MTL - The Era of Hard Work-Chapter 579 brain is wrong

   Chapter 579 There is something wrong with the head

After work, Yang Feng packed up his things and took the bus back to Quannan City. The new job, regardless of salary and incentives, or leadership and atmosphere, is all good, the only bad thing is that it is far from home, and the bus is halfway. To change the car, it takes more than an hour to return to the home in Ganshiqiao.

   It takes longer to encounter traffic jams in urban areas.

  Stand on the bus all the way to Jiefang Road. After changing to No. 52, I finally got a seat.

   The bus passed many newly developed buildings along the way. Yang Feng looked at the high-rise or small high-rise buildings rising from the ground, and suddenly had an idea.

   Lu's Catering is a really good company, and it's not the kind of private enterprise that would collapse casually. After all, there are more than 400 chain stores.

  Good treatment, good atmosphere, high income, and a chance to show off your skills. If you can, you can work in this company until you retire.

   Running back and forth like this every day is not a solution, too much time is wasted on the road.

  There are so many new developments now, do you want to sell the house near Ganshiqiao and buy a new house in University Town?

  It is also convenient to commute to and from get off work.

  Although it is Tongzilou, the house here is not difficult to sell, because there are Yuying Middle School, Quannan Primary School, Quannan No.1 Middle School and Experimental Middle School nearby.

  My children are going to go to university next summer. If they can go to a school in a university town, they will save even the accommodation fee.

   With his income from Lu's Catering, it shouldn't be difficult to sell the old house to pay a down payment and get a loan for a bigger house.

   When he got off the bus, Yang Feng's waist was very straight, and a man still had to have an income to have confidence.

   When he got home, his wife had already cooked dinner.

  Income stabilized, Yang Feng asked his wife to rest for a while, not to set up a stall yet.

  My son is studying in the provincial experimental middle school in the north. He has evening self-study at night, and he does not come back for dinner.

   It was just the two of them who ate.

   Sitting at the dining table, eating the meal made by his wife, Yang Feng suddenly became dazed, remembering what he said to President Lu in the afternoon.

   Those are words from the heart.

   "Why don't you want to eat?" His wife tapped the plate with chopsticks.

   Yang Feng came back to his senses: "I met Mr. Lu this morning and talked to him."

   His wife asked along the way, "What did you say?"

   "Didn't you say it?" Yang Feng said casually, "I just pondered and told President Lu about Lu cuisine, and suggested that the company promote Lu cuisine or something."

   His wife said: "You are talking nonsense, Mr. Lu has done such a big thing in his early twenties, can't you see it better?"

   is right to say so, but Yang Feng said: "People give us such good treatment, don't I just want to do my part?"

   "You're right." His wife put down her job: "Lao Yang, you have been a chef for so many years, think about it carefully, and put more effort into your work. Private companies are no better than public units, and we must always be worthy of wages."

  Yang Feng said, "I just wondered, what kinds of Shandong cuisine are suitable for chain store promotion?"

   His wife said casually: "Choose from the few dishes you are good at, and find a suitable one."

  Yang Feng nodded slowly: "I'll test it myself first, and I can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing."

   The couple ate dinner, and they discussed one sentence after another. Although Yang Feng was working in a public restaurant, he was inevitably infected with some problems, but his mind was not that complicated.

   These days, many people's minds are relatively simple.

  …………

  At noon, because the Physical Education College had a winter vacation, Lu Dong and Song Na casually found a restaurant for lunch.

  The two went to the Peace Hotel, where Lao Zhou's fan buns and carrot buns have already started, and there were many people who ordered meals.

   There was no one in the private room at noon. When Lu Dong and Song Na came over, Lao Zhou specially took them to the private room.

   Lu Dong was not polite to Old Zhou, and said, "Brother Zhou, please trouble you."

   Actually eating out, if someone knew him, it might be a hassle. Once Lu Dong was eating out, a small company owner recognized him and ran in front of him for relationship promotion. In the end, both sides were embarrassed.

  There is a newspaper rack in the private room. There are some newspapers on it. Maybe it is changed every week. Some of them are two or three months ago.

   When the soup and buns came up, Song Na took a newspaper and read it.

   "Let's go after the fifth or sixth mile of the Lunar New Year." Lu Dong poured a glass of water for Song Na: "I went to pick up someone that day, and my aunt asked you to go to dinner, why don't you go?"

  Song Na said: "My dad said, we are not married or engaged, so it's not good to go to this kind of occasion."

  Lu Dong didn't judge Dad Song badly, and said, "You have to go on the second or third day of the new year, and see you together then."

   "Yeah." Song Na didn't feel embarrassed to meet people, but she didn't go before because she respected the opinions of the elderly at home. She instead asked, "What is your second brother doing in the army?"

   Lu Dong said: "I only know that it is an Air Force pilot, a very important department. I didn't ask the specifics, and he couldn't tell."

  Song Na guessed randomly: "I'm in Xichuan, I heard that there is an aircraft factory in Xichuan, wouldn't it be a test flight of advanced aircraft?"

   Lu Dong reminded her: "Black eggs, don't guess if you shouldn't."

  Song Na stopped talking about it, flipped through a newspaper, just happened to be in the entertainment section, glanced at it, and said, "Lu Dong, look at the news, fortunately we didn't choose her as the speaker, otherwise we would be in trouble."

