Chapter 222 Shall I Call You Sister Qiu Nan?
Chapter 222 Shall I Call You Sister Qiu Nan?
Hearing that Wang Gang agreed to come down, Secretary Lin's face suddenly showed a gleam of joy, "Then let's talk about it, don't rush to leave after get off work, let's go to the leader's house together in the car of Director Yang."
"The big leader's kitchen has all kinds of dishes, so you can use it as you like. Reporting to work is more important."
Wang Gang smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, nothing will go wrong."
Is reporting to work really more important than cooking for the leader?Wang Gang didn't believe what Secretary Lin said.
Reporting work is a public matter, but cooking for the leader is a private matter. How can a public matter be more important than a private matter?
Reporting work can at most make the leader praise me a few words, but the food is cooked to the taste of the leader, maybe I will be a frequent visitor to the leader's house in the future.
The entire Sijiu City, to put it bluntly, is a large group of servants serving a group of dignitaries. This has been the case since ancient times, and there is no exception.
For example, in Qingman Courtyard, the person with the highest status in the courtyard is definitely not Yi Zhonghai, a one-in-a-kind eighth-level worker, but Shazhu, the cook.
It can be said that the combined importance of a hundred Yi Zhonghai, a rare eighth-level worker, is not as important as Sha Zhu, a cook who can cook for the leader.
Who told Sha Zhu to be engaged in the high-end service industry that serves the powerful, while Yi Zhonghai is a senior technician.
Tonight's meal must be prepared, but the report is not important. The leader only needs to see the actual use of the rice cooker with his own eyes.
"Brother Wang, I'm leaving first, and I have to go to the Publicity Department. See you, sister-in-law."
Secretary Lin stood up smiling and did not forget to say hello to Ding Qiunan before leaving.
Ding Qiunan's head was almost buried under the table. She knew that Secretary Lin was Director Yang's life secretary and confidant. Why did such a big man keep making jokes about himself and Brother Gang.
"Okay, I'll send you off, this girl is not a joke, you are almost done," Wang Gang sent Secretary Lin out of the hospital in a very speechless manner.
Secretary Lin is going to the publicity department now, probably to find someone to lead the movie at home, right?It must be that Xu Damao didn't run away.
Now even I don't even think about who to marry as my wife. Secretary Lin is here to add fuel to the flames. What if that little girl Ding Qiunan thinks too much?
Back in the infirmary, as soon as he sat down, Ding Qiunan leaned over blushing and stood behind Wang Gang and continued to rub his shoulders.
"Master, Secretary Lin was joking around there just now, why didn't you explain to him?" Ding Qiunan asked in a low voice.
Ding Qiunan's heart fluttered wildly, he was half happy and half nervous. Could it be that the master acquiesced that he was his object?
Could it be that I am going to have sex with my master in the future?
But I have a master-student relationship with Master, isn't this a bit inappropriate?
Wang Gang closed his eyes and enjoyed the service of Ding Qiunan's little hand, "Put a little more force on your hand, yes, go a little higher."
"Qiu Nan, I remember you are 19 years old this year, do you know how old I am, Master?"
Ding Qiunan was stunned when she heard this, she had been calling Master Wang Gang for so long, and she really didn't know how old Wang Gang was this year.
"Master, how old are you this year?" Ding Qiunan asked curiously.
Master is so good-looking, so much taller than me, and he is still a leading cadre in the factory. He must be in his 20s this year, right?
It's just right for me.
"You will be nineteen after the Chinese New Year." Wang Gang turned his head and looked at Ding Qiunan with a smile. "After teaching you medical skills and the relationship between our master and apprentice is over, I will call you Sister Qiunan instead."
"Ah!" Ding Qiunan was startled suddenly, the master he had called for so long was actually one year younger than himself.
He still plans to call himself sister Qiu Nan in the future?
"No, I can't!" Ding Qiunan quickly refused, "I will be a teacher for one day and for the rest of my life. I will call you Master all my life."
As soon as the words fell, Ding Qiunan suddenly became embarrassed again, calling a young man who was one year younger than himself Master, can he really call it out in the future?
"Okay," Wang Gang nodded in satisfaction. At least Ding Qiunan doesn't seem like the kind of traitor who bullies her master and exterminates her ancestors. This apprentice is worth it.
Wang Gang actually had no resistance to marrying Ding Qiunan.
This girl is obedient and cute, her appearance is also impeccable, and her qualifications are much better than He Yushui and Qin Jingru in all aspects. It seems that it is not bad to marry a wife who will call her master all her life.
Ever since Ding Qiunan came to work in the rolling mill, no one in the factory called Yu Haitang the factory flower, and Ding Qiunan became everyone's default new factory flower.
After all, Yu Haitang's appearance is far inferior to Ding Qiunan's ability to fight, and it is estimated that Qin Huairu when he was young can stand shoulder to shoulder with her.
Ding Qiunan's face was blushing, and she really didn't worry about this problem any more.
"Master, are you going to report to the leader's family later on, and you have made a major contribution to the factory?"
Ding Qiunan looked at Wang Gang with twinkling eyes.
As expected of his master, he is really amazing, and he must have made some great contributions, so he went to the leader's house to report on his work.
It's a pity that I am just a little trash, I don't understand anything, and I can't help Master at all.
Wang Gang took out a neatly folded blueprint from his pocket and handed it to Ding Qiunan, "Recently, I designed a rice cooker, and asked Researcher Cui from the laboratory to help make it, but the actual product is still with Director Yang, so I can only show it to you. Here's a picture of the exterior."
There's no need to keep this kind of trivial matter a secret from Ding Qiunan, after all, she is truly her own.
Ding Qiunan didn't expect to keep it a secret, so he happily unfolded the blueprint and looked at the sketch of the rice cooker on it, "Master, is this round thing called a rice cooker? What is it used for?"
"It is used for steaming rice, and it can be used by plugging in the electricity. It should be popularized in every household in the future," Wang Gang explained with a smile.
He is not talking nonsense. In another 50 years, the rice cooker will indeed be a must-have household appliance in every kitchen.
"Master is amazing. In the future, every household will be connected to electricity, so will they still be able to afford rice?"
Ding Qiunan stopped massaging, but put his arms around Wang Gang's neck, and put his small face next to his ear.
Regardless of whether Master is bragging or not, Ding Qiunan chooses to believe that in the future, every household will be able to use the rice cooker invented by Master!
What kind of peaceful and prosperous world would it be if every household in the whole country could have access to electricity.
Ding Qiunan is not stupid and sweet, but she knows that even if Sijiu City has not connected electricity to every household, there will be even a lack of electricity outside Sijiu City.
"Don't worry, I will definitely be able to!" Wang Gang turned around and pulled Ding Qiunan to sit on his lap, and put his arms around her waist, and said firmly.
In his previous life, Wang Gang was born in an ordinary village in a large southwestern province. It was not until the 90s that every household in the village was connected to electricity. As for every household being able to use a rice cooker, it was only after the millennium.
In this life, with the existence of a time traveler like myself, at least every household in the country can be connected to electricity and rice cookers ten years earlier, right?
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