Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

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Before Yang Rui had time to find someone, he soon had the opportunity to go to Pingjiang.

His old acquaintance Franky came to Hedong again and sent him an invitation letter, asking him to attend the dance organized by Zeneca in Pingjiang.

Invitations and balls from foreign companies are quite rare. Whether you like to dance or are just curious, if you receive an invitation, you will never refuse to go.

Not only that, many people also tried their best to get the invitation letter from Jielikang. In a place like Hedong, such a high-level gathering is still rare.

Yang Rui was also quite curious about the current high-end places, so he came to Pingjiang Hotel early and stayed in the suite opened by Zeneca.

Similar to the hotels he stayed in before, although the state-run Pingjiang Hotel has a great name as a foreign-related hotel, the actual hardware and software conditions are really lackluster. Especially the software conditions. Although Pingjiang Hotel organizes training for service personnel every year, their service methods for Chinese and foreigners are completely different.

When meeting foreigners, the waiters at Pingjiang Hotel will stand up straight without ordering from the peak. The so-called quietness is like a rabbit moving like a rabbit, and their attitude is also very kind and responsive.

When meeting Chinese people, the waiters at Pingjiang Hotel will naturally become lazy. Of course, the leading cadres specifically explained by Shangfeng are different, but that's all.

This kind of attitude problem, no amount of training can overcome it.

In fact, Yang Rui can also understand their thoughts. The waiters in the Pingjiang Hotel are all employees of the provincial enterprises and institutions. The people who live in the restaurant may not necessarily be country bumpkins from any town. Naturally, the waiters are impatient to serve them.

This is like a salesman in a high-end store in the future. If you glance at the other party's income and don't have a strong willingness to buy, you will definitely not serve wholeheartedly. In contrast, these salesmen still have a commission , has not been compiled yet.

Yang Rui can understand, but it doesn't mean that everyone can understand. A certain woman who lives on the same floor yelled at the top of her voice: "Hey, why hasn't the hot water been delivered yet?"

"The hot water is not ready yet."

"The people who just saw you all went to the back building, why didn't the fire finish?" An older sister who was obviously a woman came out of the room barefoot and stood in the corridor and shouted.

The waiter in the foreign hotel was not paid for nothing, so he quickly adjusted his posture and cursed: "The people in the back building are all foreign guests, can you compare?"

"They're all human, why can't they compare?"

"You also said that they are all human beings. Why do you want me to carry them to you? You can't go to the boiler room to carry them yourself?"

"Hey, how do you say it, are you the waiter or I am the waiter."

"It's New China now, and people are equal. If that's the case, why should I serve you? The leader also said that everyone is a revolutionary mass, but the division of labor is different. I fill the kettle with water, and I You can give it to whichever room you like, can you control it? Are you my leader?"

Yang Rui listened with great interest. The first half of what the waiter said was quite interesting, but the second half was replaced by sarcasm, which was quite contemporary.

The lethality of the female man in 1983 was limited to this, and the voice was not as crisp as it was at the beginning. The channel was lowered: "There are only a few people living in the back building. You carry all the kettles over. Are they used up? Just Can't you send a few pots over first?"

"When the foreign guests run out, the empty kettle will be brought over, noisy, do you know what patriotism is?" The waiter still held his neck high, without showing any weakness.

The woman also regained her momentum and shouted: "You are patriotic by sending all the kettles to the back building? You are traitorous!"

"Well said!" In the corridor, other guests who were waiting for the kettle to make tea and feet clapped their hands.

The waiter was happy and fearless, but with big eyes on his young face, he looked around and shouted: "What is it called? You don't want water anymore, do you? If you have the strength, just turn on the water room and fetch water. Whether you like it or not !"

Yang Rui only felt that he was in Monkey Mountain, the waiter was the monkey king, and the barefoot female man was the challenge monkey. He gave in again.

The challenge monkey was also irritated enough. Seeing the waiter leave regardless of one, two, three, he couldn't help cursing: "In such a big restaurant, there are only a few kettles missing, I don't believe it."

"There are too many kettles, so they have to fetch more water? When the water is cold, they have to change it, and the room costs coal to boil the water. When I came to Pingjiang Hotel a few years ago, there were four kettles in one room, but now there is only one left. Not in the room yet." A certain man in a striped suit, as if he often stayed in hotels, said something flamboyantly, then turned back to the room, turned on the radio, and listened to it.

Today's hotel rooms only have radios, and suites are no exception. Of course, the back buildings where foreign guests live are slightly different, they all have 9-inch and 12-inch TVs.

The woman muttered twice, turned her head to see Yang Rui, and suddenly asked curiously: "Student, are you here with your parents?"

