The canteen director immediately changed his words: "Since Deputy Director Li said that, it must be impossible to be wrong."

"But the factory manager doesn't know how much supplies there are now, and the other party called for gold bars, which were controlled items. If the quantity is large, there might not be so many in the factory."

Yang Jianjun nodded and said, "This is indeed a problem. Old Li, can you see if you can find that Li...what?"

"Oh, yes, Comrade Li Weidong, let him say good things to his second uncle."

"Exchange other things, such as some notes and money."

"Isn't he a temporary worker in our factory? I told him that I would personally redirect him after the completion of the work."

Li Deming's face was a little hesitant.

"Is there any problem?" Yang Jianjun asked.

"No, no." Li Deming shook his head and replied.

But I felt a little regretful. It would be great that all gold bars would be. As the first person in charge, I have to be a good player. If there are too few people, it is difficult to start.

It was all because of Lao Liang, who was too verbal. After saying that, he glared at the canteen director fiercely.

The canteen director looked confused, not knowing what happened to Li Deming's eyes.

"Okay, let's continue to talk about the next topic. You know, I went to a meeting yesterday, and the department added another burden to us. The recent production task may be a bit heavy."

"We must hurry up in all aspects. If it really doesn't work, we can draw a group of people on the day shift and take turns."

"Old Li, Lao Liang, one of you is in charge of the canteen and the other is in charge of the logistics in the factory. You must not let the workers work hungry. If I know that the people in the factory have opinions..."

"Yes, factory manager, guarantee to complete the task."

"Yes, factory manager, guarantee to complete the task."

The two of them said in unison.

Yang Jianjun turned his head again and said to Deputy Director Liu, who is in charge of security work:

"Old Liu, I have always emphasized that security issues have always been the top priority..."

...

"What does this mean?"

Li Deming pointed to the roast duck, red sausage, shredded potatoes on the table... and said to the canteen director.

The canteen director kept apologizing to Li Deming: "It's too late, I can't prepare, let's make do with some food."

Li Deming didn't reply and turned around and asked, "What are the workers outside eating?"

"Hi, it's almost the same as this, noodles." The canteen director said with a smile.

"When the worker eats noodles, you let us eat this. I forgot what the factory director said during a meeting a few days ago. Didn't you let us separate from the masses and make a mistake?"

Seeing that Li Deming's tone was wrong, the canteen director admitted his mistakes repeatedly.

Li Deming has been in trouble with his canteen these days, and he doesn't know why he offended the person.

Taking advantage of the night shift, I took down the workers' food tonight, arranged a table of good dishes, and apologized, but I didn't want to hit the gun.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Director Li, I was wrong."

He hesitated and asked, "How about it, withdraw? Let's eat noodles too?"

As he said that, he reached out and wanted to remove the dishes and change them to the noodles.

As a result, Li Deming criticized him again:

"If you don't eat it after you're ready, then won't you waste it? What is waste?"

"crime……"

"Then you are forcing me to commit a crime."

The canteen director felt a little aggrieved and said, "What do you think you should do?"

Seeing that the temperature was almost done, Li Deming said casually:

"This time!"

"Hey hey, okay." The canteen director nodded repeatedly.

Then Li Deming went straight to the roast duck and pulled off a big duck leg, which made him feel satisfied.

He was still greeting, and the deputy chief of the security department beside him: "Xiao Zhao, don't be polite, eat."

Seeing that Li Deming was not angry anymore, the canteen director said with a smile:

"Director Li, look at what you mean, will you not sleep tonight?"

"These two days, Director Yang and Deputy Director Liu have not slept on duty at the factory. Now it is my turn. Can I go home alone to sleep?"

Li Deming took a bite of the meat and replied.

"Oh, how long will it take to last? How can the body bear it?"

"It's all for the country, and it's all about suffering and exhaustion. I said Lao Liang, your thoughts have a big problem."

"Oh, look at my mouth, I should hit it, I should hit it."

"Bang"

"Bang"

The canteen director patted his face twice with his hands.

After three rounds of wine.

The canteen director winked at Li Deming, and Li Deming understood in seconds.

"Xiao Zhao, you've eaten it all."

"Director Li, you've eaten it, you've eaten it."

"That's good...you go to work and patrol it by the way. The factory has heavy tasks now. Don't have any problems, go."

"Okay, Director Li." Deputy Chief Liu got up and walked out.

Seeing Deputy Section Chief Liu leave, the canteen director took out a small square box from his arms.

"Director, don't hurt your body during this period. This is a ginseng from my hometown. I sent it from the Northeast. You can take it back to replenish your body."

Looking at the box on the table, Li Deming didn't move, but said:

"This battle, the factory allocated a lot of food subsidies, and there should be a lot of surplus!"

This factory battle was just under Director Yang's nose, and Li Deming didn't dare to reach out and just turned his mind to the canteen.

The canteen director suddenly realized that it was too little.

"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand, factory manager, don't worry."

"I have a judgment in my mind."

...

I heard that I had noodles tonight, so I lined up in the cafeteria early.

In order to complete the task, the factory transferred a batch of night shifts from the day shift to complete the task, and most of the workers complained.

Liu Haizhong felt that this was an opportunity to leave a good impression in front of the factory leaders and would not be allowed to serve as an official position in the future, so he actively signed up.

"Don't delay things, come, hurry up, come."

"Go ahead, go forward."

"Next."

The person who was fighting for the face urged.

When I saw my lunch box with only a small chopstick noodles in my bangs, I was immediately unhappy. It was already hard enough to go to work night shifts, and I didn’t even have enough food to eat. How could I bear it?

"Hey, what kind of rice do you cook in the cafeteria? Is it soup noodles or noodles soup?"

"Where did this noodles go?"

The one who gave the noodles was Master Liang, the chef of the canteen, and his little apprentice. Seeing someone questioning him, he relied on his relatives of the canteen director and replied:

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Isn't this noodles? This is not."

"There are only a few. I closed my eyes and I can find out a few. You are getting me a few noodles."

Bangs said to Master Liang.

"Okay, okay, don't eat so much of your body shape. It's good to drink more soup and it's diuretic."

"What's diuretic? How can we work if we fitters don't have enough food? You can get some more for us."

The little apprentice on the side saw that his master was bullied, stepped forward and said:

"No, who are you? Let's get some noodles for you?"

"We are up late at night, is it easy for us to cook noodles?"

"Then is it easy for us, the worker and master, to work in the middle of the night?"
To be continued...