Contrary to Andrew's regret, Mr. Meng and Xie Jun were overjoyed after seeing the polished report.
For such a long time, they had no idea how many times they had suffered defeat at the hands of Andrew, and how many grievances they had suffered, but they had always been helpless towards him.
Now that he has this big melon, the stinky stone that has been lying in front of them has completely stinked the street. You don't have to guess how difficult his current situation will be!
I believe it won't be long before Mao Zi's other side will respond.
Either Andrew is removed, or the opposition makes a compromise and agrees to facilitate the deal.
And based on that guy’s connections and background, there may be more of the latter. After all, those opposition parties are not fools. Compared to one party’s ambassador, what are a few skills?
Of course, this is what Mr. Meng and the others want to see most.
When they think that the acquisition plan they have worked hard for is about to be realized, the revenge on Andrew will finally be avenged, and all they have to pay is only a few hundred dollars in activity fees and...
Eh?
It seems that there is no compensation!
That guy Chu Heng even made 30,000 yuan back!
Ouch!
What a talent!
Be upbeat!
What a young man!
The more Boss Meng thought about it, the more proud he became. At the same time, he also valued Chu Heng's double-edged sword more and more. But he valued Chu Heng's double-edged sword. Even if he was beaten to death, he would no longer have the thought of taking that guy under his command.
That thing is so evil!
If you use it well, you will hurt the enemy; if you use it poorly, you will hurt yourself.
He is the only seedling in the Lao Meng family, but he is not as thick-legged and strong as the Xie family.
He doesn't dare to play around!
"Okay! It's time to get down to business."
After talking and laughing for a while, Xie Jun straightened up, glanced at the people in the room, and said in a deep voice: "Hengzi has fired the first shot, and it's up to us to do the rest. Contact Mao Ziguo immediately and let them
Put pressure on those in the opposition as soon as possible to avoid long nights and sudden changes!"
"Okay, it's better to do this sooner rather than later. I'll make arrangements right away."
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Grain Management Office, Office.
"Tsk tsk!"
Chu Heng looked at the newspaper that Xie Jun specially asked Shi Lihang to send with a look of disgust. He was very dissatisfied with the report that except for the photos, the rest of the content basically deviated from the facts.
"It's really enlightening, but it's not complete!"
"If you spend some money to find the person involved in Avima and conduct an exclusive interview, wouldn't the effect be better?"
"Stupid stupid stupid!"
Teacher Chu put down the newspaper in disappointment.
"What kind of interview, brother?"
Qin Jingru, who was cleaning the dust under the desk, raised her head curiously. There was sweat on her head, dripping down her black hair. Her pretty face was also flushed, and she looked like she was working hard.
"It's okay, just wipe yours."
Chu Heng frowned and put her head back, then closed his eyes and leaned back comfortably on the chair, as if thinking about something.
Half a moment.
Qin Jingru, who finally cleaned up, left the office panting, twisting her round little buttocks, humming a cheerful little tune, and was very happy.
Teacher Chu also finished thinking at this moment, and was sitting in his seat with a calm expression, his eyes were dull and empty, and he looked like he had no desire or desire.
"Dong dong dong!"
At this moment, there was a knock on the office door, and correspondent Xiao Le's voice sounded outside.
"Chu Suo, a friend of yours gave you a call."
"Ah! Here we come."
Chu Heng came to his senses, stood up slowly, tightened the waistband of his pants that had become loose due to sitting for too long, left the office unsteadily, and went to the communications room with Xiao Le.
When they get there.
I haven't even hung up the phone yet, but it seems quite urgent.
"Who?"
Chu Heng walked over and picked up the phone with a puzzled look on his face and shouted: "I'm Chu Heng, who is this?"
"It's me, Master Chu!"
The anxious voice of Niu Ma No. 1 came from the phone.
"What's wrong?" Chu Heng frowned after hearing this.
"That woman named Emma, he wants to find you, and he wants to see you right away, otherwise he will set your house on fire!"
"I know, I'll go back right now!"
Chu Heng hung up the phone with an expressionless face, and thought of the 300,000 he had lost, feeling very uncomfortable.
As for why that woman Avima was looking for him, you don’t have to guess. Most likely, she heard that he had knocked Chrissie off for thirty thousand yuan, and she felt a little uncomfortable, so she came to him to ask for an explanation.
"What the hell do I want to say?"
Chu Heng breathed out, put aside the 400,000 yuan in his mind, threw a pack of cigarettes to Xiao Le, and quickly left the communication room. He didn't even ask for leave. He hurriedly ran downstairs and drove home.
There's no need to rush!
Could Avima, that woman who would do anything for money, really set his house on fire?
His house is not worth much. You can buy one for a few hundred yuan. If it is gone, you will have to find someone to replace it.
But the old furniture inside was his favorite, and he wouldn't want to break any of it!
"Tu tu tu tu!"
Chu Heng drove all the way, the setting sun in the afternoon was cold and clear, the trees on both sides of the road had become bare, and there were not many people in the street, making this ancient city look desolate and lonely.
There is a different kind of beauty.
He didn't have the time to appreciate any of this, so he drove around in circles and returned to Xiaolihua in less than twenty minutes.
At this time, all the foreigners who came to play had left. There were only Ivima with red eyes and a bucket of gasoline in her arms, Silly Zhu and the Niuma brothers who were sweating with fear.
"Squeak!"
Chu Heng pushed the door open and entered the house. When he saw this scene, he was still as calm as an old dog. After waving his hands to let Silly Zhu and the others leave first, he walked forward with a smile and asked: "What are you going to do? Dear Ai
Wei Ma."
"You liar! Give me your money back!"
Avima glared at him angrily, jumping her feet angrily, her heart filled with anger.
I worked so hard that I even didn't hesitate to offend Andrew, so I got more than 20,000 yuan.
But this bastard, he resold the photo and made an incredible profit of 9,000!
Isn’t this bullying?
"Where did I get the money?" When he heard the money, Chu Heng thought of the five hundred thousand he had lost. His face suddenly turned bitter. He immediately stepped forward, took the lighter from Avima's hand, and stood there with a melancholy look on his face.
I lit a cigarette for myself next to the gasoline barrel.
The temperament is a bit world-weary...
Avima silently moved the gasoline can to one side, then crossed her hips like a fighting cock, glared, and asked: "Don't try to deceive me, Chrissy has already told me about you selling photos.
Now, you must give me a share, otherwise I...otherwise I..."
She wanted to threaten the house, but judging from the appearance of this guy, he might do more to himself...
"The money is not in my hands, what money do you want from me?" Chu Heng rolled his eyes at her, then pulled her to sit down, and said Youyou: "Okay, don't talk about such unhappy things.
Let’s talk about wine.”
"I have calculated that if you make fake wine, you will only earn hundreds of thousands a year, which is really meaningless. Now I want to make this business bigger. Do you want to earn millions or tens of millions a year?
Even hundreds of millions!?”
"ah?"
Avima is a little confused. I came to you to ask for a few thousand yuan to split the account. Why is it worth hundreds of millions?
Are you sure you're not driving with me?
I have a social event, so I don’t know if I can make it back in time to write the next chapter. If it’s late, I’ll read it tomorrow.
