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Chapter 257 Success

 Night, gorgeous.

The bright stars guard the shy crescent moon in the sky. They bloom their own light wantonly, trying to attract the favor of the moon goddess who has always been very proud, rendering the night sky extremely colorful.

Under the beautiful starlight.

Chu Heng is at home, but not at home either.

At this time, he was in the warehouse, counting various cultural relics in his hands.

"hey-hey!"

Looking at the rare treasures that would be worth thousands of gold in later generations, but were now bought by him at a bargain price, he smiled like that naked idiot on the street.

His eyes were empty, his face was sluggish, and there was a hint of drool about to fall from the corner of his mouth.

If Xiao Ni saw him, he would probably pour a large bowl of incense ash down his throat.

After being dazed for a while, Chu Heng wiped himself and started to tidy up again, placing the antiques into categories one by one and recording them in a book.

No matter how high or low.

When he sorted out the porcelain he brought back from the trust store, he suddenly fell silent, his brows furrowed slightly, and a tangled look appeared on his face.

What he gained at the trust store today could be said to be beyond his expectation. It even gave him the idea of ​​returning to his old business and picking up the missing items.

But picking out old things in such a blatant way is really eye-catching.

If he was noticed by a knowledgeable person, he would be in danger.

so.

He is very naughty now.

I am greedy and want it, but I am also a little timid.

"well!"

Chu Heng struggled for a while, but in the end his greed turned into a long sigh, and he was packed up and thrown out of the body.

He decided to give up this dangerous idea.

It’s so eye-catching!

In public, with countless pairs of eyes watching, no matter how capable he is, he can't escape.

So let’s talk about it later.

Without this knot in his mind, Chu Heng completely relaxed, turned around, and happily continued to pack his things.

After working for a while, he came out of the warehouse with satisfaction.

It was already eight o'clock at night.

Chu Heng, who could not sleep alone, had no sleep at all.

He looked around the empty room and began to miss his sweet-smelling, soft and loving wife again.

"When are you coming back, you bitch?"

Chu Heng sighed and picked up the still warm enamel jar on the table, took a swig of warm water, then turned on the radio and ran to the recliner to listen to it.:.

After a moment, he suddenly turned his wrist, and a photo half the size of a palm suddenly appeared in his hand.

The person in the photo is naturally Ni Yinghong.

Without his wife by his side, he can only see things and miss people.

Chu Heng just stared blankly at the smiling daughter-in-law in the photo, trying to resolve his lovesickness and sadness.

It's a pity that those photos that cannot be developed by others could not be produced, otherwise it would be an even greater relief.

That cheongsam, that shirt, those leggings!

Suck!



The next day, early morning.

Chu Heng, who had been thinking about his wife for half a night, was awakened.

Early in the morning, Liu Haizhong started beating Liu Guangfu, their youngest son, and he screamed so miserably, it was like he was killing a pig.

"The old guy seems to have some serious illness!"

Chu Heng, who was a little angry when he got up, got up from the bed with a curse and didn't even want to eat melon. He put on his clothes, ate breakfast, then rode his bike to the grain store, preparing to go to work to catch up on some sleep.

Director Chu is really a good comrade who graduated from his post and even has to rest in the unit.

he...legs!

Unfortunately, God seems to be in a bad mood today and does not intend to let this grandson have a good night's sleep.

After Chu Heng arrived at the unit, he cleaned the office as usual. After the employees came to work and handed over today's change notes, he laid a blanket on his desk and closed his eyes peacefully.

Unexpectedly, less than ten minutes after falling asleep, there was a knock on the office door.

"Dong dong dong!"

"Who the hell!"

Chu Heng sat up angrily and walked over to knock on the evil wooden door with a sullen face.

The person who came was Yan Muze. The old man should have been walking this time, and he seemed to be in a hurry. He was breathing slightly and there was a hint of sweat on his forehead.

Seeing that it was the rich man who came to the door, Chu Heng was still angry. He quickly collected himself and invited the person into the house with a smile on his face: "Master Yan, you are early enough. Come in quickly. Come in quickly."

"Here we come to bother Master Chu again." The old man carefully looked at the food and clothing parents in front of him, bowed his waist in a humble manner, and cupped his hands with a flattering look on his face, and then slowly walked into the house.

After taking a seat.

Chu Heng threw a cigarette and asked the old man impatiently: "What's wrong with you on the other side?"

"They agreed." Yan Muze took the cigarette, lit it, and took a greedy puff. He couldn't bear to smoke such a good cigarette now, and he almost ran out of money to buy cigarettes at home.

After hearing this, Chu Heng secretly breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved, then asked: "What are the specifics? How much food do you need? How much do you want to sell?"

"We need a lot of food, five hundred kilograms of stick noodles, fifty kilograms of rice, fifty kilograms of white flour, and ten kilograms of oil."

After saying this, the old man paused for a moment, couldn't help but take a puff of cigarette, and then continued: "They plan to sell sixty pieces of antiques first. Some of them are good and some are bad. You can decide how much they will cost when the time comes. You can also give them to me."

There are eighty gold bars, totaling one hundred and twenty-six taels."

"But there are many young and old." Chu Heng's eyes lit up when he heard this, he rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "Then when do you plan to trade?"

"Of course as soon as possible, preferably tonight."

Yan Muze smiled bitterly and sighed: "There is basically nothing to eat at home. If there is no more income, they will have to dig wild vegetables."

"Then tonight." Chu Heng nodded and agreed, then pondered for a while and said: "The place should be at your home. I don't want to see other people during the transaction. Only you and your family can show up.

,Is this no problem?”

"This is no problem." The old man said quickly.

The two then discussed the details of the transaction, and only after all issues were confirmed, Yan Muze left.

Chu Heng politely sent the old man out of the grain store, and then ran back to the office, preparing to go back to sleep and regain his energy to make a profit from him at night!

"Jingle Bell!"

Unexpectedly, it backfired. Before he could lie down, the phone in the office rang.

"It happens every day, it's easy for me!" Chu Heng reluctantly picked up the phone, yelled a few words at the top of his voice, and hurried out of the grain store.

The Food Bureau holds an emergency meeting, and you must arrive within an hour, otherwise you will be penalized.

In fact, he could guess what the content was, but he still had to go through it.

This was a meeting convened by his second uncle's immediate boss, and there was no room for him to handle it carelessly.

If you really make that strong-armed boss displeased, you can do it if you tell him to do it. We will provide you with the fastest updates and free reading.:.


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