Chapter 840

Red Star Rolling Mill

Near the end of the month, Cao Weiguo spent the whole morning busy signing documents.

The accounts of the staff canteen, employee attendance... all kinds of records.

Just before getting off work, Officer Liu came over.

Putting down the fountain pen in his hand, Cao Weiguo followed Officer Liu to the small canteen.

At this time, more than a dozen people were already sitting in the room.

Deputy Factory Director Li laughed heartily:

"Weiguo, you're late, you'll have to punish yourself with three cups later!"

"Come, let me introduce you."

Deputy Factory Director Li changed the subject and began to introduce:

"This is Factory Director Sun from Yanshan Steel Factory!"

"Hello, Factory Director Sun!"

"This is Deputy Factory Director Shen from Oriental Machinery Factory!"

"This is Director Qin from the Accessories Factory."

"This is Party Secretary Ma from the Hongshankou Machinery Repair Factory!"

Every time Deputy Factory Director Li introduced someone, Cao Weiguo greeted them humbly.

These people present are all powerful figures in brother units, and they came here to hold a meeting this time for that matter.

The spirit of the meeting has already been conveyed from above, and the wind has gradually blown away.

"Weiguo, sit down, everyone is one of our own!"

Cao Weiguo didn't stand on ceremony and sat down next to Deputy Factory Director Li.

"I'm late! I'll punish myself with three cups!"

He drank three cups in one breath and showed the bottom of the cup to everyone.

Deputy Factory Director Shen of the Machinery Factory cheered: "Good! Director Cao is straightforward!"

Everyone was chatting and laughing at the wine table, each of them talking and laughing freely.

Deputy Factory Director Li suddenly brought up Sha Zhhu's matter:

"Weiguo, Old Yang wants to let Sha Zhhu return to the factory."

"I'm telling you this in advance."

"Sha Zhhu is a good hand at cooking."

"Old Yang has... you'll see when the time comes..."

Cao Weiguo said with a smile: "I listen to the leadership, I'll do whatever the leadership says."

Deputy Factory Director Li said with satisfaction: "Weiguo, I trust you with things!"

At the same time, Xu Damao was looking around in an elegant courtyard.

There were guards with guns at the door, a beautiful courtyard, a Western-style building...

People who can live in such a place are definitely big shots!

My chance to get ahead has finally come!

When I become a leader, I'll definitely finish off that grandson Sha Zhhu, and that old dog Yi Zhonghai!

Just when Xu Damao was feeling happy, a jeep drove over.

Seeing the familiar license plate, Xu Damao immediately ran over with a face full of smiles.

"Sha Zhhu!"

When he got to the front of the car and saw the old acquaintance through the windshield, his smile disappeared instantly.

"Hey! I can run into you anywhere! What a narrow road for enemies!"

Sha Zhhu opened the car door and walked out, looking at Xu Damao with squinted eyes.

Factory Director Yang said with a straight face: "You two remember!"

"Don't talk too much when you get to the leader's house, do your work well!"

"You do your movie projection well!"

"You do your cooking well!"

"Alright!"

Sha Zhhu and Xu Damao followed the secretary who came out to greet them into the small Western-style building.

One was arranged to show movies, and one was arranged to go to the kitchen.

Sha Zhhu went to the kitchen, looking at the chicken, fish, pork belly, pork knuckle, cabbage, radish, potatoes, cabbage, tofu on the table...

And those seasonings, he flipped through the pork belly and muttered: "Still a foodie!"

He took out an economic cigarette from his pocket, shook one out, and put it in his mouth.

Then he took out a match from his pocket, struck it, and lit the cigarette.

"Comfortable!"

After a burst of puffing, Sha Zhhu felt extremely comfortable.

Recently, he has been cooking banquets for others all day long.

Although he was busy, those people were very stingy.

Just yesterday at that house in Bai Yang Alley, he made five tables of dishes and was only given three yuan.

If it weren't for Jin Lian's sake, he would have flipped the table.

Even so, the hard-earned money he made was mostly given to Jin Lian for medicine.

This cigarette was something he saved up from his teeth.

This pack of economic cigarettes was a treasure, and he couldn't bear to smoke it usually.

"Master, put out the cigarette, we don't allow smoking in our house!"

Sha Zhhu was smoking happily when a thin woman walked over.

Seeing Sha Zhhu smoking in the kitchen, her face immediately sank.

Sha Zhhu put out the cigarette unhappily and threw it into the stove.

He scanned the seasonings with a face full of displeasure: "I say, you're missing sesame paste here!"