Chapter 930 What is supposed to come will come
As soon as Huang Mingfeng entered the room, he felt a rush of hot air hitting his face, and then a warm current penetrated his body along his skin, straight into the bone marrow and five internal organs. .
This feeling of being wrapped in warmth all over his body made him feel like he had returned to his mother's body again.
"Your room is so warm!"
He stared at the steaming stove with bright eyes, planning in his mind to build one for his own room later.
It's really cold in the institute. If it continues like this, I'm going to freeze to death sooner or later!
“Here we come.”
Chu Heng waved to him with a smile and patted the sofa next to him: “Come, sit here and warm yourself by the fire.”
“Oh.”
Huang Mingfeng walked forward and stood next to him He sat down and stretched out his numb hands to bake on the stove. He couldn't help complaining: "The boiler room in the institute is getting worse and worse. It's been several days and it hasn't been repaired yet. If this continues, everyone will get really sick from the cold.”
"Haha."
Chu Heng smiled and said nothing. If it were normal, he would definitely have to say a few words about overcoming and persevering for the people to show that he is a leader. ideological consciousness.
But now he himself has not persisted and is setting up the stove, how can he have the shame to criticize others.
“You smoke.” Huang Mingfeng took out another cigarette and handed it over. It was still the familiar big front door, with a familiar smile on his face.
Chu Heng looked at this familiar scene, took the cigarette helplessly, and asked directly: "Don't tell me that you also came to me to ask for a place."
"Uh..."
Huang Mingfeng, who was just about to show off his misery to win sympathy, froze his smile. He awkwardly took out a match to light his cigarette and said with a smile: "Hey, you really know what's going on. "
"Don't worry about it, the quota has been reserved, let's do it next time." Old God Chu Heng puffed out smoke, crossed his legs, and casually said: "That's right, just wait. I will go out and tell the others about the situation so that they don’t have to worry about it.”
“It’s gone?” Huang Mingfeng was stunned: “Why are they gone?”< br>
“Five is a lot?” Chu Heng squinted at him: “If I want to take one, my relatives and friends are also waiting for food, and this is not enough!”
"Hey!"
Huang Mingfeng didn't mean to hide his emotions at all. He sighed in disappointment and leaned back on the sofa.
Chu Heng patted him on the shoulder to express comfort, poured him a cup of tea himself, and chatted about other topics.
“Dong, dong, dong.”
Not long after, there was a knock on the office door again. He thought someone was asking him for a job again, but unexpectedly, the person who came in was the person from before. Deputy Director Kant, who had some unpleasant troubles with him.
"Chu Suo is not busy."
The old man walked into the house with a smile on his face, glanced at the steaming earthen stove, a look of complexity appeared on his face, and then disappeared in a flash, and he took a steady step. He walked forward, holding a box of tea in his hand, and lied: "Yesterday, a friend gave me a box of tea. I don't like drinking this very much. Please try it, and if you like it, take it." ”
He came to show his kindness.
Chu Heng's temper yesterday made Kant feel a little panicked. He was afraid that he would be treated like Feng Guofu, so he ran to Wangfujing at noon yesterday and bought a box of tea. .
"Really? Let me see."
As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face. Kant is also the deputy director after all. Although he doesn't like this person, since he took the initiative to give gifts to please him, he naturally won't show off his face anymore. He happily took the tea leaves, unscrewed the lid and pinched out one. He put the tea leaves into his mouth and tasted it, and then said with an exaggerated expression: "Oh, this tea is good. It is refreshing in the mouth and has a long aftertaste. It is a good tea!"
We are all adults, how can we rely on preference? work.
Can it be so bad?
I bought that for twelve and eighty yuan!
Kant's heart was bleeding, but he smiled on his face: "Really? Since Chu likes it, then you can keep it. If you let me have such a good thing, it's just bullshit."< br>
"Then I'll be disrespectful." Chu Heng put the tea aside and invited warmly: "Stop standing, Kang Suo, sit down quickly and warm up by the fire." Huang Mingfeng consciously gave up the seat under his butt. Holding the prime position closest to the stove, he was busy fetching water and tea and serving the two bosses.
Old comrades are very aware...
After the three of them chatted about work for almost half an hour in a warm spring room, they wore two layers of cotton-padded clothes. Kant really couldn't sit still anymore, so he pulled hard He pulled his collar, wiped the sweat from his forehead, stood up with a red face, and said, "What about that, Chu Suo, I have something to do over there, so I won't talk about it for now."
"Come and sit down if you have time." Chu Heng stood up and said goodbye politely.
Upon seeing this, Huang Mingfeng also left the office together, and then followed the instructions of his immediate boss to spread the news that the job quota was gone.
In a flash.
There was a lot of mourning in the grain management station.
Most of those who are interested in getting a job quota have started working since last night. Some are looking for people, some are buying things, and some are raising money. They have tried their best to raise money. .
As soon as they arrived at the unit in the morning, these people were gearing up and pretending that they were determined to get a job spot.
But who would have thought that before they started to exert their strength, they would actually use up all the quotas!
It feels like a group of lsps rushed into the foot washing city, half of their clothes were changed, and they were told that the ladies are all aunts together!
Ouch!
It’s so uncomfortable!
Of course, there must be some people who don’t believe it. With a sense of luck, they secretly went to find Chu Heng, hoping to get another chance.
Some people just opened their mouths and offered five hundred favors and promised huge profits. Some people brought up acquaintances and wanted to build relationships. Some even sacrificed their lives to lure them with sex...
At the beginning, Chu Heng could still explain to them in a friendly manner, but in the end he was really annoyed and would just throw his face away and chase them away, because he loved so and so.
“Damn it, am I usually too polite?”
At around eleven o’clock in the morning, Chu Heng, who had just driven away an old employee who was relying on his old age, strangled his head angrily. , walked to the stove and took the lunch box that was placed on top to heat, then walked away with his bag, ready to go home to find Sha Zhu to process the venison.
Not long after he left, it was lunch time.
All the employees who had been waiting in the office all morning ran out of their respective rooms and rushed to the cafeteria.
Among these people, Deputy Director Kant is naturally among them.
After arriving at the canteen, the canteen master who was under the management of the logistics department brought his lunch box over without even having to do anything.
"Hard work."
Kant smiled and patted the canteen chef on the shoulder, then took out a small cloth bag from his arms, took out the chopsticks, and immediately opened the lunch box, ready to eat a big meal.
What he brought today was Kung Pao Chicken with rice, and it tasted amazing.
“Hey, have you been to Chu Suo’s room today? It’s so warm, you have to take off your clothes to stay there!”
“Really? We’ll do it in our office tomorrow too. Go with an earthen stove, oh, you don’t know, we The room is so cold that it can be used as a freezer!"
"As if it doesn't happen, our department also needs to build a stove in the office. Let's do it together later. , Count us in.”
"And we."
After Kant took a few bites, he heard a few people talking about the stove, and instantly felt that the fragrant Kung Pao chicken and rice were tasteless.
The thing that I feared most happened happened after all...
(End of this chapter)