Rebirth of the Burning Era Chapter 17

In the human society, the money that should not be spent is not spent, and the guests who should be invited should still be invited.

When he got the reward, Liang Yifei earned it by his ability, but after all the money was approved by the factory leaders, and there were a lot of colleagues who were coaxing Liang Yicheng to treat him.

In addition, in order to go to school, Liang Yifei also asked Zhou Wanxin to help get a technical school graduation certificate. It was a favor. It happened that several media reports about the cannery came out today, so Liang Yifei simply bought Aunt Ping's small restaurant. , invited the factory leaders, cadres and a few well-connected colleagues to have a meal.

The title of the Binhai Daily is "Both inside and outside the city's canning factory, and achieved gratifying results"

The title of the Nanjiang Business Daily is "Ideas Buy Gold: Gold Ideas Worth 20,000"

The provincial daily has two headlines, one positive and one negative. The headline is "Wisdom is also a productive force" and the subheading is "Released prisoners re-invest in socialist construction and make a fortune by selling 'ideas'."

There is also a photo of Liang Yifei smirking while holding cash on stage.

With such a report, it can be regarded as a little fame, and the first step on the road of 'generating ideas' to make money,

He is famous, and the cannery is also famous. In the past few days, the inventory has been completely digested, and there are still many orders waiting in line for production.

Drinking is definitely something that depends on your mood. If you can come today, you will be in a good mood. If you speak shabby, even if you don't have food, you can drink all night just with these newspapers!

What's more, there are still dishes. Liang Yifei treats guests to dinner. He has never thought about saving money. Even if it is a small restaurant, the tables are full of big fish, big meat, smoke and wine, which is more expensive than the current wedding banquet for many people. Generous.

After a while, the smoke was filled with smoke, and each one of them drank red in the face.

Zhou Wanxin drank his face, his face was red and red, and he used the legendary chest-shattering boxing technique, slammed Liang Yifei with a fist, and said with a big tongue, "Yifei, you said, about the cannery in the back, You will always pay attention, and if you think of any good ideas, don't hide them."

Liang Yifei didn't want him to fall off the chair with a hammer.

Damn, the one-armed man, he must often use this hand to do bad things, otherwise, how can he be so powerful!

First dodged to the side, dodging the range of the one-armed man's long-armed attack, and then said, "In the future, we still have to develop new products, such as..." After a while, "such as making beverages, using the advantages of cannery to make pulp beverages. ."

In fact, it's just 'fruit orange'. This thing is very novel and is not yet available on the market. If the cannery is willing to transform, as long as the marketing strategy and internal management do not have too many problems, I dare not say anything else, and keep it for another ten years. Benefit is not an issue.

Liang Yifei is very clear about the current situation of the cannery. He said that the real management reform is difficult to reach the sky, and it will touch the interests of too many people. To change the accumulated disadvantages over the years, there is no way to start;

Relying on the "internal special supply", there is always a day when the freshness runs out;

As for canned food, it has been phased out gradually. According to the current path, starvation will not necessarily lead to starvation, but there is absolutely no great future.

Speaking of the massive transformation, Zhou Wanxin and the others were still a little hesitant.

After all, canned food is selling very well now, and it is still a bit risky to spend all the profits on purchasing machines and developing new products.

A thousand birds in the forest are worse than a bird in the hand.

"It's not in a hurry anyway, let's talk about it." Liang Yifei saw that the other party didn't seem to have much willingness to transform, so he didn't mention it in depth.

As for Lao Zhou, he helped himself to take the first step. He reciprocated, and gave him a free idea. He had his heart set, and I didn't care whether he needed it or not.

It was past ten o'clock in the evening, when the crowd dispersed, and the Liang family and their son stayed to settle the bill. This time, Aunt Ping did not refuse and accepted the money readily.

"Yifei, can you dance?" Aunt Ping suddenly asked for no reason.

"Huh?" Liang Yifei was slightly taken aback.

These days, entertainment activities are limited, and dancing is especially popular. One of the most fashionable things for young men and women in the factory after work is to dress up and go to the ballroom to dance ballroom dancing.

There are also many open-air dance venues in the city, one or two yuan per ticket. In the past two years, a relatively high-end entertainment venue has gradually emerged: dance halls.

Liang Yifei attended some so-called 'upper dance parties' in his last life.

In order to cope with the scene, he can be somewhat slow, slow three, slow four, fast three and fast four can see, tango or something, can barely walk a few steps.

Isn't Aunt Ping looking for her to dance?

Liang Yifei squinted his eyes. He really didn't pay much attention to it before. Now let's take a closer look. Although this Aunt Ping is not too young, about thirty-five, she is the age of a woman who is familiar with her charm.

What do you mean? Could it be that I made a mistake in my judgment before, Aunt Ping was not having trouble with the old man, but wanted to eat her own tender grass?

Well, this...hehehe...hehe...is it suitable?

Naturally, Aunt Ping couldn't think of these chaotic thoughts in the mind of this 'nineteen-year-old' young man. She glanced at Liang Yicheng who was sitting drinking tea, and said casually, "If you don't know, Aunt Ping will teach you, There are so many beautiful girls on the dance floor, maybe you can find someone else. At that time, call your dad and let him learn too."

Liang Yifei understood.

Oh, UU reading www.uukanshu.com originally meant this.

Even if I'm the number one male, I can't expect to grab a woman from the old man.

Looking back at my father, Aunt Chongping smiled and said in a low voice, "Auntie, I won't go, you teach my father to dance."

Aunt Ping immediately understood Liang Yifei's "hehe", and her face flushed slightly.

But she is also a happy person, she pursed her lips and smiled, and said carelessly: "Hey, what are you talking about, kid. You don't know your father, he is thin-skinned, let him go alone, he won't go. ."

Liang Yifei was also amused, and whispered, "These intellectuals are good at everything, but they like to put on airs, Aunt Ping, you don't care whether he goes or not, you are so beautiful, and you act like a spoiled brat and force him to go, are you afraid that he won't give in? "

No matter how happy Aunt Ping was in the scene, she couldn't take it down any more when she heard this. After all, it was still in the early 1990s and not so open.

Coquetry and submission, these words have too much impact on a middle-aged woman from a rural area.

He slapped his shoulders and slapped him, his eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Go, go, that brat is talking nonsense! Hurry up and take your dad home, look at what he drinks!"

When he got home, Liang Yifei helped Liang Yicheng, who had drank too high, onto the bed, wiped his face, took off his shoes and covered the quilt and fell asleep.

He walked to the living room and put a living incense on the portrait of 'Mom'.

"Auntie, you have a soul in the sky, don't blame me, my uncle Yicheng pulled the child to grow up by himself, and it has been ten years since he was in his early 40s, and he will have half a lifetime in the future. There must always be someone who knows what's hot and cold. I think that Aunt Ping is pretty good."

In the black-and-white photo, the young woman with the big braids smiled and looked at Liang Yifei without saying a word, and she didn't know if she was applauding this cheap son or if she was helpless.

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