Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Workers working in the factory today will not only get double wages, but also improve the factory canteen for free at noon.

The employees have improved, and those who come to congratulate have to eat, right?

At around 10:30, Wan Feng accompanied the leaders, the heads of these nearby supporting factories, as well as Chen Dao and other field technicians and Soviet experts to pour into Han Guang's hotel in a mighty manner.

The entire second floor of the hotel was occupied by Wan Feng, and there were a total of eleven tables for each table of eight people.

Liang Hongying and the hotel staff welcomed the distinguished guests at the entrance of the hotel, and she was very excited when she saw his father.

Liang Guoyong was very surprised when he saw Liang Hongying, and then looked up at the four-story building calmly.

But he didn't say anything in front of people.

After entering the hotel and taking a seat, he called Zhang Hai to him and asked in a low voice, "My daughter and her friend opened this building?"

Zhang Hai is his man, so it is natural to ask Zhang Hai about such matters.

Zhang Hai nodded: "Yes, I'm talking about the old president, this kid from Han Guang's family is a very promising kid from our Jiangwei, he is a fighting hero, he has made many first-class meritorious service, you know the weight of first-class meritorious service, right? He came back voluntarily with his hometown in his heart, and he didn’t use the state’s arrangement. Otherwise, he would be at the lowest level of a teacher now, even if he went to a place and became a county magistrate and secretary, he would be a poor talent. Why don’t you agree with such a person? Look at it That child Hongying was embarrassed, scratching his head and cheeks all day long, alas!"

Liang Guoyong was dumbfounded, he didn't know the background of Han Guang's family, and his daughter never told them what he used to do when they came home, but just told them that he was an ordinary farmer.

An ordinary farmer can they agree that there is no ghost.

"I don't know at all. The dead girl never said this when she came home. I have come here twice and I haven't asked about it, and no one has told me about it."

Zhang Hai is also confused, isn't he blind at both ends!

"So you don't know? I thought you knew it a long time ago. If I knew it earlier, wouldn't I not have so many entanglements with my casual talk, old president, do you want me to clear it up for your daughter? .”

Liang Guoyong didn't speak but nodded slightly.

Although Wan Feng was the host, he didn't sit at the same table with Liang Guoyong. The other table was full of county and commune cadres, so of course he didn't want to join in the fun.

Of course, Zhang Hai and Liang Guoyong couldn't hear what they were muttering, but from their expressions, it could be seen that the matter might have something to do with Liang Hongying.

Except for the four people brought by Liang Guoyong and the four people brought by the secretary of the commune, the rest of the people who attended today were the heads of more than 30 supporting factories in Nandawan to support the Nanwan factory, plus Wan Feng. There are thirty or forty technicians in the factory, and then there are seven Soviet technicians and translators.

In the end, the descendants of Wa, such as Zhu Ping and Xiao Dexiang, set up a total of eleven tables of banquets.

After everyone was seated, the waiter of the hotel began to serve the food. After the food was served, Wan Feng stood up and made the opening remarks.

Chapter 1121

Wan Feng's speech was very short, because people's attention was focused on the exquisite dishes on the table, so how few people would listen to your long-winded words.

Saying too much is pointless.

The people at Wan Feng's table were almost all from the Nanwan factory, Zhu Yong, Chen Dao, Li Da, etc., and next to their table were Zhuping, Xiao Dexiang, Wan Shuiming, and Wan Feng's father, Wan Shuichang, and others.

Those Soviet technicians are under this kind of table, and the foreigners can't wait to let go of their bellies and have a big drink.

At noon in the factory, each person is only given two taels of wine, which is obviously not enough to fit between teeth, and today there is finally no such limit.

The banquet officially started, and everyone was talking about drinking and eating meat.

The atmosphere in the hall warmed up.

After drinking for three rounds, Wan Feng started to toast.

The order of toasting naturally starts with the leaders. Although these leaders did nothing, you still have to say that you are under the correct leadership of the leaders.

Although hypocritical, but the effect is quite good.

After respecting the leaders, it is time to respect the supporting manufacturers present, for a grand exhibition of win-win cooperation.

The third is the technicians of our factory. Without their day and night public relations, there would be no good situation today.

In the end, it is Jiangwei's folks. Fish cannot live without water, and Jiangwei's prosperity will not exist without the support of his fathers and folks.

Anyway, Wan Feng was present at every table. The people who can appear here today are all powerful, and of course none of them can be dismissed.

This is where the pain comes.

At eleven tables, Wan Feng was present at every table. To show his sincerity, he had to drink today's wine for real.

Although he used a very small half-two cup, he still weighed half a catty after this lap, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy.

After the toast, Wan Feng felt that he had drunk too much, so he didn't drink much until the banquet was over.

But the spirit of wine has come up.

By the time the banquet was over and these people were sent away, Wan Feng couldn't hold on any longer.

Hastily explained to my uncle and Chen Dao and Li Da, then staggered home.

He couldn't go to the factory anymore, he had to go home to sleep, and he didn't ask anyone to take him, he thought he could stick to it until home.

But when he walked five to sixty meters away, his footsteps had already started to sway, and he wanted to lie down and close his eyes to sleep.

Zhang Xuan happened to be shopping outside with a worker from the garment factory, and saw Wan Feng staggering home.

"Isn't that the director of our factory?" Zhang Xuan asked knowingly.

"It seems to be, is the factory dancing? Oh, I'm going to go into the ditch."

"Sister Xi, you take the things back first, and I'll take the factory back. If no one sends him, he'll have to go into the ditch."

Just like that, Zhang Xuan trotted to Wan Feng's side, and stretched out his hand to support Wan Feng.

Wan Feng was dizzy as if flying through the clouds. Although he knew it very well in his heart, his footsteps did not follow his command. He always felt that the ditch by the roadside was a bed, so he wanted to lie down there.

The feeling of someone grabbing his arm stabilized his steps a lot.

He didn't know who was holding him up.

Zhang Xuan supported Wan Feng's little heart, and she hadn't had contact with Wan Feng for several months. This made her a little excited, and when she grabbed Wan Feng's hand, she felt an electric shock. a feeling of.

Ever since she graduated and came to Wa, she has been living in torment. On the one hand, she misses Wan Feng, on the other hand, feels guilty towards Luan Feng, and there is even a trace of jealousy in between.

When she sees Wan Feng, she thinks, and when she thinks about it, she feels sorry for Luan Feng, but when she sees Luan Feng and Wan Feng getting close, she feels jealous.

If Wan Feng is not in Jiangwei, then he will miss Wan Feng less.

She is living in this complex emotional entanglement.

This put a lot of mental pressure on her. In order to divert this pressure, she concentrated all her energy on work.

Usually, she hardly thinks about anything, which is why she indulges in video games at night.