Not long after Chu Heng finished emptying the spittoon for Chu Zhecheng, Yang Guizhi's breakfast was also ready.
Today's breakfast was quite sumptuous. Not only did it include steamed buns and fried dough sticks, but Yang Guizhi also sliced and fried the leftover steamed buns from last night. They were just the right color and the skin was golden and crispy. With a piece of stinky tofu on it, when you took a bite, the aroma went straight to Tianling Gai.
, it’s almost blocked!
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
Chu Heng and Chu Zhecheng were sitting next to each other at the dining table, each holding a piece of steamed bun with stinky tofu in their hands, biting into it with big mouthfuls, both looking satisfied.
How else can I talk about the two of you? Their eating habits are exactly the same.
Chu Heng has always had a soft spot for things with strange smells such as stinky tofu, braised bean curd, and bean juice. Chu Zhecheng is no less willing to give in. He can make the bean juice that Hu Niu will spit out after just one sip.
Two bowls, if I don’t drink it for a few days, I’ll think about it.
"Tons, tons, tons."
At this time, Chu Zhecheng took the last bite of the steamed bun slices, and then drank all the soy milk in his big bowl. Then, after eating only half full, he wiped his mouth and glanced at the golden steamed bun slices on the plate, and licked them with nostalgia.
Lips, shouting loudly: "I'm done eating!"
After saying that, he got off the stool, frowned and walked out with a heavy face, preparing to go to the confinement room next door to wait for the leftovers.
After a while, Chu Heng also finished eating and got up and went to the next door.
At this time, both Ni Yinghong and Chu Zhile were still sleeping, and Chu Zhecheng was sitting quietly on the sofa playing with cars, waiting for dinner.
He stepped forward and rubbed his son's head, came to the bed and took a look, stuffed the little guy's hands into the quilt, wiped himself and walked to the door quietly, and looked at Chu Zhecheng who was concentrating on playing with toys.
She took out two pieces of prawn cakes from her pocket and stuffed them into his hands, and warned: "Be quiet and don't wake up my sister and mother."
"Yeah!" Chu Zhecheng held the candy and nodded happily.
Immediately, Chu Heng came out of the house, took the neatly dressed little Huniu away from home, drove her to the kindergarten first, and then went to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
When he arrived at the place, he rushed into the winery project team office, first learned about the work situation with Qian Ding and others, and then started to deal with the work at hand.
At about nine o'clock, Zhan Jianjun, who was regarded as a giant in the field in later generations but is now a little-known figure, came to him with a stack of drawings.
"Leader, what do you think of this batch of manuscripts? Do you agree with me?"
"Okay, you smoke a cigarette first, I'll be ready soon."
Chu Heng, who was giving instructions on the report, did not raise his head. He held the pen in one hand and slid it quickly. With the other hand, he pulled the cigarette case off the table and brought it to Zhan Jianjun.
The other party was not polite, picked up a cigarette, lit it, sat there and puffed away.
After a while, Chu Heng finished writing the suggestions, stopped writing and raised his head.
"Ouch!"
Chu Heng, who had not seen Zhan Jianjun for several days, was shocked by his appearance at this time.
Her hair was greasy and messy, like a chicken coop, her eyes were red and bloodshot, her chin was unshaven, and she smelled bad!
"No, why are you in such a mess? Have you not rested during this time?"
"I'm afraid that I won't be able to complete your task and affect the progress of the project, so I have been living in the studio these days." Zhan Jianjun scratched his itchy hair and grinned: "Fortunately, with our joint efforts, we finally made it ahead of schedule.
Mission accomplished.”
"Tsk." Chu Heng smacked his lips. He really admired the dedication of people these days. Their love for this land is really passionate.
Therefore, he naturally would not let these people pay in vain.
"Thank you for your hard work. When the matter is over, I will give you a few days off, and you can take a good rest in the meantime." Chu Heng said, picking up the drawing and looking at it.
The drawings are very thick, with fifty or sixty pieces in total. The top dozen pictures are the ones he had previously ordered Zhan Jianjun to design alone. The style still follows the previous style, and a few strokes are used to outline a pleasing picture.
“All very good.”
After reading it, Chu Heng nodded with satisfaction, and then flipped through the other people's design drawings at the back. Because of the tone he set, the design styles of other people all followed Zhan Jianjun's, but they were more or less the same.
I added a little bit of my own ideas, some of them are cumbersome, but some of them are quite amazing.
After all, the designers he hired were not ordinary people. Basically everyone had two skills.
Half a moment.
Chu Heng finally finished reading the drawing and said thoughtfully: "It should be almost finalized. In this way, I will hold a meeting to discuss it with everyone. You go back and wait for my notification. I will come back to you if there are any areas that need modification."
"Oh, okay, then I'll wait for your news." Zhan Jianjun nodded, yawned profusely, stood up and left.
Then Chu Heng glanced at the empty office, thought for a while and then told Qian Ding who was settling the accounts: "Old Qian, go and call the rest of the team back, and also inform Gao Ling, Bai Jiabao, Yin Huijie and the others.
Three designers came over to study the packaging of red wine."
When Qian Ding heard this, he stopped and didn't ask why he was looking for so many people. He immediately got up and left the office.
About ten minutes later, he returned quickly and said to Chu Heng: "Everyone has been notified. Those who are outside can be back within half an hour. When do you think we will have a meeting?"
"The meeting will begin when everyone is gathered."
"become."
Qian Ding nodded and returned to his place to continue settling accounts.
Chu Heng temporarily put the drawing aside and started to deal with other work.
Not long after, Yin Gao, Ren Yiping and others were in the unit, but several people who were coordinating work in other departments came back one after another, and the originally quiet room suddenly became noisy.
Immediately afterwards, Gao Ling and Yin Huijie also hurried over.
"lead!"
"Here, sit down."
After entering the room and saying hello, the three of them sat down. Then Gao Ling's husband, Yin Huijie, pinched his orchid finger and asked in a womanly manner: "Boss, why are you asking us about the packaging of red wine? We don't understand this.
The soft voice of the drake made other people in the room feel goosebumps all over their bodies. Only Gao Ling had long been accustomed to it and didn't react at all.
Chu Heng frowned and looked at this bitch, and said angrily: "Just do whatever I ask you to do. Where did you come from so much nonsense? Just be honest and do it."
"Oh." Yin Huijie shrank his neck and didn't dare to speak any more for fear of getting beaten if he spoke too much.
"Why can't you remember that I asked you to stop talking? Don't talk. Didn't you know that the boss is bothering you?" Gao Ling rolled his eyes at him, stood up with a smile, came to Chu Heng, and took out a box of good food from his pocket.
Shi put the chocolate on the table: "Boss, please try this. The Albanian Ambassador's wife came to give it to me two days ago. It's very delicious. I left a box for you."
"Okay, I'm interested, thank you." Chu Heng smiled at her, picked up the things and put them in his bag.
"Hey, why are you being polite to me? I owe everything to you today." Gao Ling put one hand on the table and asked casually: "Boss, tell us, let us do it."
What are you doing? I’m a clothes designer, and the other two are jewelry designers. They don’t go well with your red wine.”
At this time, I really saw how much Chu Heng was annoyed by Yin Huijie. When facing that guy, he couldn't even speak in a good tone, but when facing Gao Ling, he was pleasant and said: "They don't match each other, but you guys appreciate your ability."
There are still some. I have nothing to do with calling you here today. I just want you to follow me and help me select the packaging of red wine."
"Oh, I understand." Gao Ling nodded clearly and felt relieved. They had thought that Chu Heng wanted to transfer them to the project team to do packaging design, so they were worried when they came.
