Chu Heng watched this for two hours. At this time, he was looking at the remaining image of Guanyin with blue and white glaze in his hand from the Southern Song Dynasty with a face filled with regret. It took a long time before he put it back on the shelf.
This Guanyin statue itself is very beautiful. If it weren't for the fact that half of its body was missing and there were several damages on its head and face, which greatly reduced its value, he would definitely put it in a warehouse and treasure it.
It's a pity that there is no if.
If it's broken, it's broken. No matter how precious it is when it's intact, it's still just the past.
"I don't know who the idiot did it. He brought a smoking thing with him. I don't know how to cherish such a good thing."
He shook his head and sighed, turned back, walked along the long corridor, looking at the antiques on both sides lingeringly, and walked towards the entrance and exit of the basement.
The short distance actually took another half an hour.
Du San, who was bored with waiting, folded his arms and leaned on the ladder at the entrance, snoring slightly from his nose.
"Oh, I forgot about him." Chu Heng, who had long forgotten about this guy, then remembered that he was still there, smiled, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder: "He's gone."
"ah!"
Du San opened his eyes in excitement, wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth, and said, "Is it done? Master Chu."
"It's done, let's go." Chu Heng immediately climbed up the ladder and climbed up using his hands and feet.
Du San followed closely behind, looking up at the round and warped butt in front of him, and then looking back at the antiques that almost filled the entire basement, feeling quite puzzled.
A pile of hundreds of years old junk, why does Mr. Chu like to look like this?
I’m more excited than Jiang Keba when he sees naked butt girls!
He shook his head and went up the ladder, and helped Chu Heng cover the basement entrance before they came out of the house together.
When he came to the yard, Chu Heng looked at the more than ten empty houses around him, and suddenly thought that these houses were empty, so he might as well get some old furniture to fit in them. Moreover, he was at home now, so it was okay to be idle. It was just right.
Do something big!
So he quickly asked Du San: "You didn't rent out those houses, did you?"
"No, it doesn't cost much to rent out, and it's troublesome because there are so many people and so many hands." Du San shook his head.
"It's fine if you haven't rented it out. Don't touch these yards. Go back and get some old furniture to store in them. Then you can find a few people to live in them and show them to me. The old rules are still there for expenses and other matters. Just go out from the share house.
Done." Chu Heng muttered.
"Will other courtyards do this in the future?" Du San asked inferences.
"Yes, we do it this way." Chu Heng nodded with a smile and added, "If you come back later, ask me where the old furniture in the city that was taken away by the security department has gone."
"Okay, I'll ask someone when I get back." Du San responded.
Then the two of them went to say hello to the two men who were guarding here, then got in the car and left.
All the way back to Xiaolihua, Du San declined Chu Heng's request to have a drink together in the evening, picked up his bicycle and hurried away.
He still has many things to be busy with.
Not only do you have to take care of the safety issues at the scrap yard, but you also have to recruit people to prepare for possible troubles, and you also have to find out the whereabouts of the old furniture. How can you waste time with Chu Heng here?
Not long after, Du San arrived at the gathering point at Tuanjie Lake, and the first thing he did was to send someone to inquire about the old furniture.
If we look at the importance of the matter, the scrapyard must be given top priority. After all, it is the source of wealth for all of them.
But it’s also whose business it is to score, right?
For him, the matters ordered by Master Chu are no different from imperial decrees. No matter how small they are, they must be put first. Even if the sky falls, Chu Heng's affairs must be dealt with first before he can think of ways to mend the sky.
…
At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Chu Heng was taking a nap on the bed with his son in his arms. Qian Ding suddenly came to visit, disturbing his clear dream.
"Hmm~ Why are you here at this time?"
He was woken up by Ni Yinghong, yawning profusely, and walked into the main room holding Chu Zhecheng, who was also yawning profusely.
"I'm here to apologize to you." Qian Ding stood up from the stool in a hurry, with a guilty look on his face.
"Can you apologize to me?" Chu Heng held his son in surprise and came to the dining table to sit down. He raised his hand and said, "Sit down and say, what do you mean?"
"Hey, don't mention it." Qian Ding smiled bitterly and told him about the day Meng Huazhi called him to inquire about his work situation. He patted his thigh and said, "I didn't think much about it at the time. I just told the truth. If I knew he was
If I want to suspend you, I can't even say that to my death."
"Hey, what do I think? I don't blame those who don't know, and don't take it to heart." Chu Heng smiled casually after hearing this.
"How can I not take it to my heart?" Qian Ding was still worried about it.
Chu Heng comforted him for a while.
Then Qian Ding hurriedly asked: "Team leader, what about the work in that group?"
"Have I not made any arrangements for you? Just stick to the original plan." Chu Heng picked up the teapot on the table and poured him a cup of tea.
"What about the packaging design? This can't be done without you. How about I send it to you after they finish the design?"
"Go away! What are you thinking about? Do you know what suspension of duty is for self-reflection? I'm not the team leader now, not even a team member, so why should I care so much about your affairs?" Chu Heng looked dissatisfied.
Hummed.
Although he also knew that he deserved it, this did not prevent him from complaining.
He has made great contributions to the ministry, and he has shed blood for the ministry, but in the end, he just lost his job. It is simply unreasonable!
"Get out of here!"
Chu Zhecheng, who was afraid of being on his shoulder, chuckled and imitated his behavior and also cursed.
"Hey!" Chu Heng's eyes widened, and he slapped his butt hard, scolding: "Do you deserve a beating? I'm telling you, if you dare to speak uncleanly in the future, I'll beat you to death.
!”
"Ouch!"
Chu Zhecheng raised his head and cried loudly, tears falling down, and snot almost flowing into his mouth. The myna at home can curse people, why can't I?
"You still blame the child? It's not you who teaches by words and deeds!" Ni Yinghong glared angrily, stepped forward to pick up his son with a big belly, and said fiercely: "I tell you, Chu Heng, you did that to me
I don't share your understanding of the bad-mouthed Bage. If you teach my son bad words, I will never be done with you!"
Chu Heng shrank his neck and said angrily: "Hey, I'll have to stop swearing in front of my children in the future."
"snort!"
Xiao Ni glanced at him, wiped herself and carried the child to the old lady's house.
Qian Ding's eyes widened in shock, watching the mouse meet the cat-like Chu Heng, oh my, big news, the awesome Da Da Heng turned out to have tracheitis!
"What are you looking at?" Chu Heng noticed his weird eyes and glared at him: "Have you ever seen someone who is afraid of his wife?"
I have seen it before, but this is the first time that someone is so frightening and so confident...
"hehe."
Qian Ding laughed awkwardly and did not bother with the topic. Instead, he talked about the situation in the ministry after the news of Chu Heng's suspension spread.
