Chu Heng, who was suddenly favored, was very frightened.
He looked at the leaders on the table who had kind faces but strange eyes. He always felt like weasels paying New Year greetings to chickens, and they had no good intentions!
Facing the wary-looking Chu Heng, several leaders were dumbfounded for a moment.
Is this little girl a bitch?
If you are nice to you, you are afraid of falling in love. Do you think I have to whip you with a whip to make you feel better?
"Okay, there are no outsiders at the table, so let's not get involved with those vain people."
Meng Huazhi spoke lazily at this time, holding an order worth more than 70,000 yuan in his hand, and having already received part of the deposit. He was now rich and powerful, and even his waist was much harder than before. He saw him arrogantly holding the
Kuaizi put a piece of meat in the lunch box of a leader who had booked 10,000 foreign exchange in his office this morning and begged his grandfather to tell his grandmother. The old man said to Chu Heng: "We have nothing to do with you today."
I just want to ask you if there are any other ways to get some foreign exchange for the unit."
The success of the clothing studio can be regarded as a self-proof for Chu Heng.
Through this small shop, he proved his ability to the leaders and showed them that his vision and knowledge far exceeded that of most people in the country.
This not only gave the leaders of the ministry greater expectations of him.
He even knows about the private customization of Laoshizi, which he has never heard of. So will this kid have more clever ideas?
"So that's what happened. I thought you wanted me to sell my butt!" Chu Heng breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. He picked up a piece of twice-cooked pork from the lunch box and stuffed it into his mouth. He ate it and made a squeaking sound.
"Ahem!"
Ya's words almost caused several people at the table to spit out their food. One leader coughed a few times, glared and yelled: "Why do you talk so much nonsense? You are serious about business, be serious!"
"Hehe." Chu Heng bared his teeth and smiled, but this time he was not afraid anymore. He lowered his head with his mouth wide open and picked up the tachyon and dug it into the lunch box. In the blink of an eye, it was reduced by a third, and he was eating as fast as ever.
"Can you wait and eat later?" A leader with a somewhat impatient temper couldn't help urging him when he saw him turning around and saying nothing, "Do you have any other ideas?"
"Yes, why not?" Chu Heng raised his head, chewing food with a bulging mouth, and said vaguely: "There are many ways to earn foreign exchange, export trade, service export, scientific and technological cooperation, which one should be done?
Well, all the foreign exchange earned has gone to the sea, but with Batumi blocking it and some other reasons, it is basically impossible to make it happen."
"You've been talking for a long time and you still haven't said anything?" The leader rolled his eyes at him, knocked on the table and said, "What we want to ask you is the kind of idea that can work!"
"That's not the case." Chu Heng swallowed the food in his mouth, shook his head and said: "Given our current situation, it is indeed a bit difficult to earn foreign exchange. The idea I came up with for the studio was just a coincidence.
of."
"Why!"
Several people at the table couldn't help but feel disappointed when they heard this. Naturally, they understood the difficulties this boy mentioned, even more than he did. They originally expected this boy to have some tricks up his sleeve, but he didn't expect him to have any spells either.
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It’s a pity that the dishes were delivered just now…
Seeing this, Chu Heng smiled and comforted him: "Hey, you guys, don't sigh. The difficulty is only temporary. In a few years, my winery plan will be completed. I dare not say anything else. It will be more than a thousand and eighty yuan a year."
It’s absolutely easy to make millions in foreign exchange.”
"Isn't it true that water from a distance can't quench the thirst of a near person? You said this is of no use! Can we still let the comrades outside get sick and wait a few years before we see them? We can wait a few years before we can hold any activities?"
"Bullshit every day!"
"I think you are just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse this time, and you hit it by mistake!"
The leaders rejected the pie he drew and threw it back in disgust, slapping him in the face.
"No, why are you so angry with me?" Chu Heng, who lost his favor in an instant, said in a fit of laughter and tears: "I am just a team leader, and I am on loan. The comrades outside cannot afford medical treatment and have no money to hold activities.
What does this have to do with me? Shouldn’t this be something you worry about? Why are you still blaming me?”
"Shut up and eat!"
"No matter how big or small the brats are, they need to be dealt with!"
The leaders who had been stabbed in the heart darkened their faces and turned their heads away from him. This bastard couldn't speak anymore!
"What are you shouting for? Did Xiao Chu say it wrong? It's your own problem, so why would you want to vent your anger on others?" Meng Da Lao glared at them and protected Chu Heng's golden nugget like a treasure.
He can become a master of finance and get rid of the same worries as others before, so that the people he is responsible for can have more pockets, but it is all thanks to Chu Heng, how can he be willing to let them suffer?
Chu Heng immediately burst into tears of gratitude and silently put away the Fangtian painted halberd in his mind.
Bu wandered for half his life, and finally met the Lord of the Ming Dynasty...
He was moved and took a big mouthful of rice. As he was eating, he suddenly thought of something, slapped his thigh and said, "Hey, I almost forgot about this."
"What's going on?" Elder Meng looked over in confusion.
Chu Heng said with a smile: "In addition to designing clothes for Ivy, I also hired someone to design jewelry. We can think of ways to open a private customized jewelry store Wude."
Meng Da Lao's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and other leaders suddenly stopped and turned their heads to look.
"In that case, can we also get some other personal customization? For example, shoes, hats, etc.?"
A leader squinted his eyes and said thoughtfully.
"This is basically impossible." Chu Heng shook his head and said mercilessly: "The only people in our country who can afford high-end privately customized things are the rich people in the embassies, and their spending power is limited.
, it’s already very difficult to support two shops to survive.”
"That makes sense." The leader nodded in disappointment.
"Okay, don't think so much, let's finish this jewelry store first." The impatient leader smiled and looked at Chu Heng with a kind look on his face: "Xiao Chu, you can work harder if you can.
I’ll leave this matter to you. Come to my office later and have a detailed chat with me.”
"well."
Chu Heng rolled his eyes. He was called a brat before, but now he is Xiao Chu again. Ha, what a fickle man!
"It's okay to report to him. I'm not responsible for this matter. Let's go, Xiao Chu, don't eat. I'll invite you to a restaurant and let's talk while we eat." The other leader started grabbing people and stood up to arrest them.
He held Chu Heng's arm and was about to leave. There was no other way. There was too much food for the monks, so he had to strike first.
"Are you looking for a fight, you old boy? How dare you steal someone from me!" The acute leader immediately got angry, slapped the table and stood up, grabbing Chu Heng's other arm and pulling him back.
"Hurry up and let go, or I'll whip you, do you believe it?"
"Still beating me? Come on, let's practice!"
The two of them glared at each other like a cockfight. Chu Heng, who was caught in the middle and was being dragged around, grimaced in pain. Why are these two people so strong?
"You two, please calm down! A group of people are watching, and you are not afraid of being laughed at." An old man couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up and pulled the two people back, and then glanced at the other people who were eager to try. He was not angry.
He said: "Can we all make a little profit? Can't we just get tens of thousands more yuan in foreign exchange a month? Do we have to fight over it? Just listen to me, this shop belongs to the ministry, and everyone will share the money they make."
"No, are you going a little too far? Xiao Chu was transferred by me, and he works under me, so you don't ask for my opinion?" Meng Da Lao pointed at Chu Heng, who was busy eating as soon as he sat back.
He looked at them with faint eyes, like looking at a group of robbers.
