I am reborn without a pattern

"Haonan, what's going on today? Do you have no appetite? Eat so little?"

In a villa in the Bingcheng Development Zone, Yu Wenjing was still serving dishes from the kitchen while wearing an apron. They were all home-cooked dishes. Yu Wenjing and her mother-in-law Wei Xiumin prepared them together. There were also relatives and many from her mother's family.

Wang Aihong was in a good mood and drank two glasses, but it was not liquor, but ordinary osmanthus rice wine.

It was specially shipped from Suzhou. This is not to say how good this wine is, but when we did the long-distance freshness and heat preservation test before, it contained osmanthus rice wine. It would be a waste not to drink it.

Not to mention, women like it when it’s hot.

However, the cheerful atmosphere was caused by Yu Wenjing's words of "eating so little", which made many people stare with disbelief on their faces.

Zhang Hao Nanguang ate five pancakes. The big crucian carp weighed one and a half pounds each. He ate two by himself. There were also mackerel dumplings made by Yu Wenjing, an old sister-in-law. No one counted them. Watching Zhang Haonan eat each bite as if he were eating fried soybeans...

This was already an exaggeration, but Yu Wenjing said that Zhang Haonan had no appetite.

"I'll have something to worry about later. It's easy to digest if you eat too much."

As he spoke, Zhang Haonan stretched out his chopsticks towards the pot of pork...

He really loves to eat this.

"Aihong, you can't hold on, can you?"

When Wang Aihong went to the kitchen to serve rice, his mother pulled his sleeve and asked.

"Where are we now? There's still soup."

"..."

Wei Xiumin was speechless. She had also spent the New Year in Shacheng. It was not that she didn't know that Zhang Haonan could eat, but she had never seen Zhang Haonan open his cheeks and do it.

The key is, can you really fit so much into it?

Before liberation, could the landlord ask such a thing for help?

"Oh my God……"

The old lady's impression of Zhang Haonan's ability to eat only remained in her memory of finishing the rice cooker alone. At that time, she just thought that Zhang Haonan was in high spirits and ate a little more.

Now that I think about it, I am quite restrained...

"Old Wang, don't go over to Xuecheng for the next few days."

After grabbing a bowl of "Chicken Stewed with Mushrooms", Zhang Haonan took a sip of the soup, remembered something, and then said to Wang Aihong.

"Is something wrong?"

In the end, it's still hard work, and what matters is concentration.

Of course, Zhang Haonan didn't have a single hair of concentration, but his anus strength was welcome. Huarui Rui sat on her butt and it was no problem for him to moan.

Moreover, Huarui Rui's relative, who was neither father nor brother, had disappeared. Next, the old man named Hua made his final struggle.

Zhang Haonan was actually not interested in these things, he was just messing around with them for fun.

"Fuck..."

Wang Aihong has taken good care of herself in recent years. She is rich but not obese, and her face is rosy. After all, it feels like her wife has brought twins... that is really great.

Lao Wang's family is really "prosperous" now. The "God of Wealth" tablet erected by the old lady Wei Xiumin was finally removed because Zhang Haonan said, "I'm still fucking alive."

But the relatives of Lao Wang's family... That's really what Boss Zhang designated as having some amazing superpower.

"It's just for these few days. When you're done, you can have a reunion dinner in Bingcheng. Gu Ding will also stay here for the New Year."

"He won't go back?"

"He also visited several soldiers during the Chinese New Year and received a super year-end bonus. What happened to missing the Chinese New Year?"

"how much?"

"you guess."

"one million?"

"Is that true? I spent more than a million on myself just to kill someone named Han."

"You're not going to add a zero, are you?"

"Hey……"

"Shit. Look at me. Do you think I can become a general manager at Dragon Shield Security?"

"Hahahahahaha..."

Zhang Haonan laughed immediately, picked up the hot wine flask, and filled a cup for him, "A billionaire envies other people's multi-millionaires?"

