After Chu Heng talked to Gao Ling for a while, Yuan Qing, Teng Li and others who ran outside also came back one after another.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, he immediately called everyone to come out of the office and came to the conference room in a bustle.
After everyone was seated, Chu Heng did not hesitate and immediately took out the pile of drawings and showed them to everyone one by one according to the style of the red wine. Then everyone voted to decide on the choice of stickers and outer packaging for the red wine.
"This is good."
"I think it's just average. Let's look at the others."
"The painting of this flying goddess is quite charming. It gives people a fairy-like feeling, as if she is really going to fly."
"Have you violated a taboo? There are so many ghosts and ghosts in there that it's easy for people to make a fuss about you."
"Then forget it, let's play it safe."
Everyone was talking to each other, and the progress was quite fast. It only took an hour and a half to agree on the packaging of seven of the eight red wines that Chu Heng planned to send for export. The remaining one was a bit controversial.
, and prepare to call back to the design team to make changes.
During this period, the three designers Gao Ling, Bai Jiabao, and Yin Huijie made great contributions. They often had contact with foreigners, so they knew those people well and what kind of things they liked, and they gave many very useful suggestions.
Helpful comments.
Chu Heng was also very satisfied with the performance of the three of them. He glanced at the three of them with a smile and said loudly: "Okay, the issue of packaging will stop here for now. Let us thank some comrades from Gaoling for their enthusiastic help.
"
As he said that, he took the lead in applauding a few times, and the others quickly followed.
"Whoa whoa whoa."
After the sparse applause fell, Chu Heng greeted the three of them again and let them go. Then he took this opportunity to drag Qian Ding and others to continue the meeting and discuss some of the issues that had been exposed so far.
solutions and prepare to arrange the next stage of work.
It was not until noon that they came out of the conference room, smelling of cigarette smoke, and ran to the canteen to eat hungry.
Chu Heng also went to have a meal with him. After eating and drinking, he returned to the office and rested for a while before continuing to work.
At about three o'clock, he finally finished what he was doing, then quickly packed up his things and drove out of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He didn't want to stay on duty for more than a minute.
Not long after, Chu Heng drove back to Banchang Hutong, parked the car in front of his house and got out. When he was about to return to the hospital, a clear car bell rang from behind him.
"Ding bell, jingle bell."
"Director Chu, I have a letter from your family."
When Chu Heng heard the sound, he turned around and saw Xiao Huang, the postman who was responsible for delivering letters and newspapers to their residential area, riding a green-painted bicycle driving towards here. There were two bulging bags hanging on the back seat of the car.
The mail package contains newspapers and periodicals on one side and letters on the other.
He immediately stopped and took out a cigarette from his pocket. After Xiao Huang came to a stop, he took out one and handed it over: "Thank you for your hard work, Huang'er. Let's have a cigarette and rest."
"Oh, thank you." Xiao Huang took the cigarette and held it in his mouth with a smile. He turned around and took out a stack of letters from the mail bag behind him and rummaged through it: "Wait a moment, I'll look for it."
"No rush." Chu Heng lit a cigarette, stood aside with a smile and waited for a moment, then Xiao Huang handed the three letters to him.
"Thanks."
After thanking him, he walked to the yard with the letters and glanced at the sender information on the envelopes one by one. Two of them were from his friends. One was Zhao Weiguo from the Northeast. The two had known each other since the beginning of their acquaintance.
There is correspondence, and I usually receive one or two letters every month.
The other letter was sent by one of his comrades in Guandong. Chu Heng and this comrade had a life-long friendship, but because they were so far apart, they didn't have much contact. They only exchanged letters once or twice a year.
The last one is interesting. It’s from Ni Yinghong’s distant cousin. His address is Zhoukou on the other side of Nanhe River.
"Why did he get there?"
Chu Heng suddenly became confused, so he opened Ni Anan's letter first and pulled out several rough pieces of letter paper from inside.
"Eh?"
When he pulled out the letter, a small wad of money fell out of it. Chu Heng didn't pay attention. The scattered money fell to the ground. He quickly bent down to pick it up and counted it briefly.
, a total of ten yuan.
This also allowed him to basically guess the general meaning of Ni Anan's letter.
Definitely pay back the money!
The year before last, something happened in Ni Anan's hometown. The family was in urgent need of money. Chu Heng and his wife happened to be on their way to his father-in-law's house. They saw him wiping tears on the roadside because he was unable to help his family, so they donated generously.
, and lent him a sum of money.
For such a long time, he has paid more or less every once in a while. So far, there is only ten yuan left in debt that he has not yet paid.
And today, this pair of fragmentary money notes sandwiched in the letter is the last payment he owes.
"This guy is really a wonderful person."
Chu Heng shook his head with a smile, put the money into his pocket, opened the letter, read it and walked back.
The content of this letter started by talking about repaying the money, and expressed his gratitude in the letter. Then he asked about the situation on his side, and talked about his current situation, including why he ran away.
Went to Zhoukou to explain.
There was no other reason than that he was sent to a cadre school to study hard, and it had already been two months since he wrote this letter.
In the study room.
After Chu Heng read the letter, he put it aside along with the ten dollars, and then opened the other two letters and read them.
There was nothing much to talk about in these two letters. Zhao Weiguo was just chatting and talking about people and things around him. The guy from Guandong was also reminiscing about old times and told him his new address by the way.
Chu Heng then spent another half an hour writing replies to Zhao Weiguo and his comrade one by one, then sealed the envelope, affixed the stamp, stuffed it into his bag, and prepared to mail it out on the way to work tomorrow.
After finishing it, he came out of the house with Ni Anan's letter and went to the confinement room.
Ni Yinghong was currently holding Chu Zhile, who had just finished breastfeeding, talking to his mother and the deaf old lady. The little guy who had eaten and drank was full of energy, and stared at the deaf old lady with big black eyes.
The wrinkled old face looked sharply.
Seeing Chu Heng come in, the old lady looked over with a smile and said with great enthusiasm, "Xiao Hengzi is back."
"well."
Chu Heng responded with a smile, and said hello to his mother-in-law. Dian Dian came to the bedside, took out the letter and money from his pocket and handed it to his wife: "This is a letter from cousin Anan. He is in Zhoukou now.
.”
"Why are you running there?" Ni Yinghong took the letter in surprise and handed the child to him to hold.
Mother Ni on the side suddenly said: "Why haven't I seen this child during this time? We went over there together."
"Yeah, I'm still wondering why he hasn't heard anything in the past two months." Ni Yinghong looked at the money given to her along with the letter, pursed her lips and smiled, unfolded the letter and started reading.
Chu Heng ran to play with the child while holding it in his arms.
