The Happy Life of the Reborn Dad

When Luo Xiyun came back, he looked a little bit ashamed, and his eyes showed exhaustion.

She saw that only Xia Zekai was playing with the two girls in the living room, and she asked him, "Zekai, where is Zejiang?"

"He, he is still working overtime in the factory, and everyone else is working overtime, and he is the same, he can't be special!" Xia Zekai emphasized again.

Luo Xiyun looked at him speechlessly, she once suspected that the two brothers had enmity between them.

"I will work overtime the first day I go."

Xia Zekai said: "It's the same for others to work overtime on the first day when they join the job. Why can't he do it?"

"Okay, I won't talk to you anymore. I'm exhausted today. I'll take a shower first. Let's make the meal." Luo Xiyun hung the bag in his hand on the clothesboard at the door and replaced it. She took the slippers, stretched out her arms to wipe the girl and Tong Tong's little head, and went to the bedroom to get a change of clothes, ready to take a bath.

Xia Zekai also asked her: "What are you doing? Why are the clothes so dirty?"

"Don't mention it. People from the headquarters are coming on August 3rd. The entire company is cleaning. Mr. Qi is in a hurry now. Let our department managers take the lead in working overtime. I may have to work overtime behind me. "Luo Xiyun couldn't help but complain.

After listening to Xia Zekai, he said: "You go take a bath, I have stewed the ribs and simmered them in the pressure cooker. It's almost done. When you finish the bath, it will be almost cooked, just delicious."

After Luo Xiyun finished washing, Xia Zekai had already served the braised pork ribs to their mothers, and also used a small bowl for the girl and Tongtong to fill a few pieces.

While they were eating, Xia Zekai told Luo Xiyun about Pan Qin's surgery.

The girl and Tong Tong didn't feel anything, Luo Xiyun put down the chopsticks in her hand, and she asked, "Is the operation smooth?"

"It's okay. I went there. According to the doctor, the operation went smoothly. I will observe and observe the situation later," Xia Zekai said.

"That's good." Luo Xiyun let out a sigh, and then started eating again.

Xia Zekai didn't eat. He waited until 8:30 in the evening. After his brother Xia Zejiang came back, he took out a large plate of spare ribs and urged him to wash his face and said, "Hurry up and wash your face and eat. Are you still drinking? "

Xia Zejiang looked at the two pairs of chopsticks on the table, and subconsciously asked, "Brother, you haven't eaten either?"

"I'm not waiting for you!" Xia Zekai said naturally.

On the way back, Xia Zejiang originally complained a little bit about his brother, but at the moment when he heard this ‘waiting for you’, there was no complaint.

When Xia Zejiang came back after washing his face, the two brothers drank a bottle of beer. Xia Zejiang talked about working in the factory today. He admired: "Brother, Zhang Sange is really amazing. He told me about it. I don’t know a lot of computer content."

"It's in vain that I have read a lot of books on this subject in school, but when Third Brother Zhang told me, I couldn't keep up with my thoughts."

Xia Zekai said, "Is it right? If you don't understand, then follow Xiao Zhang and study hard."

"Well, brother, you won't have to wait for me to eat tomorrow." Xia Zejiang said with a hint.

Xia Zekai said: "It depends, I don't have much to do at night."

"..."

...

The next morning, after having breakfast at home, Luo Xiyun went out first, and Xia Zejiang then rode away on his brother's electric car.

Before leaving, Xia Zekai gave him a set of keys to his home and unit door, so that no one at home would prevent him from coming back.

He himself has to wait to send the two girls to the kindergarten before going to the factory.

After waking up the girl and Tongtong, they were braiding the boss. The second child suddenly hugged his belly and shouted: "Dad, I want to pull the smelly, hurry up!"

"I can't help it!"

Seeing her yelling hard at her throat, Xia Zekai quickly left her boss alone, and he picked up her second child and ran to the bathroom.

Thinking that the boss was still waiting, he thought about putting the second child on the toilet and pulling the stinky smell. How could he know that the toilet seat washer was too big, and Tong Tong couldn't sit still.

He stopped recruiting, and shouted: "Girl, wait a moment."

"Oh, I'm fine!" said the girl very well-behaved and sensible.

This time, Tong Tong was constipated and kept crying to pull the smelly smell, but there was nothing. Xia Zekai bent over and hugged her, and her tired waist was sore.

He asked: "Tong Tong, how are you doing?"

"Dad, I can't pull it down."

"Then you still can't pull the smelly?"

"Pull!" Tong Tong shouted rather simply.

This time, Xia Zekai was very tossed. After Tongtong finished pulling the smelly smell, more than ten minutes passed. She put Tongtong on the ground and wiped her with toilet paper and wet towels. Xia Zekai couldn't straighten her back pain. NS.

He slowed down in the bathroom for a while, and then healed, rubbing his waist and out of the bathroom. Xia Zekai glanced at his **** and said, "Tongtong, you're really a lazy donkey and you have a lot of feces and urine."

