Zhao Chunling mostly focuses on unboxing inside. Now that retail is coming, there are mountains of empty boxes of spices everywhere, occupying the space at the back.
Zhao Chunling piled all the empty cardboard boxes together and said to sell them, since there were many people who needed to collect waste anyway.
Sister Wei said that by recycling and reusing one box, we can save several cents. This is also a cost saving for us.
She took the lead in flattening the boxes, then tied them up, and put them in the car, so that people could take them back when they returned to the factory.
Sang Xiaoyu said she was the best housekeeper in the factory.
Sister Wei said that money must be earned penny by penny. If you don't plan carefully, the money will flow out in these small places.
Zhao Chunling said that she bought at least 5,000 bottles today.
Sang Xiaoyu added, subtracted, multiplied and divided in her mind, and the profit was determined. She waved her hand happily and said, I'm treating you, you can order whatever you want.
Several employees said that there is a very famous shabu-shabu restaurant nearby, but it is a bit expensive.
Sang Xiaoyu said, aren’t we rich? What are we afraid of if it’s more expensive? Let’s go!
Sang Xiaoyu has changed a lot now. In Jiang Chunhui's words, she has the same willpower as when she was about to succeed. He also said that this is the common temperament of all successful people.
Sang Xiaoyu knew this was not a mockery of her.
When several employees heard that there was something delicious to eat, they were in high spirits now that they were starving.
Sister Wei immediately stood up and objected, saying that it would be fine to just eat a bowl of noodles at a nearby small restaurant. If we really went to a big hotel, this cardboard box would be wasted.
Everyone was a little disappointed. Sang Xiaoyu said: "The things that should be counted will be counted, and we don't have to save the places that shouldn't be counted. I will add some small benefits to everyone. I have the final say. Let's go and eat hot pot."
Sister Wei pulled her to a deserted place and said, "Don't go to this place. Just these wolves can't eat five or six hundred dollars. How many boxes will we have to sell?"
Sang Xiaoyu said disapprovingly: "They are the biggest contributors, and they should benefit. It is necessary to improve their lives."
Sang Xiaoyu also wanted to bring some food back to the production workers. Sister Wei said that it was okay to be nice to them, but there was no need to be too nice to them, as they would get angry.
Sister Wei said that she would leave such trivial matters alone and she would pay for them.
Sang Xiaoyu said don't be too fussy, it's money well spent.
Sister Wei said that I didn't feel sorry for them, but that the restaurant was too much.
Walking on the brightly lit street, they were surrounded by small businessmen and vendors who had just come out of the Green Expo venue just like them. Many of them came from other counties.
They flock to this city with dreams in their arms. This city is full of opportunities and temptations.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that Meilanjiang seemed more prosperous at night than during the day, especially in the central area, where the lights of major hotels were shining and busy vehicles were parked in front of the door. The city's prosperity was self-contained.
Several people happily walked towards the restaurant. Sang Xiaoyu didn't pay attention to where Sister Wei went. When they arrived at the restaurant called "Little Prince Hot Pot", it was actually overcrowded.
Sang Xiaoyu asked for their opinions whether to wait or find another one.
A few workers may have known that this restaurant was particularly famous, so they insisted on waiting.
A worker asked Sang Xiaoyu if he had been here before. Sang Xiaoyu shook his head.
He proudly said that if you eat it once, you will know that it is very popular here.
A few people took their numbers and waited at the door. As soon as Sang Xiaoyu didn't see Sister Wei, she asked Zhao Chunling where Director Wei had gone.
Zhao Chunling rolled her eyelids and said, "I saw her going south. She was in a hurry. Who knows what she was doing."
After waiting for about ten minutes, they found a large single room. Sang Xiaoyu and the others rushed in happily.
The waiter was cleaning up the mess. The room was not big, and a large round table was placed in the middle. The table was the kind that could rotate, and the dishes and chopsticks had already been placed around it.
A steaming pot of tea is placed on the table. There are green leaves in it. Some people say that the tea is good tea, green and fragrant.
An employee who has been here said that this pot of tea costs 17 yuan.
Someone asked in surprise, why does tea even cost money?
The waiter was clearing the table and laughed and said the tea was Maojian.
The waiter left, and no one believed that the tea could be Maojian.
Sang Xiaoyu was taking the menu and taking orders when Sister Wei came back in a hurry.
Sang Xiaoyu didn't pay attention when she left. When she came back, she found that she was carrying a big black bag.
There were nine people in total. Sister Wei immediately took over Sang Xiaoyu's role and ordered five plates of meat. She also said that she was lucky to have arrived in time and asked for many more dishes and seasonings.
Sang Xiaoyu asked everyone to ask for a dish, so that everyone can enjoy their meal today.
Sister Wei quit and said she ordered all the food.
Only Zhao Chunling asked for a plate of luncheon meat, saying it was her favorite. Sang Xiaoyu asked several other people, but they all shook their heads and said it was casual, and did not even dare to look at Sister Wei.
The waiter took a note and wrote it down, then asked about the staple food, and Sister Wei said she would ask for it when the time comes.
The waiter left, and Sang Xiaoyu said that five plates were not enough. At least ten plates should be served first. One plate for each person would definitely not be enough, but there was really no space on the table.
Sang Xiaoyu saw that there were only two or three taels of meat on the plate, which was really not enough for everyone to share.
When Sister Wei saw that the dishes hadn't been served yet, she winked at Sang Xiaoyu and said, "Let's serve five plates first. If there's not enough, I'll ask for more."
In the factory, Sister Wei always spoke the right words, and the workers, including Zhao Chunling, were very dissatisfied and felt that she was taking the spotlight.
Sang Xiaoyu looked at her with a profound look, and didn't understand what she wanted to do, so he just let her do whatever she wanted.
After all the dishes were served, Sister Wei sat at the door and told the waiter that there was no need to come over if there was no need. We would take care of ourselves.
The pretty waitress said thank you, opened the door and left.
At this time, Sister Wei took out a large convenient bag of mutton slices from the big black bag she carried with her. The mutton slices were sealed in one small bag and three ounces in each small bag.
She whispered: "They are twice as expensive here, but we can't be fooled by them. This meat is also excellent."
Only then did everyone realize that she wanted to use other people's local ingredients and seasonings to season the meat.
At first, people didn't pay much attention to her, thinking she was just a bit opportunistic and she was just eating anyway.
The five plates of meat were quickly cleared, and Sister Wei's meat came in handy. As a result, not only Sang Xiaoyu, but also Sister Wei herself felt that this meat was incomparable to the meat just now.
The meat in the restaurant is smooth but not greasy, and has an excellent taste, while the meat bought in the store feels a bit rough and has no flavor when chewed. In Mandarin, it is too rough.
Dissatisfaction was on everyone's face. Only Sister Wei shouted that it was almost the same. She also said that the restaurant only used special things to soak the meat, while the store's was more hygienic and scientific.
Sang Xiaoyu's dissatisfaction had clearly risen in her heart, and she felt an indescribable helplessness about losing power.
Sister Wei is good in other aspects, but she likes to be arbitrary.