it and pay it back slowly when conditions permit.

Maybe, he just wanted to thank you for curing his illness. "

Ding Rushan found a far-fetched reason: eating meat was more important.

Ding Qiunan couldn't help it. She couldn't find anyone even if she wanted to. It was too late today and tomorrow was the weekend...

Unexpectedly, she had just finished eating and was about to clear away the dishes when there was a knock on the door.

"Ah! Yang Weibiao, why are you here?"

Ding Qiunan never expected that when she was thinking about how to find someone to ask, someone would actually arrive.

"Comrade, come inside quickly."

Ding Rushan was very enthusiastic.

"Let me tell you something."

Yang Weibiao feels a little impulsive now...

"Yang Weibiao, what's going on with these things you gave me?"

Ding Qiunan asked quickly, but found sadly in his heart that what he could do if he asked, he couldn't return the favor.

"What's going on? You took care of me, I thank you."

Yang Weibiao glanced at the table. The stewed chicken smelled pretty good.

"Wei Biao, have you eaten this?"

Ding Rushan has reached this age and has lived through hard times for too long. The pride and moral integrity of the past have long since been put down.

"I ate here. There will be a big dinner at the textile factory today."

Yang Weibiao took out a cigarette and handed one out. Father Ding quickly took out a match and helped light it.

"Qiu... uh, Doctor Ding, please stop being busy. I have something to do with you."

Yang Weibiao did not forget to mention the important point.

Ding Qiunan stood there, feeling that although this man looked nice, he used this method to force her, which was too disgraceful.

"It's about your studies. That day in the infirmary, you said you wanted to go to college.