Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Han Qianyue's face looked a little ugly. She was thinking about what Dabao said and always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't think of any words to refute.

Han Qianyue certainly didn't know that this was a fact that took more than 20 years to prove. Not to mention her, even the people in the core couldn't understand this fact.

Qin Dabao was also regretting that he had spoken without thinking. It was okay now, but in a few years, just because of these few words of his, he would have to go to the cowshed and eat cow dung to survive.

Secretary Liu Heping pushed the door open and said, "Secretary, Director Fan and Director Tan are not here. I heard they went to the state-owned restaurant for lunch with Deputy Secretary Li."

Han Qianyue was filled with hatred. Damn it! He didn't even call me when he was having dinner? No, the line was wrong. Damn it! What time is it now? He's still forming cliques. It seems that he's lucky to have Dabao, otherwise, her position as secretary would be completely sidelined.

"Let's go to the state-owned restaurant to meet them..."

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The director of the commune's state-owned restaurant is Wang Guofa, the father of the young nurse Wang Qian. He is now worried about where to get meat.

The few pounds of pork left in the restaurant were all cooked by Fan Jinquan and his team. There would be no vegetables left for tomorrow. Chef Li Dazui had complained to him twice, asking him to find a solution. This worried Wang Guo so much that he even had acne on his face.

Fan Jinquan, including the transferred Dong Minghe, ate at his restaurant on IOUs, but it didn't matter. The business was public anyway, and as long as they didn't put the food in their pockets and take it home, Wang Guofa would have no problem with it.

Today, Fan Jinquan not only invited Tan Xianglan and Li He to dinner, but also invited the director of the post office, Shenyang, the principal of the commune middle school, Feng Qingshan, and the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, Hu Kexue, to drink and dine together. These people were not high-ranking officials, but they were all powerful figures in the commune.

Fan Jinquan lifted the curtain of the private room and called out, "Old Wang, bring a few more dishes. Hurry up, everyone is waiting for you to drink."

Wang Guofa agreed and went into the kitchen, calling out, "Old Li, weigh two more dishes."

Li Dazui wiped the oil off his mouth and threw down his chopsticks: "You can go ahead and do it, there's nothing I can do. How about I chop off my hand and make some braised pig's trotters?"

In the restaurant, the person Wang Guofa can't afford to offend the most is this "big villain". Without him, the restaurant will go bankrupt. This guy is good at cooking but has a bad temper. He is like a donkey and needs to be stroked by the hair.

Wang Guofa was not annoyed. He took out a box of Daqianmen from his pocket and stuffed it into Li Dazui's hand. He blinked and said, "You are so anxious again. You have such a bad temper that you can easily get angry.

You kill the two hens in the backyard today and make two good dishes. Tomorrow morning I'll go down and run to a few villages to get you a dozen chickens and ducks, okay?"

Li Dazui chuckled while holding his cigarette, his temper gone. He turned around and shouted, "Gou Shengzi! Kill the chicken! Braise the whole chicken and make chicken soup. Save the chicken legs for me. I'll make a delicious dish for Qianqian."

Wang Guofa laughed: "You're trying to steal my daughter from me again? Now this damn girl is more affectionate to you than to me, her father."

Li Dazui snatched the cigarette from Wang Guofa and took a puff: "Of course, I'm still thinking about having my eldest niece as my daughter-in-law."

Wang Guofa kicked him and said, "You are so stupid! Your son is only sixteen, and my daughter is already nineteen."

"What's the big deal? A girl three years older than you is a treasure. Stop kicking me! If you keep kicking me, I'll stew you in the pot..."

They have been working in the same unit for almost ten years. They quarrel every day, but they have the deepest feelings.

Li Dazui's face turned serious: "Guofa, it's not a big deal for this 'big glutton' to eat and drink so much every day, right?

Dong Minghe was having an affair with a young widow, and he had connections up there who saved his job, which is why he was transferred. I heard there's a new secretary, a woman, who hasn't been to our office once since she took office. I don't think she's the same type as the 'big eater'."

Wang Guofa broke off a broom stalk and used it as a toothpick to pick his teeth: "Who cares? I'll be like this no matter who becomes the leader. I just don't believe it. I'm well fed and well provided for, and yet nothing good happens to me?"

