C37 Is It My Dish?

What do you need?

Only then would he be able to keep the longing in his heart?

Distinguished "dishes. "

It came from the kitchen stove that had hit the nail on the head. . .

- - - Roll Poem

"Little Bear, inform Aunt Zhong Dian to clean up the apartment today. Brother Qing, I'm going back to the north bank!"

It was so easy to confirm the details of the renovation and prepare all the necessary materials for the custom-made renovations. Summer Thorn no longer wanted to stay in the faraway, gray East River New City, which was filled with noise and noise from the renovations. He wanted to return to the north bank of the East River as soon as possible - otherwise, he would even feel as if he had been possessed. He could actually live here for three or four days!

During the day, he could even nest in Grandma Xia's house and collect and organize the website's business information. At the same time, he could contact her about the renovation. At night, he had to rush back to his unfinished house after the renovation contractor stopped working. He would then go online and discuss a few business deals with Rao Lina.

When he was lying on the bed in his bedroom or leaning on the carpet, he would unconsciously browse all kinds of messages related to the new city of Dongjiang on his phone. He would daydream, worry, feel depressed, complain and vent. . . His thoughts would gradually surface in his head. How was he going to survive in the new city of Dongjiang?

What was wrong with him? Could it be that he really cared about this place that everyone called a "lone island?" Occasionally, he would even think about how to expand this poor market if he really wanted to move the website business here? How should we dig out the market potential of hundreds of thousands of residents here?

This seemed to be a bit too absurd! He, Summer Green, was a young man who grew up and immersed himself in the international metropolis. He promoted and pushed forward fashion, leisure, and entertainment projects as the foundation of his career. He was a potential celebrity in the field of online media, alright? How could he allow himself to be like those retired grandparents, uncles, and aunties, to become a daily life of "diesel rice, salt, sauce, and vinegar tea"? A character who worried about the vegetable shop, the restaurant, and the small supermarket?

Recently, he had also been thinking about how Xinzi looked like when she ate the "Rewind Noodles. " The scene in his memory was so sad that it was stuck in his chest, making him feel depressed even when he ate! How could he let himself live with a low-budget resident like Xinzi?

Not only Xinzhi, but the entire population of Dongjiang New City was also elderly and low-income. The consumption environment and awareness could not be compared to the people in the city center.

Rao Lina was right. Dongjiang New City was not good enough for him. It was also not suitable for his new online media business goals. Then, what were they waiting for? The renovation would be left to the construction team. After the acceptance check, he would just wait for his stubborn father to bring his mother back and stay for a few days. What else did he need to worry about? He had to quickly put down the "dishes" that were not his own. He had to focus on the company's main business. Otherwise. . . The high-end customer groups and attention that were so easily accumulated would quickly disperse!

Therefore, he was too lazy to clean up the clothes and toiletries that he had brought to the villa. He picked up his phone and the car keys and rushed downstairs. After instructing the construction team leader, he got into his sports car.

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The sports car drove past Lucky Street. Suddenly, he saw Fan Lihua, who was checking the empty shop along the street with more than ten people. For some reason, he quietly moved the sports car to the side and lowered the window.

Who knew that a few aunties passing by would discover him so quickly? They immediately called out to him.

"Hey, the driver is Comrade Xiao Xia from that restaurant, right?" "Yes? Yes, it's him!" "Hey, Comrade Xiao Xia. Hello!"

"Hello, Auntie!" Xia Jianqing grinned and greeted them with a smile. However, he felt that the muscles on his face were starting to cramp up! He had only revealed his face in the restaurant, but the aunties who had their eyes on him had actually remembered him? Was he really such a celebrity?

The aunties welcomed the cramping smiles as they surrounded the sports car, bent down, and passionately rushed towards the Thorny Green in the car window.

"Hey, Comrade Little Xia, the questions you asked us last time at the Mezzic Restaurant were quite practical. "

"Oh, is that so?"

"You don't know. We've been moving here for a few months. What we are most worried about is buying groceries and eating. " "I want to take care of my grandson. Sometimes, I want to cook something delicious for my child. But it's not convenient to buy things. I'm really worried! " "Sometimes, I'm busy with square dancing. I don't have time to cook. The old man likes to eat fried dough sticks and soybean milk for breakfast, and eat noodles and rice for lunch. But there was nothing here. He was so worried! Now that the shop was open, there was a line of people waiting to die! He wanted to ask about the opening of the vegetable market and other shops. [If you dare to speak up for us, otherwise. . . ] Then Teacher Fan won't be able to answer in such detail!"

The two aunties became happy. Each of them reached their rough palms into the car window and patted Thorny Green's shoulder a few times to express their gratitude and encouragement.

Thorny Green could feel the sincere strength of the aunties! He could also smell the fragrance of food or the fragrance of cheap perfume! He opened his mouth and tried his best to smile. "Oh, so it's like that. That's good!"

