The Era of Hard Work

After work, Yang Feng packed up his things and took the bus back to Quannan City. The new job is good in terms of salary, incentives, leadership and atmosphere. The only downside is that it is far away from home. To change cars, it will take more than an hour to return to Ganshiqiao's home.

Traffic jams in urban areas will take longer.

Standing in the car all the way to Jiefang Road, after changing to No. 52, I finally got a seat.

The bus passed many newly developed buildings along the way. Yang Feng looked at the high-rise or small high-rise buildings rising from the ground, and suddenly had an idea.

Lu's Catering is really a good company, and it's not the kind of private enterprise that will collapse casually. After all, there are more than 400 chain stores here.

The salary is good, the atmosphere is good, there is a high income, and you can flex your muscles. If you can, you can work in this company until you retire.

Running back and forth like this every day is not an option, too much time is wasted on the road.

Now that there are so many new developments, do you want to sell the house near Ganshiqiao and buy a new house in the university town?

Commuting is also convenient.

Although it is a tube building, the house here is not difficult to sell, because there are schools such as Yuying Middle School, Quannan No. 1 Middle School, Quannan No. 1 Middle School and Experimental Middle School nearby.

My child will be admitted to college next summer, and if he can go to a school in a university town, he will save even the accommodation fee.

With his income from Lu's Catering, it shouldn't be difficult to sell the old house and pay a down payment, and get a loan to replace it with a bigger one.

When getting off the bus, Yang Feng's waist was very straight. A man still needs to have an income to be confident.

When he got home, his wife had already prepared dinner.

With his income stabilized, Yang Feng asked his wife to rest for a while and not to set up a stall.

My son is studying in the Provincial Experimental Middle School in the north, and he has late self-study at night, so he doesn't come back for dinner.

They were the only ones eating.

Sitting at the edge of the dining table, eating the meal cooked by his wife, Yang Feng was suddenly lost in thought, remembering what he said to Mr. Lu in the afternoon.

Those are all words from the heart.

What do you think, don't eat? His wife tapped the plate with chopsticks.

Yang Feng came back to his senses: I met Mr. Lu this morning and had a conversation with him.

His wife followed suit and asked, What did you say?

Didn't you say anything? Yang Feng said casually, I was just thinking about it, telling Mr. Lu about Shandong cuisine, suggesting that the company promote Shandong cuisine or something.

His wife said: You talk nonsense, Mr. Lu has made such a big career in his early twenties, doesn't he see it more clearly than you?

It's true to say so, but Yang Feng said: People give us such good treatment, don't I just want to do my part?

You're right. His wife put down her job: Lao Yang, you have been a chef for so many years, think hard and work harder. A private company is no better than a public company. We must be worthy of the wages.

Yang Feng said: I was wondering, which Shandong dishes are suitable for chain stores to promote?

His wife said casually: Choose from the few dishes you are good at and find the one that suits you.

Yang Feng nodded slowly: I'll test it myself first, and you can't talk about such things indiscriminately.

The couple ate dinner and discussed without saying a word. Although Yang Feng works in a public restaurant and inevitably suffers from some problems, his mind is not that complicated.

These days, many people's minds are relatively simple.

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At noon, because the Institute of Physical Education had a winter vacation, Lu Dong and Song Na randomly found a restaurant to have lunch.

The two went to the Peace Hotel. Lao Zhou's fan buns and carrot buns had long been known, and there were a lot of people for meals.

There was no one in the private room at noon, seeing Lu Dong and Song Na coming over, Lao Zhou specially took them to the private room.

Lu Dong was not polite to Lao Zhou either, and said, Brother Zhou, I'm sorry to trouble you.

In fact, eating out may be troublesome if someone knows someone. Once when Lu Dong was eating outside, a small company owner recognized him and ran to him to make a sales pitch. In the end, both sides were embarrassed.

There is a newspaper rack in the private room, and there are some newspapers on it. It may be a long time for Lao Zhou to change it, and some of them are two or three months ago.

When the soup and buns came up, Song Na picked up a newspaper and read it, talking to Lu Dong while reading, How long will your second brother stay this time?

Go for five or six miles after the New Year's Eve. Lu Dong poured a glass of water for Song Na: I went to pick up someone that day, and Madam asked you to have dinner together, why don't you go?

Song Na said: My dad said, we are neither married nor engaged, it's not good to go to such an occasion.

Lu Dong didn't comment well on Father Song, and said, You have to go for the second or third year of Chinese New Year, and see you then.

Yeah. Song Na didn't feel embarrassed to meet people, but she didn't go before because she respected the opinions of the elders in the family, so she asked instead, What does your second brother do in the army?

Lu Dong said: All I know is that it is an important department of Air Force pilots. I didn't ask for details, and he couldn't tell.

Song Na guessed wildly: I'm in Xichuan. I heard that Xichuan has an aircraft factory. Could it be the test flight of advanced aircraft?

Lu Dong reminded her: Hei Dan, don't make wild guesses when you shouldn't.

Song Na didn't mention this any more, turned over a newspaper, happened to go to the entertainment page, glanced at it, and said, Lv Dong, look at the news, it's a good thing she wasn't chosen as the spokesperson, otherwise we would be in trouble.

