Rebirth in 1980, the rise of the golden age

Although Director Gong said this, his heart had already leaned towards this side.

After all, compared to the promises made by Zhong Yuanbing, this young man gave more and it was also safer.

"Then Director Gong, please take your time to think about it. Let's have a drink and a meal." The young man was not in a hurry to force Director Gong to express his opinion.

"Drink, drink." The princess picked up the wine glass with a smile on her face.

Gong Hui pursed his lips, feeling a little unwilling.

That's a restaurant. If he could get it, he wouldn't have to work in a factory and have to look at other people's faces.

"Uncle, my father died early, and I have always treated you as my own father. You must help me with this matter. I don't want to spend my whole life holding a pile of metal lumps in a machinery factory."

"Look at your little achievement. What's wrong with the machinery factory? Do you know how many people want to go there but can't get in?" Director Gong put down his wine glass and lectured him.

Since his eldest brother died, Gong Hui's biological mother remarried.

It was he who kept Gong Hui in his home and watched the child grow up.

Later, he was transferred to Taihe City and gradually climbed up to his current position.

Gong Hui stayed in his hometown, working in a machinery factory while taking care of the elderly for him.

It has indeed been a difficult life for this child at such a young age over the years.

After being scolded, Gong Hui became depressed and stopped talking.

Seeing this, the young man next to him hurriedly tried to smooth things over, "Drink, drink, Director Gong. Xiaohui is just too ambitious and wants to make a name for himself. There's nothing wrong with that. Everything's about reform and opening up these days. A stable job is great, but it's not for everyone. Going into business is also an option. There's a lot of room for improvement and potential."

"That's right! Second Uncle, you don't know. In our factory, a father worked as a fitter for decades, then passed it on to his son. The son worked for several more years, and what happened? He's still a fitter. Two generations have wasted their time on a single machine tool. What's the point?"

"I don't want to live like that."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"Become a boss and start a business! If I could be the boss of Juxin Restaurant, I would definitely be able to do a good job!"

Juxin Restaurant is a newly opened restaurant in Chuncheng. Although it is not very large, the interior is very exquisitely decorated. In less than a month since its opening, the restaurant is almost full every day and business is booming.

Gong Hui especially likes the food at their restaurant. Every time he goes there, the restaurant owner gives him a big discount and gives him good wine.

After a few interactions, Gong Hui became familiar with the other party and they often drank together. In order to show that he was not an ordinary worker, Gong Hui would often mention that his second uncle was an official during the drinking parties.

One day after the New Year, the restaurant owner invited him for a drink again and mentioned to him that he was interested in contracting the Taihe Guesthouse. He also promised him that as long as Gong Hui could persuade his second uncle to help, the other party would give him the Juxin Restaurant, which was making a fortune every day.

Gong Hui, who knew the good things about Juxin Restaurant, agreed without even thinking about it.

He brought the restaurant owner directly to Taihe City and found his second uncle.

Director Gong pinched his nose, angry at Gong Hui for being so impatient.

It's not that he doesn't want to help, he just said he would consider it, he just wanted to raise the price a little. Gong Hui couldn't even see this, which really disappointed Director Gong.

The young man's eyes swept across the faces of the uncle and nephew, taking in everything.

"Director Gong, Gong Hui does have his own ideas about running the restaurant. Perhaps you should let him try."

"When I was in charge of the restaurant, I could make one or two thousand yuan a month, but when it came to Gong Hui, I think making three thousand yuan a month wouldn't be a problem."

Upon hearing this, Director Gong's eyes lit up and the corners of his mouth rose a little.

"You are all young people. It's a good thing to be brave and fight. I am Xiaohui's uncle. There is no reason for me not to support him."

"I knew that you, second uncle, are the best to me!" Gong Hui was ecstatic.

"Don't be too happy too soon. Patience is the most basic requirement to get this done. I guess Zhong Yuanbing must be asking around for information right now. It's best for you to keep a low profile during your time in Taihe, so as not to reveal your identity in advance." Director Gong reminded.

"Don't worry, second uncle. I won't go anywhere during this period. I will just stay in the hotel." Gong Hui said hurriedly.

"Director Gong, let me toast you again." The young man also showed joy on his face. He picked up the glass and toasted Director Gong again.

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In two days, Zhong Yuanbing used various methods and contacted many people, but he could not find anyone with whom Director Gong had close contacts.

Zhou Wei also used his connections to inquire about the matter indirectly, and even called Director Gong to ask about the guesthouse in both open and covert ways.

But Director Gong refused to reveal anything, only saying that it was the leader who was keeping a close eye on him and that everything had to be done according to the rules. He looked so upright that he seemed like a completely different person.

At night, at Zhou Wei's home.

Zhong Yuanbing's face was filled with resentment. "Uncle, what on earth does this Gong guy want to do? Is he asking for too much?"

Zhou Wei sat on the sofa, cigarette in his hand, but he was very calm.

"Old Gong may appear simple and honest, but he's actually very shrewd. He must have a reason for doing this."

"What's the reason? Uncle, do you think someone from the city might have intervened? That's why Mr. Gong is playing fence-sitter with us and deliberately using Secretary Bian to fool us." Zhong Yuanbing guessed.

"If that's the case, I wouldn't be that worried."

Zhou Wei pressed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray with a slightly sad look on his face.

"The appointment of county magistrate has been delayed, and it's Secretary Bian who's been holding up the issue. Minister Ren has gone to him several times, but he's always rejected them. This is incredibly abnormal."

"Uncle, you said that Bian Jie has such strong connections. He has already covered the sky with one hand, so why is he still doing these things?"

"You don't understand the minds of those in power! He has powerful connections, and no one in Taihe dares to mess with him, but don't forget, there's also a Standing Committee. He's an outsider parachuted in as the secretary, and if he wants to truly have the final say, he has to control those who can raise their hands and vote."

"Besides, the Taihe Hotel is his first project here. How could he not do a good job with so many people watching? The Taihe Hotel essentially replaced the guesthouse. Old Gong said Secretary Bian was keeping a close eye on it, so that must be true."

When talking about voting rights, Zhou Wei's expression was full of envy. It would be great if he could sit in that position one day.

Zhong Yuanbing sighed.

“Hey~~!”

"Ever since Bian Jie came here, the whole Taihe has been messed up by him. It seems like he and our family are not compatible! It's like he is specifically designed to bring bad luck to our family."

"Since ancient times, big fish have always eaten small fish. He is now the biggest fish in Taihe, so he is naturally the nemesis of all fish."

Zhou Wei shook his head slightly, feeling quite helpless.