It's also Yang Rui who is so handsome. From a little girl to a middle-aged woman, they are willing to chat more when they see it.

Yang Rui was also idle, so he stood at the door and said with a smile, "I came alone, and someone will help pay the room fee."

Pingjiang Hotel is the best hotel in Pingjiang. The room rate is sky-high for ordinary people. A normal room costs about 10 yuan a night, and a suite costs 20 to 30 yuan. The back building for foreign guests is even more expensive, and only accepts foreign exchange The voucher costs nearly a hundred yuan a night, but there are rare air conditioners and heaters at this time, and the heater burns even when no one is staying, and there is no separate closing valve, so that restaurants that charge so much money quickly enter loss mode.

In contrast, in the better guest houses in Pingjiang, a room costs only a few dollars, and most of them can be shared with others, that is, a room with four or three beds costs about one yuan per person on average. Pave less. Of course, guest houses cannot expect independent toilets and 24-hour hot water.

Therefore, although the current Pingjiang Hotel can’t keep up with the two-star hotel 30 years later, it can still meet the basic requirements. If you relax your mind and ignore the bad attitude of the waiters, you can live comfortably, at least sixty or seventy. The size of the suite is larger than the houses of many leading cadres.

The female elder sister looked Yang Rui up and down, and asked, "Where are you from, what are you doing in Pingjiang alone?"

"I'm not a spy, big sister." Yang Rui smiled wryly. Nowadays, when meeting strangers, the most annoying thing is to be interrogated. People have a hobby of inquiring, and they don't hide it. It really annoys Yang Rui, who pays attention to privacy.

"Call me Big Sister Han. Just calling me Big Sister makes people think that we are really siblings. My son is almost as old as you. Even if he looks like his father, with three coats of oil, he is not as fair as you."

Yang Rui said obediently: "Sister Han."

"what's your name?"

"Yang Rui."

"What are you here for?"

"You've become an interrogator again."

"No interrogation, no interrogation, you doll is very strange..."

"You're not a few years older than me, why did I become a doll." Yang Rui rolled his eyelids.

Sister Han was happy when she heard it, touched her face and said, "Why aren't you a few years older? I'm already 40 years younger. In two years, I will marry my eldest daughter, and I will be able to hold my grandson safely." ...do I look very young?"

"It's quite young." Yang Rui followed her words. She fought against the waiter, and even though she lost, she was an honorable defeat. She should be a tough aunt.

Sister Han smiled and said: "You are young, you can talk. By the way, is there someone preparing your dinner? If you are alone, why don't you come and eat delicious food with me."

"Eating?"

"Don't be embarrassing, the foreign company's party, you can eat whatever you want, you know? It's like luncheon meat, plate by plate, you can eat whatever you want." Sister Han swallowed first.

Regardless of the current living conditions of people, just "eating whatever you want" is enough to attract people.

At the beginning of the buffet, it is also so tempting.

Yang Rui then confirmed that this person was also attending the Celica dance, although Sister Han's focus was on the food at the dance.

However, just thinking about the plates of luncheon meat rushing into the crowd, Yang Rui suddenly had a new understanding of the nature of the dance party. Dancing is obviously for digestion.

On such an occasion, how could anyone really go dancing, unless they were too full to eat, they would find a way to move.

Then, Yang Rui thought of the identity of the other party, so he simply asked: "What does Sister Han do, she can attend the party of foreigners."

"I'm the factory director of Tianjin No. 3 Pharmaceutical Factory, and I came with our mayor in charge. He lives in the back building."

"You are the factory manager, you are amazing."

"What's so great, we are a small factory with more than 100 people." Although in the pharmaceutical and biological industries, more than 100 people is no longer a small scale, but the domestic scale judgment is uniform. At that time, a factory with more than 100 people could really only be called a small factory.

"Tianjin Third Pharmaceutical Factory..." Yang Rui thought about it.

In my impression, Zeneca also invested in Tianjin, which was always a key point that Yang Rui used in the negotiation with TCM Foreign Trade.

However, Yang Rui is not clear about which factory Zeneca invested in or cooperated with.

Sister Han didn't mean to keep it secret, and said carelessly: "It's just a small factory. The first factory is born by the concubine, the second factory is born by the concubine, and our third factory is born by the housekeeper."

Yang Rui burst out laughing: "Didn't you say that there are supervisors following you?"

"It's the first time I've been on a business trip with him, and you see, he lives in the back building, and I live in the front building."

"Are you here to negotiate investment with Zeneca?" Yang Rui naturally had this idea.

Sister Han nodded, then stared wide-eyed: "How do you know? I didn't mention Celica."

Yang Rui smiled shyly: "I also got the invitation letter from Zeneca."

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