Chen Qingyun raised his head from the document and said apologetically: "Don't blame Qingyun for being pretentious. These things are too annoying and occupy the brain. Let's go, we can't keep the leader waiting."
Chen Qingyun did not send another car, but took Luo Chenyu's car to go out. When he was approaching his destination, Chen Qingyun was surprised to find that he was back at the Zhuque Lake. Opposite the Zhuque Club, there was another club on the lakeside, the Zhuque Club.
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"Minister Luo, Director Chen, you came on time." The person waiting in the box turned out to be Chen Shimei, and Chen Qingyun suddenly felt like being raped.
If Luo Chenyu were not present, Chen Qingyun would definitely turn around and leave. But right now, he still has to cheer up and socialize with Luo Chenyu and Chen Shimei.
"When I was in charge of the Yanjing Iron and Steel Company, I suddenly brought an old and shabby mess into one of the top ten steel companies in the country. Is it easy for me?"
Chen Shimei has a little too much, her tongue has become hard, and she has no control over what she says.
"Director Chen, why can't your foreign trade export quotas be changed?" Chen Shimei kept talking, and Luo Chenyu and Chen Qingyun couldn't get in the middle of the conversation: "At that time, if Yanjing Iron and Steel did not change, it would not comply with the market.
Need, can I save him?"
Luo Chenyu finally found a gap in his words: "Mr. Chen is right. When you cross the river by moving stones, you should be bolder and move faster. If things remain unchanged, it will only have a suppressive effect on the domestic economy."
Chen Qingyun's heart is as bright as a mirror, Chen Shimei goes crazy with alcohol, and Luo Chenyu uses his power to suppress others. The two sing and join forces to suppress him. He simply says nothing and concentrates on the beef and mutton on the table.
When Luo Chenyu saw Chen Qingyun pretending to be stupid, he was filled with hatred. As a deputy minister, he held a high position of authority, but there was one thing. Without the cooperation of the department director, he, the deputy minister, would be like a kite flying in the sky, and its string would be broken.
"Qingyun, it's your turn. Mr. Chen has a small capacity for drinking, so just use a big cup." Luo Chenyu saw Chen Qingyun pretending to be stupid, so he ordered it.
Chen Shimei immediately stood up: "Minister, wait a moment, there is still a ceremony that has not been completed." Then he took out two big red envelopes from his handbag: "It will delay the rest of the two leaders, and it will cost you a little work time, so don't block Shimei's hands."
Luo Chenyu casually took the red envelope, squeezed it, and put it into his briefcase.
Chen Shimei gently placed another similar red envelope in front of Chen Qingyun: "Please don't mind the lost work pay."
Chen Qingyun ignored Luo Chenyu's displeased look and returned the red envelope to Chen Shimei: "Mr. Chen, are you doing this because of your friends, or do you want me to do something?"
Luo Chenyu thought that Chen Qingyun, relying on Zhou Weihong's support, openly asked for benefits in front of him, and did not hide his contempt for Chen Qingyun.
Chen Shimei was angry in her heart, but it didn't show on her face: "Of course we are friends. Shimei understands that such a trivial matter is not enough to get things done."
Chen Qingyun shook his head: "We can't be friends even though we have a simple relationship but a deep relationship. We have a long time to come. When Qingyun and Mr. Chen become friends, we can pay attention to such etiquette."
Chen Shimei and Luo Chenyu exchanged glances, then took out a red envelope: "In this way, can we become friends?"
Chen Qingyun smiled and said: "Mr. Chen has misunderstood what Qingyun meant. You don't know Qingyun very well. Qingyun has never received any gifts on any occasion. Of course, gifts from loved ones, relatives, friends and elders are not included."
In China, it is customary to treat senior executives to dinner and give red envelopes in person. However, in Yizhou and Chengcheng, the red envelopes are filled with cash. Chen Shimei's red envelope is probably filled with various shopping cards or membership cards of a certain club.
Luo Chenyu was even more unhappy. He had already accepted Chen Shimei's red envelope, and Chen Qingyun's move was a slap in the face.
"Qingyun is so strict with himself that Chen Yu sighs."
Of course, Luo Chenyu would not write his displeasure on his face. After all, he had worked with Chen Qingyun for less than a month. He did not want to let Chen Qingyun go easily, and beating him was inevitable.
Chen Qingyun secretly sighed at Luo Chenyu's unwiseness. The best thing to do at this time is to laugh it off: "Minister, Qingyun has some wealth, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to spend it all in a few lifetimes. I guess there will be no problem buying this club. Regarding money matters,
, it’s really a bit indifferent.”
Chen Qingyun never thought that China's wealth, which seemed to be unparalleled, would be called burning money after entering another world. This amount of money was really not worth showing off.
"Do you have more money than Mr. Chen?" Chen Qingyun boasted about his wealth as a reason for rejecting Chen Shimei. In Luo Chenyu's view, it was too overconfident.
"The Discipline Inspection Commission has already concluded the issue of Qingyun's wealth." Chen Qingyun said calmly: "Qingyun does not dare to guess how much money Mr. Chen has, but Qingyun's wealth has been registered and the minister can check it."
After hearing Chen Qingyun's confident words, Luo Chenyu put it in the back of his mind and stopped dwelling on the topic: "You can refuse Mr. Chen's membership card. But you can't stop Mr. Chen from doing what he asked you to do."
