The Green Tea’s Crushing Victories in the ’70s

Wen Rugui went back from the clothes shop, his ears were still a bit hot.

He had the dream of being played as a gangster again last night, and woke up in the morning to find that the quilt was a little dirty.

Last night he actually dreamed that she was pressing herself on the floor, and the pants under him were...

He woke up in surprise for a long time, how could he be so shameless?

This kind of dream must never be let Tong Xuelu know, otherwise she would definitely think that she is an old hooligan.

But at this time, Wen Rugui felt very grateful. Fortunately, he didn't pour water on the quilt, and fortunately, he didn't take the quilt out directly to dry, otherwise he would be ashamed.

Halfway through, Jiao Yunshi came to face him.

Wen Rugui walked directly past her.

Jiao Yunshi was taken aback for a moment and called him: "Comrade Wen, please wait a moment."

Wen Rugui stopped then, frowning and looking at her: "Are you...?"

Jiao Yunshi suddenly couldn't laugh or cry: "I'm Jiao Yunshi. By the way, Comrade Wen, my dad said that he has something to ask for you, so I will let you go to his office."

"Okay, I'll go over."

Wen Rugui finished speaking and left.

Jiao Yunshi looked at his back, feeling very calm.

She went to school recently.

As the oldest student in the class, many people find it very strange to see her go to elementary school "at her age".

It feels so good to read, soaring in the ocean of knowledge, I feel that every day is very fulfilling. I don’t suffer from gains and losses like before, and I am always worried that I am not worthy of the other party.

Now she felt more grateful that she didn't say anything.

Since the restaurant launched the seasoning package, the effect has been very good. Many restaurants in Beijing have come to Tong Xuelu to buy the seasoning package.

When it is small, it can sell 20 to 30 packages a day, and when it is large, it can sell hundreds of packages.

Can a restaurant sell so many spice packs?

Obviously impossible.

Although private trading is not allowed, as long as there is a need, there will be trading. Absolute prohibition cannot be prohibited.

Otherwise, the black market will not endure repeated prohibitions.

After these restaurants have bought the condiment packs, it is absolutely impossible to use them in the restaurant alone. It may be bought by relatives and friends, or they may be given to others as gifts.

Of course, there may be people with channels who buy and sell them to other provinces.

Of course, these Tong Xuelu ignored them, as long as they had the money to make the money.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the month again, and Tong Xuelu took the report to the Ministry of Commerce to report to his work.

When I entered the conference hall this time, many people took the initiative to greet her.

"Manager Tong, when do you sell beef **** and fish balls?"

"Yes, many customers who went to our store responded that without your beef balls, Mala Tang tastes boring!"

"It's strange to say that the chef in our restaurant will also make this fish ball, but it tastes a little worse."

As soon as this remark came out, it was immediately echoed by many people.

Whether it's beef **** or fish balls, many chefs actually do it, but the taste is much worse, and it doesn't feel very elastic at all.

There was a middle-aged man watching everyone talking and he was very quiet all the time.

After hearing this, he suddenly said: "Even if the ingredients are the same, the tastes of different chefs will be very different. Don't forget that Manager Tong is still a first-class master."

Everyone nodded after hearing the words, and felt that this was indeed the truth.

Tong Xuelu looked at the middle-aged man, who was about 35 years old, tall and thin, with a gentle appearance.

Seeing Tong Xuelu looking over, the corners of his lips curled up slightly and nodded friendly at her.

Tong Xuelu also nodded at him.

After a while, the leaders came over.

The content of the meeting was similar, and it made people want to sleep.

But Tong Xuelu made a serious look, and brought a notebook to record the meeting, recording the main points of the meeting one by one.

When Minister Lin swept over, he happened to see Tong Xuelu taking notes.

The people taking notes in the entire venue could count them with one palm.

Tong Xuelu is serious and steady, flexible and innovative in thinking, bold and careful, which is very good.

After the meeting, Minister Lin asked Tong Xuelu to visit his office.

Tong Xuelu thought he was going to talk to himself about the condiment package. He didn't want him to say: "Manager Tong, I wonder if you are interested in coming to the Ministry of Commerce as my secretary?"

The voice fell to the ground, just as Secretary Zhuo walked in with two glasses of water.

She shook her hand and the enamel jar fell to the ground with a "bang".

Minister Lin frowned: "What's the matter?"

Secretary Zhuo paled and said, "I'm sorry, I can't stand firm because of a cramp at my feet. I'll go and pour two more glasses."

As she said, she picked up the enamel jar on the ground and gave Tong Xuelu a complicated look when she went out.

Tong Xuelu scolded swear words in her heart, and sighed on the surface: "Director Lin’s eyes are like torches, and I am very happy to be recognized by Minister Lin, but I am not here. I have liked cooking since I was a child, and now I can do it. I'm very satisfied with the manager of the hotel."

"Moreover, I think that Secretary Zhuo is more suitable for this position than me. Although I don’t have much contact with Secretary Zhuo, I can feel that she is very capable of working. She can remember all the arrangements and work of Minister Lin very well. clear."

