buns, intact chicken legs, and uneaten bites. The pork ribs can be seen everywhere. To be honest, if Bai Li hadn’t cooked, these dishes would be better than Zhao Song’s usual three meals
. There is no good food, what the old capital loves most is being picky!
Zhao Song casually picked up the stainless steel plate, inserted it into the swill bucket, took out the plate full of colorful leftovers with both hands, and picked it out from the swill! Two complete steamed buns, and then sat at the table on one side.
He took the chopsticks handed to him by Song Guanyi, put a huge piece of scrambled egg into his mouth, chewed and swallowed, and then said slowly:
“I like it very much. I will take this opportunity today to read the work of a young poet to you:
I talked about blood and the sky was broken.
I talked about blood and my mouth was full of blood.
I swallowed a moon made of iron.
They called it a screw.
I swallowed this industrial wastewater. , the order of unemployment.
Those youth who were below the machine died early.
I swallowed the rush, swallowed the displacement.
Swallowed the pedestrian bridge, swallowed the life full of rust.
I can no longer swallow.
Everything I once swallowed is now surging from my throat. And
out on the territory of the motherland,
no one speaks, no one dares to speak, no one can speak.
Feeling ashamed is the biggest theme in the cafeteria at this moment!
“The poet’s name is Xu Lizhi!
He was a Foxconn assembly line worker.
He fell down and died a month ago!”
As an industrial park worker, those present know best what kind of situation Foxconn is in when it is squeezed out by several major OEMs of the Zhao and Song Dynasties. , many people have even heard that in order to reduce costs, Foxconn does everything possible to squeeze assembly line workers!
Outside the crowd, the young woman Xiaojie covered her face with her hands and squatted down in shame.
Mute Liu’s always straight back was slightly bent, and he no longer looked so proud.
It was like a cafeteria where time had stopped, with only the young man’s unscrupulous swallowing sound, accompanied by mocking words for everyone, pointing directly to people’s hearts:
“I follow the Party’s teachings: changing the world starts with changing the people around you.
I try to make everyone live a better life. It is unrealistic to be rich and wealthy, but it is still possible to have enough food and clothing.
But you just give me such a plate of delicious food in return ? ”
“Boss, we are wrong!”
“No, it is wrong for a group of people to make mistakes!”
Song Guanyi, how many buckets like this are there in the kitchen?
Song Guanyi: “29 barrels! ” ”
When Zhao Song heard this, the sarcasm on his lips became more and more fierce:
“No wonder such a large-scale pig farm opened not far from the industrial park! ”
” In the silence, the crowd shouted again: “Boss, we were wrong!” ”
“No! You are right, I was wrong!
My mother always taught me that if I correct my mistakes, I will be a good b