Back to 70s: To build a career, don’t be a grudge but a group favorite

As expected, Grandma Huang has already prepared lunch.

In fact, just when they were preparing to eat, Director Liang arrived uninvited.

"I guessed that today, sister-in-law, you wanted to make delicious food, so I came here with a shy face. Don't mind me coming uninvited!" Director Liang said this while keeping his eyes on the dining table.

There is white rice on the table, as well as a dish of fried cabbage and a dish of braised pork offal. It looks very simple, but it smells very fragrant.

"The factory director is here, you're welcome. This braised pork offal was brought here in July. I heated it up and had a meal." Huang Panlan smiled hurriedly and asked the factory director to sit down.

The factory director looked at Han Qiyue with a little more resentment in his eyes. This girl was so unjust.

Why is it that only raw meat is given to me, and prepared pig offal is given to the Jiang family?

He has no other hobbies except eating offal.

The taste is beyond amazing.

Han Qiyue suddenly felt like the factory manager was about to drool.

However, she thought that the factory director must be saving face, and even if she saw it, she could only pretend not to see it.

Four people sat down to eat. Grandma Huang only prepared portions for three people, so she was a little short. Fortunately, Han Qiyue brought a lot of braised pork offal, which was enough to eat.

After he had eaten and drank enough, the factory director gently touched his belly and said, "This tastes really good. In July, your grandma's cooking skills are incredible."

Han Qiyue replied with a busy smile: "It's just what ordinary farmers do, but you don't mind it."

"Qi Qi, can you do me a favor?"

The factory director suddenly asked Han Qiyue for help. Han Qiyue was still a little surprised, but she didn't say much and just nodded solemnly.

"As the Chinese New Year is approaching, I will make some pig offal. Can you ask your grandma to braise it for me?"

He likes this bite, but he can't make it himself. In the past few years, he has found a few people who can cook to help him make it, but the taste is not as good as this.

Han Qiyue hesitated for a while before agreeing.

Director Liang said again: "Qiyue, don't let your grandma help in vain."

"It's just a matter of convenience, factory director, don't worry, I'll do it for you. But, if you have a way, can you help my family get a pig in the water too?"

The factory director smiled immediately after hearing this: "No problem!"

In fact, if Han Qiyue tried her best, she would definitely be able to get pigs to go into the water, but she didn't want to make the factory director feel embarrassed, so she made such a request.

During the Chinese New Year, the brigade will kill pigs, and there are dozens of them. When the time comes, the meat will be handed over to the task, and the pig offal is what everyone is willing to spend money to buy.

After eating and talking about some issues about the new factory, Jiang Yuming took Han Qiyue to the warehouse.

The truck is already parked at the door of the warehouse, waiting to be loaded.

Jiang Yuming did not let Han Qiyue take action, but called several workers in the factory to help.

In addition to the sewing machine mentioned by the factory director, there are also some other bits and pieces that are loaded into the car, and finally the raw materials.

What the luggage factory can currently use is fabric and some accessories, which are all available in the factory.

The luggage factory is a subsidiary of the cotton spinning factory. These items are provided directly by the cotton spinning factory at the original price, and they can be borrowed on credit.

It’s not like Han Qiyue has never thought about making leather bags, but there is no tannery in their county and they have no access to raw materials, so they can only process cloth bags first.

However, Han Qiyue has already thought about it. If there is a chance later, he still has to find a way to get some leather.

Then there are the raw materials for soap processing plants.

There are more raw materials used in soap processing, and most of them are purchased by Factory Director Liang.

Han Qiyue looked at the truck full of things and signed the withdrawal form.

To be honest, her heart was heavy. After all, so many things were taken out by her own hands. If they were used, how to use them well was a big problem.

"Qiyue, the security work at your factory must be done well. Although these things are much older, they are still worth a lot of money." Jiang Yuming warned Han Qiyue again before he got in the car. .

That day, the scene where Li Xiaoyu planned to get into the car and grab something was still in his mind.

It is often said that bad places bring out unruly people. Although most of the people in the Unity Brigade are good people, a few rats are enough to cause a headache.

"I understand the importance, Uncle Jiang, don't worry. By the way, Uncle Jiang, the busy farming season is over. The next time I go to the city, I will bring Zhao Hongliu with me. Nothing will change there, right?"

Hearing Han Qiyue ask about this, Jiang Yuming said hurriedly: "I've been looking for me several times. I need someone to come over quickly. Otherwise, I will have someone come with the car tonight. Then let Xiao Zhao bring me directly." My mother is here."

Xiao Zhao is the driver who went to deliver the goods this time. Han Qiyue also knows him. He is a very reliable young man.

Han Qiyue thought that there was nothing wrong with such an arrangement.

She was in the brigade these days, and Zhao Hongliu was having a hard time. These days, she often heard other people pointing fingers.

Even though Zhao Hongliu was the victim in this matter, the people in the brigade only cared that she had married twice and was related to Li Goucheng. They all looked at her with colored glasses.

Regarding this, Han Qiyue also knew that there was no other good way except letting people leave.

"Okay, Uncle Jiang. Thank you very much for this."

"Go quickly, otherwise Xiao Zhao won't be able to come back by night."

When the sound of the car rang on the dirt road of the Unity Brigade, the people in the Unity Brigade were no longer as shocked as when they first saw the car.

But I still can’t help but take a second look.

"Tell me, this car keeps coming to our brigade. Does our brigade have to keep up with the speed of modernization?"

Someone suddenly asked this question.

People around me didn't know why, but they thought it made sense.

In the past, the brigade was lifeless, but now it is different. Every day, we can see some new changes in the brigade, although not many, but not many.

I believe that if things continue like this, they will soon be able to live a good life with electric lights and telephones.

The car stopped at the gate of the luggage factory.

Yes, at the factory gate.

Gu Yunqi was also worried about the problems that Jiang Yuming was worried about. Therefore, after the factory was almost repaired, Jiang Yuming specially built a wall for the factory. He also asked someone to get some broken glass, and asked someone to go up the mountain to chop a lot of thorns and insert them into the wall. .

When the captain heard the sound of the car, he jogged over immediately.

"July, are you back?"

"Captain, I'm back. This is the list I brought back this time. Please click on the number and let Accountant Li put it into the warehouse. This is the basis for us to live a good life in the future!" Han Qiyue said with a smile.

"Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."

Seeing that the others hadn't come over yet, Han Qiyue lowered his voice and told the captain about Zhao Hongliu.

After hearing this, the captain said directly: "Okay, during this period, people in the village are pointing fingers. I think Zhao Hongliu's life is not easy."

"I'll ask Accountant Li to issue a certificate for her later."

After Han Qiyue got the accurate information from the captain, he immediately went to find Zhao Hongliu.

Zhao Hongliu was doing needlework in his room, but he seemed to be dull.