Siheyuan: Mr. Wang is the only one who is backstabbed!

In the evening, in the steel rolling mill courtyard, Wang’s family in the backyard.

Comrade Wang Jianhua was smiling so hard that his teeth were showing. He took out an unopened bottle of Erguotou from somewhere and happily poured a cup for himself and his eldest son.

Today, the head of the family was extremely considerate of someone and gave him half a bottle, which was quite good!

"Haha, ever since our youngest started working, I've seen that there have been many happy events in our family. This kid's two jobs combined, he's almost catching up with me!

As a father, I feel like I have worked for nothing all these years! " Comrade Wang Jianhua said this, but his happiness was obvious to the naked eye!

I took a sip of the wine happily and felt so refreshed!

Wang Tie picked up the wine cup and clinked it with his brother's. "It seems that as the eldest brother, I have to work harder to pass the second-level worker assessment this year!"

"You've been caught up now. We, father and son, have to work hard this year!" Wang Jianhua patted his eldest son's shoulder and grinned.

As for the relationship between the two brothers, he doesn't need to worry at all.

The second son is excellent, but his eldest son is not bad either! Of course, it depends on who you compare him with, right? However, he is already very satisfied.

Among the young people in the courtyard, his eldest son is the best one among them, not to mention those of the same age. He is not inferior to He Yuzhu, Jia Dongxu and the children of the Yan family!

Especially the children in the front yard, hey! There is really no one who can fight!

As for comparing with his second son, forget it, even he as a father has to admit defeat!

"I'll drink less. I have to go to East Street to visit my future colleagues!" Wang Gang said happily after taking two bites of food.

He was quite interested in being a public manager, not because of any qualifications, but mainly because it was rare!

Besides, he was a successful businessman in his previous life, and at this age, to be honest, it doesn’t make any difference if we can’t say it’s a dimensionality reduction attack.

But he was indeed very curious about this public manager. He felt that the situation was a bit similar to that of a state-owned enterprise.

But the situation may be a little different, after all, the times and environment are different. We will know when night comes!

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Someone rubbed his belly and walked leisurely out of the courtyard towards Di'anmen East Street. The pub he was going to today was on East Street, not far from Nanluoguxiang. At least with Wang Gang's walking speed, it would only take more than 10 minutes.

"East Street Tavern, hey!"

The wooden door, which is very characteristic of the era, has a mottled paint surface and is inlaid with a few dim glass panels. It looks unusually warm under the light from the inner room.

There is a long wooden board on the left, which is obviously white, but has turned slightly yellow with age. There are large characters written on it: "Public-Private Partnership" and "East Street Tavern".

There is a wooden plaque hanging above the door, and the word on it is simple: "Tavern"!

Wang Gang took a look inside. Wow, there were quite a lot of people! It was quite lively!

As we all know, the old people in Beijing love this. After finishing, they can even invite three or five acquaintances to chat about national affairs, with a little wine and a plate of peanuts. It's absolutely delicious!

With a creaky sound, Wang Gang pushed the door open and walked in. Few of the drinkers inside paid attention to him, but everyone knew that there were real drinkers.

The store is not big, about 50 square meters, but Wang Gang is not sensitive to such data. Anyway, there are eight tables and benches placed on the four sides of the tables. It was a good time when he came, and there is still some empty space now.

Wang Gang walked to the front desk in the left corner and said, "Boss, give me two taels of Niulanshan, a stack of peanuts, and a portion of flowering beans!"

Niu Laoguo smiled and nodded, "Okay, man!"

After paying the bill, Wang Gang picked an empty table and sat down. Soon, the things he ordered were brought to him.

Ceramic wine glasses and jugs and two plates of beans were placed in front of Wang Gang. The waiter here was very efficient!

A pot of wine is exactly two taels, which saves the calculation. The wine is scooped out from the three large wine jars next to the front desk, and the side dishes are also taken out from under the front desk. The front desk of the pub is a rather large wooden cabinet, but it is embedded with glass on the front and back, and there is a sliding door at the back, which is convenient!

Words like "Ten times compensation if the product is fake", "Authentic Niulanshan", and "No credit" were written on the beams and pillars in the house.

At present, all the private businesses in Beijing are joint ventures between the government and businessmen. The shopkeepers these days, oh, or you can call them private managers, have quite a lot of money in their pockets!

At least the pub that Wang Gang is going to be the manager of next, although it’s not big in size, has been passed down for three generations!

But when it comes to Niu Laoguo, I guess that’s the end!

However, he did not see the cashier and the chef. Occasionally, the shopkeeper or accountant at the front desk would stroll to the back, and when they came out, they would bring out some cold dishes ordered by the customers. He guessed that the chef must be at the back.

"Hey, Master Niu, there's a young man in your tavern today!"

An elderly man with a hunchback lifted the door curtain and walked to the front desk to order some wine. When he saw that there was still some empty space at Wang Gang's table, he smiled and said.

"Look at what you said, we welcome all guests here! If we come here to drink, we have never been picky about people, right?" Uncle Niu, also known as the shopkeeper Niu Laoguo, said with a smile while drinking.

Wang Gang picked up the wine glass, smiled and nodded at the visitor, then took a sip, indicating that they were acquainted.

"Okay, I'll go and join this guy!"

"Please!"

"Is this your first time here, little brother?" Old Luo Gou said with a smile as he took a sip of wine while sitting opposite Wang Gang.

Wang Gang nodded, "It's my first time. I plan to come here more often in the future."

"That's great! This is the wine in the tavern over here!" The hunchback gave a thumbs up and grinned, showing his big yellow teeth. "I've been drinking here for more than 20 years!"

"Okay, I'll come here more often when I have the chance!"

"A man, let's go?"

Wang Gang raised his glass to signal, and the old man and the young man took another sip.

After drinking, Wang Gang took out a box of Daqianmen and gave a cigarette to Luo Gou in front of him, then lit one for himself.

"Wow! Great cigarettes, from Daqianmen! These are official cigarettes!"

"Well, just smoke it. Why would someone who drinks ask where the alcohol comes from?"

Luo Gou shook his head. "That's definitely not appropriate!"

It was said that smoke started to come out from the sizzling point.

Wang Gang was very curious about this kind of environment, so he simply stared at it without opening his reconnaissance eyes. Isn't it a kind of fun to understand it slowly over time?

The tavern became lively again. The owner of the tavern was holding a book in his hand. When no one wanted to drink, he would just listen to the national affairs around him and read the book with a smile on his face.

The accountant nearby was keeping accounts when someone ordered wine and food, and the sound of an abacus could be heard from time to time.

What a place full of the atmosphere of fireworks!

No wonder many people like to come to this tavern for a drink in the evening!