"Didn't I get it yet?"

"Then you withdraw your shares and I'll give you 100 million."

"Don't! I am a person who lives in poverty but enjoys happiness..."

After chatting for a while, Wang Aihong was in a good mood. The "Waterloo" of her career in Syracuse in the past two years could finally be restarted.

The real core business of the Northeast Division, even non-core management thinks it is market development, but in fact it is not, it is human resources.

At the beginning, Zhang Haonan created a "patriotic entrepreneur" persona for Wang Aihong, spending so much money and so many favors just so that Wang Aihong could smoothly recruit people from her hometown of Xuecheng.

Once the scale is established, the recruitment strategy can be fully replicated throughout Blackwater Province.

It was just a stumbling block along the way, resulting in more than two consecutive years of setbacks, but in the end it was not without gains. Although I didn't get many senior technicians and intellectuals, I got a lot of basic technicians.

Many production lines of "Bridge Food", such as the red sausage series, have more than 500 employees from Northeast China.

The proportion of the total number of employees is not high, but a few hundred people is a threshold, which will form a helping effect. Of course, it can also be said to be a "nepotism". If the brothers-in-law or bridges are in the same place, it is psychologically safer to have care.

Not to mention female workers, it is actually a small probability event that they can still work peacefully in their thirties and forties.

Wang Aihong can easily manage thousands of people now, but obviously she also has pursuits now. The hop planting base in Syracuse is a thorn in the side and a major setback.

Only after you have passed it can you take another step forward.

Otherwise, he himself will not be at ease and feel that he cannot convince the public.

Of course, the management structure of "Daqiao Food" is not bad. Lv Weidong is an elderly elite of the "contemporary Bailixi" style. The combination with him has reserved too much room for promotion.

And with the establishment of business units in various places, the process of filling them with talents is the process of expansion. Reflected on the young elite group, it is the feeling of a wide and unobstructed "upward channel".

This is the core of the future enterprise, that is, the construction of a talent pool.

Zhang Haonan is not at ease to hand this matter over to Lv Weidong. In addition to being too old and not professional, it is mainly because it is too important.

Wang Aihong is a confidant, so he was selected by the Ministry of Personnel who came to the Northeast to take charge of the "Shashi system".

The "gold and silver sea" of other Northeast business units are not as important as this.

Wang Aihong knows this, so after returning to Heishui, he has been cautious and cautious, but at the same time, he is quite generous in talent reserves. Some extremely exaggerated incentive policies are set up for such a hidden strategic goal.

"Hey, Haonan, do you have any good ideas for this kid's education?"

"Mingming likes to play with small gadgets, just let him get involved."

"He's playing with a carpenter on a lathe now, and he made me a fucking string of beads..."

"Why, do you need Mingming to work and earn money for your retirement in the future?"

Zhang Haonan smiled, "You don't need to rely on your children's resume of prestigious schools to gild your current social status. Just to brag about it at the wine table? You have money, a career, and a happy family now. It's good for your child to pursue his dreams at a young age. It's best if he can get into high school. If not, let him study what he likes."

"It's easy to get hurt."

"Nonsense, being a boss is peaceful?"

Glancing at Wang Aihong, Zhang Haonan actually picked up another roll in his hand, which was still hot, with potato shreds, bitter chrysanthemum and other messy things in it, rolled it up and stuffed it into his mouth.

The crunchy sound made the old Wang family feel full.

They all felt choked for Zhang Haonan...

However, the boss's neck was thick, and he just went along.

"That can't be compared with you. I think he will have a promising future."

"But forget it, what does promising mean? You spend money to let him build for a lifetime, can he finish it? Obviously, unlike you, he is too honest, and it is unlikely that he will have any bad habits in the future. He can have some pursuits and ideas in his youth. If you are incompetent as a father, then there is nothing to say. If you don't have the ability to cultivate him, just study hard; if you have the ability, he said he wants to go to the moon to be a carpenter, just let him go, why stop him?"

