After listening to Chu Heng's words, Mr. Meng's heart skipped a beat.
He felt a surge of hot blood pouring out of his heart and rushing straight into his mind, almost making him agree.
He doesn't care much about whether he gets promoted or not, or whether he gets a raise or not.
The main thing was the 10 million, which completely impressed him!
Just like Chu Heng said, the domestic foreign exchange reserves last year were only a little over 100 million. If you could really earn 10 million with a few bottles of broken wine, how much could you do? How many urgently needed supplies could you buy?
If it is one hundred million, two hundred million...
Oops, I don’t dare to think about it, I don’t dare to think about it, I would be satisfied with just ten million!
After getting excited, Mr. Meng had the strength to calm down and ponder over the pros and cons, gains and losses.
Standing in his position, he looks at problems from more perspectives than Chu Heng. Sometimes he can't just look at interests, but also considers many other aspects.
"call!"
After a while, Boss Meng let out a breath, neither agreeing nor rejecting, but asked Chu Heng: "I'm very curious, you kid has so many weird ideas every day?
Also, where did you hear about this five billion red wine market?"
In my previous life, I heard the boss brag...
Chu Heng muttered secretly in his heart, then raised his chin triumphantly and said: "Sometimes this thing is based on talent. When I was a child, my father always said that I was full of bad ideas. As for what you said about the five billion
I all heard about it when I was playing with those foreigners."
"Are you quite proud of yourself?"
Boss Meng was amused by him. He glanced at the guy with a smile and said thoughtfully: "In this way, I will mention the red wine issue at the next meeting. You can go back first and wait for me to inform you of the details."
"Okay, then I'll leave first." Chu Heng shrugged and stood up. He also knew that there was no need to rush the matter. The grapes were already out of season. Even if they started drying now, it would be difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.
And if we really want to launch this plan, there will be a series of things like selecting production areas, introducing varieties, improving processes, etc. It will take a year or two to see results.
You have to eat this meal in one bite.
Take your time.
No rush.
"Hey, wait a minute."
Chu Heng had just turned around and walked a few steps when Boss Meng suddenly called out to him.
"Do you have anything else?" He turned around in confusion.
Boss Meng chewed his teeth, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Do you already have a candidate in mind for the partner you mentioned?"
"There are a few, but I haven't contacted them yet. What do you mean?" Chu Heng said truthfully.
Boss Meng thought for a while and said: "In this way, since you proposed the matter, you should be responsible for it first. You, the partner, will contact and screen it first. If the proposal is approved later, we will get started directly."
"clear!"
Chu Heng heard the elegant meaning of Xian Ge, and his eyes suddenly lit up after hearing it. He immediately understood that the boss paid great attention to this matter. After nodding seriously, he turned around and continued to leave.
"Eh!"
Unexpectedly, Boss Meng spoke up again.
"Ouch!"
Chu Heng almost dodged the bully's waist and turned around with a grimace: "No, why don't you always have something to say and finish it together?"
Boss Meng ignored him, took a deep breath, and asked in a deep voice, as if he had made a great determination: "Let me ask you, do you want to come to the ministry? If you are willing, I will go find someone tomorrow!"
He really likes this kid now.
Although that guy has problems of one kind or another, his flaws are not outweighed by his flaws.
Look at the colorful intestines in this belly. If you don't get it under your hands, it will be all in vain!
In fact, Boss Meng was still hesitating at first, but Chu Heng Jiantian's suggestions finally made him make up his mind.
I want this thing!
Even if I have to wipe his butt every day from now on, I will admit it!
But Chu Hengque was a little ignorant and shook his head violently after hearing this: "I won't come. The Grain Management Office is very good. I won't go anywhere!"
joke!
He is very beautiful in Liangliangkou.
There is an uncle at the top who can resist thunder, and a younger brother at the bottom who can block the knife. Water can't be poured in, and needles can't penetrate. Why are you here at the Ministry?
Besides, he is at the Grain Management Office. If the ministry really has something to give him, should he obey his orders?
There’s really no need to move!
When the time comes, I will have to flatter and win people over again, which is so tiring!
"Go, go, go!"
When Boss Meng saw that this guy actually refused his olive branch, he felt furious.
I've spent a long time mentally building myself up, but you're such a bitch and you still can't stand it!
I am so angry!
"Hey, see you later, Na!"
Teacher Chu has a strong foundation and a stable backing. He is not afraid of being judged for this. He grinned with his teeth bared, turned around and ran out of the office.
Come to the darkroom in the basement.
The two young men who had been sent away before had returned and were busy at the workbench again. The middle-aged man was sitting in the corner drinking tea.
Seeing this guy coming in, he stood up quickly, walked over and handed over a small paper bag, and whispered in a sneaky voice: "It's all in there, there are quite a few, take a look."
Chu Heng was not careless. He took the photos out of the bag and counted them carefully. There were exactly ten of them. Even though the photos were still a bit damp, it was not a big deal and there was no need to delay.
After putting it back again, he took out a pack of cigarettes and stuffed it with the middle-aged man, and said with a smile: "Thanks, brother, I will ask you to give me some reference when I want to build a darkroom later."
"No problem, just say whatever you need." The middle-aged man looked at the big front door in his hand and nodded with a smile.
The young man knows how to do things and is worth getting to know deeply.
Then the two of them exchanged some polite words before Chu Heng put away the photos, said goodbye and left the darkroom.
In the parking lot, Shi Lihang had returned from the wave and was currently leaning on the cabin of the Volga to help repair the vehicle.
Tsk tsk.
Look at people.
After driving other people's cars, they will be repaired and repaired for you. It will be more comfortable and smoother than a new car when you use it again.
Hey, it’s not like some people who borrow a car and just drive it, whatever they like!
Not particular!
Chu Heng came over and took a look, and saw that he was playing with the engine. He couldn't help but asked, "Brother Shi, is there something wrong with my car?"
"Ouch! You scared me! There is no movement when walking!"
Shi Lihang, who was concentrating on inspecting the cabin, was frightened and trembled. He straightened up and rolled his eyes at him, saying, "It's just that the battery screw is a little loose. I'll tighten it for you. There's nothing else serious."
"Hey, look at you working on the engine. How big of a deal do I think it is? You just scared me."
Chu Heng felt relieved, and immediately took out the cigarette and handed it to him, briefly reminiscing with him, and then drove away.
Shi Lihang reluctantly looked at the car that was driving away, and muttered: "Isn't it a big deal if the screws are loose? Then what is a big deal? This car is in vain if you drive it."
Well, all cars, as long as you don’t drive them yourself, will be a waste for anyone who drives them...
After Chu Heng came out of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he didn't walk too far. He turned a corner and saw a public phone on the side of the road, so he stopped the car and walked towards the stall.
