Lao Wang looked at his extremely proud old enemy in a daze, and felt a sour taste welling up from his heart, and instantly penetrated into his limbs and bones.
It’s so sore to the core!
The rent is almost the same. They live in a big house of 50 square meters, while I live in a tube building of less than 20 square meters!
They can go to the toilet in the house from now on, but I have to run half a mile away!
Their grandson will have slides and swings to play with in the future. My grandson will climb the wall to watch them play on the slides and swings!
Damn!
At this moment, Lao Wang was so jealous that he almost broke up with him, and even regretted it and wanted to chop off his own hand!
Why was this hand so mean in the first place?
How can you get that bad lottery?
The old enemy looked at his old face full of regret and became even more happy: "How is it? Are you envious? Are you regretful?"
"Hey, I'm still saying the same thing. If I envy you, I'm the one!" Lao Wang still had a tough mouth and covered the back of his right hand with the palm of his left hand, then made fists with both hands, revealing one middle finger and two thumbs.
The tail finger is curled up, just like a little tortoise.
"Come on, I'd be surprised if you weren't envious." The old enemy sneered.
"Old Wang!"
At this moment, an aunt hurriedly walked in and said: "I just saw that old Liao who was with you in the Liuliang Store smoking the house in the bureau went to find Chu Suo, and he returned the house.
We have found our own family building again, so hurry up and go!"
"Really!"
Lao Wang, who was feeling sour in his heart, was immediately surprised when he heard this. He stood up hurriedly and went to find Chu Heng.
"Hey, let's go!"
When the old enemy saw him, he blocked him with his body and said with a mocking look on his face: "Didn't you just say you weren't envious?"
"Haha, that's right, Lao Wang, you just said it, if you envy you, you are the one!" someone on the side shouted.
"Hey, that's the one! Who wouldn't be envious of a big house of more than fifty square meters?" At this time, Lao Wang, who was in a state of elation, bared his teeth and laughed at the man, and hurriedly pulled away his old enemy who was blocking him, like a gust of wind.
Ran out.
"This old guy has given up his face for the house!" The old enemy couldn't help laughing.
Lao Wang's side also went smoothly. He came to Chu Heng's office to mention his idea and quickly approved a note for him. Within a few minutes, he took the note and came back with a key from Ding Antai.
He was so happy that his eyes were almost blind.
As for losing face in front of an old enemy.
How much is the face worth?
As long as he can live in a good house, let alone face, he can even give up the money!
…
Time came to noon in a blink of an eye.
Chu Heng, who did not bring any food today, ate two buns in the cafeteria and drank a bowl of clear cabbage soup. He walked towards the small building with a cigarette in his mouth under the scorching sun above his head, preparing to take a nap in the office.
for a while, and then go to the guest house to have a look.
Unexpected.
As soon as he arrived downstairs, he saw correspondent Wang Tao running out of the building in a hurry. As soon as Fang saw him, he hurriedly said: "Chu Suo, the furniture factory called just now. He said he would call us soon."
The guest house will deliver the furniture.”
"Okay, I understand."
Chu Heng could only give up the idea of taking a nap, went back upstairs to pick up his bag, drove out of the grain management office, and headed towards the guest house.
Not long after, he arrived at Xidan North Street and saw from a distance a four-story building with whitewashed exterior walls standing among a group of low bungalows.
"Crunch!"
A few moments.
Chu Heng parked the car in front of the building. After getting out of the car, he put his hands on his hips and looked at the guest house in front of him that he had covered up.
There is nothing new in the appearance of the small building. It is just a square, ordinary small building. There is a plaque hanging on the door of the main door, which reads a few large characters of the Guest House of the Sixth District Grain Management Office. It was written by him himself.
There is also a small door next to the main door, which leads directly to the bathhouse in the basement.
"Tap tap tap!"
Chu Heng took a few glances and then stepped into the door.
