Rebirth of the Age of Wealth

Chapter 339 Gift Words

"Chairman, how about I have dinner with Sister Hui and Auntie tonight? This place is relatively close to my home, I am familiar with it, and I know a better restaurant!"

"The food they cook is also Tan's cuisine. Although it is not as good as the Jingcheng Hotel in terms of pedigree, the taste is definitely not worse than there. Everyone who knows me goes there to eat Tan's cuisine!" Tong Jiajia recommended herself.

Tong Jiajia and Liu Jinhui are already very familiar with each other. When Liu Jinhui was working as an agency, Tong Jiajia was the elder sister and the younger sister when she bought a house. Later, when she started working with Li Weidong, she never changed her mind. Wouldn't it be stupid to change her mind again? They all tried their best to get closer.

As for the relationship, calling her sister is much more cordial than calling her sister-in-law Mr. Liu.

Li Weidong glanced at Liu Jinhui. If she was willing, Li Weidong would naturally have no objection, and the taste of Tan's cuisine was relatively mild and more suitable for pregnant women.

"Thank you then!" Liu Jinhui said with a smile. She also knew what Tong Jiajia meant. Refusing would be disrespectful, and she always wanted to eat.

"Sister, why are you so polite to me? Even though the restaurant is not big, the food is very delicious and I know the boss well, so you can feel free to eat!" Tong Jiajia said quickly.

"There is still such a place, so let's go, Xiaomiao, you two go together!" Li Weidong said with a smile.

From the late Qing Dynasty to the present, nearly a hundred years of history has gone through many social turmoils. It is said that the inheritance of Tan's cuisine has not been interrupted, but no one can guarantee that it has not been left out. The master leads the apprentice, and the apprentice passes it on to his disciples, and no one knows that the inheritance has been passed down.

How many generations has it been?

As long as you don't use the Tan's Cuisine label without knowing it, no one will probably cause trouble. And later on, there are Tan's Cuisine restaurants in many places. Who can guarantee the authenticity of this thing?

Since Tong Jiajia dared to recommend it, it would definitely be good. Li Weidong didn't know when his Four Seasons Hotel would open in the capital, and the date for his bet with Guo Huai was coming soon.

The remaining people were a little regretful when they learned that they could not have dinner with Li Weidong. At the same time, they were envious of Tong Jiajia's luck. Unfortunately, she has gender advantages and cannot force this.

When he was about to get off work, Li Weidong called again to confirm the address, and then he and Ding Yuan set off in a relatively low-key Audi. Although Audi cars are not cheap, there are a lot of them in the capital. This kind of car is for

Born in Beijing.

Although Ding Yuan has not lived in the capital for a long time, he can remember almost all the roads and alleys in the capital because of his profession. However, the changes in the past few years have been so great that he can only remember the approximate directions of some positions. Asked questions along the way

It took several people to find it.

"Boss, it should be this place, right?" Ding Yuan said, looking at a courtyard with only a house number but no name.

This is a relatively quiet alley in Houhai. The alley is also very small. You have to turn around several times to drive in. Looking at the courtyard door with a lantern hanging at the door, Li Weidong also hesitated.

However, thinking that the water in the capital is very deep and there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, some people just like this tune and pursue the aroma of wine without fear of deep alleys and good food without fear of no one coming, so they still nodded.

"There are a lot of good cars parked here, and the house number is correct. It should be about the same. Please pull over and let's go down and take a look!"

Before Ding Yuan's car had parked, a young man dressed as a waiter from a TV series walked out of the gate.

"You two gentlemen are here to dine. Do you have a reservation?"

His accent sounds like he's from the old Beijing, but judging by his demeanor, if Li Weidong said no, the car probably wouldn't be able to stop. Are all private restaurants now so awesome?

"Yes, Mr. Tang made an appointment!" Li Weidong said in a calm tone, without fuss.

"Hello, hello, welcome to Hejia Restaurant. Mr. Tang is already here. Just park your car here. No police will come to inspect this place. I guarantee you will not violate the rules!"

These words are more arrogant, and the smell in the tone makes people feel that this store has a big background.

Ding Yuan carried a bag, locked the car, pulled the door, and then turned around and followed Li Weidong. The waiter said again: "Sir, don't worry, this place is safe!"

He is simply a talkative person, but the people in the capital love this, and they will talk a few words happily when they have nothing to do.

After entering the courtyard, I realized that the He family's private kitchen might be really good. This courtyard alone is worth a lot of money, and the decoration is even more exquisite. If there weren't a few waiters serving the dishes, it would be more like a family courtyard of a wealthy family.

Li Weidong followed the waiter through two courtyards before arriving at the door of a house. The people inside seemed to hear a sound. The door opened from the inside, and it was Tang Zhenhua.

"I'm so sorry, I'm late, I'm late!" Li Weidong said apologetically when he saw Tang Zhenhua.

