This little girl with braids actually has a very strong temperament, and she also has a lot of tricks. Otherwise, how could she, a female prostitute, be the leader of this propaganda team? How could she make a group of men willing to be ridden by her?
But, all things in this world are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, just like brine and tofu, one thing brings down the other.
Now the braid is like that jar of highly toxic brine. If she covets Chu Heng's body and wants to eat him, she will be manipulated and subdued.
At this moment, looking at Chu Heng who was so close to her, feeling the hormones rushing towards her face, her heart felt like a lake that had been thrown into a huge boulder. It could be said that there were turbulent waves, one after another.
She raised her rosy face, and her bright eyes were already filled with that rich and handsome figure. She was usually arbitrary and authoritative, but at this moment she was like a well-behaved, sensible little daughter-in-law with no independent opinions. She nodded vigorously when she heard this.
, said: "Yeah, I think Comrade Chu Heng, you are right!"
After saying that, Twist Braid turned around and shouted to the big guy: "Don't listen to him, everyone should eat and eat. We are working hard after we have eaten and drank. Let's go quickly."
When everyone saw that the head of the propaganda team had spoken, they naturally no longer had to pay attention to the silly young man blocking their way. They walked past him chatting and laughing, and hurried back to work.
The young man looked at the crowd of people walking by and felt disgraced. His face turned green and white with anger. Soon, the young and energetic man rushed to his head, turned around and walked towards the man who was following Chu.
Heng's braided words were very dissatisfied: "Captain, what do you mean? I think..."
"What do you think?" The braided man who had interrupted the conversation looked over displeasedly, his pretty face as cold as ice, frowning and glaring, and said: "I am the captain of this propaganda team, when will it be your turn to give orders?
Are you here? Get out of here and tell me nonsense, do you believe it or not?"
After hearing her threat, the expression on the young man's face suddenly froze.
He couldn't help but think of those methods of braiding, and he suddenly became frightened. After staring at the other party for a few times with an uncertain expression, he finally gritted his teeth and stepped aside, not daring to say another word.
Good men don't fight with women.
This is how he explained it to himself.
"snort!"
The braided man snorted coldly at him, then turned his head and said to Chu Heng with a smile: "Ignore him, Comrade Chu Heng, let's go eat too."
"good."
Chu Heng smiled and nodded, glanced at the young man standing aside with a sinister look on his face, turned around and asked back with his braid.
The young man looked at the two people who were talking and laughing and leaving. It wasn't until they were far away that he dared to express the anger in his heart. He angrily kicked down a grapevine next to him and cursed angrily with gritted teeth: "
This bitch!"
"Brother Yong!"
At this time, a little girl who had a good relationship with him came over, glanced at her thin lips, and whispered: "I heard it just now, it was the captain named Chu who was teasing you, and she refuted your face in public.
of."
"I think there must be something going on between these two people. Otherwise, with the captain's character, how could he listen to other people's opinions? It's even less likely that he won't be interested in our own people."
"Bah! Shameless!"
Brother Yong spit thick phlegm at the backs of the two of them, and then he was stunned for a moment. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the two people thoughtfully, with a stern look flashing in his slender eyes.
…
In the evening, the red sun sets in the west.
The well-fed and drunk team members left the winery in small groups. The day's tiredness left them with little energy to even chat. They dragged their tired bodies and walked slowly through the mountains, each in silence.
, like a group of walking zombies.
The employees of the winery were not much better than them. After cleaning up the mess left in the open space, they simply washed up and hurried back to the house to rest.
But what is different from the past is that now almost no one will complain or dare to complain anymore. Chu Heng has made the matter clear. If there are still people who dare to say something that should not be said, it is an ideological problem.
If you are not good, you will be punished!
"Hey, you! What an arm and leg I have!"
Chu Heng groaned and lay on the kang, his eyes were empty, his expression was vague, and his face was dull, as if he had just been fucked a dozen times.
The braid had been with him all day today. He couldn't help but work hard all day long. He was so tired that his whole body seemed to fall apart, and he lay there without wanting to move.
On the other hand, Cen Hao, this grandson is as tough as iron. He ran all over the mountain carrying grape vines for a whole day like a normal person. He still had the energy to practice boxing after dinner!
Isn’t this an animal? No!
"Team leader, how about I give you a squeeze on your arms and legs?"
Jiang Fanghao, who was lying on the table writing some plans, saw her looking like she was asking for help, so he ran over to show her courtesy. He was in charge of logistics. Although he was a little busy, he didn't have to work in the fields, so he wasn't too tired.
.
"Do your business, I'm fine." Chu Heng refused hastily.
He didn't have any special hobbies, so it was really awkward to be pinched and pinched by a man.
"That's okay."
Jiang Fanghao nodded disappointedly and continued to work on his own.
This went on for a while.
A girl from the propaganda team suddenly knocked on the door and walked in. She announced with a smile: "Comrade Chu, Comrade Jiang, we are going to have a study meeting in the open space outside the house at seven o'clock. Don't be late, you two."
"Oh, okay." Jiang Fanghao stood up quickly with a smile on his face. He was in his thirties, but he felt scared when facing this girl who could treat him as his daughter.
"We will definitely show up on time." Chu Heng also responded with a stern face, but did not get up.
The girl left satisfied.
"grass!"
When the door was closed again, Chu Heng cursed angrily and sat up with his sore body, his face looking extremely ugly.
He was really annoyed!
So these guys must not stay any longer!
Chu Heng glanced at Jiang Fanghao, who also had a reluctant look on his face, his expression moved slightly, and he suddenly said: "Old Jiang, there is something I want to leave to you."
"What do you want me to do?" Jiang Fanghao came to him in a few steps.
"I want you to find a way to get rid of the propaganda team!" Chu Heng said with a cold face: "If you do it well, I will guarantee you a bright future. If you don't do it well, you will just be a mother in this valley.
.”
Jiang Fanghao raised his head fiercely, his eyes fiery.
"Okay, I will do it as soon as possible!"
He nodded vigorously, not worried about the problem before him, but instead extremely excited.
Because Jiang Fanghao knew very well that the person with a bright future mentioned by Chu Heng was not as simple as the director of the winery or the leader of the project team. After all, he was already the head of the logistics section. Even if he was promoted to the position, it would not be considered a promising person.
Therefore, he guessed that Chu Heng most likely wanted him to go to the Ministry of Foreign Trade, which he had always wanted to do!
