Chapter 324
After eating, Jiang Xiaobai and Liu Jian sent Professor Zhang, and Wang Xiaojun returned to school.
"Okay, no need to deliver it. You have something to do with you. If I have news about the production equipment, I will contact you." Professor Zhang waved his hand and said.
"Okay," Jiang Xiaobai replied, turning his head and looking at Wang Xiaojun and said: "You can contact our educated youth who is going to school in the capital, and then set a time and we will get together."
Wang Xiaojun nodded and said, "Okay, Brother Xiaobai, I'll contact 7."
After giving instructions to Wang Xiaojun, Jiang Xiaobai and Liu Jian left.
It was three o'clock in the afternoon when he returned to the guest house of Normal University. After a short rest in the guest house, Jiang Xiaobai was called by Song Weiguo.
"Little Bai, it's almost time, it's time to go."
"Okay, I'll clean up a little bit." Jiang Xiaobai said as he got up and changed his clothes.
Four people and two bicycles set off toward the Xidan Hotel. Because it was a clothing factory, Liu Jian did not go and stayed at the guest house.
At 6 o'clock in the evening, just a quarter past five, Jiang Xiaobai and others stopped the car at the entrance of the hotel.
Although the bicycles at this time are no different from the later generations of Mercedes-Benz and BMW, but at this time, there will be no doormen in the hotel to help park the self-confident car.
There is that kind of doorman service that is capitalism and does not respect the working people.
"Take a good look at the bicycle." Jiang Xiaobai confessed to the guard, and then walked into the hotel with the three of them.
In the center of the hotel, a large electric fan was spinning whirring, and a few staff members wearing gray systems sat lazily on stools.
I don’t know what to do or fix the stool. Several people gathered around, one started to fix things, the other helped with tools, and the other was instructing.
If you are not in this era, it is hard to imagine that just to repair a stool, you need three people, but this is the style of state-owned enterprise workers in this era.
The staff of the hotel saw Jiang Xiaobai and others coming in. They just raised their eyes and continued to work on themselves, but no one took care of them.
Jiang Xiaobai remembered that in his previous life, there were news reports that laid-off workers were asked to set up stalls, but the laid-off workers went there instead, and all they had to do was chat and wear sweaters.
Someone comes to buy things, don’t talk about the service attitude, it just ignores answers at all, and even quarrels with customers.
This mentality cannot be changed overnight.
"Sister, I want a private room." Jiang Xiaobai walked to the bar and said, looking at the middle-aged woman who was sitting behind the bar and knitting a sweater. Seeing the look of the sweater, it should be finished before winter.
"If you order any private room, you can just eat in the lobby."
The middle-aged woman looked up and looked at Jiang Xiaobai sideways and said.
A wry smile appeared at the corner of Jiang Xiaobai's mouth, took out his student ID from his pocket, and said.
"Sister, I’m a student of the National Normal University, this is my uncle. I have made an appointment to invite the deputy director of the street to dinner. I want a quieter private room. You can help me."
The middle-aged woman looked at Jiang Xiaobai’s student ID, her cold face showed a smile, and when Jiang Xiaobai talked about the deputy director of the street, she smiled even more.
"College student, you told my sister earlier, let's go, sister will take you there."
The middle-aged woman finally put down more than half of the sweater in her hand and walked out from behind the bar.
As for whether Jiang Xiaobai is lying, it must be impossible. How could a college student be a liar.
"Come on, just this table, how about it? It's big enough and spacious enough. Sister will help you turn on the electric fan to keep it cool."
"Okay, thank you sister." Jiang Xiaobai looked well-behaved and shy.
Wait until 5:45, Jiang Xiaobai ordered dishes and wine first.
Then took Song Weiguo and others out and waited at the door.
At 5:50, a police car stopped in front of the hotel, and a middle-aged man in a white half-sleeved shirt and a young man got out of the car.
No need to introduce, everyone knows who is the leader. The middle-aged man walks unhappily. The young man holds a purse and is always half a step behind the middle-aged man.
"Xiao Bai, this is the person I was looking for at the prison. His name is Wu Guofeng. He is a director, but I don’t know what the director is."
Song Weiguo tilted his head slightly and introduced Jiang Xiaobai in a low voice.
Jiang Xiaobai nodded lightly, and looked at the man opposite, about forty or fifty years old, a pair of black leather shoes bright and black.
At first glance, he is no ordinary person. Some people say that what a man looks like depends on his shoes. For the middle-aged man in front of him, a pair of bright black leather shoes.
will definitely not be ordinary people, ordinary people don’t say whether they can wear leather shoes, but they can wear leather shoes.
also cannot be spotless, indicating the main activity area of the man in front of him.
Above is a pair of black suit pants, and then a white shirt. Jiang Xiaobai can see that the shirt is not new, but it is still white.
The Seven-point head is the most popular in this era. The comb is meticulous, and the sideburns on the temples are slightly white, and you can't see it if you don't pay attention.
With a pair of black-framed eyes on his face, his expression is a bit deep and a touch of majesty.
While Jiang Xiaobai was looking at Wu Guofeng, Wu Guofeng was also looking at Jiang Xiaobai.
He met Song Weiguo, and he knew he was the director of the joint venture factory below.
On the side, Zhou Guomin and Li Xiaoliu stood slightly behind, and the expressions on their faces did not look like the main ones.
Standing in the middle is a young student looking like a student. According to the position, this should be the most important person among them.
And Song Weiguo tilted his head just now, it should be to introduce his identity.
Yes, as I said before, the young man who originally proposed the joint venture will come today.
But this is too young, no, compared with myself, this is because the hair is not even growing.
Thinking of this, Wu Guofeng sighed softly in his heart. It seemed that his thoughts were about to be put on hold.
Of course, this was originally a bold idea, and it was reluctantly passed at the meeting, but if Jiang Xiaobai was so young, it is estimated that more people would oppose it.
Just take it on a whim and think of other ways.
(End of this chapter)