After confirming the new boiler with Wei Chaoying, Chu Heng hung up the phone with an annoyed look, then took out a cigarette from his pocket, threw one to the young man next to him, and then took out another one and stuffed it into himself.
In the mouth.
The young man quickly took out a match from his pocket, lit a fire, lit his cigarette, and asked excitedly: "Chu Suo, can we get a new boiler this year?"
"Yes, it can be delivered in March." Chu Heng nodded expressionlessly.
It's only the beginning of February now, and it will be at least a month before the new boiler is delivered. During this period, they have to find a way to solve the heating problems themselves!
"This is great! With the boiler, we don't have to suffer the cold this winter!" But the young man was so happy that he gave a thumbs up and sincerely praised: "You are still awesome, Chu.
So, regarding our matter of replacing the boiler, no matter how many times the director has begged grandpa and sued grandma, there is no solution, so you two can solve it over the phone."
"Don't you have to wait more than a month to get great results?"
Chu Heng curled his lips indifferently and reached for the phone again, intending to ask his second uncle to help solve the heating problem in the institute for more than a month.
But when he was about to dial out, he thought about the speed of the work above and gave up the plan after a moment of thought.
If we really have to wait for Chu Jianshe to solve this matter, it will probably take at least three to five days. By then, the day lilies will be cold, let alone the people!
So he still has to figure it out on his own.
So Chu Heng held the phone and thought for a while, then called his buddy who worked in the briquette factory.
After the call was dialed, he was quickly picked up, and an old voice full of old age sounded from the other end.
"Hey, who are you looking for?"
"My name is Chu Heng, and I'm looking for your deputy factory director Gong Xianliang."
"Oh, please wait a moment."
After hearing the sound of the phone being placed on the table, Chu Heng smoked a cigarette and waited for a while.
After about two minutes, there was another sound from the other side.
"Master Chu?"
"Yes, it's me. Have a great New Year, Ryoko."
"Happy New Year, happy New Year, why did you call my work?"
"Hey, I have nothing to ask of you."
"What are you talking about? We brothers have nothing to ask for. If you have anything to say, please speak to me."
"Hey, it's unfortunate to say that, isn't it? The boiler in my unit exploded today..." After Chu Heng told the other party about the boiler, he continued: "So, I can only come here.
I'm here to see if you can get me two carts of briquettes?"
"It's a trivial matter. Are two cars enough? How about I get you three cars?"
"That's enough, that's enough. It's only been more than a month, and I still have some left."
"That's it. I'll make arrangements right away. I'll definitely send it to you in the afternoon. Isn't it the Sixth District Grain Management Office?"
"Yes, it's over."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Chu Heng continued to dial and called a buddy who worked in a brick factory. He planned to ask him for two loads of bricks, part of which would be used to build earthen stoves for each department, and the other part used to rebuild the boiler.
house.
And things went very smoothly. They agreed readily and promised to deliver the things in the afternoon.
It can be seen that his name of Da Da Heng is relatively easy to use in these four-nine cities.
"Why."
After confirming the matter about Brick, Chu Heng finally put down the phone, said hello to the young man again, and walked out with a sullen face.
"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I was wrong from the beginning."
"If I don't agree to my second uncle being the director of this lousy director, I don't have to take over this lousy grain management office. If I don't take over this lousy grain management office, the bad things in the office won't be found on me. If I don't care about these
It's a bad thing, so you don't have to lick your face and beg for food..."
Chu Heng, who had gained two favors for nothing, came out of the building in a nonchalant manner, and went straight to the backyard to find Xiang Yong, the logistics section chief who was directing people to clean up the rubble. He said to him: "The new boiler will arrive in March, so I plan to give it to him."
Each department will first set up an earthen stove to cope with the situation."
"I have contacted you about the bricks and briquettes, and they will be delivered in the afternoon. Then you can organize the manpower to pick them up, and then find a few more people who can build earthen stoves, and try to build an earthen stove for each department before get off work."
Xiang Yong was just worried about how to solve the heating problem. He didn't expect that he would solve it in such a short time. He was suddenly pleasantly surprised and nodded hurriedly: "Oh, okay."
But then he frowned, looked at Chu Heng, and said hesitantly: "Chu Suo, this earthen stove must use an iron tube."
"What? Do you need me to worry about this?" Chu Heng, who was already angry, suddenly drooped after hearing this, and glared: "If you don't have a ticket, why don't you just negotiate with the street and it's over? Why do you need me to tell you this?"
"It's not about the tickets." Xiang Yong said with a wry smile, "It's about the lack of money."
"What the hell?"
Chu Heng's tone suddenly rose, and he asked in disbelief: "How much does a tin tube cost? Can't our institute get even this?"
He knew that the place was poor, but he didn't expect it to be so poor.
"I really can't get it out. I only have a few dollars left in the office's account. I paid for the groceries purchased by the comrades in the reception bureau today at noon." Xiang Yong said cautiously.
"What the hell..."
Chu Heng suddenly burst into anger, his eyes were as wide as cow eggs, he put his hands on his hips and roared: "Go to the person in charge of the Finance Department right now and ask him to come to me right away!"
"Alas! I'll go right away."
Xiang Yong ran away in a hurry.
"This fucking coward is the Grain Management Office!" Chu Heng cursed and gasped, wanting to blow up the boiler drum and blow up this whole place!
The employees who were cleaning up the wreckage secretly glanced at him, who was extremely irritable, and moved a little softly, fearing that they would make too much noise and make him unhappy, and thus be used as a punching bag.
In this way, two minutes passed quickly.
Bai Hongyang, the current chief of the finance section who had just finished the conversation and had not yet shaken off the joy of promotion, ran over panting, stood in front of Chu Heng tremblingly, and smiled cautiously along with him: "Chu Suo."
"Chief Bai." Chu Heng asked coldly with a drooped face, "If I remember correctly, the bureau allocates funds in the middle of every year, right?"
"Yes." Bai Hongyang muttered.
"Then please explain to me why the money was gone after just over half a year? Where did the money go?" Chu Heng asked.
"All... were used by Gan Pingjiang and the others as entertainment expenses." Bai Hongyang looked at his face carefully and said: "Since these people came here, they have been entertained basically every day, sometimes seven or eight meals a day.
It didn’t take long for them to destroy all the money in the account.”
"These bastards!" Chu Heng was so angry that his teeth almost broke. Then he thought about it and asked, "Do you have any notes?"
"Yes!" Bai Hongyang nodded hurriedly.
"You go upstairs to get it immediately, and call the relevant personnel from your department to come down together. I'll wait for you in the car, and we'll go to the bureau to check the accounts! I want these grandsons to vomit out everything they eat!"
