Chapter 128 Pickled Goods, Castrated Goods (2)

The boss was knowledgeable, and hurriedly took out a business card and handed it over with both hands, "Mr. Wei, this is my business card. My surname is Zhang. Give me a call before you come to the store, and I will make arrangements for you."

Wei Jiefang hurriedly took it, stunned by the sudden enthusiasm.

But she saw Wei Sheng smiling, "Uncle Li, you don't need to buy today's order." After that, she glanced at Wei Guoqing's family lightly, "Just let them invite us, the love of this meal is good for us. Write it down together."

That said, Wei Guoqing's old face has changed.

Wei Zuyin was about to have a seizure, who was this little girl mocking? Unexpectedly, the old father grabbed his arm and signaled him not to speak.

Although Li Xianzong was drunk, he was not a fool. Seeing Wei Sheng's expression and Wei Jiefang's red eyes, he immediately knew that a few people didn't understand the meal.

Immediately, he laughed at the wine, "It's good, don't force it, but Xiao Zhang, if you see Mr. Wei coming to the store in the future, it will be credited to my account!"

Zhang Zhibin nodded again and again and said with a smile, "Mr. Li definitely doesn't need to worry about this, just leave it to me to arrange it."

Wei Jiefang wanted to refuse, but saw that Li Xianzong had already rubbed his forehead, "I'm drinking a little too much today. I'm sorry for being inconsiderate! That's fine, I won't disturb everyone's meal and go first." He patted Wei Sheng on the shoulder, the intimacy need not be said more.

Li Xianzong came and went quickly, but Wei Jiefang didn't have time to politely refuse again, so he could only stare blankly at the business card handed over by the boss in his hand.

After Wei Jiefang's family of three left, Wei Zuyin took a sip on the ground, "What! It's still on his account, he's the king of his own? What a slap in the face!"

Apparently, the restaurant owner he knew had never paid attention to him from the beginning to the end. Instead, he took Wei Jiefang's poor family seriously and gave him enough face, which really made him feel dull and heartless. feel oppressed.

Seeing his appearance, Zhang Ting couldn't help frowning.

"What do you know!" Wei Guoqing, who had been silent until now, suddenly said with a sullen face.

Wei Zuyin was dissatisfied and said, "Dad, didn't you hear what the old girl said just now? Satire us, remember our love for this meal! Aren't you angry?"

Wei Guoqing felt angry when he saw his unsatisfactory appearance, "Do you know who that Mr. Li was just now?"

Wei Zuyin didn't hear what his father was saying, and sneered, "Where did I know him, I've never seen him before, he's an official?"

Wei Guoqing sighed deeply, "That's Li Xianzong. He has an official body and is a representative of the Qiaobei District People's Congress. As for you, he only needs to talk to Secretary Tang and it will be done."

After that, he shook his head again, "If he is willing to come forward, I'm afraid he doesn't need to go to Secretary Tang's office. What kind of support is there? It's not a problem for the bank to give you a loan directly."

Wei Zuyin swallowed when he heard the words, "So amazing? Isn't it just one representative?"

Wei Guoqing snorted and said with a gloomy old face, "That's the representative of the National People's Congress to the Uyghur Party. Did you see the person who was just taken out with a broken leg? Who else would dare to be so arrogant except for him in the south? The first two When Li Xianzong was a police officer in the street, he didn't even get a newspaper the next day, and the matter just turned over like that. Many people are well aware of this, and they dare not speak out."

Wei Zuyin opened his mouth when he heard the words. No wonder he was about to scold Wei Sheng, but was stopped by his old father. It turned out that he did not want to let himself be presumptuous in front of Li Xianzong.

Thinking of this, Wei Zuyin suddenly regretted it, because he thought of what Wei Sheng said just now, she often went to Li Xianzong's house to review with Li Xianzong's daughter? What better way to do this? If this is his own daughter, go back and teach her two words to say to Li Xianzong, or use this relationship to just press Li Xianzong to eat.

Isn't that big thing about him solved?

He never imagined that after sending Wei Sheng's child to No. 1 Middle School, he would get to know so many useful relationships, but putting it in a family like Wei Jiefang would undoubtedly be a waste.

What a waste! Wei Zuyin shook his head, looking at his girlfriend next to him, he couldn't help but think funny, whether he should hurry up and send a child to study in No. 1 Middle School.

Wei Guoqing also frowned secretly. At his level, he naturally knows what to say, what to do, or how to control his body. How could Li Xianzong not understand?

He didn't think that when Li Xianzong met a classmate of his daughter, he would come forward to pay the bill, and there was no need to sell this sentiment. On the contrary, he should hide and avoid it.

But Li Xianzong just acted a little too warm, and even seemed to be suspected of deliberately making friends.

Remembering Li Xianzong's evaluation of Wei Sheng, excellent? sensible? Have the guts?

"Waiter! Pay the bill!" Wei Zuyin shouted loudly.

After a while, the waiter came over with a smile, "Sir, your table has been settled."

Wei Guoqing raised his eyebrows, a trace of suppressed joy was fleeting, and he asked tentatively, "Did Mr. Li knot it?"

"It was made by the little girl who ate with you just now. She even added a dish for you." The waiter said with a smile. After all, under the suspicious eyes of Wei Guoqing and others, he and another waiter jointly brought a big jar to the table.

Wei Guoqing and others couldn't help but stand up and look, and saw that the jar was full of pickled cabbage that Northeasterners must eat in winter.

Different from the sauerkraut in the south, the sauerkraut in the northeast is made of pickled and fermented Chinese cabbage in a jar. When several people saw the jar full of sauerkraut, they were a little confused and didn't know why.

Zhang Ting rolled her round eyes, suddenly opened her mouth, and then burst out laughing.

Pickled cabbage - pickled goods - castrated goods? Isn't this Wei Sheng an insult?

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"Jiefang, the sauerkraut in our house should be almost done. You go into the house, and I'll bring some out. Xiaosheng, go into the house and get a pot for my mother!" Before entering the door, Yang Lichun glanced at the jogging platform downstairs The sauerkraut jar greeted the father and daughter.

That night, Wei Sheng heard her parents whispering in the room all night.

I thought I could sleep well the next Saturday, but Wei Sheng was woken up by Song Xiao's call early the next morning.

"Mr. Wei! The first experimental camera phone has been developed! It is 100% feasible! The CMOS camera can reach 110,000 pixels!" On the phone, Song Xiao's excited voice made Wei Sheng's mind clear.

"So soon?" She raised her eyebrows, her sleepy eyes no longer shy.

"The team has been working overtime for the past few days to carry out research and development. Last night, we entered the final stage. Everyone decided to work all night! I haven't slept yet! Urge me to call and report the good news to you!" But Song Xiao's voice was excited. There was a slight trembling in his voice.

Wei Sheng was moved for a while, and then Song Xiao said again, "Yesterday, Secretary Tang's secretary called me and said that Secretary Tang had returned from the capital and wanted to meet you today. I don't think the call was late so I didn't bother you... …”

At 8:15 in the morning, Wei Sheng was wearing a down jacket, holding the address reported to her by Song Xiao, and stood in front of the compound of the family members of the municipal government employees.