"Guofa, we have known each other for fifteen or sixteen years, and have worked together for eight or nine years. Believe me, this Fan Jinquan is not a boastful person. He got drunk these past two days and started scolding the new secretary and Director Qin. I have never met this new secretary, so I have no idea what he is like.

But I have learned about Director Qin. He is definitely not a good person. He has a powerful backer. I guess Lao Fan is not even an ant in his position.

Listen to me, if Lao Fan comes to any drinking party next time, you must not show up, so as not to offend him and get into trouble. "

Wang Guo stared at Li Dazui in a daze, spat out the broom millet, and sucked his teeth twice: "Are you a fucking chef? All these tricks are almost like military tactics... Hey..." Before he could finish his words, he was kicked on the butt.

"Stop, stop, stop! I'll listen to you, okay? I'll hide and go to the clinic to see Lao Li. Is that okay? Lao Li is really unlucky. He came home late and was robbed. He was even shot..."

Wang Guofa lifted the door curtain and was about to leave when Li Dazui stopped him and said, "Look, a patient is going in with his bare hands. Wait a minute, I'll get you two dishes."

Li Dazui saw Wang Guofa lifting the door curtain as if he was frozen, so he also walked over to lift the curtain, and saw a woman in a double-breasted cadre uniform standing at the door of the private room, with a serious face, listening to the people inside talking.

There were four police officers standing beside her. The tall and particularly good-looking police officer saw him and raised his index finger to his lips with a smile. Li Dazui understood what he meant and quickly covered his mouth.

Time goes back to ten minutes ago. After Fan Jinquan called Wang Guofa, he lowered the door curtain and sat down in the main seat.

This private room is not big, with a large round table that can seat seven or eight people. However, the table and stools are covered in grease, as if telling the people sitting there all the time that they are furniture in the restaurant and are greasy.

There were six dishes on the round table, including braised pork slices, stir-fried yellow vegetables, mapo tofu, stir-fried mixed vegetables, stir-fried pork with chili peppers, and a home-cooked cold dish. Six bottles of Erguotou were placed in the middle, which meant that everyone would get drunk today.

Everyone here is a leader in this commune, and the job of pouring wine can only be done by Tan Xianglan. The position of women's director has no real power, and having no real power means that no one takes her seriously.

Hu Kexue, the director of the supply and marketing cooperative, was a big fat man. When he sat on a stool, his big butt covered the entire surface of the stool. From a distance, one would think that he had four legs growing on his butt.

"I say, Lao Fan, you have the wrong connections here. The boss is gone, and you should be the successor. Now that the higher-ups have sent a woman down, you're out of the game again."

"Fuck! I haven't even had time to do anything yet and they've already sent me here. What can I do?"

Fan Jinquan took out a box of Daqianmen from his pocket and threw it on the table. Tan Xianglan quickly took out a cigarette and lit it for him.

Feng Qingshan, the principal of the Commune Middle School, pushed up his glasses, stared intently at Tan Xianglan, and grinned, "Hey, Director Fan, how come you two haven't gotten tired of each other yet? Are you planning to be together forever?"

Tan Xianglan slapped him and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Director Fan and I are just superiors and subordinates. It's all clean."

Hu Kexue and the others almost burst out laughing when they heard this: "Do you really believe what you said?"

Tan Xianglan blushed a little and spat: "What good are you guys? Tell me, who among you hasn't slept with the widow Hua?"

"Hahaha" several people burst into laughter, a pair of eyes, it turns out that they are all "brothers"

When these people sit down at the table, they are bound to engage in dirty tricks, and the atmosphere becomes lively after a few dirty jokes are told.

Tan Xianglan began to pour wine one by one. These people were not gentlemen either. While pouring wine, they touched each other's hands, and the bold ones touched their buttocks.

Tan Xianglan was not annoyed, as she was used to it.

Fan Jinquan didn't care. Tan Xianglan was just his lover, not his wife, so he didn't care.

Fan Jinquan picked up his wine glass and said, "Come on, come on, one person goes first."

After three glasses of wine, except for Feng Qingshan, the remaining men unbuttoned their shirts, exposed their chests, and their voices became louder...