Before Yang Rui could 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 go to Pingjiang to attend the dance organized by Jielikang.

Invitations and dances from foreign companies are rare. Whether you like dancing or just curious people, there is nothing you don’t want to go when you receive the invitation.

Not only that, many people also try their best to get invitations from Jielikang. In places like Hedong, it is rare to have such a high-level gathering.

Yang Rui was also very curious about the current high-end venues. He came to Pingjiang Hotel early and stayed in a suite opened by Jielikang Company.

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

When you meet a foreigner, you don’t need to go up to orders, and the waiters at Pingjiang Hotel will stand straight. As the saying goes, quiet as if the virgin is moving like a rabbit, your attitude is also extremely friendly and you will always respond to your request.

When you meet Chinese people, the waiters at Pingjiang Hotel will naturally become lazy. Of course, the leading cadres specifically stated on Shangfeng are different, but that's all.

No matter how much training is, it is impossible to train this attitude.

In fact, Yang Rui could understand their ideas. The waiters in Pingjiang Hotel are all staff members of provincial enterprises and institutions. The people who live in the hotel may not necessarily be rural buzz from any township, so the waiters are naturally impatient to serve them.

This is like a salesperson in a senior store in later generations. He glanced at him with his eyes. If he found that the other party’s income was not as good as his and he did not have a strong desire to shop, he would definitely not serve him wholeheartedly. In contrast, these salespeople still have commissions and have not yet been organized.

Yang Rui could understand it, but it did not mean that everyone could understand it. A woman living on the same floor roared at the top of her throat: "Hey, why haven't you brought hot water yet?"

“The hot water hasn’t been boiled yet.”

"I just saw that all your people have gone to the back building, why didn't the burning work?" An elder sister, who was obviously a tomboy, walked out of the door barefoot and stood in the aisle and shouted.

The waiter in the foreign-related hotel was not for nothing. He quickly adjusted his posture and scolded: "The people living in the back building are all foreign guests. Can you compare?"

"It's all human, why can't we compare?"

"You also said that they are all humans, why do you want me to bring them to you? You can't go to the boiler room to pick them up?"

"Hey, how do you talk? Are you a waiter or I am a waiter."

"Now it's new China, and people are equal. Since that's the case, why should I serve you? The leader also said that everyone is a revolutionary masses, but the division of labor is different. I fill the water kettle. I can give it to any room I like. Do you have to take care of it? Are you my leader?"

Yang Rui listened with great interest. The waiter said it was quite interesting in the first half, but in the second half, it was quite contemporary.

The lethality of the tomboy in 1983 was only that, and his voice was not as sharp as it was at the beginning. The channel was dropped: "There are only a few people living in the back building. Do you carry all the kettles? Can they use them all? Can't you send a few kettles first?"

"When the foreign guests use up, the empty kettle will be delivered here, making a noise, do you know what patriotism is?" The waiter still held his neck with no sign of weakness.

The woman also raised her momentum again and shouted: "You are patriotic when you send the kettle to the back building? You are traitorous!"

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

The waiter was not afraid, but his young and light face stared at his big eyes, looked around for a while, and shouted: "What's the name? I don't want water anymore, right? If you have the strength, just pick up the water in the room. Do you want to use it if you like it!"

Yang Rui felt that he was in Monkey Mountain. The waiter was the Monkey King. The barefoot tomboy was challenging the monkey. When there was hope for the challenge, the monkeys expressed their loyalty. As a result, the Monkey King screamed with a big move, and the monkeys surrendered again.

Challenge Monkey was also very excited. Seeing the waiter leaving regardless of one, two or three, he couldn't help but curse: "A hotel with such a big size is short of so many kettles, I don't believe it."

"With too many kettles, will they have to make more water? When the water is cold, they have to change it. The boiled water room also costs coal. When I came a few years ago, there were four kettles in a room at Pingjiang Hotel, and now there is only one left and it is not placed in the room." A man in a striped suit said conspicuously as if he was staying in a hotel often, then turned back to the room, turned on the radio, and listened squeakingly.

There are only radios in the hotel rooms now, and suites are no exception. Of course, the back floors where foreign guests live are slightly different, all with 9-inch and 12-inch TVs.

