I am reborn without a pattern

"Boss, the person from my previous workplace said he wanted to come over first and have a look..."

Zhang Haonan, who was eating in the cafeteria, was reading a stack of papers. Fan Zhenhua stood beside him, holding a rice bowl and a vegetable basin.

"Lao Fan sat down and said."

"Why."

Fan Zhenhua nodded, and then put the rice bowl and vegetable basin away. There were vegetables, meat, and fish in the vegetable basin. The fish was the kind where grass carp segments were wrapped in batter, deep-fried, and then braised. Not to mention the large pieces of fish, it was completely meatless. It doesn't have the muddy smell, and since it's deep-fried, it's not afraid of any small thorns.

"Several people?"

"Five or six of them were afraid that I would lie to them, so they wanted to come over and have a look first."

"Which ones are they?"

Zhang Haonan, who was eating while reading the paper, frowned. This paper was not a question of knowing or not, but that he didn't try to answer it at all. The multiple-choice questions turned out to be "ABCDABCD" in a very regular pattern. There was no doubt that the guy who answered the question was scribbling. , and then leave quickly.

After taking a bite of rice, Fan Zhenhua said his name.

Zhang Haonan thought for a while and then said: "I don't blame them for hesitating. If there is no hope, there are seniors and juniors, so we can't afford to delay. The one named Fan Yuejin is from your family, right?"

"Uh, yes, he's a cousin."

Fan Zhenhua was very surprised. He didn't expect Zhang Haonan to remember all these people.

"Fan Yuejin is forty-two this year?"

"Yes, forty-two."

"It costs money for a child to go to college and get married. Moreover, his wife seems to be sick, and the medical expenses are huge."

Zhang Haonan folded a stack of papers, then immersed himself in cooking, picked up two bites of green vegetables, and then said, "Tell Fan Yuejin that I still pay urban employee medical insurance here. But it will start next year."

In fact, medical insurance is still in pilot status, and it is only available in public institutions in Shacheng. It will be a long time before it is fully rolled out.

These days, the profit margins of almost all small private business owners are the highest in their lives.

Twenty or thirty years later, no boss will not miss this lawless and barbaric era. As long as they can make money, they can do anything.

"Boss, do I, too?"

"Nonsense, I recruited you, how could you not have one? As long as you are a regular employee, you will have one."

"That will cost a lot of money."

"You need five hundred yuan a month to help me feel sorry for you? Is there anything wrong with your mind, Lao Fan?"

With that said, Zhang Haonan added, "By the way, when will you ask your brother to come back to your house?"

"..."

When he mentioned this, Fan Zhenhua suddenly became weak, shrank his head and said, "Brother, he doesn't have a house to live in, and now he has children..."

"You can eat and stop talking."

"..."

Talking to Fan Zhenhua about this, Zhang Haonan felt that he would have high blood pressure at the age of eighteen.

Let alone brothers, they are father and son. What is yours is yours.

After randomly picking up the food in the bowl and placing the rice bowl in the designated storage basket, Zhang Haonan shouted to the chef in the cafeteria: "Uncle Jianmin, kill a few turtles tomorrow. You go to the fish pond to get them in the evening. I will follow the grandfather who is watching the fish pond. we have a deal."

"good!"

The master who holds the spoon wearing a mask is not a member of the Zhang family, but an old comrade of his uncle. His surname is Mao and his given name is Jianmin. After his left leg became disabled, he basically did some farm work at home. When Zhang Haonan's small workshop first opened, he was invited first. Come and help cook.

Now that the "Wujiadai Food Processing Factory" has been established, everything is on track, and Zhang Haonan also signed a labor contract with him.

The monthly salary is 400 yuan, and Zhang Haonan promised to add another 50 yuan after he gets the chef certificate.

The chef certificates these days were not formal and were all handwritten. Many years later, after they were formalized and entered the Internet, they were renamed Chinese cooks.

However, Zhang Haonan didn't care about this. He kept his employees motivated to learn purely out of motivation.

It is never wrong to live and learn.

Mao Jianmin has also been thinking of ways to get a chef certificate these days. The Bureau of Labor and Social Security, which has not yet been restructured, actually provides free training in this area. Mao Jianmin found that in addition to Chinese food, he could also learn Western pastry and so on, and he actually enjoyed it.

Recently, chicken cakes are occasionally served in the cafeteria, which is the result of Zhang Haonan encouraging Mao Jianmin to try it.

Not to mention, they are very popular. After all, they are from all over the country. They know exactly what vegetables and meats are used in the factory. How can the materials outside be more authentic than those in the factory?

After leaving the food factory, Zhang Haonan walked to a house in Hewan. There were five houses in a row, all of which were typical local rural houses.

In front of the house is a cement drying yard, and behind the house is a small courtyard with chickens, ducks, geese, and bamboo garden toilets.

"Uncle!"

There was a pickup truck parked in front of the door. Zhang Zhicai was sitting on a small bench at the door, smoking a cigarette. The door was open, several dishes were broken on the floor, food was spilled on the floor, and there were bloody marks on Zhang Zhicai's cheek.

"Haonan!"

"Don't worry, we will solve the problem today."

Zhang Haonan nodded, then took out his mobile phone and made a call. After getting through, Zhang Haonan asked, "At work? Haowei's business. Pick up Haobei in a while, yes, go directly to his school. Are you coming back now?" good."

"Haodong?"

"Yes, I'll be back soon. He's asking for leave."

Zhang Zhicai trembled when he heard this and said with some hesitation: "Don't, don't cripple me."

Zhang Zhicai, who was smoking a cigarette, did not dare to look at Zhang Haonan. He was obviously an elder, but he was helpless.

He wants to discipline, but he can't be cruel. Everyone knows that his wife is doting on his son. In fact, Zhang Zhicai himself is not the same?

"Zhang Zhicai, don't think that just because you sell a few ducks, you are so great. Without my mother-in-law... Uh, Haonan, why are you here?"

The aggressive energy of a woman behind the house suddenly stopped, and she quickly retracted her gesture of extending her finger.

Zhang Haonan just stood there and her arrogance dissipated instantly.

Make a fortune with He Qi Qi...

That's just one side of Zhang Haonan.

This woman knew very well that the nephew in front of her had the guts to separate from his mother and father at the age of fifteen, separate and establish a family at the age of sixteen, and have a net worth of more than one million at the age of eighteen...

"Auntie, have you eaten your rice? If not, go to the cafeteria in my factory. There should be some available now."

"Do it now, do it now, no need, no need..."

She ran towards the kitchen house as if she was running away, as if she had seen the god of plague.

Twenty minutes later, the sound of a motorcycle was heard not far away. A tall man, nearly two meters tall, drove another tall man, about 1.9 meters tall, and stopped directly at Zhang Zhicai's gate.

"Uncle Zhicai, have you eaten?"

Taking off his helmet, the big man walked over with a smile and said hello.

Zhang Zhicai touched a cigarette and handed it over: "Don't cripple me..."

"Don't worry, Haonan has the final say to what extent."

After taking the cigarette and putting it in his ear, Zhang Haodong asked Zhang Haonan: "How do you say it?"

"Tell the superior to go to his school first."

"good."

Zhang Haodong nodded, walked directly into Zhang Zhicai's living room, picked up the landline in the living room, and made a call.