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Chapter 23 You say yours, I'll listen to mine

After hearing Deputy Director Li's words, Sha Zhu was shocked. I took some "leftovers" and sucked the blood of workers, and I committed a crime. Is there anyone who is so exaggerated?

Canteen Director: When I said this, Deputy Director Li refused.

"Deputy Director Li, I don't admit that you said this. I'm afraid of wasting the remaining food in the canteen every day. And the factory director agreed and asked me to say that the factory has to praise me."

Deputy Director Li was angry when he heard this and asked:

"Is this what the factory manager said to you in person? I asked you to bring leftovers home every day."

After hearing this, Sha Zhu was stunned.

At the beginning, he gave the factory director a sloppy and told him that there were occasionally leftover vegetables in the factory, and he was afraid of being wasted and wanted to take them home for food by himself. The factory director agreed.

If the factory manager found out about this, he would bring vegetables to his house every day under his banner. If this matter was exposed, the factory manager would probably not spare him.

Because all the leftovers are all deducted from the workers by shaking the spoon.

Sha Zhu has always been a hero who does not suffer the immediate loss and makes a guarantee immediately.

"Director Li, I know I'm wrong. Don't worry, I promise I won't make any more in the future."

Deputy Director Li just wanted to knock on Sha Zhu and break up this matter. Not only did he offend the factory director, but he also hated Sha Zhu. In the future, he would have to rely on this guy.

You cannot do business that suffers losses.

The only thing the chef in the factory can do is Sha Zhu. If you stop Sha Zhu and the stove are cut off, the masses will have opinions.

"You are a good comrade, just be sure of it. I will have a party to use all your skills in the evening."

Seeing that Sha Zhu didn't care about the promises he made, Deputy Director Li didn't care. This Sha Zhu had beaten him twice. No matter how powerful a chef was, he was still a chef and could not make a fortune.

"Okay, look at it."

Deputy Director Li nodded and was about to leave. At this moment, he was not there.

"Deputy Director Li, I have something else to do." Sha Zhu called him.

"What else do you have? If you ask who reports you, then don't speak up."

"Not this, I asked my brother to give it to you, saying that I want to see you." Sha Zhu took out a note from his pocket and handed it to him.

"Your brother? Want to see me?" Deputy Director Li took it, looked at the notes covered with oil stains, frowned, and did not open them.

I can see this level casually? Does this Sha Zhu feel that he has no match for him? He can see him at all?

"Yes, yes, don't underestimate my brother. He also knows a university professor. It seems he is studying some foreign language." Sha Zhu boasted for Li Weidong.

Deputy Director Li became interested in it instantly.

"Oh? Sha Zhu, I remember, don't you have a sister? Where did you get your younger brother?"

"Hey, who doesn't have one or two relatives these days?"

Deputy Director Li nodded, remembered his relatives, shook his head, turned around and asked again:

"How old is your brother, what is his name, and what school he studies?"

"Which language did you learn?"

"You also know that although the rolling mill is a large factory with tens of thousands of people, the specific allocation of college students must obey the organization's arrangements. If your brother is really excellent, the factory will respond to the organization."

Deputy Director Li's words made Sha Zhu confused and could not answer anything except a name.

I thought to myself: So Dongzi is so powerful, I didn’t even notice it, isn’t it? Isn’t he sister Qin’s cousin? He just came from the countryside and was a college student?

At the same time, I was a little guilty. I was talking to me alone. I wanted to explain, but I didn’t know what to say. After all, Deputy Director Li just let himself go and knew the truth. Will he kill himself alive? Why don’t he go home and ask?

Seeing Sha Zhu stammeringly, Vice Director Li knew that he didn't know anything. Then he thought that a chef could not know so much, maybe he was asking him to tell him.

"Okay, go home and ask your brother carefully. Let me tell me after you ask clearly." Deputy Director Li waved his hand, threw the note in his pocket, and asked Sha Zhu again for a little vegetable oil, then turned around and left.

Sha Zhu stood there blankly, telling him intuition that this matter might have been ruined.

...

Li Weidong was not sure what Sha Zhu did for him, and a wonderful misunderstanding had already occurred.

Li Weidong, who knew the result, might not be able to help but raise the hunting rifle in the space, shoot him twice in the head, and shoot him twice.

...

Li Weidong is now in the city library and has borrowed more than 20 books, most of which are from traditional Chinese medicine, and there are also a few stories to pass the time. Because it is not my borrowing certificate and cannot be taken away, he has to pay an eight-dollar deposit.

While there was still some time at noon, Li Weidong went to the black market for another time, but he didn't see the fat man, so he planned to come back in the afternoon.

When he returned to Ran’s house, Professor Ran made a cup of strong tea and lay on the chair with his eyes slightly closed.

"Teacher, you have read this medical book, so let me tell you what is written in the book." Li Weidong wanted to clarify the secret recipes in it as soon as possible and be prepared.

"How many days have you learned? I don't even know a few Manchus. The above records the methods of alchemy in the Song Dynasty. You should learn from me for a while." Professor Ran shook his head, afraid that Li Weidong would mess with him and eat something wrong with the things he refined, so he dragged it first.

"Alchemy? Isn't this passed down from the Qing Dynasty? There is also alchemy?"

"This medical book is just a copy of the engraving book, which also records the art of atrial and elixirs. The two complement each other, but I don't know whether it is true or not. I advise you not to try it easily."

"Hahaha, what are you saying, teacher? I don't need it. I just learned it to fulfill the last wish of my teacher. I don't know what you are saying." Li Weidong laughed to hide his embarrassment.

"When you went out at noon, Qiuye came back."

"Is that so? I must have come back to see you for dinner? Qiuye is so filial." Li Weidong felt a little guilty.

"Before I got home, I asked her to go to Tongrentang."

Li Weidong's laughter came to an abrupt end, and his face gradually became darker. There were indeed no fools in this world. He knew that he would be exposed sooner or later. Before he could tell Professor Ran the truth, he apologized, but he didn't expect that this day would come so quickly.

"Professor Ran, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lie to you. Thank you for your teachings over the past two days. We are destined to see you again." Li Weidong stood up, bowed to Professor Ran, and prepared to leave.

"What are you calling me?" Professor Ran took a sip of the tea ceremony.

Li Weidong turned around, his eyes filled with tears, full of disbelief.

"You are not angry, teacher."

"Qiu Ye asked, you bought this medical book with money, you are willing to do it. Doctor Yu is afraid that I will not teach you carefully, so he came up with this method, so you don't have to feel guilty."

Li Weidong's heart moved. This old boy is quite loyal to the morals of the world. He must come to the door to thank him another day.

Yu Mo: “…”

"And you can just hold your tears. Yesterday's show was good. Don't play this trick in front of me in the future."
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