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

Yang Rui is also so handsome. From a young girl to a middle-aged woman, she is willing to talk a few more words when she sees it.

Yang Rui was idle, so he stood at the door and smiled and said, "I came alone, and someone helped pay the room fee."

Pingjiang Hotel is the best local hotel in Pingjiang. The room rate is sky-high for ordinary people. Ordinary rooms cost about ten yuan a night, suites cost twenty or thirty yuan. The back house for foreign guests is even more expensive. It only charges foreign exchange coupons, which cost nearly 100 yuan a night. However, there are rare air conditioners and heating at this time. The heating burns when no one lives there, and there is no other closing valve. So the hotel that charges so much money quickly entered the loss mode.

In contrast, a better guesthouse in Pingjiang only costs a few dollars per room, and most of them can be shared with people, that is, four beds or three beds in a room, and one dollar per person on average, even less living in a large bed. Of course, the guesthouse cannot expect ** bathroom and 24-hour hot water.

Therefore, although the Pingjiang Hotel is still not as good as the two- and three-star hotels in 30 years, it can still meet the basic requirements. If you relax and ignore the waiter's bad attitude, you will live in a comfortable place. At least, the suite area of ​​60 or 70 square meters is larger than that of the houses of many leading cadres.

The tomboy sister looked at Yang Rui up and down and asked, "Where are you from? What are you doing when you come to Pingjiang alone?"

"I'm not a spy, sister." Yang Rui smiled bitterly. Now when meeting strangers, the most annoying thing is being interrogated. People have a hobby of digging their roots and it is not concealed. It really makes Yang Rui, who pays attention to the *, really bothered him very much.

"You'll call me Sister Han. Just call me Sister, so I think we are really siblings. My son is almost as old as you. Even if he looks like his father, he will not be as white as you."

Yang Rui said obediently: "Sister Han."

"What's your name?"

"Yang Rui."

“What are you doing?”

"You've become interrogative again."

"If you don't interrogate, don't interrogate, you're such a weird thing..."

"You are not a few years older than me, so why did I become a doll?" Yang Rui rolled his eyes.

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

"He's quite young." Yang Rui said according to her words. He had fought against the waiter. Although he was defeated, he was still honored. He should be a tough aunt.

Sister Han smiled and said, "At a young age, I am quite good at talking. By the way, can anyone prepare your dinner? If you are alone, it is better to have something delicious with my elder sister."

"Eat for free?"

"Don't be embarrassed. The foreign company's party is eaten casually, do you know? It's like lunch meat, which is served up one by one, and you can eat whatever you want." Sister Han said and swallowed her saliva first.

Regardless of the living conditions of people nowadays, just "eating casually" is enough to attract people.

It was also so tempting at the beginning of the buffet.

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

However, just thinking about the lunch meat that rushed into the crowd, Yang Rui immediately had a new understanding of the nature of the dance party. Dancing was obviously for the purpose of digesting food.

In such an occasion, how could someone really dance? They would find a way to move unless they were so full that they could not eat.

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

"I am the director of Tianjin Pharmaceutical Factory No. 3 and our mayor in charge. He lives in the back building."

"You are the factory manager, so awesome."

"What's so amazing? We are just a small factory with more than 100 people." Although more than 100 people in the pharmaceutical and biological industries are no longer small, the scale judgment in China is unified. When there are tens of thousands of people in the next factory, the factory with more than 100 people can only be called a small factory.

"Tianjin Pharmaceutical Factory No. 3..." Yang Rui began to think about it.

In my impression, Jielikang also has investments in Tianjin, which has always been a key point for Yang Rui to use in negotiations with foreign trade with the State Medical.

However, Yang Rui didn't know which factory Jelikan invested or which factory to cooperate with.

Sister Han didn't mean to keep it secret and said carelessly: "It's just a small factory. Factory one is born from the legitimate factory, Factory two is born from the concubine, and Factory three is born from the girl in the house."

Yang Rui laughed out loud: "Didn't you say there is a supervisor following?"

"This is the first time I've followed him on a business trip. As a result, you see, I live in the back building, and I live in the front building."

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

Sister Han nodded and stared at her eyes widened: "How do you know? I didn't say anything about Jielikang."

Yang Rui smiled shyly: "I also got the invitation from Jielikan."
Chapter completed!