Chapter 775 Let’s talk about something else
“Okay, okay!”
“Chu Heng did a good job!”
“Haha!”
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 there is this big melon, the stinky stone that has been lying in front of them has completely stinked the street. It doesn’t take a guess to predict 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.
Based on that guy’s connections and background, there may be more of the latter. After all, the 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 boy Chu Heng even made 30,000 yuan back!
Ouch!
Talent!
Live up to your expectations!
What a young man!
The more Mr. Meng thinks about it, the more proud he becomes. At the same time, he also values Chu Heng’s double-edged sword more and more. However, he values more and more. Even if he kills him now, he will never take that product to his subordinates again. A death wish.
That thing is so evil!
If you use it well, it will hurt the enemy; if you use it badly, you will hurt yourself.
He is the only one in the Lao Meng family. 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, this matter should be done sooner rather than later, I will arrange it now"
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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 thorough!”
“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, and dripping down her black hair, her pretty face She was also flushed and looked like she was working very 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. He seemed to be thinking about something.
A long while.
Qin Jingru, who finally cleaned up, left the office panting, twisting her round butt, humming a cheerful little tune, and was very happy.
Teacher Chu has also finished thinking at this moment, and is sitting in his seat with a calm expression, his eyes are dull and empty, as if he has no desire or desire.
“Dong dong dong!”
At this moment, the office door was knocked, and correspondent Xiao Le’s voice sounded outside.
"Chu Suo, a friend of yours called you."
"Ah! Here we come."
Chu Heng came to his senses, stood up slowly, tightened the waistband that had become loose due to sitting for too long, and left the office unsteadily with Xiao Le. Went to the communications room. When they get to the place.
I haven’t 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, Mr. Chu!"
There was a call from the phone. No. 1’s anxious voice.
“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 got it, 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, and felt 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 off Krissy for thirty thousand yuan. She felt a little uncomfortable and came to him to ask for an explanation.
“What the hell do I want to say!”
Chu Heng exhaled, threw away the 400,000 yuan in his mind, threw a pack of cigarettes to Xiao Le, and walked quickly After leaving the communication room, I didn't even ask for leave. I ran downstairs in a hurry and drove home.
There's no need to rush!
Will Avima, that woman who will do anything for money, really burn down his house?
His house is not valuable. You can buy one for a few hundred yuan. If it is gone, you will find someone to replace it.
But the old furniture inside was his favorite, and he wouldn’t want to break any of it!
“Thud, tug, tug!”
Chu Heng drove all the way, the afternoon sun 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, and there were only Ivima with red eyes and a bucket of gasoline in the room, Silly Zhu and the Niu Ma 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 steady as an old dog. After waving his hand 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 "Weima."
"You liar! Give me back the money!"
Avima glared at him, jumping on her feet angrily, filled with anger.
I worked so hard that I even offended Andrew to get more than 20,000 yuan.
But this bastard, he sold the photo and made a huge profit of nine thousand!
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 and took the lighter from Avima's hand. , stood beside the gasoline barrel with a melancholy look and lit a cigarette for himself.
The temperament is a bit world-weary...
Avima silently moved the gasoline barrel to the side, then put her hands on her hips like a fighting cock, stared, and asked: "Don't think about it. You lied to me about selling photos. Lixi has already told me, you must give me a share now, otherwise I...otherwise I..."
She wanted to threaten the person who owned the house, but judging from the appearance of this guy, he would order it himself. There may be more...
"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’ve done the math. If you make fake wine, you’ll only earn it in a year. A few hundred thousand is really meaningless. I want to make this business bigger. Do you want to make millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions a year? ”
“Huh?” br>
Evima 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 party, I don’t know if I can make it back in time to write the next chapter. If it’s late, let’s read it tomorrow
(End of this chapter)