After a group of people ate for a while, Guo started to drink a glass of water and expressed gratitude to the old company commander and Chu Heng: "If it weren't for your help, I might be eating peanuts now. Thank you.
I won’t say much, but if you ever need me in the future, I will definitely repay you with all my heart, and I’ll do it!”
"I don't need you to repay me, just live a good life from now on. And those bad habits of yours, you should change them as soon as possible. Xiao Dou is a good girl, don't treat her badly." Wei Chao said a few serious words in English and raised his head.
Drained the wine in the glass.
Chu Heng was not in a hurry to drink. He raised his glass and glanced at Guo Kai, asking, "Have you really stopped drinking?"
"Zhen Jie, I almost lost my life by drinking, how can I have the nerve to drink again." Guo Kai sighed with a wry smile.
"Okay, I remember this. If I see you drinking again, I will beat you to death."
Chu Heng drank the wine with a smile, and soon saw the guy take the bag he brought, took out two bottles of Maotai, and greeted with a big smile: "Haha, come on, come on, let's drink this and make the grandson hungry to death.
"
"You kid." Wei Chaoying smiled, put down the Erguotou bottle in his hand, and handed over the empty wine glass. Who would drink from the good one?
"You should have taken it out earlier!" He Zishi looked at his hand with a dilemma as he looked at a cup full of Erguotou. He was reluctant to part with it after pouring it. Finally, he gritted his teeth and drank it. Then he took a bottle of Maotai, opened it, and poured it for himself again.
After a cup, I smelled it and deliberately said to Guo Kai: "Hey, it still smells good from Moutai!"
"Give me some, give me some." Seeing that it was such a good wine, Dou Xia also handed over the cup, wanting to taste it.
Hu Zhengwen was even more unambiguous. He raised his neck and drank the wine in the glass. He pushed the glass in front of He Zishi and said, "Hey, it's full."
Guo Kai on the side rolled his eyes at Chu Heng.
What a loss!
But he kept his word, and really didn't drink a sip, even in front of Moutai, even though he was very greedy.
A group of people chatted and exchanged glasses, and the time soon reached eight o'clock.
After eating and drinking, Director Chu happily said goodbye to his old friend, left the hotel by bike, and went home to play with his wife after dinner.
This time, no one blocked the door. He returned home smoothly and hugged his fragrant and soft wife.
Have fun playing to your heart’s content!
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The next day.
There was no need for Miss Ni to call for breakfast today. Qin Jingru came over in advance and even helped with the work.
After Chu Heng washed his face, he looked at Miss Qin who was making breakfast with Ni Yinghong in the kitchen, and couldn't help but ask: "Jingru, why didn't you bring the deaf old lady?"
Qin Jingru hurriedly put down what she was doing and said, "The old lady said that she didn't want to take advantage of you and wanted to eat at home. I prepared a meal for her before I came here, and I guess she's finished eating it now."
"This old lady." Chu Heng shook his head in amusement and said nothing more. He changed his tone and asked her again: "Have you opened your letter of introduction?"
"OK OK."
Qin Jingru nodded hurriedly. After hesitating for a moment, she cautiously asked him: "Um...Brother Hengzi, when should I apply for a marriage certificate with that person?"
Chu Heng thought for a while and said, "In the afternoon, I have something to do in the morning. Just wait at home. I'll come and pick you up when I'm done."
"Alas." Qin Jingru happily responded, wiped herself off, and went on to make cornbread with Ni Yinghong, working even harder.
Maybe it's because people feel refreshed during happy events. This girl's condition is much better than the past few days. Her face has become rosy, pink and tender again, and her big eyes have regained their former dexterity and watery appearance.
Translucent.
But if you look carefully, you can also find some changes.
After going through ups and downs, the greenness on her body has quietly faded away, and there is a trace of distressing vicissitudes in her expression, and a mature charm that belongs only to a woman.
The whole person is like a weathered big red apple, sweet and juicy.
Suck!
After breakfast, Chu Heng and his wife went to the unit.
Almost like yesterday, he stayed until about ten o'clock. Seeing that nothing happened, he left the grain store on his bicycle and prepared to go to work for Shen Yuqin's youngest son to get promoted.
There is a big shot in Chu Jianshe's circle of patients, a deputy director of the Third Machinery Factory. He used to be the director of the Third Workshop of the First Chemical Factory. Chu Heng planned to go and see if he could solve the problem through his connections.
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Of course, this is definitely not the only way for him, but it is the easiest way, so he is going to try it first, and if it doesn't work, he will look for someone else.
More than twenty minutes later, Chu Heng arrived at the place and met the boss.
The man's name was Shi Xuhua, he was in his forties, slightly fat, and a little bald.
Seeing Chu Heng, the benefactor who brought him happiness in middle age, Shi Xuhua was very enthusiastic. He poured tea and cigarettes, and even asked him to have a drink together at noon.
Chu Heng chatted with him politely for a while and then explained his purpose of coming.
"Deputy section chief of the Publicity Department, right?" Shi Xuhua thought for a while after hearing this, then nodded and agreed: "Then I will take you to meet someone, but I can't guarantee whether it will work! If it doesn't work, don't blame me.
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Chu Heng waved his hand quickly: "No, I'm very grateful for your help."
The two of them immediately packed up and set off without any delay, and left the machine factory together on their bikes.
Naturally, they couldn't go empty-handed when asking for help. They went to the department store first and bought some rare things for everyone, and then went to the No. 1 Chemical Factory.
When he arrived at the place, Shi Xuhua led him straight to the office building and found Qu Fengke, the director of the No. 1 Chemical Factory.
He is an old man in his fifties. He is very tall, somewhat thin, and his face is covered with fine pockmarks. If someone with trypophobia saw this, they would probably be unable to help but kick him in the face.
After introducing each other, Qu Fengke heard that Chu Heng was the owner of Tiger Whip Wine. His originally lukewarm attitude changed instantly. He grabbed his hand and shook it vigorously, and drank a mouthful of it like a big nephew.
, the enthusiasm is a bit too much.
If the old man hadn't promptly asked for some wine to send to his friends, Chu Heng would have almost mistakenly thought that the old man had some old-fashioned hobby.
The next thing will be much simpler. After hearing Chu Heng's request, the old man who wanted to ask for help immediately agreed and promoted Shen Yuqin's son Zhang Qiang early next month.
He's just a small-time deputy section chief. He's not even a big deal for a big factory like theirs, so there's nothing to be embarrassed about. Besides, he also knows that Zhang Qiang is a positive and good comrade. He's also a high school graduate. Give him a promotion.
, no one else can say anything idle.
In exchange, Chu Heng paid two kilograms of tiger penis wine, and also invited Qu Fengke and Shi Xuhua to have a meal with Lao Mo at noon.
As for whether Qu Feng's request for tiger penis wine was really a gift, he couldn't care less, and he didn't want to know.
The three of them set off from the No. 1 Chemical Factory around twelve o'clock, and Lao Mo drank a bottle of red and a bottle of white, spending a total of more than 20 yuan.
It was past two o'clock when he came out again. Because Chu Heng wanted to take Qin Jingru to get married, he declined Shi Xuhua's invitation to go to his unit to have tea with him to sober up, and drove back to the courtyard.
At this time, Qin Jingru was lying eagerly on the window of the deaf old lady's house, waiting for him to come over, scratching her heart and liver anxiously, like an ant on a hot pot.
