Lang Qiu and Liu Qiangbai looked at each other and saw disbelief in each other's expressions.
Their ideas are also very simple.
It's nothing more than too fast and too easy.
This is like a second-generation rich man with no hair on his head who saved up his pocket money for half a year to have his feet pinched. When he arrives, he only has three hundred and ninety-nine dollars, which is not as much as the money he pays for a pack of cigarettes, and he still has such a good job.
It feels a bit unreal.
These two people were like this at this time.
Originally, they were prepared to pay a big price, but they just asked them to write a report letter.
As for those agricultural experts, these two didn't take them seriously at all. They were just a few people. If they wanted to find them, there would be a lot of them!
After Chu Heng finished explaining the conditions, he saw that the two guys were silent for a long time, so he couldn't help but frown, and turned to look at Du San, with a look of impatience on his face.
Is this what your special mother said has been done?
Du San's face also darkened, and he glared: "What do you two mean? Just give me a sweet word, if it works, if it doesn't work, just get out of here. Our Mr. Chu has a lot of things to do, and we don't have time to bother with you here."
"ah!"
Liu Qiangbai came back to his senses, subconsciously touched the thick wad of money in his pocket, and carefully glanced at Chu Heng, who was sitting opposite with his arms folded, hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Um, Master Chu, is it true?
It just requires us to write a report letter? Are there no other conditions?"
He didn't doubt Chu Heng's strength, but he felt that it was easy to get this position, but it was a bit unreliable to get it.
"What? You think it's too simple?" Chu Heng couldn't help but sneered, threw away the cigarette butt, turned to look at him, and said lightly: "Let me tell you, maybe you think that the position of the factory director is very big and important.
, but in my eyes, it’s nothing, do you understand?”
"Got it!"
Liu Qiangbai smiled bitterly and nodded, knowing that he was looking at the sky from a well.
Yes.
That factory director's position may be extremely important to a bunch of little people like them, and they would even fight for it life and death.
But in the eyes of these big shots, it may be similar to the goods in department stores, basically easily available!
"Do you still have any questions? Just make a decision quickly." Seeing that Ya was distracted again, Chu Heng suddenly became irritated. He tapped his fingers on the table and said politely: "My time is very precious, understand?
Every second you spend on you two bastards is a waste!"
Listen to this...
So irritating!
Liu Qiangbai, who had always been smiling, was instantly suffocated and his face turned into a pig's liver. He also has self-esteem.
"Okay, I'll write."
At this moment, Lang Qiu suddenly raised his head, with a hint of madness in his slender eyes.
From Chu Heng's arrogant attitude, he could feel Chu Heng's full confidence, so his confidence soared.
Some people are just bitches...
"Okay." Chu Heng smiled with satisfaction, he liked crispy and crunchy ones.
"You are a smart old boy."
Du San breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly took the paper and pen he had prepared early and put it in front of Lang Qiu.
Without saying a word, Lang Qiu picked up the pen, pulled out the manuscript paper, and started writing furiously at his desk.
When Liu Qiangbai saw this, his expression changed. He no longer hesitated. He suppressed his unhappiness and asked Du San for paper and pen, and then he started writing.
Just be angry a little bit, as long as you can get back to that position, it's worth it.
"Write it truthfully and don't add any random things." After Chu Heng reminded the two of them, he stopped paying attention. He turned around and took Du San and the others to set up a table on the kang and go play cards.
They actually knew everything they should know, and asking these two people to write a report letter was just a formality.
…
"three!"
"A"
"Fuck, you're going to go to A when he's three?"
"I am willing, but do you care?"
"I... can't control it!"
"Han Xu, why are you turning your eyes towards me? Are you being so naughty as to peek at my cards!"
"No, Master Chu, I squint."
"That won't work either. Turn around now. If you dare to take another look at me, I will pluck your eyeballs out of your swallows!"
On the kang, Chu Heng and the others were shouting and drinking and having fun. On the table next to them, Brother Lang Qiu was still writing something. They had already written more than ten thick pages, and it looked like it would take a while.
"Haha, I'm gone!"
At this time, Chu Heng, who finally won a hand, happily threw away the last card in his hand. He leaned back with a proud body, took out a cigarette and lit one. After taking a few puffs, he looked at
After thinking about it for a while, he said to Du San who had just finished playing the cards: "Send someone to ask An Rongyuan and the others what's going on. They have already done it, and they are still working so hard on their own!"
"Oh, I'll go right away." Du San's expression fluctuated for a moment, and without saying anything sarcastic, he got up and left.
At this time, there is no need to use words to suppress those grandsons, just see the matter, Master Chu is not blind.
After he left, the card game on Kang also fell into a situation where three players were short of one.
Chu Heng glanced at Wu Chunyan, who was sniffing next to Jiang Keba. He was afraid that the two of them would work together, so he didn't call her, so he turned to the outside world and shouted: "Guan Yue, three short of one, do you want to play?"
"Play!"
Guan Yue, who had just come back from the toilet, trotted in excitedly. Chu Heng's luck was really bad today. He had already lost more than 20 dollars and it was time to spend money. Such a good opportunity could not be missed.
"Coming, coming!"
Guan Yuele climbed up onto the kang and sat down next to Chu Heng. The thick buttocks were instantly pressed into a big pad, occupying a large space.
"It's coming so soon." Chu Heng shuffled the cards in his hand, glanced at the trembling Guan Yue, and teased her.
Guan Yue, as an old Siji who had already started her career, immediately got on the channel with him, gave him a flirtatious look, leaned towards him, and put her soft, boneless palms on his thighs to rub them.
, blinked with a smile: "Then it doesn't matter who you play with. With you, Master Chu, I will definitely be faster."
"Really? I'll try to see how fast it is one day!" Chu Heng smiled and put his palm over her hand and squeezed it.
"Hey, hurry up and get rid of it. You are just talking here every day without practicing." Guan Yue curled her lips and withdrew her palm. This grandson has no other skills, but he is good at thickening.
Soon, the game continued.
When Chu Heng won the hand before, he felt like he was coming back to his old days. In the next few hands, his bad luck remained the same, and he basically lost.
After ten minutes of this.
Du San came back. When he saw Guan Yue taking over, he didn't chase anyone away. He sat happily and looked lively. When he saw his woman driving a few words to Chu Heng from time to time, he would also say:
Interjected a few jokes, but didn't mind at all.
For him now, a woman is just a piece of clothing, and he can wear it casually, let alone talk about driving a car. Even if Chu Heng is sleeping with Guan Yue, he will still be happy.
Watching from the sidelines, he can even help push his butt.
Of course, the premise is that Chu Heng doesn't mind taking the blame...
