Reborn: Still want me to be the receiver? impossible

"What! Qiangzi, you want me to be the workshop director in your factory?

real or fake? "

At Shu Zhiqiang's uncle's house, Xiong Xifa stared at Shu Zhiqiang in disbelief and asked.

This man was sitting at home, and bread came from heaven.

He was staying at home well, but the title of workshop director fell on his head.

"Of course it's true. Can I still joke with you, uncle?" Shu Zhiqiang glanced at him and chuckled.

"Just put yourself in good spirits today and I will pick you up tomorrow to take up a position in the factory."

"This...why don't I believe this?" Xiong Xifa rubbed his hands and smiled, not believing what Shu Zhiqiang said.

Although this news was a bit surprising, he also knew what his nephew was like.

Although their uncle-nephew relationship is good, the other party is not that capable of recruiting a workshop director.

Shu Zhiqiang also knew that the other party did not believe it, so he took out two journals about himself.

He handed the journal to the little girl beside him and said, "Juan, take it and read it to your dad."

Hearing this, Xiong Juan immediately ran over and took the journal.

Then he read out the contents of the cover and the first page in front of several people.

"Good guy! My nephew is really promising;

After not seeing each other for a few months, he unexpectedly became the director of the factory without any notice! "

Knowing that what Shu Zhiqiang said was true, Xiong Xifa clapped his hands excitedly.

In fact, he has never been optimistic about this nephew. After all, he is really too messy.

Of the three younger sisters' children, the eldest sister's son is a bit promising, but he is too stingy.

However, what he didn't expect was that the nephew he was least optimistic about turned out to be the most promising.

"Uncle, can you rest assured now?" Shu Zhiqiang smiled slightly and looked at the other person and said.

“I’m relieved, but I’ve never done anything big in my life;

If you ask me to be the workshop director, it won't cause you any trouble, right? "

Xiong Xifa nodded, and then said hesitantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the aunt on the side quickly pushed him and cast an accusing look.

This good-for-nothing man really doesn’t even know how to be an official!

Workshop director, there has never been an official in their family since our ancestors.

It finally fell on his head, but this man still hesitated?

“Uncle, it’s okay;

I just think you are more stable, so I gave this position to you;

If you can't do it, I probably won't be able to find anyone else. "Shu Zhiqiang smiled slightly and encouraged.

Hearing this, my aunt suddenly made a tut-tutting sound and looked at Xiong Xifa and complained.

"Look, your speech will be different now that you are a high official. With thin hair, you are not as good as your nephew."

Uh……

The wife's talkative and thin hair did not refute, but nodded to Shu Zhiqiang: "Then let me try?"

"Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." Shu Zhiqiang nodded, stood up and prepared to leave.

At this time, the aunt came forward and asked with a smile on her face.

"Hey, Qiangzi, how much can your uncle, the workshop director, earn per month?"

Xiong Xifa frowned, feeling that this wife was a bit too much.

This nephew asked me for help, how could he withdraw money?

Shu Zhiqiang didn't mind, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Uncle, I will give you one hundred and twenty one month, is that okay with you?"

Xiong Xifa's expression changed, and he said that this was too much, thinking that twenty or thirty yuan would be enough.

But my aunt's face was as bright as a smile, and she nodded quickly and said yes.

One hundred and two, it only took them half a year to grow vegetables, but now they can get it in one month, can they be satisfied?

After rejecting the invitation from his uncle and aunt to have dinner, Shu Zhiqiang went to his second uncle's house again.

The second uncle’s son, Xiong Hui, served in the military and is currently retired and helping farm at home.

The other party learned to drive when he was a soldier. Such a good resource cannot be wasted.

There are still two idle trucks in the marinade factory, and he plans to find them to help deliver goods to the factory.

When the second uncle and Xiong Hui heard the news, they were extremely excited.

Xiong Hui also agreed without saying a word, saying that he would report tomorrow.

Seeing that the other party didn't mention his salary, Shu Zhiqiang took the initiative and offered him 100 yuan a month.

Hearing about such a high salary, the second uncle's family became even more excited and even praised Shu Zhiqiang for his future.

Shu Zhiqiang smiled slightly and turned back to his grandparents' house.

At this time, Xiao Wenyun was chatting happily with her grandparents, holding a bowl and a spoon in her hands.

Seeing Shu Zhiqiang coming back, she immediately stood up and said, "Zhiqiang, you're back!"

"Come on, my grandparents cooked me sweet boiled eggs and meat slices. I can't finish them."

My grandparents raised more than a dozen chickens at home and could collect more than three or four eggs every day.

In the past, every time Shu Zhiqiang came over, the other party would boil sweet boiled egg drops for him to eat.

It seems that because I bought meat today, the other party added slices of meat to it.

"You drink!" Xiao Wenyun picked up the soup bowl and handed it over with a rosy face.

Shu Zhiqiang stepped forward and took a look, what a guy! !

A bowl of sweet egg soup with half a bowl of sliced ​​meat in it. How can this still be soup?

Shu Zhiqiang's mouth twitched a little, but he regained his composure when he saw the expectant eyes of his grandparents across from him.

He took the bowl from Xiao Wenyun's hand and used the spoon to put it into his mouth.

The moment the soup enters your mouth, the rich sweetness fills your entire mouth.

"Hmm... delicious!" Shu Zhiqiang slowly chewed the meat in his mouth and nodded with a look of enjoyment.

In fact, this kind of sweet soup is most delicious with some egg drop, it is sweet and tender.

But adding sliced ​​meat only adds some umami flavor, but it's a bit hard to chew.

Seeing Shu Zhiqiang opening his eyes and telling lies, Xiao Wenyun couldn't help but want to cover her mouth and laugh.

But her grandparents were watching, and she held it back.

Shu Zhiqiang looked at the remaining meat in the bowl and did not hand it to Xiao Wenyun, knowing that the other party could not eat it.

So he looked at Xiong Shengli and the two, smiled slightly, and said, "Grandpa and grandma, I just like to eat the sweet soup and boiled egg drop you cook."

"I just don't think it tastes as good as before. Is it because too much meat was added?"

"is it?"

Li Sufen was stunned for a moment, then stepped forward to scoop up the sweet soup left in the pot and took a sip.

Hmm...it's a little different.

The old man has never eaten so much meat in his life, and he doesn't know whether it tastes good or not.

Anyway, it tasted a little different from before, so she didn't doubt Shu Zhiqiang's words.

So Li Sufen nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, then I won't add so much meat in the future;

This is just Xiaoyun, others don't have this blessing. "

Of course, it is impossible for others to buy so much meat.

Although Shu Zhiqiang had finished talking to his uncle, he was in no hurry to leave.

I chatted with my grandparents about recent events for a while, then helped make dinner, and then left after eating.

"Qiangzi, take Xiaoyun and ride the motorcycle slowly!" Looking at the backs of Shu Zhiqiang and Shu Zhiqiang, Li Sufen couldn't help but wave and shout.

"I understand, don't worry."