The flowers in the factory of rebirth are too fierce

At 6:30 in the morning, Lin Zhiyuan personally drove the Audi A6 borrowed from Gantongtong Group, picked up Zheng Fei and his assistant, and set off from Ganxi Hotel and headed straight for Hongdu Railway Station.

Zheng Fei's face was full of guilt. From the moment he got in the car, he kept muttering that he was troubling Mr. Lin too much. In fact, the two of them could just take a taxi themselves.

Lin Zhiyuan joked, "Mr. Zheng, you will be a big figure who can influence China in the future. I must be your driver in person. When you write your memoirs in the future, you must write this paragraph."

"Boss Lin, please stop teasing me. I am just a small boss of a private enterprise. How can I possibly influence Shenzhou? You are the good leader I admire."

The Audi A6 drove out of the hotel and directly onto Bayi Avenue.

The two also praised each other along the way.

Fifteen minutes later, the car drove into Hongdu Railway Station. Lin Zhiyuan found a parking space and personally sent Zheng Fei in.

Zheng Fei was so moved that he held Lin Zhiyuan's hand before checking the tickets. "Boss Lin, they say that time reveals a person's true character. Today, I have seen your broad mind. If you come to Shenzhen again in the future, please contact me."

"Haha, Mr. Zheng, work hard. If you make mobile phones in the future, you must give me the most expensive Porsche."

"What? Porsche?" Isn't Porsche a car? Zheng Fei didn't understand what Lin Zhiyuan was saying at all and just thought he was joking.

"By the way, Mr. Zheng, there is one more thing I want to tell you. When developing the Music Garden product, I found that our country's electronic industry has obvious shortcomings, especially in the field of chips. If Guowei grows stronger in the future, it must pay attention to chips."

"Okay, Mr. Lin, I'll take note of your words. Pay attention to the chips."

Zheng Fei and his assistant pulled the suitcases through the ticket gate. When he looked back, Zheng Fei waved desperately to Lin Zhiyuan.

It was not until the two of them got on the platform and Lin Zhiyuan was no longer in sight that the assistant came over and whispered in Zheng Fei's ear, "General Zheng, it's really rare to find a good cadre like General Lin!"

Zheng Fei didn't say anything and nodded silently.

Lin Zhiyuan went back to the parking lot to get the car and returned to the hotel. On the way, he suddenly found a noodle shop on the side of the road with a long line at the door.

Lin Zhiyuan then felt a little hungry. He had not eaten breakfast in the morning in order to send Zheng Fei off.

Lin Zhiyuan found a gap, parked his car, and ran to the door of the noodle shop to queue up.

If you ask what is the most distinctive breakfast in Hongdu, it is undoubtedly Hongdu mixed noodles and clay pot soup.

Hongdu mixed noodles are spicy and delicious, smooth and delicate, which is very much to Lin Zhiyuan's taste.

However, Lin Zhiyuan usually ate three meals a day in hotel restaurants and canteens of several companies, so he had only eaten mixed noodles a few times.

Seeing so many people queuing up at this noodle shop today, I knew it must taste good. This also aroused Lin Zhiyuan's craving, so he took this opportunity to satisfy his craving.

Although there were many people queuing, the process was quite fast and Lin Zhiyuan didn't have to wait too long before it was his turn.

Lin Zhiyuan ordered a deluxe version of cold noodles with meat, and a clay pot preserved egg and meat pie soup.

The mixed noodles were refreshing and delicious, the chili was fragrant and strong, and the temperature of the century egg soup was neither too cold nor too hot, just right. Lin Zhiyuan enjoyed it very much and finished the mixed noodles and soup in a blink of an eye. A layer of fine beads of sweat also seeped out of the tip of Lin Zhiyuan's nose.

"Boss, let's settle the bill!" Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand.

A woman in her thirties who looked like the boss lady came over with a smile on her face. She glanced at the things on the table and said, "Bottom of the box, are you ready? One portion of rice noodles with meat and a can of soup. That's eight dollars in total."

"Xiangdi" is the name used by Hongdu people to address strangers, just like people in Northeast China call others "big brothers" when they meet them.