What's wrong? Lu Dong leaned over.

Song Na said: This female star wears the little devil's army flag and takes pictures for the cover of the magazine. There is something wrong with her head!

Lu Dong took a quick glance and found that it was indeed the military banner girl, and sighed: Sure enough, we all misunderstood Madam Rong.

Song Na was puzzled, then thought of the famous role of the Military Banner Girl, she immediately understood the meaning of this, and said intentionally, Nurse Rong also impaled two other people.

Lu Dong said casually: Lu Yao knows the horsepower, and it takes a long time to see people's hearts.

Song Na shook her head slightly: I don't know what she is thinking, but she has no common sense?

Lu Dong said: Maybe the agent or the magazine was tricked, but even if it was tricked, it can only be said that they have no brains.

There was a knock on the door of the private room, and the food was brought in. Song Na took the newspaper aside and had lunch first.

After eating a fan bun, Song Na asked, How is your talk with Jiucun?

Lu Dong simply said: Uncle Ba is in charge of the legal risks, Wang Dong understands the industry, and Xu Man is mainly responsible for the specific negotiations, and it's relatively smooth, and it is estimated that the agreement will be signed after work in the next year.

Song Na took a sip of the soup: There's still half a year left to graduate, and I'm about to start an internship. Now that I don't include assignments, Huang Juan can't find an internship place for the time being. She wants to come to me and go to No. 1 Sports for an internship.

Because she was busy with business, Huang Juan, who used to live in the same dormitory as a bunk bed, was the only classmate Song Na had good friends with during her university days.

Lu Dong knew this, and said, Becoming a superior and subordinate, the relationship will be more complicated than before, and you have to grasp the details.

Song Na nodded: I know, I should be able to handle it well.

After lunch, the two returned to their respective companies, and went to the small square of Innovation Port. Lu Dong called Song Na to stop.

I won't go back tonight. Lu Dong whispered.

Song Na pretended not to understand: If I don't go back, I won't go back.

Lu Dong said, Let's go shopping together after get off work, and I'll cook something delicious for you in the evening.

Song Na deliberately said: If you don't eat well, just sleep alone.

Lu Dong glanced at his watch: I'll go out later, try to come back at five o'clock, if you come back late, just wait for me.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, some people or units need Lu Dong to go there in person.

In the afternoon, after bringing some things, Lu Dong went to the county seat and visited the Cultural Tourism Planning Committee. Most of the members of this temporary unit came from various departments of Qingzhao County, and some of them were like Lu Dong and Professor Fan. Yes, externally hired consultants.

Of course, Lu Dong has no salary, and the county originally wanted to open it, but Lu Dong rejected it on the grounds that Qingzhao was a man, and Qingzhao did things as a matter of course.

Anyway, the situation is the same as him, and he is the only one in the committee, so there is no need to worry about other people's difficulties.

In the office, while it was not busy, several people started talking.

One of them was sent by the county party committee and said: The construction progress in various places is very fast. Although it is slightly behind the plan, it is generally smooth. The cultural tourism plan has planned the future development path for Qingzhao. The cultural tourism planning committee is normalized.

Lu Dong asked, Become an official department?

Another person said: I think it's okay to have specialized people and departments to take care of professional matters.

The first person to speak nodded: It seems that when the first phase of the project is completed, the Cultural Tourism Planning Committee will be transformed into the Cultural Tourism Bureau, which will be responsible for managing the cultural tourism projects of Qingzhao, and plans to establish a tourism company under the Cultural Tourism Bureau.

Lu Dong said: The determination is great.

The same person said: The superiors specially send people to go to other places to invite experienced and capable talents from Qingzhao to come back and seek common development.

A person with a target in the organization department answered the conversation at this time: By the way, there is news from the organization department that a group of high-achieving students graduating next year are going to go directly to our cultural and tourism planning committee for internships. Cultivate talent.

A person with gray hair said: Young people are aggressive and energetic. Maybe the higher-ups think that we old people who are half-buried in the soil are too stable and ask people to come and attack us.

Seeing the young and frightening Lu Dong, he hurriedly said, President Lu, I'm not talking about you, we are all old comrades who fought side by side before the Cultural Tourism Planning Committee was established...

How could Lu Dong care about these words, he waved his hand, and said, Director Liu, we are all old friends, and we are used to joking around, so we can't say anything.

Boss Lu is righteous! Director Liu said cheerfully, No matter where I go, I dare to pat my chest and say this to others!

What is discussed here is all unconfirmed gossip, but with the identity of the person here, it is almost inseparable to be able to speak out.

If the county really wants to set up a cultural and tourism bureau, it is definitely a popular unit, after all, the development tone of Qingzhao has been set.

If the people here say they have no idea, they must be lying.

A group of highly educated talents were airborne from above, even if they had just graduated, these people faintly felt threatened.

Director Liu joked again: I hope that the high-achieving students who will come to practice in the next year will not be the ones who will grow up in the student union. In the past two years, I have met many fresh graduates. The most difficult thing to do in the student union for a few years, we are all helping the old fritters. , and a group of old fried dough stick students, who will do the work?

Everyone laughed.