Just say sorry. There is no need to explain the reasons. They are not ordinary people, and explanations are meaningless.

"It's my turn to apologize. This place is a bit remote, but his food is really good. He even cooked it for senior leaders before!" Tang Zhenhua said, holding Li Weidong's hand.

"Come in, come in, let me introduce you, this is Secretary Jin!" Tang Zhenhua pointed to a man next to him who was about fifty years old and said in a solemn tone.

Li Weidong was shocked when he heard this. He is still a secretary at such an old age. How can he be a simple person? Although he is a secretary, his rank is probably higher than that of Tang Zhenhua!

"Hello, Secretary Jin!" Li Weidong saw him extending his hand and shook his hand politely.

"Hello Comrade Weidong, I've heard your name several times and seen your photos. Today I finally saw you in person. I didn't expect that you are not only young but also talented. You are much more energetic than the photos!"

"You're flattered!" Li Weidong was a little shy. Not many people praised him for his good looks. Most people said that he was rich and talented.

"Old Tang, look at Comrade Weidong blushing. He is not as mature as you say!" Secretary Jin said with a hearty smile.

Li Weidong blushed even more. Although he didn't know the identity of the other party, he could only listen to this kind of joke.

Ding Yuan followed Li Weidong into the room and looked up quietly. After seeing Secretary Jin, his eyes suddenly froze. There were two young men standing upright in the room.

"Why, young man, you have seen me before, don't be nervous!" Secretary Jin looked at Ding Yuan with a smile and asked.

"I listened to your lectures!" Ding Yuan said with a salute.

"Yes, this job is not in vain after several years of hard training. Do it well!" Secretary Jin returned the favor and said.

"Put the things over there. You can go out first. There are meals in the next room!" Secretary Jin turned to the two young people and ordered.

The two of them simply put down their things, nodded to Li Weidong, said hello, and walked out.

Li Weidong vaguely guessed the identity of the secretary and signaled Ding Yuan to go out. He estimated that safety would be no problem in such an environment. No wonder the waiter at the door was so loud.

At this time, the drinks and dishes were served, and Tang Zhenhua made an excuse to go to the bathroom and never came back.

"Come and sit down, Comrade Weidong, I don't know if a few home-cooked dishes will suit your taste!" Secretary Jin invited Li Weidong to take a seat.

Li Weidong finally met the big leader. Ever since he vaguely guessed the identity of this person, he hinted that he should stay calm and that the Rebirth Clan was afraid of a ball.

It was mostly Li Weidong who talked most of the night. Li Weidong knew that Secretary Jin had asked the two young men to go out, and later Tang Zhenhua also went out on an excuse, so he had no worries.

I briefly talked about what happened after arriving at Handong Machinery Factory, and naturally left out the details of how to find a wife and how to have a child. As for the second child, I didn't mention a word about it.

Leaders definitely don’t want to know these things. It’s not good to know too much about trivial things. Whether to take care of them or not, doesn’t this create problems for leaders?

"Comrade Weidong, your experience in the past few years is richer than my experience in the past few decades. If it weren't for the real person in front of you, I would have thought you were writing a novel!"

Secretary Jin sighed after listening to Li Weidong's words.

"Secretary Jin, do you think I should get this labor medal?" Li Weidong asked tentatively. He didn't want to ask whether he should get it, but what to give him.

"You don't want to give it to me? I'm about to retire, and I haven't received such a high honor!"

Secretary Jin looked at Li Weidong with sharp eyes, and then said, "Don't worry, the leader said during the chat that this little kid doesn't want power or money, so just give it a name!"

Li Weidong didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It was too easy for him to get this medal, but the leader said so, so naturally he had to accept it. It is an elder who gives it to you and dare not refuse it!

"If you say so, I will report it to the leader. This is a gift from the leader!" Secretary Jin stood up, signaled that the banquet was over, and then handed Li Weidong a painting tube.

Li Weidong didn't know what was inside, but he still took it respectfully with both hands and said, "Thank you, leader!"

When he left the room, he happened to see Tang Zhenhua walking out of the room next to him, with a little apology in his eyes. Before that, he had not revealed any news to Li Weidong.

Ding Yuan and two other young people also came out of the room. Through the door, they could see that there was also a table inside, which was probably specially prepared for the secretary, bodyguard, and driver.

After waving goodbye to the two of them and seeing them get into the car, Li Weidong breathed a sigh of relief, got in the car and left.

Li Weidong held the painting tube in his hand and thought about it for a while but still didn't open it. He saw that the things given by the leader must not be bathed and burned with incense first.

"Xiao Ding, how many years have you been in the army?" Li Weidong asked curiously.

"In four years, I was specially recruited into the army at the age of sixteen. I was injured a little and was discharged!" Ding Yuan hesitated before saying.

Li Weidong did not continue to ask. As for what kind of injury he suffered and how he was injured, it was probably a secret again. It would be useless to ask, as long as he knew that the person was reliable.

