Seeing that Grandpa Jia was so confident, and thinking that Grandpa Jia's tricycle skills were indeed amazing, Ling Hong just nodded seriously and didn't say anything more.
After a short while, Grandpa Jia finished his fried rice. He raised his head and let out a sigh of satisfaction. "Phew, it's so enjoyable to come here and eat fried rice when I'm free."
"Alright, Little Ling, I'll be leaving first," Grandpa Jia stood up and said goodbye to Ling Hong.
"Goodbye, Grandpa Jia," Ling Hong raised his head from the table of delicacies and waved his hand. Then, he continued eating.
Grandpa Jia came very early today. When he finished his meal, there was still a long queue outside the restaurant. Everyone was waiting to eat.
As there were people from the Queuing Committee, no one cut the queue. Everyone was chatting.
"Did you see the Queuing Committee's website?" The people in charge of maintaining order today were the tall and skinny man and the fat man. The tall and skinny man was the first to speak.
Due to the night attack incident last year, the four of them had never left the Yuanzhou shop ever since they were punished to maintain order.
Even after the punishment period ended, they were still there. They were considered old members of the Queuing Committee. Like Tang Xi, they had also become loyal fans of Yuan Zhou. Of course, they were all brainwashed by Jiang Changxi.
"I saw it. I quite like that unit of measurement. It makes sense. How can those people's culinary skills be better than Boss Yuan's? Zero yuan is already a good evaluation," the fat man said as he shook his head.
"No, I feel that the banner on the website is quite shameful," the tall and skinny man expressed that he still cared about his reputation.
This was because when the website was opened, there was a bold banner with the following words: This website was launched by the Yuanzhou shop Queuing Committee.
"It's alright. They definitely have to say that it's our product. That way, there's more cohesion," the fat man said. "There's only one Queuing Committee."
"Let's not talk about this. Do you think Queen Jiang will change the judging unit? Didn't many people say that the judging unit is insulting?" the tall and skinny man explained. "This is simply attracting hatred for Boss Yuan."
"I don't think so. I think it's reasonable," the fat man shook his head and said. The fatty shook his head and said, "Don't tell me you don't know if your cooking is better than Boss Yuan's?"
"The truth is one thing, but it's another when you say it." "I can already predict that Boss Yuan will be jointly challenged by chefs from other restaurants," said the tall and thin man speechlessly.
Fatty didn't believe it and said, "Don't think of society in such a dark way. Many restaurants can still afford to lose."
"Forget it, I can't be bothered to talk to you." Seeing that the fat man was not talking about the same thing, the tall and thin man had no choice but to give up. There were many restaurants that could afford to lose. It was true that most of the restaurants could afford to lose. They admitted that they were not as good as Yuanzhou shop, but the remaining few were annoying enough.
Grandpa Jia, who was at the side, happened to hear these words. However, he did not say anything and only treated it as gossip.
And Grandpa Jia quite liked listening to others talk like this.
Grandpa Jia's tricycle was a fully enclosed tricycle with three wheels. This kind of tricycle wasn't cold and was safer.
The price was more than 10,000 RMB, which was saved by Grandpa Jia in the past. If it weren't for the fact that his legs couldn't move, he would definitely buy a cheaper one.
Of course, since it was an old model, there was no air conditioning. Therefore, there was a small fan on the ceiling to the left of the driver's seat. Obviously, it was used to relieve the heat in summer.
Grandpa Jia parked the tricycle in a hidden place. In this way, he didn't need to pay the parking fee. After all, the parking fee here was not cheap.
If he didn't pay, he naturally had to stay far away from here. Therefore, after leaving the side street, Grandpa Jia walked for about ten minutes before he arrived at his parking place.
"It's exactly 7: 30. The time is just right." Once he got on the tricycle, Grandpa Jia looked at the time and then muttered to himself.
"Du Du", the tricycle was on the road. Grandpa Jia drove steadily.
"These officials are really too much. They have a meeting at this time and don't even need to eat. They really don't care about their eating habits at all." Grandpa Jia complained.
That was true. The meeting was held from 5: 00 to 8: 00 in the afternoon, which was a little strange. Later, Grandpa Ling explained that he got off work at 5: 00 and the meeting wouldn't affect his working hours.
However, Grandpa Jia still felt that the meeting should be held after or before the meal. During the meal time, everyone would be hungry and wouldn't be able to discuss anything.
This time, Grandpa Ling's meeting was held in the conference center of the Municipal Building. It wasn't a big meeting, but just a small one. Therefore, it was held at this time.
Even if it was just a small one, the people who should be there still came.
Grandpa Jia's tricycle slowly and leisurely drove to the side of the parking lot beside the Municipal Building. He found a spot and stopped there quietly.
For a while, no one came to ask about it. However, ten minutes later, the security guard at the side of the parking lot came out.
"Peng, peng." The security guard had thick eyebrows and big eyes. He looked very spirited in his uniform. He reached out and knocked on the window.
"Young man, I'm stopping for a while. I'm waiting for someone. I'll leave immediately when the person arrives," Grandpa Jia opened the window and said politely.
"Grandpa, who are you waiting for here? The people coming and going here are all government officials. Who would take your tricycle? There won't be any business here. You can only find business at the commercial street in front," the security guard said politely when he saw that the person who opened the window was an old man.
The Municipal Building was only five stories high. It looked neither old nor new. It looked very clean and solemn. There weren't any shops nearby either. Therefore, the security guard was reminding him out of goodwill.
"I can't help it. I've already made an appointment with someone here. Please let me stop for a while," Grandpa Jia said with a smile.
"Alright. Just stop here. Don't leave or stay too long. Otherwise, I won't be able to do my job," the security guard thought for a while and instructed.
"Alright. Thank you, young man," Grandpa Jia nodded his head and thanked him.
This time, the security guard didn't say much and directly walked into the parking lot to patrol.
Parking was not prohibited here. It was just that no cars dared to park here to attract business. The security guard was just reminding him out of goodwill that no one would take Grandpa Jia's tricycle here.
However, it was different now. Grandpa Ling was here.
It was already eight o 'clock when Grandpa Jia arrived. After the security guard left, people started coming out of the Municipal Building in less than five minutes.
The people coming out were all dressed in suits and leather shoes. They were chatting with each other as they walked. After more than ten people came out, Grandpa Ling also came out. He was also dressed in a dark blue suit and looked much more spirited.
"Old Ling, do you have any thoughts on the environmental management this time?" someone beside Grandpa Ling was talking to him.
Before Grandpa Ling could answer, he raised his head and saw Grandpa Jia's tricycle parked at the side of the parking lot.
"We'll talk about this next time. I have to go now," Grandpa Ling walked towards Grandpa Jia.
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