The first floor of the guest house is the restaurant, and there is the lobby as you enter. There are six private rooms and the kitchen further inside.
Because the tables and chairs from the furniture factory had not been delivered yet, the lobby was completely empty at this time. There were only scraps and debris left after the renovation on the ground. It could be described as a mess.
At this time, some restaurant waiters were cleaning under the leadership of a man in his thirties.
This person is the manager of the restaurant, his name is Bian Fei, and he is Qiu Rong's apprentice. He used to be the deputy manager of a state-owned hotel in Beixinqiao. He is a veteran, very capable in his work, and he and Chu Heng also have a good temperament.
Chu Heng stood at the door and glanced at the people working. He was about to call out and fly over. When he turned around, he suddenly saw two young men sitting on the bench at the door talking happily, with their legs crossed and their hands holding
He was smoking and looked very uncomfortable.
Compared with the other people who are busy there, it seems like we are in two different worlds.
Chu Heng frowned immediately. He had the impression that these two people were the relatives of his second uncle, and they were also waiters in the restaurant.
Obviously, these two guys are probably blatantly slacking off because of their relationship.
Chu Heng had actually anticipated this situation.
After all, many of the newly recruited employees in the guest house are from well-connected households, and naturally some of them will use their connections to show off their prestige and do special things.
He had already planned for this, and was going to catch a few examples when he found an opportunity to scare the monkeys.
I just didn’t expect this opportunity to come so quickly!
Chu Heng stared at the two people, his face gradually darkened, and suddenly said in a cold voice: "What are you two doing?"
After hearing this, the two brothers turned their heads for a moment and saw that it was him. They suddenly panicked and quickly stood up from the stool, ducking and lowering their heads, not daring to look at him.
"Chu...Chu Suo."
Chu Heng took a step forward, glanced at the two of them coldly, and continued to question expressionlessly: "Ask you two! What are you doing! Why don't you work!"
"I...we..."
The two of them murmured and did not dare to answer.
At the same time, the people working inside also discovered the situation here. Seeing that the two grandsons finally hit the muzzle of the gun, they quickly stopped what they were doing and looked here with gloating.
"Chu Suo!"
Bian Fei walked over quickly at this time.
After Chu Heng nodded to him, he turned to look at the two guys and shouted: "Speak!"
The two of them shivered in fright, and then they saw one of the tall young men roll his eyes, and said in a anxious voice: "I, I, I... my foot is injured and I can't do the work."
The other person was immediately inspired and quickly lied: "My hand is injured."
"Injured?" Chu Heng looked at the tall boy with a sneer: "Which foot is injured?"
"This one, that's it. It got smashed while moving things this morning." The young man pointed to his right foot and said.
"Is this just right?" Chu Heng took another step forward, looked at his right foot that was shaking like an electric shock when he just crossed his legs, and suddenly raised his leg and kicked his left calf hard.
For a moment.
"Ouch!"
The young man wailed and hugged his calf that had been kicked. The golden rooster jumped on the ground independently, and cold sweat broke out on his painful forehead.
Bian Fei, who was standing next to Chu Heng, and the other people watching the excitement in the distance looked at it and felt relieved.
The two grandsons usually took advantage of the fact that there was someone above them, but this time they were shouting and shouting in the guest house. Even the manager Qiu Rong dared to contradict them.
Now someone can take care of them.
"Isn't this foot pretty good!" Chu Heng withdrew his gaze coldly and looked at the other person: "Is your hand injured?"
Hearing the shrill wailing in his ears, he dared not lie anymore. He hurriedly shook his head and said, "I'm not hurt."
"Fuck you!"
Chu Heng rounded his arm and slapped him across the ear, hitting him so hard that stars appeared in his eyes. He then told Bian Fei with a drooped face: "Inform Qiu Rong and call everyone here for a meeting!"
"well!"
Bian Fei glanced at the two young men, turned around and ran upstairs.
