Chapter 72: Working overtime at night

In August, the weather was hot, but the expansion of the restaurant had started, and the whole yard began to dig a foundation pit. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The expansion of the restaurant is not a big project for Gao Zhenhai, but it is very troublesome.

Not only to avoid the business hours of the restaurant, but also not too noisy, not too dirty, not too messy, any point of not doing well, will affect the business of the restaurant.

Troublesome!

Ding Yi came over to look at it for a while, and the entire construction site was arranged in an orderly manner.

The movement of the workers was obviously smaller than usual, the dust basically did not spread out of the construction site, and the obstruction of the trees on the side did not have much impact on the front business area.

Gao's father stood on the side and commanded the workers, with an earthy face.

Recently, Gao's father was nailed to the construction site, and the construction site in August, the hardships can be imagined. Ding Yi persuaded him that the matter was explained clearly, and there was no need to stare at it like this.

It's a pity that Gao Zhenhai didn't listen to persuasion.

Gao's father was nailed there, although it didn't seem so tall now, it still made Ding Yi feel at ease for no reason, but looking at his hard work, his mood was a little complicated.

walked up and opened his mouth, but Ding Yi didn't know what to say, knowing that he couldn't persuade him, so he could only say, "Uncle Gao, hard work!"

Father Gao grinned and looked at Ding Yi happily, "Any hard work, it should be done, if something goes wrong with your job, I won't have to go out to meet people in the future." ”

Gao Zhenhai's personality has the style of an older man, he doesn't talk much, is silent, slightly stubborn, and speaks loudly.

The burden of life can bend the spine, but it can't bend the spine.

Ding Yi has helped their family so much, and it is easy to meet Ding Yi when he can use him, so he still doesn't sell his dead power? I really can't wait to be on the construction site 24 hours a day, without a single flaw.

Looking at the well-organized construction site, it was obvious that it was a group of mature construction workers, and Ding Yi said, "Uncle Gao, in fact, our decoration company can also develop in construction, or set up an additional construction company." ”

It's now the second half of '96......

It is not far from the opening of the housing reform in 98!

Although most of the profits of real estate are embezzled by real estate developers, the construction company can borrow a lot of money if it does a good job.

Gao's father has not resigned from Yijian now, but he has been out for a few months, and now he will not say anything about private work, but said helplessly, "If a construction company is established, Wang Maode will go crazy." Recently, as more and more people are pulled, his nose is not a nose, and his eyes are not eyes. ”

"Huh?"

Ding Yi raised his eyebrows, "Wang Maode wants to find trouble?"

Wang Maode is the CEO of a construction company, and Ding Yi met Huang Yichun when he was together. At that time, if there was no talk about Zhenhai Decoration Company.

This is also the reason why Gao's father has always been very smooth in recruiting people from a construction company before, but why did Wang Maode suddenly start looking for trouble?

Gao Zhenhai said, "He is not sincere in looking for trouble, and it is said that someone has reacted to the SASAC." ”

Ding Yi frowned, the construction project is under the jurisdiction of the Construction Bureau, but the first construction company belongs to the Municipal State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, and the administration is under the management of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission. Huang Yichun can only say that he is helping to pull a line.

Thinking about it, Ding Yi asked, "Wouldn't it be that Wang Maode saw that our company was booming outside, and his heart was unbalanced, right?"

Gao Zhenhai thought for a while, and said uncertainly, "It shouldn't be, right?"

In this regard, Ding Yi smiled, Gao's father is a kind person on the whole, and he is a good hand at business, and the rest is forgotten, "He hasn't hinted at anything recently?"

Gao Zhenhai frowned and recalled, and said uncertainly, "No." ”

Looking at Gao Zhenhai's confused appearance, probably sometimes it was a hint, and he didn't understand it, Ding nodded, "Okay! I know, I'll go back and ask what's going on." ”

After talking to Gao's father, Ding Yi once again explained that he didn't have to work so hard, the people below were all skilled workers, and he also knew the relationship between the simple restaurant and them, and there was no problem.

Gao Zhenhai said with a haha, okay, okay!

As soon as I looked at Ding Yi, I knew that this was said in vain.

Can't be persuaded!

Ding Yi thought, should I go back to the village and talk to Gao's mother?

As for Wang Maode's side, Ding Yi couldn't decide whether to go over and ask directly, or knock on the side from somewhere else first.

The house over there in Binhu Century, after being renovated, was cleaned up for a few days, and Ding Yi had already moved in, thinking about how to trick Liu Qing out.

Don't look at the fact that the two have stayed together for a long time, Liu Qing usually takes care of Binhu Century, but at night, she still insists on going back.

In the afternoon, we went from a simple restaurant to a lakeside century......

The decoration style of the house is a certain one, simple black and white tones, and it is simple and modern. Now it is arranged by Liu Qing but it is very warm, with flowers and plants, dotted with some suitable spaces.

The balcony also has a hanging basket lounger, along the hanging rope is also decorated with spider plants, the lake breeze blows, occasionally a little shaky, very beautiful......

Well, this recliner was requested by Ding Yi!

On a sunny day, it's quite pleasant to lie here and watch the scenery.

When Ding Yi opened the door, the range hood in the kitchen was ringing, Liu Qing was cooking in the kitchen, heard the movement, poked his head out to look at Ding Yi, and smiled softly, "You change your shoes first, and the meal will be ready immediately." ”

Looking at Liu Qing, who was dressed in home clothes and wearing an apron, was busy in the kitchen, and soon brought two dishes, stir-fried meat with bamboo shoots, mushrooms and vegetables, and a seaweed egg soup.

After pulling the food almost up, Ding Yi sat on the dining chair for a long time and said, "Hey, by the way, now the ready-to-wear workshop is almost the same, are the clothes I mentioned before ready?"

Recently, the workers of a textile factory have formed a staff committee, which basically rejects the plan of Shengshi Real Estate, and the plan proposed by Ding Yi has also been handed over......

The days are already urgent!

Liu Qing was cleaning up, but when she heard this, she immediately lowered her head, her neck blushed, and she replied in a low voice, "Not yet!"

"Why is your neck red? It's so hot?" Ding Yi looked at the air conditioner in the corner of the sofa strangely, "Well, isn't the seventy-zero cabinet machine enough?

Liu Qing, "......"

Liu Qing took the cleaned up dishes and chopsticks, fled to the kitchen in embarrassment, turned on the faucet, listened to the sound of the water, glared at the living room through the wall, and said hatefully, "It's a hooligan!"

Looking at Liu Qing, who was running away in embarrassment even now, Ding Yi laughed out loud, no matter what the relationship, is it only interesting for a shy person to flirt?

It's really pleasant to live like this!

Thinking about it, Ding Yi shouted at the kitchen, "I haven't done a good job for so long, I said you won't be lazy lately." Since you're lazy, I'll work overtime that night, and I'll supervise your work!"

While Liu Qing was washing the dishes, she scolded Ding Yi with hatred, and suddenly heard Ding Yi's words, and couldn't help but tremble!

Add...... Add...... What the hell is overtime?