When we got back to the hotel, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening. Li Qian had already fallen asleep, and Liu Jinhui probably fell asleep too. Maybe the sound of opening the door woke her up again, so she came over wearing slippers.

"You're back, can I give you a cup of tea to sober up?"

"I woke you up. You go back to sleep. You didn't drink much wine. You're very energetic. There's no need to drink tea!" Li Weidong said energetically, but he didn't feel drunk at all.

Li Weidong put the painting tube on the desk in the living room and wanted to open it and take a look. After thinking about it, he went to the bathroom and took a shower.

When Li Weidong came out of the shower, Liu Jinhui had already made tea for Li Weidong and was sitting at the desk flipping through a magazine.

"How was the Tan's food you had today? Is it authentic?" Li Weidong asked, wiping his hair.

"Not bad, several dishes are very appetizing, moderately sweet and salty, and the environment is good, but the price is really not cheap!" Liu Jinhui took the towel and wiped Li Weidong's hair and said.

"This restaurant is not for ordinary people. It is about the taste and environment. Price is not an issue at all!"

"Yes, you are right, you know everything!" Liu Jinhui said angrily as she pressed hard on Li Weidong's head.

"A noble person gave me a gift today, do you want to open your eyes?" Li Weidong picked up the painting tube on the desk and said.

Li Weidong slowly opened the seal, and a roll of rice paper leaked out. Li Weidong carefully poured it out and slowly spread it out, revealing four large characters and several small characters.

“A clear conscience”

Four words, and a signature next to it.

Li Weidong read it silently and understood its meaning.

Liu Jinhui glanced at the signature, covered her mouth in surprise, and then looked at Li Weidong excitedly.

"You're going to meet today..."

"What are you thinking? Although your husband is very good, he is not qualified yet!" Li Weidong flicked Liu Jinhui's forehead and said with a wry smile.

"Then where did this word come from? Isn't it stolen?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Steal one for me and let me see. It was given to me. It's so beautiful. I have to frame it and hang it in the office when I get home!" Li Weidong sighed.

This trip was really not in vain. As long as he has a clear conscience, this is a rule for him to act. These rules can be big or small.

Liu Jinhui suddenly kissed Li Weidong, full of admiration. There are probably not many people in the world who can get this kind of calligraphy.

Li Weidong, who had been so excited that he didn't sleep all night, still got up very early the next day and was in good spirits. At breakfast in the hotel restaurant, Zhang Dongshuo walked up to Li Weidong and ate together.

"Chairman, according to the arrangement, a meeting will be held at Handong Hotel around nine o'clock, and then it will be rehearsal time in the afternoon. Can you please watch us for a while and then go over after breakfast?" Zhang Dongshuo asked in a low voice when he saw that Li Weidong had almost eaten.

"Okay, you just need to arrange a car. Find me a top-notch framer in the capital in the next two days. I want to frame a picture, and the price is not an issue!" Li Weidong solemnly ordered.

"Okay Chairman!" Zhang Dongshuo has only heard about this industry and has never been exposed to it. However, if the leader arranges it, he has to do it. As for how to do it, it is not the leader's concern.

After dinner, Xia Guoqiang and others were already waiting at the door of the restaurant. It seemed that they had not had enough fun yesterday.

"You should be busy with your own business. I don't need to accompany you here. Drop your work and come to accompany me. Do you think I should be happy or angry?" Li Weidong said after seeing them.

Chen Gu and others looked at each other in confusion after hearing this, not knowing how to talk to each other. They had a lot of work in hand, but if they didn't come to accompany the big boss, then they didn't want the work in hand. This truth only needs to be understood by those who are familiar with the rules of the workplace.

Everyone understands.

The meeting at nine o'clock was all from this province, and this was the first time we met Li Weidong. As a latecomer and so young, he was naturally a little excluded.

Fortunately, the meeting was not long. It mainly focused on explaining the meeting rules, how to enter, how to exit, when to applaud and when to be silent. You must remember the drum beats accurately.

What made Li Weidong a little regretful was that Li Weidong was not among those who came to the stage to receive the award. The one from Handong Province was a train driver in his fifties.

For someone as young as him, going up to the stage to receive an award would be like setting things on fire, but this is much better than in later generations. At least he can still take a group photo with the leader.

In a few years, most of these awards will be given out in each province, and many of them will not have to go to the Great Hall of the Capital. However, model workers will have this treatment, so there is still a big difference between once every five years and once a year.

It is more honorable to be a model worker.

Before lunch on the 30th, Li Weidong looked at his right hand and hesitated whether to wash his hands. Finally, he thought about it and just washed it. This experience is enough.

I just don't know if the moment when he shook hands with the leader was photographed. If so, he would have to find a way to get the photo, but there must be a photo of the group group photo, and it's not sure whether he can see himself clearly.

(End of chapter)