004:The Feeling of Throwing Up (Page 1/1)

"Yo, it turned out that the chairman and leader are here!"

The voice of the vegetable aunt suddenly rose seventeen octaves, which frightened Zhao Tian to stumble back.

As for how big an official the chairman is, the vegetable aunt doesn't know very well, anyway, she knows, just add a leader.

Just like people in the countryside often see people from the district or city, and they don't know how big the official is, anyway, it's right to call a leader.

As she spoke, the vegetable aunt waved the vegetable spoon enthusiastically, made eight dishes with amazing speed, and pushed them out through the window.

At the end, Chong Zhao Tian, who was smiling all over his face, said: "The chairman leads to walk slowly. ”

Zhao Tian agreed, and left the window with the lunch box as if he was running away.

After walking a short distance, I heard the hearty voice of the vegetable aunt from the window when she showed off to others: "You see that is the leader of our chairman, I think he is not ordinary when I see him at first sight, you see that his skin is white and tender, even his hair is black and oily, but it is different from our group of people..."

Zhao Tian: "......"

After such a toss, it attracted the attention of some employees, and accompanied by Li Xiaoou, who everyone knew, almost a circle of people around began to point fingers at Zhao Tian in private.

But fortunately, there were a lot of people who secretly watched, and no one came forward to disturb them, and no one came to ask 'what is the room split'...

After finding a remote seat, Zhao Tian put the prepared dishes and invited Li Xiaoou and Wei Wei to dine together.

Eight dishes, both meat and vegetarian, the taste is acceptable.

After eating for a while, Zhao Tian felt that it was almost over, and he looked up at the rest of the dishes, and his heart moved inexplicably.

All eight dishes, if he guessed correctly, the enthusiastic attitude of the vegetable aunt should all be highlighted by the portion.

These eight dishes, needless to say, must be far more than the usual portions.

At least Zhao Tian ate until he was full, and the current amount of vegetables was only thirty percent.

'Waste of food will be deducted!'

The words of the vegetable aunt are recalled in my mind.

After pulling the last grain of rice in the rice bowl, Zhao Tian's eyes rolled and said, "I've finished eating, go out for a walk by yourself first, you two eat the rest, don't waste it!"

Without waiting for Li Xiaoou to answer, Zhao Tian had already left three steps away, and he was still muttering: "Well, the decoration of this canteen is not bad..."

Li Xiaoou: "......"

Li Xiaoou, who wanted to praise his chairman for his real efficiency, saw Zhao Tian walk out of the door of the cafeteria, and when he sat down again, he put it down and found that something was wrong.

There are still eight dishes left in front of him, and most of them are left.

Of course, there is also Vivi with him.

Li Xiaoou's eyebrows moved a few times, and he suddenly looked up at Weiwei.

Wei Wei shuddered, and said pitifully: "Director Li, I have been on a diet to lose weight recently!"

sighed alone, Li Xiaoou had no choice but to turn his grief and anger into appetite and gulp down his gluttony.

Zhao Tian wandered around the factory for three cigarettes, and when he didn't see Li Xiaoou and Wei Wei come out, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

I'm even a little scared...

At this time, when Li Xiaoou swallowed a mouthful of food with difficulty, he looked at the tableware of the noodle meal, there were still many dishes left, and he couldn't wait to find a place where no one was there at the moment and cry bitterly.

That's a lot!

The slogan of rejecting waste was put forward by Huang Houcai, president of the electric company, but later saw that the effect was not great, so he directly linked the wasteful behavior with the performance, and the results were remarkable.

At this time, Li Xiaoou can admit even if he is fined some money, the key is that he can't afford to lose this person.

Among the directors of the six major divisions, he cannot be ashamed; in Huang Houcai, he does not dare to be ashamed; and now that Zhao Tianhu is eyeing the outside, he cannot afford to lose people.

I can't afford to lose people, and my stomach can't stand it.

Now, Li Xiaoou doesn't have to find a place where no one is to cry secretly, because there are already tears in his eyes.

Propped...

Kankan swallowed a mouthful, and after two minutes of delay, Li Xiaoou was cautious, and when he promised not to spit out the rice, he said, "Weiwei, you put... Uh...."

Li Xiaoou hurriedly covered his mouth.

The rice didn't squirt, it was just a hiccup.

Li Xiaoou's old face turned pale with fright, but fortunately, there was no danger.

Then he continued: "If you eat the rest, if you don't eat, it will be considered absenteeism!"

Such concise words were also completed by Li Xiaoou after careful consideration, in order to reduce the risk of possible squirting, and to open as few mouths as possible.

Wei Wei's head was as big as a fight, and his face was full of bitterness, as if the little girl who had been robbed of her beloved doll, and she almost wanted to shed tears.

A pair of willow eyebrows also turned into a second quarter moon, and the thin corners of the lips were skimmed downward.

She felt so wronged.

Even if you don't finish eating the leftovers, even if you are absent from work, I am afraid that if you search the entire universe, there are no strange people who can do such a thing.

But Li Xiaoou did it.

Facing Wei Wei's weeping face, Li Xiaoou silently turned his head sideways, pretending not to see anything.

It's not that he doesn't look like this, he really doesn't want to see those leftovers anymore.

It's like when Shichiro sees a woman the next day, he has a kind of scalp numbness.

Under pressure, VV picked up the chopsticks that had been placed long ago, and went to pick up the dishes in the tableware with a flat mouth.

Secretly glanced at Weiwei, Li Xiaoou was a little unbearable. But after thinking about it, the dead Daoist friend is not a dead poor Dao, and his current state has reached the limit, and he really can't afford more, so he had to squeeze out a few words from between his teeth and encouraged: "The overall situation is important." ”

After that, he just twisted his head and didn't speak.

Half an hour later.

Li Xiaoou slowly moved out of the door of the cafeteria, followed by Wei Wei, whose eyes were red.

Zhao Tian had already walked around by himself several times, and finally saw someone come out, and said silently in his heart: "It's good to come out." ”

Greeted Li Xiaoou, Zhao Tiandao: "Director Li, our factory also has a rest area, right?"

Li Xiaoou nodded heavily and snorted in a nasal voice: "Hmm." ”

Zhao Tian was not surprised, and said, "Then take me to visit." ”

"Hmm. ”

“.…..”

The two ends of each workshop were renovated according to Zhao Tian's instructions, and each workshop that accommodated 400 employees was equipped with a lounge with a capacity of more than 200 people.

And men and women are segregated.

Walking into the staff lounge, although the space is not as spacious as Zhao Tian imagined, the neatly placed backrest single and double sofas, as well as public objects such as drinking water provided 24 hours a day, can also meet the short rest time during work.

Later, he walked around a number of places in the factory area, and saw that there was basically no shortage of facilities, and Zhao Tian was quite satisfied.

When he got off work in the afternoon, Zhao Tian had seen everything he should have seen and had a rough idea of what he should know, so he said goodbye to Li Xiaoou.

Li Xiaoou kept himself, and Zhao Tian also refused politely.

It wasn't until Zhao Tian stepped on the taxi he shouted and officially said goodbye to Li Xiaoou that the anxiety in Li Xiaoou's heart calmed down.

When the taxi started, Zhao Tian suddenly shouted: "I will come again." ”

Li Xiaoou suddenly felt like vomiting.....

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