After rebirth, I became a great master

Chapter 276 Be Careful When Grinding Eggs

It's the weekend, and it's also the winter solstice.

Go home and eat dumplings.

The alleyway here is slightly different from the traditional harbor culture; every household here eats dumplings.

Traditionally, people living in harbors don't eat dumplings during the Lunar New Year.

"Mom and Dad, I'm back."

Zhou Haoran returned home with bags and packages.

In the small "living room" of the house, there was a round table, and my parents were making dumplings.

My dad was very serious. He grunted and glanced at his hand. "Why are you buying things for the house again? Didn't I tell you not to buy anything? We don't need anything."

"Isn't it enough that your son is filial?" the mother retorted, smiling at her son. "Don't listen to your father!"

Dad said in a deep voice, "It's not good for the neighbors to see us coming back with so many bags and packages every time."

"What's wrong?"

My mom thinks he's making trouble out of nothing.

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "Dad, you're right, but these things... they weren't bought for you."

"what?"

Mom was slightly taken aback and looked carefully at what he was holding.

Two bottles of Wuliangye liquor.

Several packs of Zhonghua cigarettes.

Other products include tea, bird's nest, and donkey-hide gelatin.

They are all very valuable.

That must have cost a lot of money!
Mom looked confused. "Wasn't it bought for me and your dad?"

Zhou Haoran casually found a place to sit down, yawned and said, "Let's have dinner early in a bit. I'll just eat a little bit. Then I'll go to Sister Suiqing's house for dinner."

"The Qiao family?"

Mom blinked, sensing something amiss, and glanced at the child's father.

My dad said calmly, "Then let's cook it now, and go over there as soon as we're done eating."

Soon, the dumplings were cooked and ready to eat.

"Dad, what's the situation with your factory right now?"

Zhou Haoran asked the question seemingly casually.

"improvise."

My dad never served in the military, but he was taught by my grandfather to have a very military bearing. He always sits with his back straight, but his tone is always melancholy.

Zhou Haoran encouraged him, "Dad, a stamping worker like you has the skills, you can go anywhere! Even if this factory goes out of business, other factories will be eager to hire you! If you ask me, you could even work for SAIC!"

"SAIC?" Dad chuckled. "There is a machinery factory under SAIC outside the city, but what kind of organization is that? Can just anyone get in? Even if you know the county magistrate, it won't work!"

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "Dad, give me a resume later and I'll submit it for you. Maybe SAIC will notice it and hire you? Your current machinery factory is barely making ends meet and will go bankrupt sooner or later! You need to find a way out as soon as possible."

"Then it can't be SAIC, can it?"

Dad shook his head.

I think my son is too arrogant.

These days, SAIC is the number one state-owned enterprise in the port city!

"Maybe we'll get lucky!"

Zhou Haoran knew his father's personality all too well; he had to stay and work for the state-owned enterprise so that his status as a state worker could be preserved.

In my past life, after my dad was laid off, he started a vegetable wholesale business.

They made a lot of money.

That's enough to send my son to study in the United States.

Selling vegetables was considered a "low-class" business, which made him lose face and led him to develop an alcoholic habit.

In that case, why not give him a stable job at a state-owned enterprise?

A dignified retirement.

After having a simple meal of dumplings at home, Zhou Haoran took the prepared items and went to the Qiao family's house.

"Mom, Haoran is here!"

Qiao Suiqing opened the door, glanced at him, her face slightly flushed, and quickly turned around and shouted.

"Get in the house quickly!"

Aunt Qiao's tone was incredibly warm and enthusiastic.

Qiao Suiqing met Zhou Haoran's teasing gaze, glared at him, and then said guiltily, "Mom, Haoran brought things for you and Dad."

Zhou Haoran didn't have time to prepare these things.

Actually, Qiao Suiqing bought them all herself.

Aunt Qiao then came to the door with an apron hanging around her waist, and greeted them warmly, "You've come all this way, why did you bring anything?"

Zhou Haoran said politely, "I just bought a few things; I don't know what we need at home."

"We have everything we need!" Aunt Qiao's expression became more cautionary. "Don't buy things recklessly. Save up some money; we need to buy a house later... Houses are so expensive these days!"

Zhou Haoran entered the house.

Skillful.

The uncle and aunt were also making dumplings.

When you come to someone else's house, it's not convenient to be served food like you would at home... Zhou Haoran wanted to wash his hands and make dumplings with them.

But they were stopped.

Qiao Suiqing brought over a stool and told him to sit down and chat.

Zhou Haoran couldn't broaden the topic too much; he should just keep it around the TV station. "Housing prices are quite high these days, but my workplace provides subsidized housing."

"Welfare housing?"

Aunt Qiao glanced at him and shook her head.

Qiao Suiqing retorted, "Are you still eyeing those welfare housing units?"

"Why don't you want the apartment provided by your work unit?"

Zhou Haoran spoke with righteous indignation.

Qiao Suiqing rolled her eyes at him and snorted, "Those are for leaders and people with connections. We don't even have official positions, so don't even think about it."

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "That's not necessarily true."

"Ok?"

Qiao Suiqing blinked a few times. Zhou Haoran pointed to himself and said with a grin, "I've found the way."