"Minister Lin doesn't know something. I have been injured in the brain. So if I don't need to write down things in a notebook, I will forget it in a blink of an eye. A character like me is really not suitable for a secretary."

Secretary Zhuo came in again with water, and was shocked by Tong Xuelu's words.

Just now she thought that Tong Xuelu would definitely agree to Minister Lin and then take away her job.

Although being a secretary sounds not as decent as being a hotel manager, you can get to know a lot of people and the benefits you can get are definitely not comparable to a hotel manager.

Of course, more importantly, she doesn't know how to work except as a secretary.

If this job is taken away by Tong Xuelu, what can she do?

Minister Lin was shocked when he heard Tong Xuelu's words: "I didn't expect you to have this problem. It's really a shame."

In addition to being careful, a good memory is very important for the secretary, especially when going out for meetings, remind him of something from time to time.

But she can't carry a notebook on all occasions. If there is no notebook, wouldn't she be in a hurry?

Tong Xuelu also nodded regretfully: "Yes, otherwise I wouldn't bring my notebook every time I come here, just because I'm afraid I can't remember it."

Secretary Zhuo is rare for this position, but she is not rare.

In fact, even the position of hotel manager is not rare for her. When she can do business the next year, she will definitely run away.

But it is one thing that is not rare, and she will definitely not show it in front of them.

Although she does not plan to take the road of politics in the future, it is very necessary to have a good relationship with these officials.

Coming out of Minister Lin's office, Secretary Zhuo saw Tong Xuelu with a little embarrassment on her face.

In order to compensate for her villainous heart, she revealed an internal message to Tong Xuelu.

"Manager Tong, there will be an urban culinary competition in Beijing in half a month. If you can win the first place in the competition, you will have the opportunity to entertain foreign guests!"

Entertain foreign guests?

Tong Xuelu's eyes lit up when she heard the next few words.

To entertain foreign guests, it must be a first-class state-owned hotel.

The state-owned hotel under her name is at the second level and is not qualified to entertain foreign guests.

But if she can win the game, then the restaurant may be upgraded.

The benefits of upgrading are much more. First, wages will rise, and secondly, the hotel can get funding to expand and renovate.

Third, and most importantly, the hotel can install telephones!

There is no phone in the place where she lives or where she works. If a phone is installed, it will be much more convenient to contact Wen Rugui in the future.

Tong Xuelu smiled and said with red lips: "Thank you Secretary Zhuo, we will go shopping and buy clothes together when we have time later."

Secretary Zhuo's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he nodded: "Okay, I'll look for you when the holiday is over!"

She feels that Tong Xuelu is not only beautiful, but also very good at dressing up. Let her give her a reference when that happens.

Tong Xuelu is naturally not irresponsible.

Coming out of the Ministry of Commerce, Tong Xuelu thought about how to qualify for the competition.

Soon she thought of a way.

**

At first he didn't have to go to school. Tong Jiaxin felt very excited, but gradually he felt that something was wrong.

Every day I have to get up to cook at dawn, wash the dishes and clothes after cooking, clean up the family’s hygiene, and clean the chicken coop. When this is done, noon comes, and I’m going to cook again.

It is autumn, and there are fallen leaves in the yard that are not clean. At three or four o'clock, he will go to line up to buy vegetables and meat, and he will start cooking again when he comes back.

At the end of the day, not only did he have no rest time, but he was also as busy as a top.

Now the weather is getting colder day by day, and he has to wash his clothes on such a cold day, and his hands are almost getting frostbite in these two days.

Tong Jiaxin regretted it.

He really didn't expect housework to be more difficult than going to school.

When Tong Xuelu came back from work that day, Jiaxin Tong told himself that he wanted to go back to school.

Tong Xuelu looked at him coolly: "Regret it?"

Tong Jiaxin said with a sorrowful expression, and nodded: "Yeah."

Tong Xuelu said: "I'm sorry, there is no turning back when I open the bow. I asked you to think about it. You have dropped out of school now, and you don't have your place even if you want to go back."

Tong Jiaxin's face suddenly paled: "Then what should I do? I don't want to stay at home and work, sister, you help me go to school and intercede with the teacher!"

Tong Xuelu smiled softly: "Why should I go to help you intercede? You make trouble at school, and I help you deal with the aftermath every time. Do you want me to follow you for the rest of my life and help you wipe your ass?"

"You are not young, you should be responsible for the decisions you make. I am your sister, but not your servant. I have so many things to be busy every day. I don’t have time to follow your **** to clean up the trouble. !"

Tong Jiaxin bit his lip, his lip was bitten white.

Tong Xuelu: "I have given you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Many times in life, you can regret it if you want to regret it."

After that, she stopped looking at him and went to the room to get clothes and prepare to take a shower.

As soon as Tong Xuelu walked out, Tong Jiaxin's tears fell.

He was the only one left in the hall, as if everyone else had forgotten his existence, and no one came to comfort him.

