Qian Jiazhi was impulsive. If he was really asked to hit his son, he would not be willing to do so. After being stopped by Chu Heng a few times, he regained his senses and took advantage of the donkey's step to take a step back and let go of his grip.
He held his hands around the waist of his trousers and glared hard at his son who was still helping count the money after being sold, and finally sighed helplessly.
"Why!"
He understands the liberation of his own money, and he knows this boy's special characteristics. If he really rejects Chu Heng today, if he can't keep it, he will cut in the door!
What a really special girl, it’s better to succeed than to fail!
Qian Jiazhi chewed his teeth, sat down before returning to his seat, glanced at Chu Heng coldly, and said with a smile on his face: "I've been beaten to death by your kid. How did you fool me?"
This little bastard? Now your words are much more effective than my father!"
"Hey, what are you talking about? The liberation of the people means that they are not helping each other!" Chu Heng counted his fingers and said to him: "Let's just say, since the liberation came to my place, you know that I have taken more care of him.
I took him to Penglai to get qualifications, and I took him to Hong Kong Island for gold plating. This time, the ministry also set up a creative team to engage in foreign exchange. How embarrassing is this? I took him with me too! You are on your own
Ask yourself, am I interested enough in liberation?"
Qian Jiazhi's face looked better after hearing this. Indeed, this was not unknown. After all, Chu Heng really didn't say anything to his son.
"That's right! Our team leader has taken such good care of me, what's wrong with asking you to help me?" Qian Jiefang, who was hiding far away and didn't dare to come over, heard this and shouted.
"Get out of my way!"
Qian Jiazhi glared at his silly boy angrily, then frowned and looked at Chu Heng, and said impatiently: "Come on, don't tell me that, just tell me how to do it."
"Thank you Qian Bureau!"
Seeing that he finally relented, Chu Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly said: "That's it, Bureau of Finance, we have just settled the matter on our end. The land has not been vacated yet, but it will probably take a week.
It should be done no matter what, so you have to arrange the engineering team here as soon as possible. When the land is settled, we will immediately arrange for people to move in and start leveling the land. Then there is the design of the guest house and the family building. I also have some ideas.
, we need to communicate with the designer at that time.”
"The other thing is time. It's best to hand it over within four months."
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Qian Jiazhi looked over in confusion.
"I don't want to be in such a hurry, but as you know, I'm juggling errands now. Who knows when I'll be in trouble." Chu Heng shrugged.
Qian Jiazhi pondered for a while and said: "Okay, I'll do my best here. It just so happens that his sixth uncle will be back in the next few days. I'll let him take charge of this matter later. You can deal with him then."
"That's good." Chu Heng was overjoyed when he heard this. Uncle Qian Jiefang was the same person who built the factory and dormitory building for the winery when he was in Penglai. He was an old acquaintance, so it would be more convenient to cooperate now.
Next, the two continued to chat about building a house and the arrangements for Qian Jiefang. Unconsciously, more than 20 minutes passed. It was not until Qian Jiazhi was leaving for a meeting that he left with Qian Jiazhi satisfied.
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After coming down from the building and returning to the car, Chu Heng immediately started the car and drove the Volga slowly towards the gate. He praised Qian Jiefang without hesitation: "Good performance, Jiefang, I owe you this time."
Favor."
"Hey, what are you talking about? If you take such good care of me, what does it mean to do you a little favor?" Qian Jiefang said nonchalantly.
"Haha, that's not possible. We have to deal with the situation one by one. Just watch. I won't treat you badly." Chu Heng smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and the two left the engineering bureau chatting and laughing.
In the door post, the middle-aged man who was nodding and bending to listen to the call that the office secretary had just made to accuse him of letting people in indiscriminately stared at the dark Volga, engraved it in his mind, grinding his teeth.
A crunching sound.
From now on, neither the car nor the dog will be allowed in!
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At ten o'clock in the morning, as soon as Chu Heng sent Qian Jiefang back to the dormitory of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the sky in Sijiu City was covered by a gray cloud, and soon a dense drizzle fell from the sky.
Many unprepared pedestrians rushed to places where they could take shelter from the rain.
"The rain will come as soon as it comes!"
Chu Heng, who was opening the window to let in the wind, quickly closed the car window and drove away with the envious eyes of the people standing under the eaves to take shelter from the rain.
Not long after, he arrived at the grain management office.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
When the familiar roar of the engine came, Mr. Zhang Youjun, who was taking a nap in the guard room, suddenly sat up from the creaking single wooden bed. He listened carefully again.
Amidst the soft sound of falling rain, the sound of the engine got closer and closer.
"Chu Suo is here!"
Old man Zhang didn't even bother to take his umbrella. He hurriedly ran out of the house and opened the door despite the drizzle above his head. Then he didn't go back. He stood at the door with his feet on the ground and looked out at the car from far to near.
black volga.
In the past two days, the rumors about the construction of a building in the institute have become more and more intense. Everyone is now looking forward to Chu Heng coming over so that they can seek confirmation from him.
Each one of them was thinking about his favorite tea rather than food, and even the small program in the evening felt boring.
And Zhang Youjun is naturally one of them.
Soon, Chu Heng drove to the gate and saw old man Zhang standing there waiting. He knew something was going on, so he stopped the car, rolled down the window, and asked curiously: "Master Zhang, it's raining here."
Well, why are you still standing outside?"
"Hey, I'm waiting for you." Zhang Youjun dragged his lame child forward a few steps and asked in a low voice: "Chu Institute, I heard someone said that you plan to provide a building for the employees of our institute to meet their families. Is it true?
"
"Hey, you're asking this despite the rain? It's true, go back quickly!" Chu Heng shook his head speechlessly, closed the car window, and drove into the hospital.
"Hey, we really want to build a building!" Zhang Youjun clapped his thigh excitedly, and then began to worry about gains and losses again.
I don’t know how many buildings will be built and whether he can divide them...
On Chu Heng's side, after entering the gate, he quickly came to the bottom of the small building.
"It's Chu Suo!"
"Quick, quick, ask him."
"Oh, it's finally here. I haven't slept well in the past two days!"
"Go quickly, don't let him run away!"
Hearing the noise, all the employees in the building and the bungalow rushed to the windows. When they saw Chu Heng coming out of the car, they couldn't sit still and hurriedly came out of the house, and a crowd of people gathered towards him.
Chu Heng had just entered the small building, and before he even went up the stairs, he saw a large number of people pouring out of each room, just like the first nest of zombies, and they surrounded him in the blink of an eye.
Then he heard the noisy questioning in his ears.
"Chu Suo, Chu Suo, do you really want to build a building?"
"Is it true?"
"How many rooms will be built this time? Will we still draw lots?"
