"Eighty daughter-in-law is sweet and sassy (
"Manager Gu isn't there?" The strange man said hesitantly, his accent was from the north, not a native of Shanghai.
"He's out on errands, what's the matter with you?"
Chu Qiao didn't know the man's background, so he was very careful in his words, for fear of saying the wrong thing.
"I'm Zheng Yuqiang from Hongchang Auto Parts Factory. I'm looking for Manager Gu for some business matters. I just called when there was no one in the office, so I made this call. Are you his lover?" The man introduced himself, but didn't say anything specific.
Chu Qiao frowned. The name Zheng Yuqiang was very unfamiliar, and she definitely didn't know it, but the name Hongchang Auto Parts Factory sounded strangely familiar. She must have heard it before, but she couldn't remember it for a while.
"Yes, I'm his lover. He's going home at about 5:30. If you're not in a hurry, I'll ask him to call you when he gets home, okay?"
"Okay, my phone number is..."
Zheng Yuqiang reported his phone number. Chu Qiao asked someone for a pen and paper and wrote it down. Then he said, "I live in the factory and can call me anytime."
"Okay, I'll let him fight when he comes back."
Chu Qiao said while recording, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Is your factory on Jiangshan Road? Have two big wolf dogs?"
She remembered that this Hongchang Auto Parts Factory was the one she had been to a few days ago. The old guard ate her five donkeys and rolled, and two fierce wolf dogs. She even left a business card that day.
Unexpectedly, there will be a follow-up, this Zheng Yuqiang will not want to buy a machine tool, right?
Chu Qiao's heart beat faster, and her throat was a little dry. Could it be that what she said to the janitor that day was heard by this Zheng Yuqiang?
The man's light laughter came from the microphone, and Zheng Yuqiang remembered what his father said to him, "That little girl is very timid, squatting at the entrance of our factory for a long time, staring at the big tiger and the little tiger, Even this rat dares to learn from others to sell machine tools, but the donkey rolls she makes are delicious and have your mother's craftsmanship."
Dahu and Xiaohu are two dogs raised by his father. They look fierce, but they are actually fierce. Usually, he only listens to his father's words, not to mention the little girl. Even he does not dare to approach the two dogs.
"Yes, my father praised that the donkey roll you made was delicious." Zheng Yuqiang laughed.
Chu Qiao blurted out just now, and felt a little regretful. After hearing this, she quickly understood that the gatekeeper who dared to love had a lot of background. No wonder she called. She was really a blind cat and a dead mouse that day.
"I brought too little that day. If your father likes to eat, I will cook more for him next time." Chu Qiao said with a smile, trying to get closer to this man.
Although I don't know Zheng Yuqiang's identity, it is obvious that he has a high status in Hongchang Auto Parts Factory if he can call him. He is probably the person in charge of purchasing machine tools.
Listening to this man's tone, he should be a dutiful son. Chu Qiao decided to go the parent's route. She just had a casual chat with the gatekeeper that day, and Zheng Yuqiang called. Obviously, the gatekeeper had the right to speak in front of Zheng Yuqiang. A good relationship can never go wrong.
"Will it be too much trouble?" Zheng Yuqiang was a little embarrassed.
After all, he was not familiar with it, and Gu Ye’s family background was not low. He asked his daughter-in-law to cook special food for his father. He was afraid that Gu Ye would have an idea in his heart, but since his father came to Shanghai, everything he ate was not to his taste. After a while, he could not find a suitable northern cook. Seeing that his father had reduced a lot, if the factory hadn't been inseparable from people, Zheng Yuqiang would have wanted his father to return to the capital.
Ever since he ate Chu Qiao's Donkey Roll that day, his father kept talking about it every day. Zheng Yuqiang went to a few pastry shops, but the old man was not satisfied with the Donkey Roll he bought, saying that it was not as delicious as that beautiful girl, and Chu Qiao took the initiative to mention it. Of course, Zheng Yuqiang could not ask for this.
Chu Qiao hurriedly said: "It's not troublesome, my husband and the children at home like to eat snacks. I make them almost every day, not specially for your father. It's really not troublesome."
"Then I'm welcome. My father talks about your donkey rolling every day. I went to buy a few shops, but they didn't suit the old man's wishes. He's from the capital, he's not used to the food here, and he can't find any good food. Chef, I'm very worried." Zheng Yuqiang rarely said what was in his heart, with guilt in his tone.
For his entrepreneurship, the old man went to a foreign land to toss at a young age. He couldn't eat well or sleep well. He was so unfilial, but apart from his own father, he really had no one else to trust, so he could only work hard for the old man.
Chu Qiao was overjoyed, she intuition that Zheng Yuqiang called, should be to buy a machine tool, otherwise she would not let her roll as a donkey, business people are very shrewd, and do not like to owe favor, if you don't buy a machine tool, Zheng Yuqiang Shouldn't accept her snacks.
"The food in Hucheng is thick oily red sauce, and the taste is sweet. Your father is from the north, so he must not be used to it. Like my father-in-law, whose ancestry is from the north, he has lived in Hucheng for decades, and he is still not used to it. In this dish, the old man likes to eat dumplings stuffed with green onions and meat, and he also likes to eat rolled noodles. With spicy oil, he can eat a large pot, and he only eats a few bites of this dish.”
Chu Qiao understands very well that people's tastes are really difficult to change. No matter where you live since childhood, your tastes are there. Even if you grow up and go to another place~, it is still difficult to change, and his hometown is always engraved in his bones. and mother's taste.
Like Mr. Gu, he still talks about the dumplings made by his old mother. Maybe the dumplings made by the old lady are not the best, but in Mr. Gu's heart, his mother's dumplings are definitely the most unique in the world.
"Yes, yes, my father also likes to eat dumplings stuffed with green onions and minced meat. He also likes to eat noodles with spicy oil. You and your father-in-law can eat a piece." Zheng Yuqiang seems to have found a bosom friend, and he and Chu Qiao can chat quite a bit. , and he was quite talkative, plus his father had a good impression of Chu Qiao, so he talked a lot without knowing it.
Chu Qiao knew what she liked to eat, she had no other skills, she was a little confident in cooking, and she could definitely grab the old man's stomach, so she said, "I have the opportunity to introduce my father-in-law and your father to know him. The two are about the same age, so they should be able to chat together."
"That's good. My father doesn't have any friends here. He doesn't know the place in life, so please bother."
Chu Qiao's proposal was right in Zheng Yuqiang's favor. Before he called, he had already investigated Gu Ye's family background. Mr. Gu is a veteran cadre and has a high status. It is very beneficial for him to set up a factory in Shanghai. Naturally I want my father to have a good relationship with Mr. Gu, and his father really has no friends here. He chats with two dogs every day, which makes him feel very sad.
"You are too kind. I was walking around in the industrial area that day, and I happened to chat with your father, and we could have a good chat. This is a rare fate, and your father and I can also chat very well. When I get a chance, I will definitely introduce him to my father-in-law." Chu Qiao carefully worded her words, not being too proactive, that would make Zheng Yuqiang feel that she was trying to curry favor.
Although she is indeed flattering others, she can't be too low-minded, and she has to grasp the proportions.