How could the child understand this, she stared innocently and asked, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

...

Because Tongtong delayed a lot of time, when they were sent to the kindergarten, it was already past 8 o'clock and they were late today.

Fortunately, there was a teacher at the door waiting specifically for the last wave of ‘late’ children. Xia Zekai told her that she was in the mango class, and the teacher who could not name her brought the little sisters in.

Xia Zeming chatted with Wang Deshun at the door and watched that the teacher disappeared at the corner of the corridor on the first floor with the girl and Tong Tong just now. Then he said goodbye to Wang Deshun and went to the store in the west gate.

There were a lot of people in the store. Guo Ying was busy upstairs and downstairs with three people, and there were 5 people waiting in line at the checkout.

Seeing this scene, my heart is beautiful, this is all money.

Guo Ying was very busy, and she nodded with Xia Zekai, even after saying hello, after a busy wave, she came over: "Boss, good morning."

"Xiao Guo, you are very busy here, are there enough people?" Xia Zekai asked him.

Guo Ying nodded: "It's enough. I usually put a person on the second floor to watch. When I'm really busy, I run up and down the stairs more."

"Well, you just need to arrange it." Xia Zekai didn't say anything else, just let Guo Ying arrange these trivial matters.

When he arrived at Jingtong Food Factory again, it was almost nine o'clock.

Li Mumu and them have been working for more than an hour.

Parked the car, Xia Zekai did not go directly to the office. He looked at this 600-Laiping workshop and wondered whether to buy it?

Or is it site selection and reconstruction?

Until he entered the office, Xia Zekai considered preferring the latter and chose the site for reconstruction.

The 600-square-meter workshop he is currently using is not too small, but the utilization rate is not high. In addition, packaging and production are still completely separated. The production workshop has to be arranged according to the level of food production.

Thinking about it in my mind, I wrote it down in my notebook.

Wang Yewei came over after a short time. As soon as he walked in, he greeted Xia Zekai and talked about recruitment: "Boss, after the last meeting, you said you want to hire someone with experience in snacks and food. Technician, I found one. Ask him to come over today to talk?"

Xia Zekai nodded: "Yes, you can call him over."

Wang Yewei got the promise and immediately went out to contact him.

Xia Zekai sat at the desk for a while, and suddenly felt that his waist started to sore again. He couldn't sit still, and he held his waist back and forth in the office.

When Sun Guoqiang came over, he happened to see Xia Zekai with his hands on his hips, bending around like a hunched old man, his face was dumbfounded: "Boss, are you uncomfortable?"

"Oh, old grandson is here, you sit first, my back pain is so bad, I have to move around first," Xia Zekai said.

There was an expression on Sun Guoqiang's face that a man understands, and he persuaded: "Boss, although young is capital, you must also be restrained, otherwise it will be broken when you are old."

Xia Zekai glared at him: "Old Sun, do you want to do it anymore."

The threat was so severe that Sun Guoqiang immediately stopped speaking.

After Xia Zekai turned a few times, he felt his back pain healed a little. Out of concern, Sun Guoqiang asked him: "Boss, what's the matter with you?"

Xia Zekai recounted what happened in the morning. After listening to him, Lao Sun sighed with emotion: "This is really a problem. If it makes me bend over for so long, it will be useless."

"Don't talk about this for now, grandson, what's the matter with you?" Xia Zekai asked him.

Sun Guoqiang came here to ask Xia Zekai about paying insurance for factory employees. The government has no mandatory requirements for private and self-employed enterprises, but companies that do not pay their employees social insurance will be punished once they are held accountable.

Hearing him talk about this, Xia Zekai sighed, and the company had to pay again.

But pay it, sooner or later.

"You take the time to calculate how much more money you have to spend." Xia Zekai asked.

Sun Guoqiang hesitated for a while and said: "Boss, we can pay according to their basic salary, as long as it is not lower than the minimum social security payment base of Jidong Province."

"In this case, the employee's income will not decrease too much, and social security will be paid. In the long run, there will be a guarantee. The company's expenditure will not be that big. It will kill three birds with one stone." Sun Guoqiang said.

Xia Zekai nodded. This is a way. As for saying that social security is not paid according to the actual income of employees, he has no guilt in his heart.

All are small businesses ~www.readwn.com~ The status quo must be considered.

All aspects of the past can be explained.

If he can still buy people's hearts with a small amount of money, he is willing to pay the money.

"By the way, let Li Mumu, Zhang San, and Wang Yewei be notified, and first have a meeting to tell him about this." Xia Zekai said to him.

Sun Guoqiang hurried to convey it.

Xia Zekai looked at Sun Guoqiang's back and thought to himself: "People are not complete. This should have been the work of the Ministry of Personnel, so Lao Sun ran away."

After sitting for a while, Xia Zekai felt that his waist began to sore again, he was speechless, and wondering if this waist was really useless? He couldn't hold it anymore, so he stood up and held his waist in circles, so as to relieve the pain.

"Muscle strain?" Xia Zekai was silent.

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