Tong Jiaxin cried more and more aggrieved, and his tears seemed like a flood that broke the bank, and he couldn't stop it.

Tong Jiaming stood by the window for a while before leaving silently.

When he woke up the next day, Tong Jiaxin's eyes were swollen like walnuts.

But Tong Xuelu didn't think he had seen it, and went to work after eating.

Tong Jiaming didn't say anything. After eating, he lost his chopsticks and went to school with his schoolbag on his back.

Tong Jiaxin looked at his second brother from the back, remembering the two people pushing their bicycles to school before, and he missed the school day for the first time.

He really regretted it.

But his sister refused to help him, what should he do?

Sun Manrou came to Wen's house again with a box of dim sum, but she didn't want to but was told that Mr. Wen had not returned.

Sun Manrou handed the dim sum to Uncle Zong and tentatively asked, "Is Grandpa Wen not back yet? Does he usually eat at home?"

Uncle Zong put the dim sum on the table, nodded and said, "Well, the commander is going to eat at the state-owned restaurant."

Sun Manrou was surprised when he heard this answer: "State-owned restaurant? I really didn't expect it, but the restaurant where the commander can go every day, the food must be delicious, I don't know which one it is?"

Uncle Zong: "It's the restaurant in the south of the city that has Mala Tang. The food in that restaurant is really delicious, but the commander goes there not only to eat, but more importantly, to see the people who feel at home."

Home away from home! !

Sun Manrou was stunned when he heard this like five thunders.

Uncle Zong saw that her face suddenly became ugly, and asked concerned: "Comrade Sun, are you okay?"

Sun Manrou recovered and shook her head: "I'm fine, but why haven't I heard that Comrade Wen has an object before?"

Uncle Zong looked proud: "They have just established a relationship not long ago, and the food of the home-like person is delicious, and she is very filial to the commander. She is a very good lesbian!"

Like the commander, he looked at how satisfied with the young grass girl, and felt that she and Rugui were a perfect match.

Sun Manrou's face paled again: "It turned out to be like this, Uncle Zong, I remember that the newspaper still has something to do with it. I will come back tomorrow to interview Grandpa Wen, so please tell Grandpa Wen."

Uncle Zong responded quickly and said when he sent her out: "By the way, I forgot to tell you just now. You don't need to bring snacks in the future. Our commander’s mouth has been raised up, except for the snacks made by Rugui. He doesn't eat it."

"Those you sent are all eaten into my stomach. You see I have gained a lot of weight recently. Don't spend money on shopping in the future, just come over."

The smile on Sun Manrou's face can hardly be maintained: "Okay, I remember, the time is too late, I'll go first, and see Uncle Zong again."

Sun Manrou fled and ran home directly.

As soon as she entered the house, she ran into Sun Wuyang who was about to go out.

Sun Wuyang was knocked back two steps: "Xiaorou, what are you doing? Why are you so reckless?"

Sun Manrou looked up at him, her eyes flushed.

Sun Wuyang was taken aback and nervously said, "Xiaorou, what's the matter with you? Who is bullying you, you should tell your third brother, the third brother will be the master for you!"

Sun Manrou bit her lip, "No one bullies me."

Sun Wuyang: "How come you cry like this when no one bullies you?"

Although Sun Manrou is the daughter of his younger uncle, because the younger uncle passed away early and the younger aunt remarried later, Sun Manrou has been in their home since childhood.

Sun Manrou is no different from her sister.

Seeing her crying into tears now, how could he not feel bad?

Sun Manrou covered her face and cried: "Brother, I feel so uncomfortable in my heart, I think I am a bad woman..."

Sun Wuyang was confused: "What are you talking about? How can you be a bad woman?"

In his eyes, Sun Manrou was beautiful, talented, and very kind. She couldn't bear to trample to death when she saw ants. How could she be a bad woman like this?

Sun Manrou cried so much that she almost fainted, clutching her heart.

She didn't want to say it originally, but Sun Wuyang watched her cry like this and forced her to say it.

"Third brother, I fell in love with Comrade Wen, but I didn’t expect him to have an object. I felt so uncomfortable. The moment I heard that he had an object, I actually wanted to take him over. I was really too bad. Up!"

Sun Wuyang's eyes were round and shocked.

It took him a long time to come back to his senses: "Xiao Rou, don't cry, you are not in good health, you can't get angry like this."

Sun Manrou wiped her tears and said: "Brother, you forget what I just said, I just can't bear this fact for a while, so I will talk nonsense."

Sun Wuyang saw her eyes red and swollen from crying, gritted her teeth and said, "Actually, what you just said is not impossible."

Sun Manrou opened her mouth and looked shocked: "Brother Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Sun Wuyang: "The Wen family has a very strong background in the military. If you can marry Wen Rugui, it will be of great help to our Sun family. What's more, it is rare for you to be so tempted by a person for so many years. I can't bear to let you Disappointed, so—"

"I decided to help you stay with Rugui!"