dkrc Chapter 33 What's so great about that Xiao Gao that makes him worth your time...?
Chapter 33 What's so great about that Xiao Gao that makes him worth your time...?
Zhang Chengfei wasn't a petty person, and besides, these days the saying "colleagues are colleagues, but not friends" isn't popular.
In this era, how well you are treated at work can also affect your career progress and promotion.
not to mention……
His gaze fell on the group of people outside the door, and he smiled, "If you're going to treat us, then treat us. Tonight I'll treat everyone to dinner, hot pot with lamb, how about that?"
Xiao Ke shouted, "What else is there to say? Let's go to Donglaishun!"
Old Tian shouted from outside the door, "Donglaishun is too expensive. Xiao Zhang just graduated and doesn't have much of a foundation. If you ask me, we should go to Meishi Street in Qianmen. The popular hot pot there is also delicious, and the price is only half that of Donglaishun."
Da Liu nodded in agreement: "Old Tian really knows how to manage money."
Xiao Ke readily agreed: "Then let's have a popular hot pot restaurant. I'll bring a pound of loose liquor tonight, and we'll drink until we drop."
Director Ma waved his hand dismissively: "A pound? Are you raising fish? I'll bring the wine, Xiao Ke, you don't need to bring anything."
With the itinerary finalized, the group began discussing what time to meet.
Zhang Chengfei looked at Lao Tai with a smile and asked him what time he would arrive.
Old Tai put down his pencil: "You guys go ahead, I'm not going."
Before Zhang Chengfei could say anything more, Xiao Ke nudged him with his elbow: "Team Leader Tai never attends team dinners."
Zhang Chengfei gave up, and finally, everyone agreed to meet at 6:30 pm.
The get off work bell rang on time, but Zhang Chengfei did not go home. Instead, he went straight to the Laodaokou Supply and Marketing Cooperative.
The steel rolling mill was a large factory with tens of thousands of employees. It had its own primary school, hospital, junior high school, and bathhouse for its employees' children. The Laodaokou Supply and Marketing Cooperative also served the factory's workers and their families, and in a sense, it was also part of the steel rolling mill.
Eating instant noodles all the time is boring, so Zhang Chengfei plans to buy a stove and matching kitchen utensils so he can cook for himself every morning and evening.
He had just turned from Gulou East Street into Shoubi Hutong when he saw the chubby Zhao Xu blocking a girl with a high ponytail, whispering something to her.
The girl seemed unwilling to get entangled with him or speak to him, and wanted to walk past him.
But Zhao Xu, that shameless bastard, just kept blocking her way. If the girl went right, he went right too; if she went left, he went left too.
Finally, the girl completely lost her temper: "Zhao Xu, have you no shame? Are you trying to force me to tell your father?"
These words had a certain deterrent effect. Zhao Xu reluctantly stepped aside, and the girl snorted coldly, treading on her little leather shoes and swinging her braid as she walked away.
Taking advantage of the moment the girl brushed past him, Zhang Chengfei secretly observed her. She had a good figure, high cheekbones, many freckles on her face, and a dark complexion. Overall, she was not as good-looking as Nie Lan, and even compared to Sister Xie, she was not quite as attractive.
Although Zhao Xuren stepped aside, his eyes kept following the girl's movements, and he thus discovered Zhang Chengfei's presence.
Watching the girl leave the alley, he slowly walked up to Zhang Chengfei: "Brother, what brings you here?"
"I live in Nanluoguxiang in the south. I just wanted to go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy something, so I came all the way here."
"Going to the supply and marketing cooperative?" Zhao Xu asked, intrigued. "Is it the Laodaokou Supply and Marketing Cooperative?"
Seeing Zhang Chengfei nod, he volunteered to take him there. Zhang Chengfei was a little confused: "I know the way."
"I don't care if you know him or not!" The chubby boy put his arm around Zhang Chengfei's shoulder. "You saw what happened just now, right?"
"You mean you're shameless for harassing that girl?"
"Go to hell! I already know Gao Fang." Zhao Xu told Zhang Chengfei that he and Gao Fang lived in the same compound.
"I've liked her for many years, but she just doesn't feel the same way about me. After she graduated from junior high school, she was assigned to the Laodaokou Supply and Marketing Cooperative. I kept pestering her at home, trying to get my dad to arrange for me to get in too."
"And the result?" Zhang Chengfei pressed.
"So I ended up being assigned to the technical department of the machine factory, what else can I do?" The chubby guy rolled his eyes at Zhang Chengfei. "Even though we don't work together, I'm not discouraged. I don't have many other strengths, just one: I'm extremely loyal."
Zhang Chengfei finally understood. So this guy wanted to go to the supply and marketing cooperative with him because he wanted to create more opportunities to contact Gao Fang.
but……
"Bro, can you tell me what's so great about this Xiao Gao? Why are you so infatuated with him for so many years?"
Zhao Xu glanced at him: "I know what you want to say. You just want to say that Gao Fang isn't pretty, right? But let me tell you, I'm not a superficial person. What I like is Gao Fang's scent."
"Smell?" Zhang Chengfei was even more puzzled.
"Yes. From the first time I met her, I felt that Gao Fang smelled the same as my mother." At this point, Zhao Xu suddenly became a little sad.
He grew up in an orphanage. In his memory, his parents were busy with their demanding work and rarely spent time with him. Occasionally, when his mother held him, she smelled like that.
In 1944, his mother sacrificed her life on the front lines. After the victory, his father brought him to work in Beijing when he was only nine years old.
In that army compound, he met Gao Fang for the first time and smelled her scent for the first time.
As a child, Zhao Xu was very superstitious and believed that Gao Fang was his mother reincarnated. When he grew up and fell in love, he devoted himself to pursuing Gao Fang.
"Ah, this..." After listening to Zhao Xu's story, Zhang Chengfei felt a mix of emotions and didn't know what to say.
Finally, he simply patted Zhao Xu on the shoulder and said that he would take him with him whenever he came to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy things.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Xu immediately called him a good brother and said that since his brother was so loyal, he would also help out.
"Whatever you buy later, I'll pay!"
Zhang Chengfei laughed loudly: "Alright, then you can hold it up!"
The two walked into the supply and marketing cooperative side by side. Inside, there was a dazzling array of goods and quite a few girls, all of whom were prettier than Gao Fang.
But Zhao Xu didn't look to the side, heading straight for the counter where Gao Fang was.
Gao Fang's eyes widened, and she screamed, "Zhao Xu, are you never going to stop? Do you really want me to report your dad?"
In an instant, all the eyes of the sales staff and customers in the supply and marketing cooperative turned to look at it.
Zhang Chengfei quietly distanced himself from the chubby boy, pretending not to know him.
Zhao Xu stared at everyone without any embarrassment: "This is working hours. I am a member of the public who came to buy things. Please, sales clerks, have some professionalism."
Gao Fang blushed with anger and glared at him without saying a word.
Zhao Xu remained calm: "Comrade, could you please bring me a honeycomb briquette stove, a ladle, a spatula, two bowls, four plates, and a pair of chopsticks?"
Zhang Chengfei quietly added from behind, "The stove needs to be large, and we also need to add a flue pipe to the stove."
Gao Fang's impatient gaze shifted over, but the moment she saw Zhang Chengfei's face clearly, her expression suddenly changed, and she spoke again, her voice soft and delicate:
"Comrade, how many meters of exhaust pipe do we need?"
Zhao Xu scratched his head: "Gao Fang, did you stuff a slipper up your throat?"