"..."

Wang Aihong was obviously reluctant. He still hoped that his son would get into a good high school, and then a good university. In the end, not to mention taking over his job, at least he should be a successful person.

But he can't make the decision in this family, and it depends on the old woman.

"I said Haonan thought so too. He is not spoiling the child. Besides, Mingming's grades are not that bad. You always compare with those first and second place. Can you compare with them?"

Holding her waist and holding the plate, Yu Wenjing was very domineering.

Wang Aihong trembled and did not dare to talk back.

"Well, if you two have no objection, let Mingming go to see the work accident cases. Don't be afraid of scaring the child. Tell him in advance. If he still wants to do carpentry, lathe or machinery, then take it slowly and start training with manual work. Being an apprentice originally started from a child. Now you don't need to work like a cow and a horse for the master. Just treat it as a hobby."

"What if he really becomes a lathe operator in the future?"

"The one who turned the plutonium hemisphere of the atomic bomb was also a lathe operator. What's wrong with you? Are you so proud?"

Zhang Haonan shook his head. He was too lazy to talk nonsense with Wang Aihong. Instead, he touched the head of Wang Aihong's son who leaned against the back of Zhang Haonan's chair.

"Don't be afraid. If you have any problems, find Uncle Zhang."

As he spoke, Zhang Haonan took Mingming's hand and looked at it. Seeing that there were many scratches and cracks on it, he smiled and said, "It seems that you really like handwork. Did you learn it from the old man who repairs furniture in the town?"

"Yes."

There used to be small shops such as bamboo craftsmen and carpenters on the streets of Daqiao Town, repairing pots and sharpening kitchen knives. It was too far for the country people to go to the city, so they went to the old communes or town streets.

This kid didn't go to the game hall, but quietly found an old carpenter's shop to play alone. In fact, he was quite impressive.

"Didn't the old man say he would take you as his apprentice?"

"No."

"Don't touch the lathe yourself anymore, okay? It's dangerous."

The boy's face showed visible disappointment, Zhang Haonan smiled and said, "I said don't touch it, not don't touch it. The small lathe is also dangerous, even if it's just turning a piece of wood. Go and look at the production accident cases later, and be aware of production safety."

"Yes!"

"Where's the bracelet for your dad? Bring it to me."

"In the room, I'll get it."

Mingming turned around and went to the room to get a bag out. There was no packaging, just a plastic bag with some scraps of cloth inside.

There was only one bracelet, and the rest were small sticks and so on, all of which were rotating bodies and were very easy to process.

But there was one thing that surprised Zhang Haonan, these little things were waxed and polished very finely.

In fact, most of the time, the material is not important. Fine work depends on the degree of care. The material is the icing on the cake. Good material is definitely the best. If not, even sawing a piece of peach wood will still be good.

"Hmm, good, did you use polish at the end?"

"Three thousand purposes."

"The old man has three thousand grits of polish?"

"There are thirty thousand goals... I want it from others."

"Machine factory?"

"Well, Brother Youwei gave it to me."

"This kid..."

Knowing that it was given by Huang Youwei, Zhang Haonan also smiled. He picked up the bracelet and counted it. There were twelve bracelets in total. There were also words on it, which were engraved with "Rat, Cow, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake, Horse, Sheep, Monkey, Chicken, Dog, Pig". Obviously " "Zi Chou Yin Mao" or something like that may be unfamiliar to children.

"It looks decent, and it even has some hooks."

I thought it was an elastic band, but it turned out to be a loose buckle with red rope and braided flowers. It is the most common pattern in Shacheng. It is not difficult, but it still requires effort to make it snug, not twisted or tangled.

Just like tailoring hems, it may or may not be difficult, but there is a huge difference between doing it well and doing it poorly.

"Your father doesn't like it, so give it to me."

"Why don't I look down on you? Why do you ask for what you gave me? You are really..."

