Chu Heng’s few pieces of candy can only be regarded as a small favor.
But it allowed him to win a lot of favor from the store staff. In addition, he was handsome and well-spoken, so everyone liked to chat with him.
After a while, several old ladies gathered together with Chu Heng as the center, chatting about interesting things about their families.
When several aunties who came to buy food saw this scene, they were immediately scratched. They stopped buying food and joined the impromptu tea party with baskets in hand.
Chu Heng followed and chatted for a while, but he couldn't cope with the speed of the aunts, so he could only run back to the office in despair.
When he entered the room, he saw Director Lian leaning on a chair, drinking tea, and burping nonstop. He was overeating and wanted to vomit but couldn't bear it.
"I just bought some candies, take some back to give to your grandson." Chu Heng grabbed a dozen candies and put them in front of the old man in a funny way, and asked: "Do you need to go to the hospital to get you some hawthorn pills?"
"Bullshit."
Director Lian hugged the candy unceremoniously, rolled his eyelids and said, "It's good to slow down your digestion. You don't have to eat dinner at night. You can save a meal for my grandson to eat more."
"Are you like this?"
Chu Heng was speechless for a while: "You have several employees in your family, but they don't have enough food to eat?"
"My family has many employees, but there are too many people to support them. Every family has several children, and I have to provide some supplements every month. It's really hard to make ends meet."
Director Lian sighed, straightened up, leaned back, and said to him, "I want to ask you something."
"Tell me." Chu Heng took out a cigarette and gave him a cigarette, looking over curiously.
"Your second uncle didn't say anything about introducing you to someone?" Old Man Lian asked.
"He has a busy day, so he has no time to take care of me. Besides, I'm still young, so I'm not in a hurry to find a wife." Chu Heng smiled and waved his hand.
"Young ass, I'm as old as you and have two children." Director Lian looked at him proudly, then waved his hand and said, "Your second uncle doesn't care about me, so be it, I'll get back to you later."
Ask my old lady to find one for you, she has an acquaintance in the cotton mill, and she will definitely introduce you to one who is no worse than Xiao Ni."
"You can rest, I don't need it, I really don't need it." Chu Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How come this old man and lady like to introduce people to others?
"Ok, deal."
The old man Lian looked like he had seen through everything, and said with a smile: "I'm here too. Even if you don't want to at all now, when you really meet the person, you will be more anxious than anyone else. You can't wait to get under the bed that night."
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"You can do whatever you like." Chu Heng rolled his eyes at him and was too lazy to deal with the old man anymore. He picked up the abacus and account book, prepared to collect the accounts, and later went to the warehouse to take stock of the goods.
When the sound of crackling abacus came to mind, even the old man stopped talking and started busy with his work.
The warm winter sun shines into the house through the glass windows, and the way the two of them work seriously under the light and shadow gives a sense of the tranquility of time.
Unfortunately, the atmosphere did not last long before it was completely destroyed by Luo Yang who suddenly broke in.
This kid didn't even knock on the door. He pushed the door open and barged in. He stood at the door like a boneless man and said with a smile: "Director, I want to take a day off tomorrow. I have something to do at home."
Luo Yang was used to being undisciplined in his original workplace, often taking sick leave to go out and fool around. After just two days of work, he couldn't sit still and planned to call some friends to go hunting in the mountains tomorrow.
The director even looked up at him and didn't even ask why. He simply agreed: "Okay, I'll make up for the leave when I get back."
"Thank you." He suddenly beamed, glanced at Chu Heng who was playing abacus next to him, rolled his little eyes, and walked forward unsteadily: "Brother, what are you doing?"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wiped it on the abacus, instantly messing up the beads.
Chu Heng frowned, raised his head, and stood up slowly.
Tall and strong, he looked down at the chicken-like Luo Yang with cold eyes.
Not to mention that he has a backer now, he is not afraid of this second generation ancestor at all. Even if he has no backer, he can't bear this matter today!
After calculating the account for a long time, the bastard was fooled in one go. What a waste of effort.
Luo Yang saw that he was angry, but he was not afraid at all. He said with a playful smile: "Hey, don't be angry. I'm joking with you. I can't help but laugh."
"Am I really familiar with you?" Chu Heng didn't tolerate him this time, so he slapped him in the face.
"Snapped!"
Luo Yang was immediately staggered by the beating, his eyes were filled with stars, his head was buzzing, and there was a clear slap mark on the cheek where he was beaten.
He shook his head and was furious. Although he was at a physical disadvantage compared to his opponent, he was not afraid at all and jumped forward and rushed forward: "I'll kill you!"
The original owner of Chu Heng's body was a veteran, but he was skilled in martial arts. He inherited everything in this body and naturally had extraordinary skills.
He turned slightly and easily avoided Luo Yang's mad dog attack. Then he reached out his hand like lightning and grabbed Luo Yang's arm, twisted it behind his back, then clenched his fist and hit him on the waist.
one time.
"Ouch!"
Luo Yang screamed and fell to the ground, his forehead was so painful that he was sweating, and he couldn't stand up for a long time. This time he also knew that he couldn't beat him. He grinned and complained to the lively Director Lian: "Director, did you see?
This grandson hits someone!"
Director Lian had just eaten someone else's meal, and he was about to retire. He had no desire for an official career, so how could he help him? He waved his hand impatiently and said, "I'm not blind. Why did you get beaten? It's up to you."
Don’t you have any points? Go back to work quickly and don’t come to my place anymore.”
"You...you..."
Luo Yang, who failed to complain but was reprimanded, was so angry that his face turned red. He struggled to stand up, glared bitterly at Chu Heng who looked at him coldly, and staggered out of the office.
"You kid, you've done something very dirty. If that attack had been successful, he would have been destitute for the rest of his life." Director Lian frowned and said to Chu Heng.
"It matters to me." Chu Heng smiled, sat back again, and continued to take stock.
"Be careful, that kid is not a good cake. I don't think he will give up." Director Lian reminded him, lit a cigarette for himself, got up and walked out, ready to eat.
He has poor digestion as he gets older, and he still has a bloated belly.
Luo Yang was not in the mood to go to work at this time. He left the grain store immediately after leaving the office, preparing to file a complaint with his father.
He rode his bicycle for almost half an hour and finally arrived at the District Grain Bureau. He bared his teeth and ran into an office on the second floor.
Inside the office, there was a middle-aged man sitting with a Chinese character face. He looked upright. This man was none other than Luo Yang, Luo Zhengrong, the deputy director of the Grain Bureau.
"Dad, look at me being beaten!" Luo Yang pointed to the slap marks on his face, with a cry in his voice, like a child who has not grown up, not like a man in his twenties at all.
Adult.
Luo Zhengrong knew his son's temperament. He glanced at the injuries on his son's face and saw that it was nothing serious, so he asked him: "What's going on? Tell me clearly."
Luo Yang did not dare to speak nonsense, and truthfully told the reason for the beating and what happened.