   "What's wrong?" Lu Dong leaned over.

  Song Na said: "This female star is wearing a little devil's flag and taking pictures for the magazine cover. There is something wrong with her head!"

   Lu Dong glanced around, and it was indeed the flag girl, and sighed: "Sure enough, we all misunderstood Rong mama."

  Song Na was puzzled, and then thought of the famous role of the flag girl, she immediately understood the meaning of this, and deliberately said: "Rong mama also stabbed two other people."

   Lu Dong said casually: "Lu Yao knows horsepower, and time will see people's hearts."

  Song Na shook her head slightly: "I don't know what she's thinking, but she doesn't have any common sense?"

   Lu Dong said: "It may be that the agent or the magazine has been tricked, but even if it is called a trick, it can only be said that it has no brains."

   There was a knock on the door of the private room, and the food was brought in. Song Na took the newspaper aside and had lunch first.

   After eating a fan bun, Song Na asked, "How are you talking with Jiu Cun over there?"

   Lu Dong said simply: "Uncle Eight controls the legal risks. Wang Dong understands the industry. Xu Man is mainly responsible for the specific negotiations. It is relatively smooth. It is estimated that the agreement will be signed after going to work after the year."

  Song Na took a sip of soup: "There is still half a year left for graduation, and I have to start my internship. Now, the assignment is not included. Huang Juan can't find a place for internship for the time being. I want to come to my side and go to No. 1 Sports for an internship."

  Because she was busy with business, Huang Juan, who originally lived in the bunk in the dormitory, was the only classmate Song Na had good friends with during college.

  Lu Dong knew this and said, "Being a subordinate will make the relationship more complicated than before, and you have to figure out the details."

  Song Na nodded: "I know, I should be able to handle it."

  After lunch, the two went back to their respective companies and went to the small square in the innovation port, and Lu Dong called Song Na to stop.

   "I won't go back tonight." Lu Dong whispered.

  Song Na pretended not to understand: "I won't go back if I don't go back."

   Lu Dong said, "Let's go buy some food together after get off work, and I'll make something delicious for you in the evening."

  Song Na deliberately said: "If you don't want to cook, just sleep alone."

   Lu Dong glanced at his watch: "I'll go out in a while, and try to be back at five o'clock. If I come back late, wait for me for a while."

   As the Chinese New Year is approaching, some people or units need Lu Dong to go there in person.

In the afternoon, with some things, Lv Dong went to the county seat, and went to the Cultural Tourism Planning Committee. Most of the members of this temporary unit are from various departments in Qingzhao County, and some are like Lu Dong and Professor Fan. Yes, it is an externally hired consultant.

   Of course, Lu Dong was unpaid. The county originally planned to open it, but Lu Dong turned it down on the grounds that Qingzhao people did things for Qingzhao as a matter of course.

   Anyway, the situation is the same as him, he is the only one on the committee, and he doesn’t have to worry about the difficulty of others.

  In the office, while not busy, several people started talking.

One of them was appointed by the county and said: "The construction progress in various places is quite fast. Although it is slightly behind the plan, it is generally smooth. The cultural tourism plan has planned a future development path for Qingzhao. The Cultural Tourism Planning Committee is normalized.”

   Lu Dong asked: "Become a formal department?"

   Another person said: "I think it's okay for special people and departments to manage professional affairs."

The first person to speak nodded: "It seems that when the first phase of the project is completed, the Cultural Tourism Planning Committee will be transformed into a Cultural Tourism Bureau, which is specially responsible for the management of Qingzhao's cultural tourism projects, and it is planned to set up a tourism company affiliated to the Cultural Tourism Bureau. "

   Lu Dong said: "I am very determined."

   It was the same person who said: "The above specially sent people to go to other places to invite those who have experience and ability to come back from Qingzhao and seek common development."

A person who was in the organization department answered at this time: "By the way, there is news from the organization department that they are going to let a group of high-caliber students who graduate next year go directly to our cultural and tourism planning committee to come to practice for the future. Develop talent."

  The gray-haired person said: "Young people are energetic and energetic. Probably the above thinks that we old people who are half-buried in the soil are too stable, and they ask people to rush us."

   He saw the scary young Lu Dong and said quickly, "Mr. Lu, I'm not talking about you, we are all old comrades who fought side by side before the Cultural Tourism Planning Committee was established..."

  How could Lu Dong care about these words? He waved his hand and said, "Director Liu, we are all old friends. We are used to joking, so we can't say anything."

   "Mr. Lu is righteous!" Director Liu said cheerfully: "No matter where I go, I dare to slap my chest and tell others!"

  The discussions here are all unconfirmed gossip, but with the identity of a person here, it is inseparable from being able to speak out and discuss.

   The county is really going to set up a cultural and tourism bureau, which is definitely a popular unit. After all, the development tone of Qingzhao has been set.

   Those present here must be false if they say they have no idea.

   A group of highly educated talents was parachuted from above. Even if they were fresh graduates, these people faintly felt threatened.

Director Liu joked again: "I hope that the top students who come for internships after the year are not the ones who will stay in the student union. I have been in contact with many fresh graduates in the past two years. It is the most difficult thing to work in the student union for a few years. We are all helping the old fritters. , another group of old fritters students, who will do things?"

   Everyone laughed.

   (end of this chapter)