Wang Aihong, who was sitting there without any reaction at first, became anxious now.

"You were so disgusted just now, and you said, 'Give me a fucking string of beads for my car.' Mr. Wang, it's only been a while, how noble and forgetful are you?"

"..."

Yu Wenjing, who was supporting her waist, laughed immediately, then moved to Mingming's place, hugged her son and said, "That's it, you don't want the child's heart, but others do."

"..."

Wang Aihong blushed, and her outstretched hand was blocked by Zhang Haonan, so she became even more anxious. He didn't dare to argue with his wife, so he just kept saying, "The child gave it to me," "I didn't say I didn't want it," etc. Talking about the wheel.

After the atmosphere became lively, Wang Aihong also figured it out, picked up the jug and filled herself with another glass of osmanthus rice wine, and then said to her son: "Obviously, daddy, I want to apologize to you. Let's make a promise. If you like, we can continue to learn. But you can't live without the knowledge in school. Don't look at you, Uncle Zhang, who is a recommended student. If your academic performance is really not up to Uncle Zhang's level, you should treat your hobbies as a career. , Dad also supports it. When the time comes, we will find a master to apprentice under..."

"Aihong, aren't you drunk? Are you so open?"

"That's what I said..."

Ming Ming is quite happy. In fact, his grades are not bad, but there is always a comparison, and he cannot compare with the top ones. And because Ming Ming often plays with Zhang Ranliang and Xuan Zhenyu, his thinking ability has surpassed that of ordinary children.

He understands what he is doing, and he also understands that people are different. Sometimes this difference cannot be made up by hard work, because Zhang Ranliang also works hard, and Xuan Zhenyu works even harder.

He was ignorant and had a certain plan. Although it was not a life plan or a career plan, his family was enough to support him to do so.

Zhang Haonan still took off the bracelet, handed it to Wang Aihong, and then said with a smile: "Don't think that Mingming's choice is a personal matter. Your support for Mingming will directly affect the overall value orientation of 'Bridge Food' . Lu Weidong will never let his grandson work as an operator on the braised pork production line, do you understand what I mean?"

"Are you trying to put money on my face or are you being serious?"

"No joke."

Zhang Haonan, who was in a good mood, also poured himself a small glass of wine, and then touched it with Wang Aihong, "Whether the company can survive ten years, it is not enough to have a general direction, it also needs a positive value orientation. The people below are not blind. , I know it very clearly in my heart, I see it in my eyes and remember it in my heart. Even if I am not willing to give up money, it is understandable that there are many women, and it is just a romantic affair... …”

"What are you talking about! The child is still here!"

Yu Wenjing immediately scolded, and Zhang Haonan immediately raised his hand to apologize in embarrassment, "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, look at my mouth."

Then he touched Mingming's head and said, "Mingming, you must learn from Uncle Zhang's strengths."

"Um."

Although they were talking and laughing, the relatives of Lao Wang's family at the dinner table also saw that Wang Aihong was a die-hard confidant of the "God of Wealth".

"Uncle Zhang, besides your shortcomings, you have all your advantages..."

"..."

"..."

After Wang Aihong finished speaking, she felt like she had said something stupid, but she still said seriously to her son, "Anyway, what dad wants is for you to learn what your Uncle Zhang is good at. As long as you learn the same thing, you won't have to worry about it in the future." ”

At this time, Wang Aihong also understood why Zhang Haonan valued him in raising his son, because it was a matter of example and example.

His son must have enough to eat and drink. If he really wants to sell the shares of "Daqiao Foods", he, Wang Aihong, is indeed a billionaire. How can he go hungry?

But as Zhang Haonan said, if this company wants to go through ten years, the construction of corporate culture is particularly important.

Just bragging is not enough. Although it is not enough to let your son clean the toilet or guard the door in the factory, the attitude towards general positions determines the sense of belonging of the most grassroots employees.