Luo Chenyu was so smart. He pointed out that the red envelope just now was a membership card and told Chen Qingyun not to think nonsense.
"With the minister here, it is not Qingyun's turn to make blind statements. As long as it is within the scope allowed by the policy, Qingyun should do his best."
Chen Qingyun will not block his official duties because of his personal grudge with Chen Shimei. He just wants Chen Qingyun to show his firm attitude, and Chen Qingyun does not want to be so straightforward. Ding Luo Chenyu to the front shows his superb skills.
Luo Chenyu had no choice but to see that there was no loophole in Chen Qingyun's words, so he had to wink at Chen Shimei. Chen Shimei was even smarter than Luo Chenyu and immediately seized the opportunity: "Director Chen, there is a reason for the tungsten and molybdenum export quota half a month ago. Please ask Director
Don’t be surprised.”
"Mr. Chen didn't tell me, but Qingyun also forgot. The total export volume of tungsten and molybdenum has been reported to the ministry and the process should be completed soon."
Chen Shimei didn't know whether Chen Qingyun's words were true or not, and thought he was perfunctory: "There are no export quotas for tungsten and molybdenum. It's just that the Iron and Steel Association will immediately hold iron ore negotiations with overseas companies. They need rare earth quotas and obtain Austrian aid."
Chen Qingyun could not distinguish the authenticity of what Chen Shimei said. Chen Qingyun knew a little about the iron ore negotiations and could not affect the overall situation because of his resentment towards Chen Shimei.
"The export of rare earths is such a big deal that Qingyun doesn't dare to express his position carelessly. Since the minister is here, why don't Mr. Chen report to the minister in detail?"
Luo Chenyu was very happy to see Chen Qingyun recognize him: "The Foreign Trade Department will do the basic work and submit it to the ministry meeting according to the procedures. You don't need to interfere with other matters."
Only then did Chen Qingyun realize that Chen Shimei must have done a lot of work. If it weren't for the sudden change of position, Chen Shimei wouldn't have to look for him at all.
After dinner, Chen Shimei invited Chen Qingyun to rest in the backyard of the Zhuque Club. Chen Qingyun declined politely. Luo Chenyu did not say anything and asked the driver to take Chen Qingyun back, and she and Chen Shimei disappeared into the club.
Only then did Chen Qingyun realize that the Suzaku Club seemed to be more mysterious than the others, but he did not bother to use his spiritual sense to investigate. There were many unspeakable things about the Yanjing Club, and the top management knew it tacitly, so no one would delve into it.
In the secular world, Chen Qingyun cannot just use his spiritual consciousness to detect the movements of others. If he wants to complete his transformation, he must use the methods of the secular world to temper his state of mind.
After breaking up with Luo Chenyu and Chen Shimei, Chen Qingyun did not go back to the villa immediately. It was not far from Yang Zhuo's Zhuoerbuqun, and he had time to cook a few dishes.
Chen Qingyun had a great time playing this kind of identity-changing game. Yang Zhuo stayed in the club every day, but he never expected that Chen Qingyun was working part-time in his club.
Yang Zhuo didn't know that there was a strange person hiding in his club. But the club was crowded with people every day, and he also knew that these people came for the delicious food in the club, not because of his own personality.
The head chef of the club received Chen Qingyun's warning and never told Yang Zhuo about Chen Qingyun's hiding here. The monthly reward was increased by several thousand yuan. The head chef fawned over both sides and had a great time.
Chen Qingyun entered the kitchen, and Shi Chun greeted him happily. He and his brother had been staying in the club for more than a month. Although he had no innate spiritual energy to use, his Qingwei Jue had reached the third level. , Qianyang Zhenqi is infused into the dishes, giving them a unique flavor.
The business of the club was full, which had something to do with Shi Chun. But Chen Qingyun didn't expect that cooking would be surprisingly helpful to his practice.
Shi Chun later became Chen Qingyun's right-hand assistant, which had a great relationship with his experience in Zhuoerbuqiu. Shi Chun had a solid foundation in martial arts, and his understanding of Qingwei Jue was far beyond that of ordinary people. He was able to practice while cooking. Practice shows that his qualifications are among those of genius.
Chen Qingyun was busy in the kitchen for a while and left soon. This time when he came to the club, he had another thing to do.
After Chen Qingyun left, Luo Chenyu followed Chen Shimei to the backyard of the Zhuque Club.
"Minister, the matter of adjusting quotas is so simple. Do you need to go to the ministry meeting?" Chen Shimei was a little dissatisfied when she saw that today's matter was not implemented.
Luo Chenyu smiled strangely: "Chen Qingyun doesn't understand business, so it happened to fall into my hands. The total quota issued every year, so far, still leaves 30% of the margin. Chen Qingyun reported it to me, and I wrote it. If he wants to go back on his word after approving it, it’s useless to cry to God.”
"The minister is still smart. This guy has power but doesn't know how to use it. He deserves to be poor." Regarding Chen Qingyun's boast about his wealth, Chen Shimei thought that Chen Qingyun was just being tough.
"Tricks can only be used once. If you have to do things in the hands of this kid in the future, don't offend him."
Chen Shimei was so happy when the rare earth matter came to light. While Luo Chenyu was happy, Chen Shimei raised another topic.