Chapter 1282 Dig for me
“Dong dong dong!”
“Come in!”
“Squeak!”
Chu Heng pushed the door open , holding a cigarette in his mouth, swinging his arms and walking casually into Mr. Meng’s house. In the office, there is no sign of awe on the surface, but if you dig into his dark heart and take a look, you will see a square-shaped halberd standing inside. It is the man who keeps shouting all day long. How can he live in depression for a long time? The weapon of the man who laid it...
"Here you go, sit down." Mr. Meng put down his pen and looked at him, smiling and pointing to the chair in front of his desk.
“Alas.”
Chu Heng walked up and sat down, put the documents in his hands on the table, then crossed his legs and said: “This is the work of the recent period. Please take a look at the report when you have time."
"Yes." Meng Huazhi nodded, without even looking at the pile of documents. He pulled it aside and asked with a smile: "Studio. How are you preparing over there? Didn't you say that the door will be opened in a few days? "
" It's ready." Chu Heng smiled and handed it over. Paper, said: "This is the list of customers I have selected. You can ask someone to inform them and they will come over tomorrow. Remember not to get together and work in batches, otherwise we will not be able to receive them."
"Let me take a look." Meng Huazhi quickly took the list, lowered his head and glanced at it for a few times, then slowly frowned, raised his head and asked, "What's the point of your list? Why are the wives of several ambassadors not in it?" ”
< br>"It's not famous. I just picked up rich people and invited them generously. Those who have no money and are stingy have to lean back first." Chu Heng curled his lips and said, "That's what you said. The few ambassador wives I filtered out are either poor They can barely fit into their pants, or they are so picky that they just want to take advantage and don’t want to pay a penny. Why should I bring them in?”
“In that case, let’s forget it.”
Meng When Hua Zhi heard that he still wanted to give Chu Heng money for nothing, he wanted to remind Chu Heng to pay attention to the impact, but he immediately swallowed the words back. The purpose of the studio he had spent a lot of time to get Chu Heng to build was Making money is not a good deed.
After looking at the list a few more times, he asked unwillingly: "I said, can't we add more people to the list? We only sell fifteen sets of clothes in a month. Isn't that a little less? ”
"It's quite a few, leader." Chu Heng explained helplessly: "This is called hunger marketing. Remember, no matter what it is, if you look at it all over the street, it will easily make people feel contempt. So we have to whet their appetite, so that those who always feel that they are superior and want to compete with Different women have a feeling that these clothes are precious, so they rush to buy them with money in hand."
"It's because things are rare that they are valuable," Meng Huazhi said thoughtfully. Nodding, he dropped the topic and continued: "Okay, Let’s not talk about this anymore. Please tell me about Changyu’s affairs. I heard that you are starting to develop other people’s production lines?”
“Ah, yes” Chu Heng smiled proudly: “ Now we have an idea, and I estimate that we can get it within a month. In addition, there is also a piece of grapes. The garden can almost be obtained, and the winery’s production capacity will be doubled in an instant, and our plan can be advanced one to two years!”
“You are too courageous!”
“How bold a person is, how productive the land is.”
"Hey, I don't want to talk about this!"
"Hey."
"Young lady is so weird here. Let me tell you, you'd better be quieter. There are already people here. I'm suing you, I'm holding you back for the time being."
"Go and sue me, aren't you holding me down?"
"Hey, you drank me out, right?"
"Then I withdraw the people?"
"Withdraw the shit and keep digging for me. You won't eat the pie falling from the sky. This will lead to retribution, but it's better not to make too much of a fuss. After all, this is a disgraceful thing, and it’s easy to tell the truth.”
“Understand, enter the village quietly, don’t shoot!”
……
Chu Heng stayed in Boss Meng's office for a long time. It was almost nine o'clock when Yin Gao came over and he happily came out of the room carrying a red panda that the boss had rewarded.
At the door of the office, Yin Gao looked at the special cigarettes, licked his lips greedily, and said with a shy face: "Team leader, give me a box, I will take it back and smoke it for my dad."
“Take them all.” Chu Heng was in a good mood now, and he didn’t like smoking this, so he just He threw the cigarette under his arm and asked, "Is everyone here?" Thirteen people have been writing for many years.”
“Let’s take a look.”
Chu Heng turned around and walked downstairs, followed by Yin Gaopidian, glancing at the cigarette in his arms from time to time, with a big face smiling like a chrysanthemum.
Not long after.
When the two of them arrived at the office building, they saw a group of smelly old writers squatting or standing in the open space in front of the door. There were men and women among them, the youngest was over forty. , the oldest one is almost sixty, and they all look disheveled.
At this moment, these people are looking around blankly and anxiously, guessing their next fate.
“Master Chu!”
"Hello, Comrade Chu Heng, I have long admired your name."
"Hello, hello."
As soon as the two came out, several leaders from various units who were responsible for sending people over trotted away Then he came to Chu Heng with a flattering look on his face.
"Thank you for your hard work." Chu Heng smiled and shook hands with them, and gave them another round of cigarettes. After a few polite words, he sent them away, and then walked to the group of people who were secretly looking at them. In front of the group of pen holders who were looking at him, he looked at each one for a few times without saying anything. He raised his hand to look at the time and saw that it was already past nine o'clock. His face instantly darkened. He walked to the door and stood still, facing the door with his hands behind his back. The direction of the gate.
Everyone in the venue looked at each other, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling, why he had found them, and why he was just drying it without asking them to do anything?
But after suffering a lot during this period, they didn't dare to ask questions, so they could only endure it honestly.
Five or six minutes passed.
The roar of an engine came from the direction of the gate. In a blink of an eye, an old Ford car appeared and stopped at the gate. Then Ivima poked her head out of the car window and followed the guard at the door. After exchanging a few words with the guards, they drove into the compound.
A few moments.
She drove downstairs, got off the car and walked towards Chu Heng. She yawned sleepily and apologized without sincerity: "Sorry, Chu, I was drunk last night and got up late today. Sorry, I kept you waiting.”
"It doesn't matter, I will deduct 0.1 of your shares as a punishment for being late." Chu Heng turned around expressionlessly and told Yin Gao: "Go to the bus station and ask for a car. Let's set off right away. ."
"Alas." Yin Gao left quickly.
"You can't do this, Chu!" Avima screamed and pulled Chu Heng's arm: "I know I was wrong, and I won't dare to do it next time, I promise!"
" Let go, or I will deduct 0.1 points from you again!" Chu Heng looked at her sideways.
(End of this chapter)