Chapter 31: Bean Juice Afternoon Tea
This time, Lin Dingqiang did not hesitate, and immediately recited silently in his heart: "B!"
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Lin Dingqiang smiled: "Am I not a new customer? Aunt Liu's craftsmanship is so good, I will panic if I don't eat for a day." Come often!"
Liu Hongmei's brows furrowed slightly, but she still couldn't hide the entanglement in her heart, "Qiangzi, I know you are kind." But ......"
Lin Dingqiang knew that he could not improve the situation of the bean juice shop alone, and he continued: "I remember that many people in our department are good at this bite. I'll go back and ask if they'd like to come and try Aunt Liu's handiwork. β
After Liu Hongmei heard the news, her brows finally relaxed, "That's good! Qiangzi, this matter is all up to you!"
Lin Dingqiang finished the last bite of the stew and wiped his mouth, "But I can't guarantee how much it is, I'll do my best!"
"Okay! If you have this heart, your aunt will be at ease!" Liu Hongmei said with a smile.
Lin Dingqiang gave 50 yuan and instructed: "Aunt Liu, let's go first! By the way! Don't go to the matter of the sixth son! This is a mistake!"
Liu Hongmei nodded again and again, "Got it, Qiangzi! Be careful on the road!"
When the two walked out of the bean juice shop, Xin Qing, who had not spoken, asked: "The crux of Liu Hongmei's problem is obviously her son's body, you can't solve the problem if you help her like this." β
"Then what do you think should be done?" Lin Ding asked rhetorically.
Xin Qing thought for a while, "Isn't our company always recruiting security guards?" I remember that Liuzi's physical condition seems to be pretty good. Although it is a private company, the salary is definitely better than his current one. β
Lin Dingqiang opened the car door, "Do you mean I should recommend him to the personnel department?"
"The grace of dripping water!" Xin Qing said puzzledly: "This job can not only allow the sixth son to get a higher salary, but also solve Liu Hongmei's heart disease." β
Lin Dingqiang said unhurriedly: "You only know the grace of dripping water, but you don't know another sentence." β
Xin Qing became interested and looked at Lin Dingqiang curiously, "What words?"
"Raise rice to raise grace, fight rice to raise hatred. Lin Dingqiang said calmly.
Xin Qing blinked her eyes and asked suspiciously, "What does this mean?"
"If you meet a very poor man and you give him a bowl of rice when he is hungry, he will be grateful to you and treat you as a benefactor. Lin Dingqiang patiently explained: "But if you give him rice every day, he will gradually feel that you have a lot of rice at home, why only give him one bowl at a time? β
Xin Qing intervened and said coldly, "Go on." β
"Although the salary of the sixth son is not high, he has sound limbs and can earn income by his own efforts. Lin Ding said rationally: "If I tell him that our company is recruiting, and the salary is still better than the current one, for him, this is not help, it is a kind of persecution." β
"How can it be called persecution?" Xin Qing thought that Lin Dingqiang's words were too heavy, and asked puzzledly.
Lin Dingqiang smiled calmly: "Because no one will voluntarily be helped by others. Being helped often stimulates the weakness and humility of the subconscious. Liuzi is going to work well now, what will he think when I open my mouth to him?"
Xin Qing listened to Lin Dingqiang's statement with a serious face, and was also weighing whether he was right or not.
"In our bones, there is a natural desire to pursue equality and progress. No one is born to play the role of being helped. Lin Ding forced to talk, "When a person is really going to die of thirst, you give him a drop of water, this is called the grace of a drop of water." If he is only slightly thirsty, you send him to the spring, and you can only drown. β
Lin Dingqiang paused, and then said: "It's okay to help buy some bean juice and coke rings, but if you want to introduce a job to Liuzi or give a sum of money directly, it will be absolutely impossible." β
Xin Qing listened to Lin Dingqiang's theories and burst out laughing, "Why do you have so many strange theories?"
Lin Dingqiang started the car, "This is a precious legacy left by our ancestors! By the way, there is another sentence, do you know?"
Xin Qing fastened her seatbelt and asked, "What?"
"The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water!" Lin Dingqiang boasted and said: "If you want to put it in ancient times, my six sons and I are both gentlemen!"
Xin Qing's little white eyes were about to roll up to the sky, and she said in disgust: "You are still a gentleman! I think you are an uncle who is conservative and loves to talk about big things! I drove and went back to the company!"
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The two returned to the company back and forth, and as soon as Lin Dingqiang sat down, Zhao Lei brought the soaked wolfberry water.
"Boss, it's hard work!" Zhao Lei said with a grin.
Lin Dingqiang glanced at him, "I'm not old enough to drink wolfberry water, right?"
"Take care of yourself in advance!" Zhao Lei responded: "You see you've been out all morning!
Zhang Xiaohui came over with his mobile phone at this time, "Boss, Mr. Xin invites everyone to afternoon tea!
Lin Dingqiang thought that it would not be long after he finished eating the stew, but he was not hungry, he looked at the message on Zhang Xiaohui's mobile phone, and was a little surprised.
"Do you have anything to eat @ζζδΊΊθ±ζ±, scorched rings, and sugar ears?
"When did Mr. Xin like this bite?" Zhao Lei thought about the last time she went to the bean juice shop, although Xin Qing ordered two sugar ears, she didn't move a mouthful, and finally ate it herself.
Lin Dingqiang tilted his head and looked at Xin Qing in the glass room, "People always have to change!
The people in the group thought that they had seen it wrong, the original afternoon tea was all coffee and cake, and it was a little uncomfortable to suddenly change to bean juice and coke rings.
But the delicious mouth is always uncontrollable, and the number of people signing up is increasing.
About 15 minutes later, a total of 20 colleagues chose to join the bean juice afternoon tea line.
Zhao Lei's mobile phone rang at this moment, and when she picked it up, she saw that it was a private message and red envelope sent by Xin Qing.
"I went to the bean juice shop last time and bought the afternoon tea back, thank you~"
Zhao Lei said embarrassedly: "Boss, I'm going to buy afternoon tea." β
Lin Dingqiang saw Zhao Lei's loss, she had just turned positive, but she didn't do anything serious, she was still doing the work of an intern, and she was inevitably a little disappointed.
"Come here. Lin Dingqiang stopped Zhao Lei, who was getting up, "There is a project, are you interested?"
Zhao Lei nodded again and again, and asked expectantly: "Boss, I'm ready!"
Lin Dingqiang pondered for a moment, "You go and make a draft for that bean juice shop." β
"Ah, make a draft for the bean juice shop?" Zhao Lei replied in surprise.
Last time, Mr. Xin gave you the draft of Jinggang, and you did it according to her standards. Lin Dingqiang laughed, "There should be no less." β
Zhang Xiaohui was half-lying on the chair and said with interest: "Boss, are you using this trick again?"
"Brother Xiaohui, have you done it too?" Zhao Lei asked suspiciously.
"You're lucky!" Zhang Xiaohui recalled: "When I first turned positive, the boss asked me to make a venture capital manuscript for a stinky tofu shop! It stinked me for a week! No one even came to go home to take the bus or subway!"
Lin Dingqiang smiled and said, "You talk a lot! Have you finished writing the manuscript of the case?
"Yes, boss, I'll go!" Zhao Lei was full of energy, and walked out of the office with her head held high with her small bag.