"The food for this meal was sent to grandma's house!"
Qian Jiaming came out of Chu Heng's room with a dark face, holding a half-eaten meal in one hand and a full can of Liubiju Pickled Melon Sticks in the other. He felt extremely humiliated.
The jar of pickles in his hand is a thank you gift from the grandson in it!
And for this jar of broken pickles, not only was he blackmailed into buying two tube buildings, but he also had to go to many different places for him to convince his family to sign this project, which for construction workers was no different from the Xinchou Treaty!
"The rumors misled me!"
Qian Jiaming looked up at the sky and felt that the sky was no longer blue.
Didn’t it mean that Chu Heng had a calm personality, an open mind, a broad mind, and the air of a general?
But why do I think he is a complete stinker?
What a general-like style!
He smells like a capitalist!
The geese are plucking their hair!
"Haha, you did a good job today, you will be rewarded heavily when you come back!"
Inside the house, Chu Heng, Longyan Dayue, who had solved the housing problem for employees, put a pickle stick into Qian Jiefang's lunch box as a sign of encouragement.
Qian Jiefang stared blankly at this guy who laughed out loud. He finally came to his senses, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said fearfully: "I understand, team leader, you are using me as an excuse.
You are forcing my sixth uncle to compromise."
"Hey, you should have told me in advance. I thought you were really going to shoot me! But you scared me to death."
"Wouldn't it be true if I said no in advance?" Chu Heng, who had already finished his own steamed buns, silently took away a big steamed bun in his lunch box, and gave the other party a piece of big cake: "I said
You kid is also stupid. For a right-hand man like you who is aware and capable, how can I really be willing to fire you?"
"You kid, just follow me and work hard. When we share the credit in the future, you will definitely be a part of it!"
Right arm?
Do I have such a high status in the team leader's heart?
Am I that good?
"I will do my best!"
Qian Jiefang giggled and picked up the last steamed bun and took a bite. Suddenly he felt very full, as if he had just stuffed a big cake without even sesame seeds into his stomach. He couldn't eat it for a while.
So, he put down the steamed bun again, picked up the pickle stick in the lunch box, chewed it carefully, and found that the taste was extremely sweet.
As for the resentful Uncle Six, who had just been tricked and almost went berserk, he had now been thrown out of his mind by this filial son who was full of bright future.
Breakfast time ends soon.
After eating and drinking, Chu Heng wiped his mouth and handed the empty lunch box to Qian Jiefang to wash. After that, he hummed a little song and walked outside the house, ready to go find Lu Yansong and explain to him about building a house.
As Qian Jiaming said, their winery’s original plan did not include a tube building, so all the materials such as turning heads, sand, gravel, cement, etc. needed to build the building had to be obtained from Peng Lai.
It's a lot of trouble.
But Chu Heng doesn't need to worry too much about these. He is only responsible for giving orders now, and the errands are done by his subordinates.
After Chu Heng came out of the house, he looked around for a while. He didn't see Lu Yansong, so he walked to the next room to look for him.
At this moment, the people from the propaganda team had finished their meal and went out. Lu Yansong was the only one in the room, lying on the table writing furiously.
"What are you busy with?" Chu Heng walked in with a smile.
“I’m not busy with anything, I’m just taking advantage of the free time now to catch up on my plans for the next few days.
"
Lu Yansong quickly put down his pen and stood up to pour him some water.
"Don't be busy, I just had a stomach full of porridge." Chu Heng waved his hand to stop him, walked over and sat down, picked up the cigarette on the table, and said: "I'm looking for you because I want to tell you about the construction industry.
thing."
"What's going on?" Lu Yansong quickly took out a lighter and lit it for him.
Chu Heng puffed on a cigarette and narrowed his eyes in enjoyment: "Qian Jiaming came to my place just now. I had a chat with him, and finally he agreed to help us build two tube buildings. Please contact Peng Lai as soon as possible.
Let’s settle the matter regarding the approval note for building materials. It’s the same as before. If you can owe us, we’ll pay you as much as possible. If necessary, you can ask for permission. When the time comes, you can report the entertainment expenses and I’ll approve the note.”
"Okay, after I speak later, I will go to Daxin Store and call Penglai to see their reaction first." Lu Yansong nodded with a wry smile.
He still hasn't figured out why this guy likes to owe money so much. It's not like the boss didn't allocate funds to the winery. There are hundreds of thousands lying there. He's like a miser. If it's not necessary, he won't pay a penny.
Can't get it out.
So much so that he is looked down upon everywhere he goes, and people in many units secretly call him a pauper...
"besides."
Chu Heng flicked the cigarette ashes and said: "The construction team also needs some manpower. When you go to Daxin Store, stop by the commune and ask them to send some more people."
"Oh, I remember." Lu Yansong responded with a sigh, and then silently considered the matter at hand in his heart, feeling a little overwhelmed for a moment.
Now, in the winery, except for the logistics, he is in charge of everything big and small. Chu Heng, the big leader, is a hands-off shopkeeper. If something happens, he will just throw it down, regardless of whether the people below him will die from exhaustion.
But he didn't dare to complain about this, let alone slack off, he could only grit his teeth and stand firm.
Otherwise, he will probably be replaced...
There are people of all ages who covet his position!
Lu Yansong touched the stool under his buttocks that seemed to be falling apart at any moment, quickly cheered up, and proactively discussed some details with Chu Heng.
Unknowingly, the time came to half past seven, and Jiang Fanghao suddenly opened the door and walked in, interrupting their conversation.
"The team leader is here too." Jiang Fanghao smiled and stepped forward to say hello to Chu Heng, and then said to Lu Yansong: "All the members are here. If you are busy, why not give me your work plan?
Let me assign tasks for you."
"I won't bother you, Comrade Jiang. I'll do it myself while you go about your business."
Lu Yansong clutched his work plan tightly as if he were guarding against thieves, stood up with a smile, said to Chu Heng that he would come as soon as he went, and walked quickly outside the house.
The man surnamed Jiang is his main competitor. He would be stupid to hand over his rights!
Not even once!
Jiang Fanghao looked at his hurried back, glanced at Chu Heng who was smoking beside him, sighed in a pretentious manner, and secretly gave him some eye drops: "Team leader, do you think this old way is too much?
I just wanted to help, but I didn’t want to do anything else.”
"Besides, now is the time to work together, so how can I think about competing with him..."
"Okay, okay, don't make this twist with me."
Chu Heng was too lazy to listen to this and interrupted him angrily: "You can just do your work in peace and quiet, and don't worry about the rest. Others cannot take it away from you. It's not yours. No matter how much you worry about it, it will be in vain."
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Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Where there are rivers and lakes, there is fame and fortune. Where there is fame and fortune, there are fights.
