After these days of hard work, Chu Heng has led the team members of the institute to thoroughly sort out the mess left by Kant during his tenure, and has also introduced some temporary optimization regulations to address the problems that arise in each department.
Not only does the work of employees become easier, but the efficiency is also much faster.
However, this also resulted in employees being idle in the unit most of the time, making the problem of redundant staff in the institute even more obvious.
But this problem is beyond Chu Heng's control. His duty is only to keep an eye on the grain management station and ensure the food supply for the residents.
This morning.
Chu Heng came out of home early and went to the Grain Bureau for a meeting.
The drive was so fast that when he arrived at the place, it wasn't even eight o'clock.
Today's meeting will be a conference, and the top leaders of the major grain management offices, grain depots, rice and noodle factories, military grain supply centers, etc. under the Grain Bureau in Sijiu City will be present.
After Chu Heng arrived, he parked the car and went straight to the conference room without looking for his second uncle.
At this time, most of the participants had already arrived. When I stood at the door, I saw that most of the people who caught my eye were middle-aged and elderly men and women in their forties and fifties, and those in their thirties were rare.
As a young man in his twenties, he looked a little out of place, so he naturally gained a lot of attention.
"Is he Chu Heng?"
"Yes, Chu Bureau's nephew."
"I heard he was a tough guy. As soon as he took office, he sent half of the leaders in the unit to him!"
"Oh, it's not just because he has the support of his second uncle."
"Keep your voice down, don't let him hear you. These uncles and nephews don't have big ideas."
Amidst the discussion, Chu Heng strode into the meeting place, first asked his second uncle's secretary to sign in, and then walked to the last row of the meeting room.
"Chu Suo is here."
"Hey, Director Feng, I haven't seen you for a while."
"Don't mention it. I was in the hospital for half a month and almost didn't come out."
"Huh? What's wrong? What are you doing?"
"heart disease."
"Oh, you have to be more careful."
After chatting with acquaintances for a while, the time soon reached eight o'clock. Then a group of bureau leaders headed by Chu Jianshe stepped in. The room became quiet and the meeting officially began.
After Chu Heng sat there obediently and listened for a while, his eyelids began to fight, and he soon fell asleep leaning on the chair.
In this way, it was not until eleven o'clock that Chu Jianshe called for the meeting to be dismissed and he was woken up by the people around him.
"Hey, wake up, Chu Suo, evacuated."
"Ah? The meeting is over?" Chu Heng opened his eyes blankly, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and asked the director of the flour mill next to him: "What did you say?"
"Hey, what can I say? It's not the same old thing." The factory director sneered and curled his lips, got up and walked out.
Chu Heng also quickly stood up and squeezed out little by little with the flow of people.
After arriving at the door and receiving a document about the contents of today's meeting, he ran out and caught up with Geng Quanhai, who was not far ahead.
"Wait a moment, Brother Geng."
Hearing this, Geng Quanhai stopped, turned around, looked over, and joked with a smile: "You kid, you woke up."
"Haha, you saw it." Chu Heng was laughing and joking without any embarrassment. He came to his side in a few steps and followed him to the office building. He asked: "How is Gan Pingjiang's gang? They've been dealt with it.
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"The matter was just finished yesterday. They were all sentenced to thirty years at most and ten years at least." Geng Quanhai took out a cigarette and handed it to him: "Do you want to smoke mine?"
"That's fast enough!" Chu Heng raised his eyebrows in surprise, and after taking the cigarette, he quickly asked: "What about the money? When can you give it to us?"
"You have to wait a little longer for this. We are still going through the formalities." Geng Quanhai thought for a moment and said, "At the end of the month, it's almost the end of the month."
"You can just get it at the end of the year."
Chu Heng rolled his eyelids speechlessly, unable to complain about the efficiency of the bureau. Then the two of them chatted and walked. When they arrived near Volga, they waved goodbye, turned around and left in the car.
When he returned to the grain management station, he was just in time for a lunch break.
Because each department now has its own stove, some people who brought their own meals did not go to the cafeteria to eat. After heating their meals in the room, they ate directly in their own departments.
As soon as Chu Heng entered the small building, he smelled the strong aroma of food.
"Gululu!"
Smelling the aroma, his stomach suddenly began to drum when he was not very hungry. Chu Heng quickly climbed up the stairs and returned to his office with his bag in hand.
Because of Qin Jingru's care, the stove in his house is always burning.
When Chu Heng came back, the fire was still burning brightly, the red flames were baking on the furnace lid, and the room was as warm as spring.
He hurriedly walked over to the earthen stove, cleaned the soot in the stove, and then added some briquettes to it before taking out his lunch box and placing it on the stove to heat.
While the meal was being heated, Chu Heng came to the sofa and sat down, took out the documents he had just received from the bureau from his bag, smoked a cigarette and looked at it leisurely.
"I thought it was such a big deal!"
After a while, after reading the document, he curled his lips and put the document on the coffee table, then stood up to get the hot lunch box, and ate it happily.
"Squeak!"
Chu Heng had just eaten a few mouthfuls of food when the office door was suddenly pushed open. Qin Jingru poked her head in from the outside and was surprised when she saw Chu Heng eating.
"You're back, brother."
I can add another meal at noon...
"I just came back, not long ago." Chu Heng smiled and waved: "Come here."
"well."
Qin Jingru hurriedly entered the room and locked the door. She happily came to sit next to him and pressed her body closely against him, with ripples gradually appearing in her eyes.
"Are you hungry?" Chu Heng glanced sideways at the little girl who started to breathe heavier.
"whee."
"Then you eat first."
"Ah? Don't you want to eat?"
"I'll eat mine, you eat yours."
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At 1:30 p.m., lunch break ends.
Qin Jingru, who had eaten and drank enough, walked out of Chu Heng's office with light steps.
Not long after she left, Ding Antai came over with a document and knocked on the office door.
"Dong dong."
"Enter!"
After opening the door and coming in, he wrinkled his nose and smelled the strong smell of disinfectant in the room. He thought to himself that Chu Institute was quite concerned about hygiene, and then quickly walked towards Chu Heng with the documents in hand.
"Chu Suo, a transfer letter came this morning. It's up to you to make the decision."
"Transfer letter?"
Chu Heng took it over and took a look at it doubtfully, his brows furrowing involuntarily.
This transfer letter was sent by the Second Garment Factory, and the purpose was to get the two people they wanted, You Hejin and Chen Long, to go there.
And these two people are the remnants left by those people in Gan Pingjiang.
"No!"
Chu Heng immediately refused and ordered Ding Antai angrily: "Reply them immediately and tell them about Shao Te's involvement in our grain management office. Next time, I will slap their factory director with a loud mouth.
Remember, convey it without missing a beat!”
You Hejin, Chen Long and the others were not easy-going people, so he really couldn't rest assured if he didn't keep them under his nose.
When Ding Antai saw that his attitude was so tough, he couldn't help grinning, and then he agreed and was about to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Chu Heng stopped him again, handed over the documents he had received in the morning, and said, "Take this document back and look at it. After this, organize the leaders in the office to study it. Then I will not participate."
"OK!"
Ding Antai was pleasantly surprised by the result document, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since Su Chen and Huang Mingfeng, two of Chu Heng's subordinates, came to power, he had been worried these days that they would marginalize him.
So now Chu Heng takes the initiative to arrange work for him, which means that the other party does not have such thoughts. How can he be unhappy?
