Chapter 781 Why are you bringing me?
The breakfast at Chu Heng’s house is still rich today. Xiao Ni eats fried pancakes, grandpa eats steamed buns, and he himself cooks the buns on fire, and then each of them has a bowl of tofu.
Put the white, soft and tender tofu in a bowl, add a spoonful of salty marinade made with mushrooms as the main ingredient, and finally add some chili oil and garlic juice.
Oh, it tastes so authentic!
Xiao Ni ate five fried cakes and drank two bowls of tofu, which was barely enough.
Before she could take a sip of water, Chu Heng, who was going to gather at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, quickly cleared the table, wiped himself off and ran into the room.
After putting on the handsome suit that looked like a human being and the big leather shoes that were so shiny that they could be used as mirrors, he hurriedly set off from home with his wife.
Because I chatted with people for a while while buying breakfast, it was a bit late. This guy stepped on the accelerator hard all the way, refused to give way to people, and rushed into pits. He pressed the horn harder than Qianjie Wei. The old man often played the suona during his funeral.
Finally before eight o'clock, he sent his wife to Sanliangdian.
He didn’t even have time to kiss goodbye or anything. After Xiao Ni got off the car, he quickly turned around and headed straight to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
The snow is still falling in the sky, the road has become dirtier, and there is water everywhere.
However, the temperature is not that cold anymore, and many overdressed pedestrians are walking with their clothes open.
Snowy days are like this. It’s not cold when it’s snowing, but when it’s over and starts to melt, it can freeze even the chickens!
“Tu tu tu tu!”
When Chu Heng was walking halfway, he saw a group of young men in military green strutting through the street laughing and cursing. Several of them had their hands on their hands. He was also carrying a basket of things, with an eye-catching ancestral tablet at the top, and some porcelain vases, calligraphy and paintings with a simple smell at the bottom.
I don’t know where it was done...
“Didi!”
Chu Ya rolled his eyelids inwardly and showed no intention of slowing down. After honking the horn twice, he boomed with his big feet. Throttle the gas and rush towards them.
“Oh shit!”
“Get out of the way!”
The group of people suddenly fell into chaos, dodging in a panic. One person stepped on a brick and fell to pieces. His body and face were covered in black mud and water.
“Boom!”
Chu Heng rushed directly from the middle of the road, splashing mud all over them.
“I’m so fucking crazy%￥#@￥!”
“You son of a bitch! Don’t leave if you can!”
"Catch him!"
......
A group of people jumped angrily at the car that was driving away, picking out all the eighteen generations of his ancestors and having a friendly exchange. .
Among the crowd, there was only one young man who did not dare to scold him. He was one of Du San's subordinates who joined the various security departments and was already a deputy team leader.
He looked at the familiar car and the license plate, wiped the mud spots on his body with a wry smile, then turned around and walked to the team leader with a livid face, and whispered a few words in his ear.
After hearing this, the team leader's expression changed, and he quickly asked his subordinates to leave with their things, not daring to fart again.
Who in the industry doesn’t know about Daesheng Heng’s reputation?
That was really an arrow that pierced the clouds, and thousands of troops came to meet them.
With his small body, a mouthful of saliva could drown him.
Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend!
Chu Heng quickly arrived at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
He didn't pay attention to the little episode just now. What he was worried about now was how Meng and the others would scold him later. It was announced that everyone must be present for the meeting at eight o'clock, but now it is already eight twenty, which is seriously beyond the allotted time.
“Hey, it’s true, Aunt Huang, what she said so early in the morning about Widow Liu cheating on Han, made my blood boil.”
He complained and got out of the car. After coming down, I didn't dare to hesitate. I turned around and ran towards the conference room as if being chased by a dog.
The atmosphere in the conference room can be said to be very relaxed, because definite news has come from Mao Zi. This negotiation will definitely lead to a deal. The problem is just more money and less money, and it will not affect the overall situation.
At this time, Meng Huazhi, Fan Qiuliang, and Xie Jun were discussing this with the main participants sitting at the long table in the middle. From time to time, everyone would joke with each other, and they seemed to be in a good mood. .
A group of little guys who belong to the soy sauce industry are sitting against the wall. They have no say. Some of them are taking notes seriously, while others are dozing off in a daze. .
After Chu Heng reached the door, he had been often late for class since he was a child. He was very experienced. He squatted at the door and observed it for a while, then took advantage of the opportunity of the bosses to joke and opened the door secretly. He got into the conference room, crawled in like a loach, and then sat down in an inconspicuous position at the door.
Hey!
God is unaware of it!
This guy looked at the bosses who were chatting happily and seemed not to notice him. He happily took out the cigarette point and blew out a smoke ring.
Big and round!
But some people are born to be dazzling. Even if they are thrown into the sky full of stars, they will still be the most dazzling one.
Boss Meng glanced at this guy, rolled his eyelids and said nothing.
This grandson has always been unorganized and undisciplined, and he is bold and reckless. He is just late, so it is not unusual to let him go.
Get used to it!
Besides, Ya is still a non-staff member. Even if you want to deal with him, you have to go through the Food Bureau. After that, your second uncle will still be the deputy director.
This is very embarrassing...
The meeting is still going on. The big guys are counting the chips in their hands and discussing the transaction amount bit by bit. They are not very strong and want to celebrate the New Year. Yang Baosou, as if tired, had been fussing and calculating for a long time, and finally drew the upper limit of 1.2 million dollars.
At around nine o'clock, the meeting finally ended. Mr. Meng waved his hand and announced that everyone would go to the toilet first and gather in the backyard in ten minutes.
Chu Heng stood up sneakily and followed the flow of people, trying to sneak out of the conference room together.
"Hengzi! Come here!"
Xie Jun's violent roar stopped him in place.
The guy trembled, turned around with a wry smile, came to Xie Jun with small steps, and said with a smile: "Uncle Xie, if you have something to do, you can tell me, go up the sword mountain or go down the oil pan, I will never... …”
"What a stinky young lady!"
Xie Jun raised his foot and kicked him, then stared and asked: "What's wrong with you kid? You dare to be late for such an important meeting? Do you have any discipline? "
Chu Heng didn't even blink and lied: "Hey Hey, I didn’t want to either. Ni Yinghong had a stomachache in the middle of the night. I sent her to the hospital all night. I was so busy that I didn’t sleep for half the night. As soon as I sent her home in the morning, I rushed over quickly..."
< br>"Get out of here!" Xie Jun didn't even wait for the guy to finish his words before he kicked him again.
He now knows this grandson quite well.
You are not the kind of person who would sacrifice your small family for everyone!
If Xiao Ni really had a stomachache, let alone a meeting, even if the sky fell, this boy would not leave his wife's side.
If he was given a multiple-choice question now, the first is the destruction of the world, and the second is the safety of his wife, he thinks he would choose the latter.
"Hey!"
Chu Heng was not angry even after being kicked. He bared his teeth and smiled before running to Mr. Meng and asked reluctantly: " Leader, I’m a bit confused. I’m a non-staff person who doesn’t understand negotiation, technology, and Russian. Why do you insist on letting me go?”
(End of this chapter)