"Okay!" Lin Zhiyuan reached out to touch the money, but when his hand reached into his trouser pocket, he stopped awkwardly.

I got up in a hurry this morning because I had to send Zheng Fei off, so I didn't bring my wallet. Not only that, I didn't even bring my cell phone with me.

This is a bit embarrassing.

When the proprietress saw that Lin Zhiyuan had been rummaging around for a long time but still had no money, the smile on her face disappeared instantly, and her voice became eight degrees colder, "At the bottom of the box, a total of eight dollars."

"Madam, I'm sorry. I left in a hurry and forgot to bring money. Can I go back and get it and then bring it to you?" Lin Zhiyuan was sweating more and more, but just now it was because of the spiciness, and now it was because of embarrassment.

The proprietress's face had turned into a piece of steel, and a lot of Hongdu dialect poured out of her mouth. Even though Lin Zhiyuan had been in western Jiangxi for nearly half a year, he could only barely understand half of it.

But even if you don't understand it at all, you can guess what the boss lady meant by these words. How can you go out to eat without money? They are a small business, and they earn their money through hard work. You said you would go back to get the money, but who knows if you will come back?

Seeing that the proprietress's voice was getting louder and louder, many diners who were having breakfast nearby gathered around, talking in dialect that Lin Zhiyuan could not understand.

Lin Ze could only patiently explain that he had indeed forgotten to bring money, and if the proprietress didn't trust him, she could go back with him to get the money.

In fact, since Lin Zhiyuan came to western Jiangxi, he basically has no need for money. His daily life is either in hotels in western and southern Jiangxi, or in conference rooms of several mining companies. Most of his meals a day are eaten in hotel restaurants and company canteens. Money is not of much use during this period, so most of the time, he does not need to carry cash with him.

"Don't you see I have so many customers here? Who has the time to go back with you to get the money? You are dressed well, but I didn't expect you to be a freeloader. Let me tell you, I've seen your tricks many times. You are not allowed to leave today without paying." The landlady's words became more and more intense and harsh. Even though Lin Zhiyuan didn't understand much, he could still feel it. But after all, he was in the wrong first, so Lin Zhiyuan could only continue to explain to her, "Landlady, I was indeed too anxious when I went out today, but it's like this now. Either you let me go back to get the money, or if you are worried, send someone to go back with me. I promise you that I won't default on your debt."

At this time, a bespectacled office worker nearby helped Lin Zhiyuan speak up, "Boss lady, I don't think this guy is a freeloader. He may have forgotten to bring money. I have an idea for you. Hey, why don't you call someone you know and ask him to send the money over."

The idea was good, but Lin Zhiyuan didn't even bring his cell phone. The phone numbers of Zhou Bosi, Xiang Yaoting, Qu Mingxing, Wen Zhengman and others were all saved in his cell phone.

Ever since mobile phones have had a phone book function, few people bother to remember phone numbers.

Fortunately, this did not pose a problem for Lin Zhiyuan. Although he could not remember the acquaintance's number, he could dial 114 to find the phone number of Ganxi Hotel. He could then ask the hotel front desk to find Zhou Bosi, and the problem would be solved.

"Boss lady, do you have a cell phone? A telephone will do, let me make two calls and someone will come over to deliver the money."

But the lady boss almost jumped up when she heard this. "Are you kidding me, you monkey? I'm just a breakfast vendor. Where did I get a cell phone? How did my small breakfast shop get a phone number?"

Monkey is a name that Hongdu people use to refer to outsiders, which is somewhat playful and intimate, but it is the first time that Lin Zhiyuan has heard of it. After all, given his status, no one in Hongdu around him dares to call him that.

Lin Zhiyuan was a little bit angry at the time, "Why are you still cursing?"

Lin Zhiyuan slapped the table and stood up.

The proprietress was only 1.6 meters tall, and Lin Zhiyuan was 1.83 meters tall. When he stood up, he was so intimidating that the proprietress was so scared that she took a step back.

The boss, who had been watching the fight, jumped out with a kitchen knife in his hand when he saw that something was wrong. As expected of a chef, he held the knife very steadily. He pointed at Lin Zhiyuan and shouted, "Where did this monkey come from? You ate without paying, and you want to hit someone?"