"Comrade Xiao Xia, did you mention 'Flower Time' that day? No, that's not right - what was' Spending so much money 'again? Why didn't we know about it before? " " Is that blog pretty? Is it like the news?"

"No, no, no, it's not!" Under the rising sun, Stranglethorn Green felt a little dizzy. "That's a website that specializes in releasing the latest life, leisure, and entertainment projects. It can be considered a folk electronic magazine. . . I guess you guys don't often go online either. So it's useless even if you look at it. Right? "

"What's the matter? Do you think Auntie is old? We can watch too! " " Auntie has a small notebook and a pen. Write down the name. I'll let my daughter read it later. They young people will. They can teach us! " "Yo, I didn't bring a notebook with me. Comrade Xiao Xia, write it in my hands. "

The notebook, pen, and aunties' hands reached into the car window one after another. In an instant, Summer had the illusion that he was really a celebrity, but this feeling of sparkling stars, why was it so awkward?

- - -

"No, this is too difficult to work in the new Dongjiang City community. I have to find a way to change locations! This is an isolated environment from the big cities, and the residents are quarreling with each other every day. How can it be suitable for a senior management staff like me? "

He followed Xiang Sunflower and held two seminars regarding the construction of the new city and the cooperation between public construction and residents. Then, he explained the situation to the residents who were continuously visiting him. He also took the staff to verify the posts on the bulletin boards that had been installed and the contents of the promotions. He also visited a few old people who couldn't live well, and Liang Bu easily returned home after nine o'clock in the evening. His intuition told him that he had become a machine, a microphone, and a server that had been damaged!

"Are you tired?" Cheng Fu put down the homework that was being revised and brought Fatty Big Sea and the cup of Honeysuckle to her. She squatted down and took off his shoes, moved his legs, and put them on the sofa. "How's the situation today? Are the residents satisfied with the future development of the new city? "

"Satisfied? It would be strange if they were satisfied! " Liang Bu lifted his body from the sofa and took the cup from his wife's hand. He gulped it down and poured it back into the sofa, sighing, "These people don't have a time to be content!"

"What happened?"

"That's true! They've already arranged for the publicity column to be installed in the neighborhood. If there's any explanation, just paste it in. They just had to hold a seminar with the residents to collect their opinions and suggestions on their new home. That was not all. Every time the residents came to visit, there would be a slight problem. The elderly will not be able to live well, and they will have their family and relatives. If we are in a difficult and urgent situation, we will not be able to resolve it before coming to our house, but he insisted on bringing us to our house!" Liang Bu was really frustrated. He grabbed a pillow and put it on his face. "The result is good. We are explaining the progress of the service package, and we are offering our condolences to the residents. Not only were they not grateful, but they also surrounded us and complained about the problem and the deficiencies. However, there are a lot of problems that the district is coordinating with to solve, or that they are not within the scope of the community's work. Isn't it unnecessary for him to contact and reply?"

"Hehe. People say 'the people, the hundred hearts, the hundred hearts'. There are bound to be some impulsiveness. If there are more widely publicized channels, the information about the construction of the new city and your work will be known at any time. I think they'll be anxious. " Cheng Fu smiled. "Look at me. While teaching classes, teaching, and developing their studies, they also have to visit their students and pay attention to their homework and knowledge through the Internet?"

"That's your class, this is my neighborhood! Your two classes only have 80 plus students. How single? But Dongjiang New City only has my neighborhood, and there are more than 2,000 households. If all of them live here, I'm afraid there'll be about 7,000 to 8,000 people. There are all kinds of family situations as well. This is really annoying!" Xiao Bu was so depressed that he was sweating. He could only pull it down again. "You don't even know. . . At the scene of the residents' meeting, everyone spoke one word at a time. . . If you were to argue, it would blow up your ears. This environment cannot be compared to a company's! "

Cheng Chui smiled and shook his head. He put the pillow aside. "You've heard of it before: The new city of Dongjiang has just been formed and is currently in the early stage of building a management system. It's normal for residents to have more suggestions. Think of a way. See if you can use WeChat, QQ, and the like to create a group. It's convenient for you to notify the messages and also convenient to summarize the residents' suggestions. If there's any problem, can you send it to the office window in time? "

"Is that my problem? I just need to take care of the tasks assigned to me by the neighborhood committee. "

"Hey, you can't be so rigid!" Cheng Fu was helpless. She stood up and said, "Hey, have you seen a Weibo post called 'New City Night Speech' recently? It says that it's a sub-account opened during 'Sharing All Things'. "

"When did this happen?" Liang Bu sat up.

"Just for the next few days. It seems like the main focus is on the lack of facilities and services in the new city. The number of people paying attention from the start isn't small. Our neighbors told me that there are pictures and articles on Weibo, and the reactions are quite real. "

"Are the bloggers also 'caterpillars' when they share all kinds of things?" Shaobu was depressed!

"It should be. " Cheng Fu opened her Weibo to confirm. "That's right. It's also called 'Caterpillar'. "

"Look, with such residents and such an environment, there's no way it can be your husband's' dish '!"