Please?

There are forty or fifty people on a production line, plus the family members who came over, and there are nearly 100 people on one production line alone.

The standard of Lu Hao's hospitality last time was not low, there were 10 people at a table, more than half of them were meat dishes, nearly 100 yuan per table, more than 10 tables were placed, and one or two thousand yuan was spent.

Of course, you can lower the standard of meals, green vegetables are only 6 cents a catty, fried, a plate is about 1 cent, potatoes are 2 cents a catty, fried, a large plate is only a little more than 4 cents, such a dish can not cost 100 yuan a table.

But they all eat in a canteen, Lu Hao's standard is 100 yuan per table, big fish and big meat are vigorously made, and their treats are vegetables and potatoes, so it is better not to be invited.

But if you really don't invite it, Lu Hao is an outsider, not an employee of the beverage factory, he invited a guest last time, and this time he invited a guest, the three of them are people from the beverage factory, and they are all leaders, a team leader, a director, a deputy director, who has worked in the factory for many years, and if he does not invite guests, he may not be able to convince the public, and it will be very difficult to arrange work in the future.

You can't enter, you can't retreat, it's stuck!

What a!

Hong Erquan felt that his ass was being roasted on the fire again.

Lu Hao is such a bastard!

He cursed Lu Hao fiercely in his heart, and he invited guests to dinner, and he gave bonuses, and he could give him more money.

"Director Hong, a meal is not cheap, the last time Lu Hao invited guests to dinner, a table of nearly 100 yuan, and let the employees call their families, set up more than ten tables, the cost is not small, Zhang Mingyi and I only contract one production line, but if you bring your family, at least seven or eight tables must be placed, according to 100 yuan a table, it is seven or eight hundred yuan." Wang Lixing said, "You have two production lines, you have to pay about 1,500 yuan." ”

"This is the money for a meal, and there is a bonus, and it is not cost-effective to invest so much money before you do anything."

He counted it on his fingers, and it hurt.

Zhang Mingyi also frowned on the side, and muttered in a low voice, "Pretend not to know, Lu Hao is willing to ask him to go, anyway, now that he has picked people away, we have nothing to pick and choose the rest, there is no need to learn from him." ”

Both of them wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and Hong Erquan also meant this.

But at this time, Lu Hao actually walked over, and took out a cigarette and scattered one for each of the three people, "Director Hong...... Oh, no, it should be called Boss Hong now, as well as Boss Wang, Boss Zhang, you are all bosses now, do you want to ask everyone to give a meal? ”

The three were silent.

Lu Hao deliberately pretended to be very surprised, looking at the three of them, "Don't invite guests?" That's a bit unusual, I'm not an employee in the factory, I invite guests to dinner, the three of you are the leaders of the factory, and now you are the boss, counting on the employees to help you make money, but you don't treat the employees, it's a bit unreasonable. ”

"But I'm just asking, nothing else, okay, then let's go to the cafeteria first."

This time, I didn't wait for the canteen to cook, and the people from the four production lines went to the canteen together.

One by one, when passing by the No. 5, No. 6, No. 7, and No. 8 production lines, they all straightened their chests, and their pride was overflowing.

Majestic, high-spirited!

There are people who know these four production lines, and they are still saying hello.

"Dinner."

"Boss Lu is in for a treat."

"You're not going?"

Hong Erquan's lungs are about to explode.

Lu Hao, is this just a question? It was clearly deliberately here and poured another handful of oil on them, for fear that they would not be roasted enough to be charred and crispy enough!

Uncomfortable!

The three were about to cry.

"Let's go, let's go too." Hong Erquan sighed.

"It's a lot of money." Wang Lixing reminded.

"What can I do if the cost is not small? If you don't want to go, you see who will obey us? Hong Erquan said.

Around, the employees who belonged to the three-person production line looked very wrong.

If the 3 people are really not invited, I am afraid that one by one will come to the eldest aunt collectively, and the stomach hurts, so I have to rest in the house!

Lu Hao did it on purpose.

He wants Hong Erquan and the three of them to bleed!

Give up 4 production lines and let go of the original packaging, afraid that there will be peaches planted on it, but at the same time, he also wants to let the above know that Hongyuan Beverage Factory is not something that anyone can play, only he Lu Hao can do it, and without him, it just can't work!

From now on, roll up!

After eating, Lu Hao drove back to the vegetable market, staring at the construction progress, communicating with the foreman about some details, and communicating with the foreman about the points that were not discussed.

Construction, no matter how good the pre-planning is, there are designs and drawings, but it is inevitable to change, not to mention that Lu Hao gave only a sketch, far from the construction design drawing.

I have to come and communicate and communicate every day.

After communicating with the foreman, Lu Hao returned to the community.

At this point, there is still half an hour before the garment factory gets off work, but there are already many people in the community, and the garment factory has left work early.

And these people are gathered in front of the commissary.

There is a piece of paper on the wall next to the kiosk.

It's a little far, there are a lot of people, Lu Hao can't see it clearly, he walks forward.

"Boss Lu."

"Mr. Lu."

"You come to the front."

They were very polite when they saw him, and took the initiative to get out of the way and let him squeeze to the front.

Huang Minghua is really going to make a fortune, and he has hundreds of yuan in his account at a time!

The phone at the commissary rang all the time, and he was busy.

And recently, Huang Minghua's family put on new clothes and bought a gold necklace for his wife!

All of this is related to Lu Hao, Huang Minghua's family also praised Lu Hao whenever they met people, so they sent Lu Hao up to worship as an ancestor every day.

This makes many people envious of Huang Minghua, and even faintly expecting it, does Lu Hao also pull himself and let himself follow Huang Tengda?

"Boss Lu, come, eat some ice cream." Huang Minghua's daughter-in-law was also there, and took out an ice cream for Lu Hao.

At this time, cold drinks are still mainly soft drinks, popsicles, and ice cream, and ice cream is rare.

After the separation of the first and second factories of the beverage factory, specializing in the production of popsicles, ice cream, ice cream, and at the same time, also producing chocolate, in 84 years, specially invested 1.61 million yuan to equip the ice cream production line produced in Italy, with an annual output of 1,000 tons of ice cream.

The ice cream that Huang Minghua's daughter-in-law gave to Lu Hao was produced by the No. 1 Beverage Factory, which was much more expensive than popsicles and ice cream!

On weekdays, not to mention sending ice cream, it is a small wine cup with melon seeds, and Huang Minghua's daughter-in-law has to smooth it out.

But Lu Hao, she sent it, no money!

Lu Hao was not polite, he took a bite, and the eyes of several community babies on the side who were greedy widened, and he smiled, "It's delicious." ”

Then, I took another bite.

A few little babies couldn't stand the humiliation, and with a whoop, they howled.

It was useless for the parents to persuade him, he just howled, wiping his face with snot and tears, while pointing to the ice cream in Lu Hao's hand, but his head twisted towards the refrigerator in the commissary.

There was ice cream there.

The initiator, however, looked at the paper pasted on the wall: the Xingsheng Garment Factory Room Score Sheet.