Chapter 1552 News leaked
As time went by, some employees who were not qualified for the lottery also came to the conference room, ready to take a look at the excitement.
Although they can’t eat the grapes, they can smell and smell them!
"Have you heard? The building the bureau is building this time is in the west of the city, in the open space outside Fuxing Gate!"
"Hey, isn't that a suburb?"
"That's a building in the suburbs. Do you want it?"
"Hey, if you really want me to live in a building, I'm willing to go to Haidian!"
"It's quick, it's a remote place. Yes, I won’t even be carried in eight sedans!”
People gathered in groups of three and chatted, and the room was filled with people.
In the crowd, Quan Li, who angrily wanted back the lottery number that should have belonged to him, prayed silently in his heart with a nervous face, holding an ancestral jade pendant in his hand, hoping that his ancestors We can give him a little luck.
On the side, Chen Long, who came to watch the excitement, glanced at him and, driven by jealousy, couldn't help but strike: "I said, do you really think you can get the lottery? I advise you to stop dreaming. I've heard all about it. These are all people with the surname Chu. This is a show. In fact, the quota has been decided in private!"
"Really or not?"
Quan Li raised his head in surprise, thinking in his mind. Out of Chu Heng’s bright and upright spirit Looking at the figure and what he said to him in the car, his eyes immediately became firm and he shook his head vigorously: "Impossible, Chu Suo is not that kind of person."
"Huh? ”
Standing You Hejin on the other side frowned after hearing this, and looked at him suspiciously: "Lao Quan, what's going on with you these days? Why do you always speak for the person named Chu? Aren't you the one who was ruined by him? Is the quota bought? ”
"No, no, how is it possible?" Quan Li hurriedly waved his hands to deny, then hesitated and whispered in a low voice without conscience: "I am not a three-year-old child, how could I be so easily fooled by Chu Heng's sugar-coated bullets?"
After he complained to Chu Heng to get his quota back, he had completely offended Su Chen to death. Although the other party did not make things difficult for him openly, they secretly gave him little shoes to wear.
Furthermore, he is still disliked by most of the employees at the Grain Management Office. The only people he can rely on are You and Jin, a small group of people who report to each other for warmth. If he dares to show his closeness to Chu Heng again, If he behaves badly, he may be squeezed out of this small group, and then he will become a truly helpless leaf in the wind.
"As long as you understand." After hearing this, You and Jin also put aside their doubts and turned to look at the door.
At this moment, a group of leaders of the Grain Management Office, headed by Su Chen, Ding Antai and other three deputy directors, walked into the conference room. Seeing this, everyone in the room immediately became quiet, and many people's eyes were filled with tears. He stared unblinkingly at the red-painted wooden box wrapped in the hand of the propaganda section chief Zhou Xueyang.
This is the lottery box. It is old and worn out, and the paint is peeling off in many places. If you put it outside, it will be used for burning, but the things inside are extremely heavy and are coveted by countless people.
After the group came in, they sat down in the first row of seats in front of the rostrum.
Su Chen, who looked like a Maitreya Buddha next to him, leaned on the chair, turned his head and looked around, waved his hand sadly and said: "You go ahead, Lao Huang, it's not my fault. I really don’t want to go up.”
“It’s as if I have a role to play.” Huang Mingfeng rolled his eyes at him, stood up reluctantly, and came to the podium to check the paper in the box. There are a number of people around Zhou Xueyang.
Other leaders who promoted their style and "voluntarily" gave up their room allocation quota looked at the two people with complicated expressions, acting as spectators and supervisors.
Not long after.
After Huang Mingfeng and the two checked the number of notes and confirmed that there would be no shortage, they hastily announced the rules of the lottery, and asked the more than thirty employees who had the chance to come up to the stage one by one to start the lottery.
The rules of the lottery are very simple. There are more than thirty pieces of paper in the box. If you draw a white piece of paper, you have not drawn. If you draw a circle, you have won.
It is very sloppy, has many loopholes, and is full of room for cheating.
But no one dares to cheat secretly.
There is no airtight wall in the world. If anyone really dares to operate in secret, and if the news reaches Chu Heng’s ears afterwards, he will have to shed his skin even if he doesn’t die!
The fate of Gan Pingjiang and others is still vivid in our minds!
“Haha, I won, I won!”
At this time, as the lottery gradually progressed, the first lucky person finally appeared, an old man from Erliang Store Miao, a veteran comrade who has worked hard for more than ten years, will retire in two years at most. He didn't expect that he would get such a pie at the end of the day.
“Congratulations, Lao Miao.”
"Same joy!" "Hey, can't you treat me to a meal?"
"No problem, can we do it tomorrow? Let's go cook the mutton!"
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“Yes! ”
Amidst the genuine and fake congratulations, and the envious and jealous eyes, the old Miao returned to the crowd with the note in his hand with a smile on his face, and then other people who were qualified to draw lots rushed up to him with envy. Got the stage.
Not long passed.
More than half of the lottery activity has passed, there are only five people left on stage, and only one room allocation quota is left.
"Okay, let's go down."
At this time, when an employee who drew a white ticket sadly left the field, Huang Mingfeng took the list and called the next person.
“The next one, all profits.”
"Arrived!"
Quan Li hurriedly squeezed out of the crowd and quickly ran to the podium. He nervously reached out and grabbed a piece of paper in the box with a smile on his face. Leave it to Huang Mingfeng.
"You are affected, Mr. Huang."
Huang Mingfeng ignored him, took the note and unfolded it. He saw a circle clearly drawn on the white paper inside and raised his eyebrows. , showing the note to others: "Congratulations to Comrade Quan Li, for getting the last room allocation quota!"
"Hey!"
The remaining four employees who had not even had a chance to stand on stage could not help but beat their chests and feet, feeling unwilling but helpless.
“Hahaha!”
Quan Li was crazy with joy. He happily ran to share the joy with Chen Long and You He Jinqu, smiling like a fool.
"Did you see, did you see? I won, and this time I can live in a building!"
"Congratulations, Lao Quan." You and Jin Zheng smiled and patted each other. He shouldered his shoulders, barely able to hide the jealousy in his heart.
Building!
How come this silly old guy is allowed to live in the building that so many people dream of?
What's going on with you, Chu? Haven't you been targeting us? Why did you let it go this time?
“Shit luck!”
Chen Long, who didn’t have many cities, couldn’t even act. He stared at the note in Quan Li’s hand with a drooping face, wishing he could tear it up on the spot. .
Everyone has fallen into the water, and you are the only one who has a swimming ring. That is a sin!
At this point, the house-sharing activity that caused Chu Heng and his wife to live in peace has finally come to an end.
Some people are happy, and some are sad.
The two aunts Sun Mei and Han Lian are among those who are worried.
Both of them had a chance to draw lots, but they were both unlucky and both drew a blank piece of paper.
After the two old sisters returned to Sanliang Store dejectedly, they separated in the front room. Aunt Sun came to the cabinet with a dark face and scanned the customers buying food, looking for a few indifferent ones to vent their anger on.
Aunt Han returned to the office with her head hanging down. After entering the room, she just said hello to Xiao Ni, then sat alone and sighed.
When Xiao Ni saw this, he knew without guessing that he had missed the draw, so after hesitating for a moment, he whispered to Aunt Han: "Aunt Han, let me tell you, our Chu Heng He told me yesterday that he plans to build his own building, and then all the workers at the grain port in District 6 will be able to share it! "
"What the hell?"
(End of this chapter)