After taking a few deep breaths and suppressing his restless emotions, Su Chen turned to look at Huang Mingfeng, his former friend and now his opponent.
The other party also felt something at this time, and turned to look at him, and they saw the fierce fighting spirit in each other's eyes.
Although they usually behave like father and son, in the face of real interests, it's all nonsense.
This is the position of deputy director that they have long dreamed of!
No matter how good the relationship is, we can’t let it go!
So after looking at each other, the two of them turned their attention to Chu Heng, their eyes full of hope, but neither of them spoke first, they both smiled reservedly.
At this time, silence was better than sound. When Chu Heng saw their expressions, he already understood what they meant, and he was not too surprised by this.
He put down the tea cup with a smile, crossed his legs, looked at the two of them again, and said unhurriedly: "You two are both old men under my command. Whether it is character or ability, it is obvious to all that you are qualified for the job."
The position of deputy director is more than enough. However, there is only one position now, and I can’t bear to give it to whomever, so let’s choose a fair way to decide.”
"What?" Huang Mingfeng asked hurriedly.
Chu Heng grinned: "Rock, paper, scissors, one game determines the outcome. If you win, you will be the deputy director. If you lose, you will have to wait. What do you two think?"
"..."
The expressions on their faces instantly froze.
They thought of many possibilities, and even mentally reviewed high-end fighting techniques such as stealing seals, pouring dirty water, and deflating bicycles, and prepared to use them on each other when they returned.
But what the two of them never expected was that Chu Heng would use such childish methods to solve the problem!
It’s really… it’s… so fucked up!
The position of deputy director is decided by rock, paper, scissors!
Who would believe it?
Chu Heng saw that the two of them were silent, so he asked again: "What? No? Then guessing coins, drawing lots, etc. can do it, and it won't hurt the harmony."
You can't think of something high-end, right?
After hearing this, the two looked at each other again and smiled helplessly. Finally, Su Chen said: "Then I'll listen to you, rock, paper, scissors, we'll leave it to fate."
"Sure." Huang Mingfeng nodded speechlessly.
"Then let's start. What are you waiting for?" Chu Heng raised his hand and looked at them leisurely, waiting to watch the show.
After hearing the words, the two stood up and looked at each other solemnly. They both slowly put their right hands behind their backs. Heavy breaths came out of their noses. Their hearts were beating wildly, and there seemed to be sparks in the air.
Flashing.
For a moment, the two of them were like two peerless swordsmen playing chess.
“Rock, paper, scissors!”
As a slogan rang out, the two men took action like lightning.
Su Chen was immediately overjoyed and smiled so hard that he looked like a big-bellied Maitreya Buddha.
"Oh! This hand..."
Huang Mingfeng almost went crazy. With an annoyed look on his face, he slapped the back of his right hand with his left hand, wishing he could chop it off on the spot.
"Congratulations, Lao Su." Seeing that the dust had settled, Chu Heng smiled and handed over Su Chen's hand.
"It all depends on your support, director." Su Chen grinned from ear to ear.
"Okay, okay, Old Huang, please don't break your hand again." Chu Heng looked at Huang Mingfeng, whose face turned green, and comforted him with a dumbfounded voice: "Don't worry about temporary gains and losses, there will be opportunities in the future, I
I promise you, if there is another vacancy, you will be the first one!"
"I don't care." Huang Mingfeng shook his red right hand with a slumped head, still regretting: "It was just a little bit close. Why did I get out of the cloth? I really deserve to die!"
"Calm down, calm down, Lao Huang." Seeing this, Su Chen, who had gotten the advantage, also hurriedly stepped forward to comfort him: "Well, I'll treat you to a guest tonight, and you can choose the place you want, okay?"
"I want to go to Xinqiao Hotel!" Huang Mingfeng looked at him with gritted teeth, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
"No problem, eat whatever you want and be satisfied!"
Su Chen readily agreed, with a bright smile on his face.
…
Just when Chu Heng had just chosen the deputy director, Gan Pingjiang, the other deputy director, was looking gloomy.
"Why!"
Fang Haijun, the general section chief who was sitting on the chair across from Gan Pingjiang, suddenly sighed heavily, and then he smoked cigarettes with his head down, his brows knitted into knots.
He is good friends with Gan Pingjiang. He used to be an ordinary worker in the light bulb factory. He was usually lazy, cheating and sneaky, and his reputation in the workplace was not very good.
This kind of person, if there is no accident or background, will be like that in this life.
Unexpectedly, in the first half of last year, the two of them took advantage of the stock wind and used some messy methods to suddenly come to the fore, and finally arrived at the Sixth District Grain Management Office, a good place where many people are fighting for their heads.
The reason why Fang Haijun was worried was also because of Chu Heng.
Because before Chu Heng came back, the two people had already reached a cooperation. Fang Haijun would succeed Gan Pingjiang as deputy director after he was promoted to director. But now the second generation ancestor suddenly came back, blocking them like a big mountain.
, leaving them with nowhere to go. How can Fang Haijun, who has just tasted the power, not worry?
"Stop fucking!"
At this time, Gan Pingjiang suddenly slammed the table and asked the other side of the navy with a sullen face: "Hurry up and think of a solution, what should we do next!"
"What else can we do?" Fang Haijun lowered his head and sighed: "With our thin arms and legs, we definitely can't move Chu Heng, so there are only two ways for us now."
"Those two?" Gan Pingjiang asked hurriedly.
"Either you stay under Chu Heng's hand, or you find some connections and transfer the unit for us." Fang Haijun said worriedly.
"The first one will definitely not work. Then Chu Heng has just taken office. How long will we have to stay?" Gan Pingjiang frowned and said, "It's better to quickly find connections and change units."
Fang Haijun said with some reluctance: "But in this case, the scene we finally opened up will be gone."
"No, no." Gan Pingjiang said angrily: "With the abilities of us two brothers, we can't go anywhere without eating. Isn't it just a waste of more than two months? What a big deal!"
"Okay then, let's go find someone later." Gan Pingjiang has always been the backbone between the two of them, so when Fang Haijun saw that he had made up his mind, he nodded and agreed.
Then the two of them discussed in whispers which relationships they should enter into and what they should mean.
While the two people were talking secretly, another deputy director, Ding Antai, was running around in various departments, asking about Chu Heng's preferences.
This guy was not very ambitious, and he was very open-minded. After knowing that the facts were irreversible, he made up his mind to embrace Chu Heng's thigh.
Ding Antai even felt that Chu Heng's sudden return might be an opportunity for him, but not necessarily.
After all, that man’s connections are astounding. If he can really board this ship, he will surely rise to great heights in the future!
