"Sure enough, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames." Chu Heng looked at Qin Ling, nicknamed Deaf, emphatically, took out a cigarette and gave one to each of the two brothers. After chatting for a while, he
I also learned about the situation at the Ministry of Foreign Trade with these two brothers.
About ten minutes later, there was a knock on the office door again.
"Dong dong dong."
"Come in."
Chi Fuchu pushed aside and walked in. When he saw Qin Ling and the two brothers here, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Comrade Chu Heng is busy?"
"No, just chatting." Chu Heng stood up quickly: "Sit down quickly, I'll be late."
The Qinling brothers immediately got up and said goodbye in a sensible manner.
"Comrade Chu...Comrade Chu, you are busy, so we will leave first."
"If you have anything to say, we'll be at the Industrial Products Division 2 and we'll be there when you call."
"Okay, go ahead and do your business. Let's talk another day."
The two brothers didn't even look at Chi Fuchu during the whole process, they just passed him by and left the office.
Chi Fuchu had long been accustomed to this. He shook his head and came to Chu Heng's desk, put down the report he had taken before, shrugged and said: "As I expected, this report of yours and the rest are basically the same."
No problem, except in the aspect of foreign exchange, Ding Si doesn’t have any good ideas. He said that you asked for a bit too much, so let me tell you that it’s best to reduce it, um, reduce it more.”
"Tsk." Chu Heng smacked his lips, exhaled heavily, pretended to take back the report, looked at the instructions above, and asked: "Then how much do you think I can change to make it faster?"
"Within two thousand." Chi Fuchu thought for a while and said.
"Two thousand? Even a plane ticket is not enough." Chu Heng suddenly frowned and looked thoughtful. Finally, he gritted his teeth in a pretense of embarrassment and said, "Okay, two thousand is just two thousand. I will figure out the rest by myself."
!”
"What can you do?" Chi Fuchu couldn't help but become curious.
"Don't worry about it. You go about your business first. I'll revise this report, and then I'll go find Leader Ding myself." After saying that, Chu Heng took out a pen and paper and started to write the report again.
"That's it, I'll leave first. If you need anything, just come to me directly." Upon seeing this, Chi Fuchu got up and walked out.
"I won't send you off."
"No, no, no one else, just go ahead and do your business."
Chi Fuchu quickly came out of the room and closed the door for him thoughtfully.
Not long after, Chu Heng, who had corrected his report, hurried out and went straight upstairs to Ding Jilong's office.
After coming in, he handed over the report and asked: "Boss, I heard from Chi Chu that it was a bit difficult to fund five thousand, so I changed it to two thousand. Is it okay this time?"
"Two thousand should be no problem." Ding Jilong glanced at the report. He didn't expect that he had lost so much, and asked with concern: "With so little money, is it enough for you to do so many things?"
"That's definitely not enough. The round-trip air ticket is not enough." Chu Heng shook his head, smiled helplessly, and said: "I was about to tell you about this. I plan to go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to make some connections and let them
Give me some support, I just don’t know if it’s within the rules or not.”
"This is a good idea. They are so fat now." Ding Jilong couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this, and then said: "As for the rules, there is no problem. If you can really get the money later, leave the other procedures to me.
good."
"That's done!" Chu Heng stood up immediately and said happily: "Then I'll trouble you with this report. I'll go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to ask for the money. You guys."
With that said, he left quickly.
"Tsk, this person from her mother's family is so confident." Ding Jilong, who remembered how he had begged for help in order to increase his foreign exchange quota, looked at his back with envy.
…
"Tu tu tu tu!"
Chu Heng drove his loyal Volga back to his hometown of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, preparing to seek help from Mr. Meng.
He said it was alms, but in fact he was just looking for a source of money. His assets outside were calculated in hundreds of millions, so how could he be so short of money?
It's just that it's not easy to support directly.
So his plan was to get the money from here and then pay it back in the name of royalties after a while, so that he wouldn't suffer any loss.
A few moments.
Chu Heng parked his car under the long-lost office building. As soon as he entered the building, he saw a group of thugs swarming out of their respective offices and surrounding him.
During this period of time, they have been eating Chu Heng's melons. It was not easy to see the person involved, but they had to ask clearly.
"Chu Heng, didn't you say that you were seconded to the Ministry of Foreign Trade? Why did you come back? You couldn't have been rushed back, right?"
"Go away, do you know how to speak? I'm very capable, but they haven't even had time to provide for me, so they're chasing me away?"
"Hey, I heard that you were suspended from your job for having sex between men and women?"
"Aunt He, do you believe this? If this was true, I would be eating pickles and eating steamed buns right now!"
"Look, what am I saying? It's impossible for Comrade Chu Heng to do this!"
"Come on, you said he broke his shoes, and you said that a woman is chasing a man with a veil."
"Go, go, go, I didn't say anything!"
…
After talking nonsense with these people and satisfying their curiosity, Chu Heng was able to squeeze out of the crowd, and then ran up the stairs like a wild donkey that had escaped the reins.
He was cursing while running.
"Damn, these bunch of rumour-mongers are so damn sure about having a son without the skin of a swallow..."
After a while, Chu Heng came to Boss Meng’s office.
When Meng Huazhi learned of his intention, he was so angry that he slapped the table on the spot: "You bastard! You haven't even gotten married yet, and you're already thinking about moving things from your parents' home? No! Not even a penny.
!”
Chu Heng wiped the saliva from his face and discussed in a good voice: "Oh, please help me and support my work. I promise, when I turn around, I will definitely earn you back a thousand times!"
"Besides, when I go out to draw, isn't it for you? Don't forget that you are going to be transferred there. I have done the things in advance now, and I will pick up the ready-made ones when you come over.
Eat it, how delicious is it?"
Meng Huazhi was stunned when he heard this, and then thought about it for a moment: "What you said makes sense."
"What do you think?" Chu Heng said hurriedly.
Meng Huazhi thought for a while and sat down, took out a pen and paper, and asked: "Can three thousand be enough? How about I get you some more? There is more left over from the royalties this time, so why don't I get you eight thousand?"
big."
"That's enough, that's not necessarily necessary." Chu Heng grinned.
"Okay, then three thousand." Meng Huazhi felt quite regretful, and then he wrote a note to him neatly, and told him: "First go and send the note to the finance department, and then notify the foreign trade people to handle it. Remember
Keep an eye on it and don’t let anyone misappropriate this money.”
"You can't. If you dare to touch my money, I'll chop off his claws. Come on, you're busy. I have something to do here. Let's go." Chu Heng took the note and ran away immediately.
Meng Huazhi was left alone, staring thoughtfully at the pen in his hand.
What Chu Heng just said reminded him that he had to find a way to bring more things from his parents' house!
