There is an old Chinese saying, "Beijing Youzi, Weizuizi".

Up to now, more people understand that people in Tianjin love to eat and can eat it. No matter how much money they earn, they cannot treat themselves badly when they eat.

"Qin Dong, don't you have that old saying? I'm not sure if I borrow money to eat seafood." Although Shao Dawei looks confused, he is really familiar with him. This guy is simply a "talk."

He could successfully tell Qin Dong to sleep from morning to night.

When cooking, he said more, "We Tianjin people love to eat, I know what is the best place..." As the kitchen knife hits the chopping board, his words became even thicker, "The spoon in the middle of the watermelon, the lick of the yogurt, and the sugar water left over from the cold tomatoes..."

"Go to make your noodles." Qin Dong smiled. He lay under the lamp, sorted out the notes of the day, wrote down his study experience, and continued to learn Japanese. Of course, he also had to endure Shao Dawei's noise.

In addition to the noise, Shao Dawei's feet were still not cleaned. However, because he could still cook, he did a good job, so Qin Dong made it.

"Get it," Shao Dawei was not upset and continued to make his noodles, "fried sauce noodles, oil splash noodles, plate noodles, braised noodles, noodles, yellow soup ramen noodles, sesame sauce noodles, beef noodle..." But his hands were busy, and his mouth was not idle, "Qin Dong, do you know which noodles in Tianjin are the best?"

"Baidu noodles." Qin Dongtou didn't raise his head.

"Experts," Shao Dawei chopped the kitchen knife onto the chopping board. "We are old Tianjin fried noodles with sauce. The sauce must be cut into well-proportioned pork belly, cut into evenly diced diced rice, and then fry it with sweet noodles. Slightly sweet, and swallow the mixed noodles whole," he whispered, "just one word: yello!"

"Yuyang!" Qin Dong also imitated his accent, but signaled him not to speak again.

"Did you know, I didn't buy sweet noodle sauce. This bottle of bean plate sauce, do you know how much it costs, 300 yen!"

Qin Dong stood up, "I still have some yen here," this was what Director Yang gave him before the Spring Festival, "You hold it."

Shao Dawei is really particular. Various noodles with noodles are filled with cucumbers, bean sprouts, shredded radish, and green beans...

"How can I ask for your money? Isn't it just for a meal?" Shao Dawei hurriedly stopped, "I don't mean that..."

Bang bang bang-

Three very polite knocks interrupted his dispute.

"Qin Dong, you are busy, I'll go open the door." Shao Dawei smiled and rushed to the front of the door. The door opened, but it was a Japanese woman in a windbreaker. When she saw Shao Dawei, she bowed 90 degrees. "Hello, may I ask, does President Qin Dong of Shanhai Province, China live here?"

Although the pronunciation in Chinese is very unstandard, Shao Dawei can understand it.

"Director Qin lives here." He subconsciously made a gesture of invitation. This Japanese woman was very attractive, especially when she smiled, her eyes were very attractive.

Oh, "You are..." Shao Dawei was so confused that he almost stuffed his fingers into his mouth and insulted.

"You are..." Hearing the voice, Qin Dong did not walk to the door, but just stood in the middle of the house and looked at the Japanese woman.

"Hello, Mr. President," the woman did not enter the door and bowed deeply again, "I am Matsu Takako."

Oh, Qin Dong remembered that she was the woman who had been following Hirata Yasuno.

"Come in and sit down." Qin Dong invited.

"Thank you, I'm here just to tell you that your office has been arranged. For tomorrow morning's training courses, you can first go to the office to see if there are any unsatisfactory things."

Oh, come in the evening just to talk about this?

Shao Dawei asked hurriedly, "Do you mean Qin Dong has his own office? Or do everyone have an office? I am the workshop director, and I also have an office in our factory."

"No," Matsu Takako smiled, "It's President Qin Dong who has his own office. Next to President Hirata, President Qin Dong can attend company meetings and read company documents. He can participate in any event that President Hirata participates..."

oh……

"Treat your president with the same treatment? Isn't this your president?" Shao Dawei's confused little eyes opened.

"It's different," Matsu Takako smiled, "but it can also be understood in this way. There is a definition of a shadow president in management."

President of the Shadow?

Shao Dawei was stunned and then smiled, "The president will grow, what's the shadow of the president!"

Matsu Takako didn't care about him, "President, there's nothing to do, I'll go back to the company first."

Qin Dong knew that Japanese companies had unwritten practices, and they had to rush back to the company after going out for business.

"Well, that's a big trouble for you." He was very polite.

In front of him, Matsu Takako's every move was filled with elegance and youthful charm. Her smile on her teeth was not only Yanran, but she was simply addictive.

A small thin-edged glasses frame on the exquisite nose bridge adds a sense of professionalism and grace.

"Actually, I'm just as good as everyone else." Qin Dong thought about it and said, he didn't want to be the first to be a bird.

"This was arranged by President Hirata himself." Matsu Takako bowed again. The Japanese were very efficient. Hirata's orders were conveyed and the office was soon decorated.

"Then, tomorrow, visit your office?" Shao Dawei stirred the fried bean paste into the noodles, "Try it, how does it taste?"

...

"President."

"Qin Sang."

When they walked into the factory, Japanese people kept greeting Qin Dong along the way, and they looked very respectful, which surprised the trainees.

The Japanese attitude was just polite before, but now it is different when it is respectful.

"You don't know yet, President Qin Dong..." Shao Dawei felt that the president's word was very decisive, "Now he has become the shadow president and his own office!"

"Then do we all have offices?" someone asked immediately.

"I think beautifully, only the president can do it. Are you the president?" Shao Dawei looked confused and criticized and retorted, "Let's go, president, look at your office."

The trainees looked at each other, some were still hesitating, but some immediately followed.

When they entered the office building, more people were greeting Qin Dong, as if they all met Qin Dong overnight.

"President Qin Dong, please come here." Song Takako was already waiting here early. Oh, and her decent and suit made Shao Dawei's eyes unable to move away.

"Please come in." Matsu Takako pushed open the door of an office, with phones, computers, fax machines, office desks and chairs inside, all available.

"Oh, president," Shao Dawei stroked the table, "I don't have such an office in China."

Qin Dong looked at him, he really wanted to say, is it better for my office to be bigger in the country?

"Oh, I'll make a call." Shao Dawei suddenly saw the phone on the desk. Everything is good in the training student's apartment, but there is no international long distance.

Song Takako wanted to stop him but held back again. Shao Dawei dialed the number directly. His face was very excited and expectant, and he looked at Qin Dong and other trainees from time to time.

"Hey, I am Director Shao! Ah, are you Director Liu? Yes, I am Dawei! Yes, I am in Japan now, I will call you on the Japanese phone, and the factory is fine..."

Seeing his arrogant look, Qin Dong smiled.

"Director Liu, this is my phone number," Shao Dawei smiled and looked at Qin Dong, "I'll call me in the future. Please tell my wife, well, I can't find me when I call you in the future, so let Xiao Qin call me..."

I didn’t have a phone call, so I asked Aunt Liu from the alley to scream! This has become a joke among Chinese people!

"Oh, Qin Dong, why are you the only one who has an office?" Someone started to cause trouble.

Qin Dong did not answer him, and Shao Dawei put down the phone and smiled, "You can answer the Japanese questions, and I guarantee you have an office."
Chapter completed!