"Who is it?" Qiao Suiqing opened her eyes wide, then shook her head slightly. "Haoran, we don't need to ask anyone for help."

There was a time when she also envied welfare housing.

It's different now.

She was in charge of managing the money.

She knew how much money Zhou Haoran had.

With so much money, you might as well just buy a commercial apartment. There's no need to pull strings or use connections at work, beg people, or constantly put on a smiling face. It's not even worth the trouble.

Zhou Haoran said smugly, "I don't need to ask anyone for help; it's more like people are asking me for help!"

"Again?"

Qiao Suiqing glared at him, her eyes slightly reproachful.

Zhou Haoran laughed heartily.

Then he shut up.

Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao watched this scene with strange expressions, speechless.

What else is there to say?

The meal was very relaxed and enjoyable.

Qiao Suiqing didn't shy away from serving food to Zhou Haoran, and even picked out the dumplings she had made that were not very pretty and gave them to him.

Zhou Haoran and Uncle Qiao drank a glass of baijiu.

Dumplings with wine, the more you eat, the better!
……

Zhou Haoran wants to get a subsidized housing unit, and Director Zhan will strongly support him.

Next, all we need to do is get one person on our side.

Deputy Director Yi Changping!
However, it's impossible for Zhou Haoran to beg him.

On Monday, Zhou Haoran went to work early in the morning.

I went through all the contracts that Qiao Nuo signed on the day of the signing ceremony.

A total of 65 orders.

A simple list was made.

Then I went to the office of "Family Matters".

I knocked on the door on the left.

Editor-in-Chief Lin opened the door, her eyes lighting up with delight. "Haoran?"

Zhou Haoran didn't stand on ceremony with her. He went into her office and said meaningfully, "Editor-in-Chief Lin, I heard that 'Family Matters' is now divided into two parts. One part is led by you, and the other part is led by the producer."

Lin Guiyan nodded slightly and explained her reasoning, "A clear division of labor is still very necessary, didn't you say that? This is a daily program, we can't have only one host, Qiao Suiqing, we need at least two hosts to take turns. The same goes for the program team, dividing it into two parts is more conducive to the development of the program."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Zhou Haoran seemed to have accepted this method.

However, they had already come to understand some of the internal strife within the "Family Matters" program team.

This all revolves around Tang Shiyi and Lin Guiyan!

One is the producer, and the other is the program editor.

Originally, this program was entirely under Tang Shiyi's control.

However, Zhou Haoran suggested that an additional host should be added.

That's how it's divided.

They were split into two internal teams, with each person leading one team.

Zhou Haoran laughed and said, "Editor-in-Chief Lin, wouldn't you say I've done you a big favor?"

Lin Guiyan gave him a meaningful look. "What? Go dancing sometime?"

"No need for that." Zhou Haoran had long since extinguished any improper thoughts he might have had about her. "Editor-in-Chief Lin, I wanted to ask you, has Deputy Director Yi come to work yet?"

"They're here," Lin Guiyan added. "We came to the office together."

Zhou Haoran took out the list he had compiled and handed it to her. "Editor-in-Chief Lin, could you please pass this on to him? I don't know him well, and I don't even know where his office is."

Lin Guiyan worked at the television station for nearly ten years.

She has so much experience.

How could you not understand what he meant?
What? You don't know where Yi Changping's office is... That's such a lame excuse. There are nameplates on the doors of the leaders' offices!
Lin Guiyan didn't expose him, and instead asked cooperatively, "What is this?"

Zhou Haoran sighed, "The sales department had a signing ceremony recently and signed 65 orders. That's way too many, so many that I'm starting to worry. Add to that the advertising orders planned for next year, and the advertising slots on the lifestyle channel next year, and we definitely won't have enough. I don't know how we're going to be able to handle all these advertising orders!"

"Ok?"

Lin Guiyan's eyes lit up.

She realized it instantly.

Zhou Haoran said seriously, "Deputy Director Yi is in charge of sales. He has a lot of experience and might be able to handle these advertising orders."

"then you……"

Lin Guiyan knew there was no such thing as a free lunch, but she didn't know how to bring it up.

Zhou Haoran enjoyed dealing with intelligent people like this, and said with a smile, "Editor-in-Chief Lin, I've been at the office all day. If you need anything, please feel free to call me anytime!"

"Okay, I'll go find him and talk to him about your matter!"

Lin Guiyan knew what her husband was most concerned about right now, and she also knew how much leverage Zhou Haoran held.

"I'm leaving."

Zhou Haoran smiled.

I left Editor-in-Chief Lin's office.

The door just closed here.

The door opposite suddenly opened.

Tang Shiyi's aloof face was revealed. "Come here!"

Zhou Haoran gritted his teeth and went over.

Tang Shiyi slammed the office door shut, staring at him sharply, her tone icy: "Zhou Haoran, whose side are you on? Are you one of mine or one of Lin Guiyan's?"

Zhou Haoran laughed out loud.

Tang Shiyi said coldly, "If you're not blind, stay away from her!"

"No, no..." Zhou Haoran felt she was making a mountain out of a molehill. "Lu Ming, don't you know which side I'm on? I'm your uncle!"

Tang Shiyi's expression softened slightly, but her words remained sharp: "Trying to play the fence-sitting game? Be careful you don't mess it up!"

(End of this chapter)