Chapter 1168 is still here
“Done!”
In the office, Chu Heng, who had been drawing for forty minutes, finally put down his pen. He shook off his sore wrist and picked up the I admired the newly released drawing and nodded with satisfaction. I thought it was pretty good.
Immediately put it together with several other drawings, neatly stacked them together, and put them on the table.
“Is it done?”
Xiao Ni, who hadn't understood it before, couldn't help but be curious and took the drawings over to look at them again, but no matter how she looked at them, she couldn't associate the graffiti-like pictures on them with the guardrail.
She did not doubt her husband's painting skills. Instead, she thought that she, a layman, could not understand, so she shamelessly asked Chu Dabai next to her for advice: "I don't understand a little bit, please explain to me." Let’s talk.”
“What’s wrong with this?” Teacher Chu took it and pointed at the drawing and explained, “This is the full view. , the dimensions are marked next to it, this is the top view, this is the bolt...
"..."
Xiao Ni listened for a while and looked at the drawing with a blank expression. Except for the dimensions above Mark, but still couldn't understand anything else, so she felt that she was too slow and had no choice but to give up and go back to reading her novel honestly
Forget it.
As a silly big-bellied woman, I’d better not get involved in men’s matters.
After a while, at about four o'clock, the boy who went to find the carpenter finally brought him.
There were two people in total, a father and son. The older one was in his fifties and his surname was Yan. He had bright eyes, very sharp eyes and gray hair.
He is an old master of the Sijucheng Furniture Factory. It is said that the craftsmanship is passed down from generation to generation. In the early years, the elders in the family made furniture for those wealthy families.
What's a coincidence is that his son's surname is also Yan...
He is in his thirties, looks a little dull, and is very tall.
"Come on, come on, two masters, sit down quickly."
Chu Heng politely asked the father and son to sit down, poured water and toasted cigarettes, and then painted the painting that he had worked hard on. Take out the design drawings.
"Master Yan, this is the drawing I drew. Can you see if you can do it?"
"Oh, let's take a look."
Lao Yan took the drawings and turned them over with some restraint, then was dumbfounded on the spot.
You call this a drawing?
Are you sure this is a drawing?
I can grab any bastard and climb around on it, and I can draw it more clearly than you!
Lao Yan turned over the drawings with pain in his heart and looked at them again and again. In the end, he could only spread the drawings on the table and asked Chu Heng: "I don't understand it. You should follow me." Let’s talk about it.”
“Can’t you understand?”
Chu Heng looked at the father and son with some suspicion, wasn’t he talking about the ancestral carpenter? You don’t even understand this?
Can't he be a liar?
But then he thought again, his younger brother had personally found this person, so there should be nothing wrong with him. Maybe he couldn’t read the drawings, right?
So he confidently classified Lao Yan as illiterate, and then started to explain it to him with spittle.
Lao Yan is indeed an old carpenter. After listening to him for a while, he basically had a prototype in his mind. He took a few puffs of cigarette, thought about it carefully, and said: " I understand, is this a fence for children? It must be removable and light.”
“Yes, that’s what I mean. "Chu Heng nodded and said, "You have to hurry up. They need it urgently. It's best to make it tomorrow. Money is not an issue. Just ask for how much you want."
" We'll talk about it after the money is paid. I'll go back and do it for you as soon as possible. Once you're satisfied, you can give me the money." Lao Yan stood up and left, not wanting to waste his life listening to him anymore.
Chu Heng said quickly: "Wait a moment, I haven't finished telling you yet."
"No need, I'll just go back and look at the drawings myself."
Lao Yan grabbed the pile of drawings on the table that were dirty enough to wipe his buttocks, and left with his son without looking back.
…The next day.
After Chu Heng sent his wife to Sanliangdian, he turned around and went to the Sixth District Grain Management Office.
During his trip to Penglai, there was a relatively large personnel transfer in the Grain Management Office.
Ma Hong was transferred last week, and he was replaced by deputy director Kande, followed by another deputy director Wei Hua who had a good relationship with Chu Heng, and the logistics section chief Cao Jie Several cadres, big and small, also went to other units one after another, which can be said to be a major change of blood.
It just so happened that there was nothing going on at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs recently, so there was no need to go there as often as before, so Chu Heng planned to go there to meet new people, and by the way, inspect his own three-acre land, and swear his sovereignty, so as not to disturb others. Thinking about it.
“Thud, tug, tug!”
Volga was speeding all the way. The acacia trees and other trees on the street had quietly sprouted their branches, and countless flowers and plants had also emerged from the soil.
At this moment, the vitality of spring is everywhere in Sijiu City.
It won’t be long before the city will be filled with willow catkins, which look like cotton candy. The common people will find it annoying, but in the eyes of those who like spring and white snow, it will be a beautiful sight.
It didn’t take long.
Chu Heng drove to the Grain Management Office.
After chatting for a few words with the guard, Uncle Zhang, at the gate, he drove into the hospital.
In the director's office upstairs, Kant, who had just become director not long ago, was sitting in a chair, drinking tea with the old man in front of him, with a proud look on his face.
“Chug!”
Suddenly, a familiar roar of an engine sounded.
Kant's expression suddenly changed as he was closing his eyes to rest. The hand holding the tea cup trembled violently. Some of the hot water in the cup was shaken out and fell on the back of his hand.
“Hiss!”
Kant hurriedly put down the cup, ignoring the burning pain in his palms, stood up hastily, walked quickly to the window, and looked downstairs at Chu Heng who had just come out of the car and was chatting with others.
“It’s still here!”
He frowned anxiously, and uneasily took out a cigarette and lit it.
Actually, Chu Heng didn’t know that the reason why Kant became the director had a lot to do with Yan Shu, who had been shot.
When Yan Shu wanted to deal with Chu Heng, he found him through the district leader Li, who had a close relationship with Kant, and promised to help him get the position of director, on the condition that he would restrain Chu Heng in the department. , and even do some dirty work when necessary.
Kant had been suffering for a long time. After learning Yan Shu's identity, the two immediately hit it off and agreed on the spot.
At that time, this guy thought that his spring was coming, and he was gearing up to do something big with this protruding thigh.
What he never expected was that he, who had just lit the lamp and boiled the oil, came up with several feasible plans, and Yan Shu was gone...
It was very sudden.
Not even halfway through starting his business, Kant, who was on the road to failure, learned the whole story from Leader Li, and began to panic all day long. He was worried that Chu Heng would come to his door and send him to the shooting range. Eat peanuts.
It was not until a long time passed and Chu Heng made no move that he realized that Yan Shu had not confessed him, and then he felt relieved.
But now that he was about to face Chu Heng, Kant, who had a ghost in his heart, began to be afraid again.
He is afraid of contact with the other party and is afraid of being discovered by the other party.
(End of this chapter)