"This stinky bitch will take advantage of me whenever she gets the chance!"
In the Cuban Embassy, under the ambiguous looks of a group of foreigners, Chu Heng came out cursing, holding a white handkerchief in his hand and vigorously wiping the lipstick marks on his face.
A few moments.
He returned to Volga, looked in the rearview mirror carefully, and after confirming that there were no traces, he felt relieved. He immediately rolled down the window, threw the handkerchief away with a look of disgust, started the car and drove away quickly.
go.
The Chu family has a social event today.
A few days ago, Fang Yuchun from the food factory asked him to help him find the position of deputy director who had just been vacated. Chu Heng couldn't save face and refused his old friend's request. In addition, the other party was also very good at getting things done, so he asked Du San to make some connections.
, it was not until yesterday that the dust settled and he took office.
Today's entertainment was invited by Fang Yuchun. It took place in the Western Restaurant of Xinqiao Hotel. This place is basically as famous as Moscow Restaurant, Dongfeng Second Floor and other hotels. It is a rare high-end place open to the public in Sijiu City, and it is also a place to entertain important guests.
One of the few hotels of choice.
The car drove quickly through the market, and after more than twenty minutes, it stopped outside the courtyard of Du San's house.
Fang Yuchun had already arrived. In addition to himself, he also brought Wang Jun, the deputy manager of the seed company, and Wu Jiekai, who was also at the food factory.
All are old friends.
At this time, Du San and the three of them were playing mahjong in the room, while Han Xu and Jiang Keba watched the excitement from the side.
"Oh, it's all fun." After Chu Heng came in, he glanced at the people in the room and said a simple hello. Finally, his eyes fell on Wang Jun and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you in a while, Lao Wang. Recently
How about it?"
They met through the dead man Li Fugui. At first, it was because Wang Jun wanted to get a batch of rebar to build dormitories for his unit. After asking around, he found out that Chu Heng had connections, so he begged him. Later, the two of them also occasionally interacted.
They are considered good friends.
The reason why Wang Jun and Fang Yuchun met was naturally because of Chu Heng. I remember one time when he and Fang Yuchun were drinking together, he accidentally met Wang Jun and got together at the same table. After the contact, the two of them ended up getting along better than Chu Heng.
.
"Haha, thanks to you, I just hired the manager last month." Wang Jun handed him a cigarette with a red face: "After today's meal is finished, I will treat you to another meal another day."
"That's enough." Chu Heng took it casually and put it to his mouth when Han Xu diligently handed over the lighter and lit a cigarette for him.
"Check!"
"..."
Chu Heng looked at the flames that were at least ten centimeters away from the cigarette in his mouth. He walked half a step forward silently, lit the cigarette and took a puff. He patted Han Xu on the shoulder and looked at the pair standing guard.
With a sentry eye, he said earnestly: "Brother, try not to light cigarettes for others in the future, you will easily get beaten."
"What's wrong? Master Chu." Han Xu was puzzled.
"Just listen to me." Chu Heng rolled his eyelids.
"fifty thousand!"
At this time, Jacky Wu, who had already lost a lot, threw out a card tremblingly.
Fang Yuchun, who was sitting in his previous home, grinned and pushed down the mahjong in front of him: "What a fool!"
"No, didn't the third master just pay 50,000 yuan? Why are you still messing with it!" Wu Jiekkai's eyes widened in astonishment.
"I didn't catch up just now." Fang Yuchun said with a smile.
"Damn it, light another cannon." Wu Jiekai pushed away the cards with a frown, took out two cents from the few zero tickets in front of him and handed it over.
When Chu Heng saw this, he walked up and asked with a smile: "How are you doing?"
"I lost several yuan." Jacky Wu sighed and shuffled the cards.
"It's okay to lose. Get up."
Chu Heng pulled him aside, pointed at the other people at the table, and said angrily: "These grandsons are all rich and powerful, can you, a small worker, afford to play with them? They just light cannons and don't take it seriously.
You have to be on tenterhooks even if you play a card!"
"We are working together today. If we lose, it will be mine, and if we win, we will get half of it."
"Hehe, then I'll wait for Master Chu's glory."
"Wait! I will make you rich!"
"Crash!"
Soon, the mahjong was recoded. Chu Heng held the dice but did not move. He glanced at Du San and others and raised his eyebrows: "The market is going up? A few cents is meaningless."
"I don't have a problem, as long as you are happy, Mr. Chu." Du San looked like a loser. He didn't take the money seriously at all. If he lost, he would lose. He just wanted to make the boss happy.
"Sure." Fang Yuchun shrugged.
"I'm not afraid anymore." Wang Jun said with a smile.
The three of them are either gangster leaders, managers, or deputy factory directors, and they are all very confident.
So the card game started again and didn't end until after eleven o'clock.
"I accept it, everyone."
Chu Heng stood up with a smile on his face, checked the money in his hand, found a total of more than fifty yuan, and immediately took out half of it and gave it to Wu Jiekkai.
"Thank you, Mr. Chu!" The boy smiled so hard that it was almost worth his monthly salary.
"Why are you thanking me? Thank you to these three gods of wealth." Chu Heng pointed to the three listless people on the table.
"Haha, thank you to the three gods of wealth." Jacky Wu laughed and teased a few people.
"Get out of here."
Fang Yuchun waved his hand with an unlucky look, grabbed the only penny left on the table and stood up.
"Let's go eat."
The people in the room quickly cleaned up the mess and quickly came out of the room. Then six people squeezed into Chu Heng's Volga and rushed to the Xinqiao Hotel.
As a Western restaurant as famous as Lao Mo, Xinqiao Hotel is quite expensive, so the people who come and go here are basically people with status and status, either from the big courtyard, or successful people like Fang Yuchun, grassroots
It is rare for stubborn people from a good background to appear here, either because they have no money or because they are ostracized.
Sure enough, when Chu Heng and the others came over, the restaurant was filled with either high-end people who looked like dogs, or high-spirited young men from the courtyard who scolded Fang Qiu, but not a single lowly person was seen.
"Master Chu!"
"Hey, Yoko, I haven't seen you for a while."
"Yeah, let's have a drink together?"
"No, no, I came here with my friends. Another day, another day."
…
After saying hello to a few acquaintances, Chu Heng and Fang Yuchun were led by the waiter to an empty table and sat down. After ordering a bunch of food, they opened two more bottles of Wuliangye.
It's just a matter of pushing cups and changing cups, and drinking and drinking.
It wasn't until after two o'clock that they left the hotel drunk.
Standing at the door of the hotel, enjoying the gentle breeze.
Chu Heng, who was in the middle of a conversation, tugged on his collar and asked a few people around him: "Anyway, there is nothing to do in the afternoon. How about our brothers go down the road later?"
"It's done."
Fang Yuchun and Wang Jun, both in their forties, felt it was new and responded one after another. They smiled and took out cigarettes and lit one each, chatting and laughing as they strolled along the noisy Chongwenmen Nei Street.
Not long after, several people arrived near Dongdan Park and were about to go in and take a look when they were suddenly attracted by the noise at the park gate.
"Isn't this little mute? Go ahead."
"Have you got any money in your pocket? Lend me some."
"Don't run!"
Several people looked around and saw several evil-looking hooligans surrounding an innocent-looking girl.