When the "Sand Food Strategy Department" talks about "people-oriented", different factions have different interpretations. Wang Aihong and Ding Kuishan are considered the same faction. Although they don't shout slogans, they practice a basic principle, which is to "treat workers as human beings" .

It's easy to say, but very difficult to do.

"Yangchun Baixue" and "Xiaoliba people" want to be harmonious and unified, how can it be so simple?

Not to mention the concept of class in a philosophical sense. Zhang Haonan patted his butt and sold "Daqiao Food", but he just sold it, but did he not care about Wang Aihong, Ding Kuishan and the whole family eating, drinking, urinating and sleeping?

"Children are only in the interest stage now. Maybe one day they will get bored and their hobbies will turn into work. There is no telling how annoying that will be."

Yu Wenjing couldn't understand how much Zhang Haonan attached importance to this matter, but she should understand based on her husband's appearance.

After Zhang Haonan left with his men and women, the old Wang family became more relaxed. Wei Xiumin, the old lady who had been unable to speak before, complained: "You said this 'God of Wealth' is true. He went to a good university on his own, why not let Ming Ming go to it?”

"Mom, there's no such thing, so don't blab."

Wang Aihong served a bowl of rice to her mother, and then placed a bowl of chicken stewed with mushrooms on the side. "This matter is our family's own business, but when it comes to the company, it's different." So many pairs of eyes are watching.”

"You can see the flowers."

Wei Xiumin, who was still angry, rolled her eyes, "What's wrong with my eldest grandson? How smart is he?"

"Mom, do you know how much I am worth now?"

"Didn't you just say 'God of Wealth'? He's worth billions."

"..."

Ah, that's right.

Wang Aihong, who was stunned for a moment, nodded, and then said, "This 'Daqiao Food' is just like... it's like Beard went up the mountain to start the business."

"What are you talking about!"

Yu Wenjing's eyes widened.

The family members immediately started laughing. Her mother-in-law's family felt it was funny, but they were also surprised that Wen Jing's husband's family was really up now.

"That's what it means anyway, I'll just use an analogy."

After eating, Wang Aihong sat there comfortably and said, "This business must be long-term. For Haonan... and the boss, it doesn't matter whether there is a 'Daqiao Food' or not. He is not short of money, but for our family and the fellow villagers who work in Daqiao Town, it is different. If we can survive in the company for ten years, we will be able to retire in time. But for the company to be prosperous for ten years, everyone must work together, isn’t it?”

"That's for sure. Everyone in the Second Textile Factory is going out to make money. Now even the land has to be sold. It's going to go down."

Yu Wenjing was talking about her old workplace, and she felt emotional when she mentioned it.

"So the people above can't say that once they get rich, everything will be over. Not only must everyone have food to eat, but they must also be able to keep it and give people something to work on. Obviously this matter is inconspicuous, but I My attitude is very important. I support Mingming’s choice, which means that the people below have the reason and confidence to support their children’s choices; Mingming can make a living in his own field, even if it depends on me as a father. Yes, the people down there won’t think this road is a dead end.”

Having said this, Wang Aihong looked at her wife and said seriously, "Don't forget, there are more than 500 of our fellow villagers there. There must be some of them who are superstitious about the boss, but most of them point to my attitude, Wang Aihong."

"Oh my god, Aihong, it's just a matter like this, why do you have so much to talk about?"

The old lady's scalp felt itchy thinking about it. She was wondering, which of the six ministers of the emperor is her son?

Do you still have to "set an example by all the ministers"?

"It's not a big deal, and it doesn't matter. I want to take charge of the family affairs, and the boss won't say anything. But the boss is extremely smart, and he also reminded me that there will be many people who want to see my attitude in the future. I'll give it to you If I find a meal for others, I will be able to have a meal too. In the future, we won’t have more than 500 fellow villagers.”

Having said this, Wang Aihong sat up, picked up the teapot and poured herself a cup of tea.