After seeing off the happy Ivima after getting the money, Chu Heng turned around and drove his almost iconic black Volga back to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
Old man Ji Ye Ji called him last night and said that he had found a good person and wanted him to take a look. Chu Heng made an appointment at noon today at the studio next to Gaoling that has been renovated. But there are no listed shops yet.
It was almost eleven o'clock now, and it was too much trouble to go home for dinner, so he planned to go to the ministry cafeteria to have a meal, and then go to the shop to wait for someone.
Speeding all the way, the street scene is colorful.
Not long after, Chu Heng drove to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.
"Team Leader Chu!"
As soon as he got off the car, a greeting came to his ears. Chu Heng felt that it sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was. He looked up in confusion and saw a man in a uniform. The simple middle-aged woman stood under the office building with a smile on her face and looked at him. She was one of the writers who wrote Ivy's autobiography. He couldn't remember her specific name.
But it doesn’t matter. Chu Heng immediately put on a very business-like smile on his face, waved his hand and said with concern: "Oh! How is it? Are you still adapting to the new job?"
Autobiography Yesterday After finalizing the draft, he asked Yin Gao to arrange for these people to join the ministry. These were all things that had been planned for a long time, so they were done quickly. In just one afternoon, a group of people entered the elderly care departments of the ministry. .
There is no way. Although most of them are capable, after all, their status..., so they can't get into positions that are too important. They can only find some less important positions first. .
"It's pretty good." The weather-beaten woman didn't feel dissatisfied with her talent, but smiled very contentedly and said, "I just sort out the information every day when I have nothing to do. I'm much better than before."
"That's good, I'm afraid you guys won't be able to adapt to it." Chu Heng walked up happily, chatted with the woman for a few words, and made an appointment to celebrate together in a few days, when she looked at her gratefully. Zhong Xiaoxiao left.
After a while, he came to the office.
There has been a lot of work in the team in the past few days. Everyone is busy, so there are not many people in the office. At this time, he was as tired as a dog, leaning on the chair and sticking out his tongue. Qian Ding had just finished having sex. In class, Li Jiangqi and Li Jiangqi were drinking water to moisten their throats.
Chu Heng did not bother to greet Li Jiangqi, who looked at him with disgust. He walked directly towards Qian Ding in confusion, handed over a cigarette, and asked: "What's wrong, old Qian? You're so tired." ”
"Oh, don't mention it." Qian Ding sat up with a groan, took the cigarette, took a long breath of smoke, and sighed: "It's not because of Jiang Fanghao, he got another piece of grape yesterday. Yuan, I've been busy wiping his butt all morning, and my tongue is still spinning."
"Really?" Chu Heng's eyes suddenly lit up.
"No, I'm talking to team leader, shouldn't you care about me first? Are you almost exhausted if you don't look at me?" Qian Ding looked over with resentment.
"Aren't you dead yet? Don't worry, when you die, I will give you the status of a martyr, and you will be blessed as a descendant." Chu Heng patted him on the shoulder and asked again: " Tell me quickly, where is the vineyard?”
“Where else could it be, Yantai?” Qian Ding rolled his eyes at this Bi Capital. The black-hearted guy who returned home to the capitalists opened his mouth and complained loudly: "This grandson of Lao Jiang really doesn't care about the lives of his brothers at home. It's great for him to open up new territories, but we old brothers are almost exhausted." Now, grape picking, equipment debugging and installation, relationship mobilization, everything is going on.”
"Keep on holding on, just get through this period and you'll be fine. Everything is difficult at the beginning."
Chu Heng gave a few dry words of comfort, and then asked Qian Ding about the specific situation and progress of the work of all parties. Unknowingly, it was lunch time, so the two of them walked to the cafeteria carrying their lunch boxes and chatting.
Miss Li still followed leisurely, with a perfect face that was not inferior to that of Ni Yinghong, a curvy figure, and a gentle and graceful temperament. It felt like farts should smell good.
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At twelve o'clock at noon, Chu Heng, who had eaten and drank enough, drove away from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and went to the shop next door, ready to meet the people Ji Ye had found.
"Tu tu tu tu!"
The car soon came to a stop outside the shop next to Gao Ling's studio.
The two sisters of the Gao family who were resting and chatting in the room immediately stood up and sneakily ran to the door, revealing their longing heads. They also heard the news and knew that people would come to the jewelry store today, and they were all curious about what they would be like.
Chu Heng had no idea about the two sisters. He got out of the car, took out the key and went to the door of the shop, unscrewed the lock and walked in.
The decoration of this shop is similar to that of the one next door. It is also a reception room in the front with a slightly warmer furnishing. There is a workshop and a warehouse at the back. The only difference is that in the warehouse there is a large safe that requires two shells to open before it can be opened. It is used for Used to hold materials and finished products.
Chu Heng walked around the room, then returned to the sofa in the front room and sat down, took a book, lit a cigarette, and waited boredly.
I didn’t let him wait too long. After more than ten minutes, there was a noise outside.
“Is it this place?”
“It should be, he said it’s right next to this studio, and I’ve seen him drive this car too.”
"Then go in and have a look."
Amidst the chatter, Old Man Ji walked into the shop first, followed by more than ten people, both men and women. They were not too old. The oldest one looked like he was only thirty. about.
For the benefit Chu Heng offered, this old guy visited many old friends in the same industry on his bicycle during this period. He almost traveled all over the Forty-Nine City before he found these young people with spiritual energy. .
Seeing that Chu Heng was indeed here, Ji Ye hurriedly stepped forward and said with a smile on his face: "Wait a minute, leader."
"No, I just came too. "Chu Heng smiled at him, turned around and looked at the people who came in with the old man, and said directly, "Where are the things?"
"Here, here." The old man quickly took out a stack of paper from his bag and handed it over.
"I'll take a look first, you can sit wherever you want."
After Chu Heng took the things, he pointed to the place beside him, then lowered his head and looked at the drawing in his hand.
Everyone in the room looked at me and I looked at you, but no one dared to sit down. They all looked at him nervously.
At the same time, the Gao sisters also walked around the door inadvertently, glanced at the people in the room, and then ran back quickly.
After Chu Heng read more than ten drawings in a row, his brows gradually wrinkled, and he felt increasingly disappointed.
Perhaps it is because of the limitations of his vision. Although the designs he has seen are all beautiful, they are all very traditional. Even if there are occasional new ideas, they are far from what he expected. The kind that makes people’s eyes light up and want to buy it immediately.
“Hey.”
He sighed softly and continued to look through other drawings, hoping for a surprise.
But this sigh also made other people's hearts sink, and they became more and more nervous. Some people's palms were sweating.
After a while, Chu Heng, who had been sullen and silent, suddenly pulled out a drawing with surprise on his face and asked the people: "Who designed this?"
"It belongs to someone else."
A young man stood up, with a white face and a slender figure. He pinched his orchid fingers when he spoke, and his voice was a little high-pitched. He looked effeminate.
She is an old sister-in-law!