Siheyuan, the opening gun is aimed at Yi Zhonghai

Zhou Zheng took Director Yang to continue his tour of the research institute.

However, Director Yang seemed absent-minded during the rest of the trip. It was obvious that he was still thinking about the integrated stamping steel molding machine.

This made him feel a little funny. After all, Director Yang was the leader of a large factory. How could he not keep things in his heart?

However, Zhou Zheng misunderstood Director Yang on this point.

For Zhou Zheng, the stamping integrated steel shaping machine may just be a machine that surpasses current technology, but for Director Yang, it has a different meaning.

That is the hope for the rise of the steel industry and an absolute weapon to catch up with the UK, the US and the US.

How could he calm down?

Zhou Zheng saw this and deliberately shortened the tour, finally completing the mission by taking Director Yang to the end.

The time has come to noon.

The staff of the institute went to the canteen to eat one after another.

Zhou Zheng’s research institute has a cafeteria. The chef of the cafeteria was poached from the machine repair factory. His name is Nan Yi.

Not for any other reason, just because his name is Nan Yi.

It’s a pity that there is no pretty widow with three children in the South City Machine Repair Factory.

Zhou Zheng also took Director Yang towards the cafeteria.

As he led the way, he suggested:

"Director Yang, it's time for dinner. The chef in our institute's canteen is also a great chef. Director Yang, please taste some of our food."

Director Yang suppressed his emotions and tried to calm himself down, then said with a smile: "Oh, is that so? From what you said, this cook must be very good. Let me guess. This cook is not from He Yuzhu's lineage. But to be able to fight against He Yuzhu's lineage, you kid, didn't you dig up the only remaining seedling of the Nan family?"

Zhou Zheng was shocked and raised the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle Yang, do you still know him?"

Director Yang smiled proudly: "Haha, it seems that I guessed right. Before liberation, there were two capable people in the folks of Sijiu City. One was Lou Zhenhua, who was known as Lou Half City, and the other was Nan Huaichang, who was known as Nan Half City. Nan Huaichang's ancestors were imperial chefs, so he laid the foundation for the Nan family in Sijiu City. But later, when the Japanese gendarmerie took control of Sijiu City, their Nan family suffered a disaster and fell into decline, leaving only Nan Yi as the only seedling."

That was the end of the story, because they had already reached the kitchen while talking.

The staff of the institute greeted Zhou Zheng one after another.

Director Yang joked, "I never thought that you, the director, are so popular."

Zhou Zheng smiled faintly: "Get along well with fellow workers."

Then he changed the subject.

"Uncle Yang, can I have something to drink at noon?"

Director Yang smiled cheerfully: "Of course you can drink a little. Even if we put aside our job title, you still have to call me Uncle Yang. I will let you show your hospitality."

Zhou Zheng chuckled: "Then I have to perform well in front of Uncle Yang."

As they were talking, Zhou Zheng brought Director Yang and two deputy directors into a small private room in the cafeteria.

This small private room was built with reference to the configuration of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. As a scientific research institution, it is indeed right that the basic focus is on scientific research. However, when leaders come to inspect, you can't let people leave with empty stomachs. That would be too rude.

After entering the box, Nan Yi followed sensibly.

After Zhou Zheng and the others sat down, he walked up to Zhou Zheng and bowed his head.

Zhou Zheng knew that Director Yang had a relatively balanced taste, but he preferred Shandong cuisine, which was Nan Yi's specialty.

He then said to Nan Yi: "Choose the six dishes that you are good at cooking."

Nan Yi took the order and went down.

Director Yang said with emotion: "Let's not talk about work during the meal. As the saying goes, man is made of iron and rice is made of steel. If we don't eat, we will be hungry. Let's fill our stomachs first."

The two deputy factory managers knew their limits and knew what to ask and what not to say, and they kept smiling throughout the whole process.

In fact, this kind of mentality is not caused by the identity of the director of a so-called scientific research institute.

Don't forget that the "Yanhe Gang" is no less famous in the East District of Beijing than the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. As the actual leader of the "Yanhe Gang", he has the reputation to be respected by these people.

We are not afraid of the "hooligans" being educated, but we are afraid of the "hooligans" becoming legalized. The "Yanhe Gang" is such an organization in Dongcheng District.

There is no such thing as black or white, it's a delicate gray.

Since we are not talking about work, let’s talk about life, ideals, and social relationships.

For Zhou Zheng, he had nothing to worry about and just said whatever he wanted to say.

But what he said was not without skill. At least he could not say things that people did not want to hear like Yuzhu did. What Zhou Zheng said could not only show his attitude, but also make Director Yang and the two deputy directors feel comfortable.

Of course, Director Yang and the two deputy directors also said what Zhou Zheng liked to hear.

If everyone has this attitude, the chat atmosphere will definitely be harmonious.

Nan Yi cooked very quickly and soon, six dishes were served on the table one by one.

In this era, leaders have a habit of commenting on the dishes when they eat.

The leader of the steel industry is a "gourmet", and the factory managers of subordinate units all know something about gourmet food.

As soon as the dishes were served, Director Yang began to comment on them after smelling them.

Nan Yi is very proud, so when he heard Director Yang's compliments, his mouth opened up with joy and his head was held high, with an expression that said, "Praise me now!"

Zhou Zheng appeared calm on the surface, but he was almost speechless inside.

The world of Love in the Courtyard is really a little abnormal. Influenced by the tragic protagonist Shazhu, the world's will seems to have raised the status of chefs too high.

It was just a simple meal, but it was made like a cooking competition.

Did you think it was the Chinese Cooking Master Boy?

Here, after Director Yang finished his comments, the two deputy directors began to echo what Director Yang said.

Director Yang showed a hint of pride on his face, as if these dishes were made by him after he commented on them.

Fortunately, this awkward moment passed quickly. Zhou Zheng took out two bottles of Moutai from the locker in the private room, then opened one and filled each bottle for Director Yang and the two deputy directors.

After all, the guest is a guest, so Zhou Zheng doesn't want to be too polite. It's just a small matter of pouring wine.

The two deputy factory managers were quite tactful. When Zhou Zheng poured them wine, they stood up and bent over to protect their glasses.

He smiled and said politely, "Director Zhou, you are too polite. We can pour the wine ourselves. How can we ask you to pour the wine for us? This makes me feel very nervous."

Zhou Zheng also said politely: "Alas, we don't have so many rules here. I know that guests are guests, so isn't it right to pour a glass of wine for them? Since you said so, let's pour our own glasses starting from the second glass. Don't be panic. If this gets out, how will my brother units evaluate me, haha."

He poured the wine and joked at the same time, and the atmosphere became harmonious again.

Director Yang also expressed his opinion at the right time: "Comrade Zhou is right. There shouldn't be so many rules. To be honest, in my eyes, you three are all the same. You are all good kids."

"Zhao Zhongyi, he was a soldier under my command. He joined the army at the age of 14 and followed the main force. I watched him grow up."

"Liu Xianwen is the child of my old comrade-in-arms. He has grown up now."

"Then there's Zhou Zheng, the son of Zhou Yunhai, the former head of the security department of our Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. I watched him grow up, and now, in the blink of an eye, you can all stand on your own, which makes me feel happy and proud."

"You are all the best children..."

Director Yang's words made Zhou Zheng look at the two deputy directors again.

It suddenly dawned on me that... they were all direct descendants.