"Okay, I understand!"
The old man quickly finished the call, then turned to look at Huang Mingfeng, wondering why the factory director asked him to be polite to this person from a small grain management office. Some even have to go downstairs to greet them in person.
"No problem, please wait a moment, I will open the door for you right now."
With full of doubts, the old man came out of the house with a smile on his face and took out the key. He opened the door and reminded carefully: "The tallest building in the courtyard is our factory office building. You can just go there. Our factory director is waiting downstairs."
"Oh, no. Well, thank you! ”
Huang Mingfeng hurried back to the car and directed the driver to drive to the factory yard.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The army-green Liberation Vehicle spewed black smoke all the way, and after turning a few turns in the wide factory area, it arrived at the office building.
At this time, factory director Pang Yu had already led two factory cadres to wait downstairs, smiling at the liberation truck that pulled a load of young men with live ammunition.
If it is someone from another grain management office, it is naturally not worthy of Pang Yu, the big factory director, to receive him personally, but if the person is from Chu Heng, then he has to pay more attention to it, otherwise if the people below If something unpleasant happens because of the other party's identity, he won't be able to explain it to that man later.
Soon, the car stopped in front of the building.
Huang Mingfeng hurriedly got out of the car and walked forward quickly, with a slightly reserved smile on his face.
This is a large state-owned factory, and its level is much higher than that of their Grain Management Office.
"Hello, hello, I am Huang Mingfeng, deputy director of the Sixth District Grain Management Institute."
"Hello, Huang Institute, I am Pang Yu, director of the steel rolling mill, welcome to you The arrival of ”
"Thank you, thank you. We are really a little scared to bother you to go downstairs in person."
"Hahaha, where are you, you should, let's go, comrades, let's go upstairs."
For the sake of Chu Heng, Pang Yu enthusiastically invited Huang Mingfeng and his party upstairs, poured tea, offered cigarettes, and waited for a while, and soon the finance department took him before him. The promised four thousand yuan was delivered.
After Huang Mingfeng led Bai Hongyang to give the other party a large IOU, he declined Pang Yu's invitation to stay with them for lunch, and left the steel rolling mill with the other party still sending him off warmly.
“Tsk, tsk.”
After the car drove out of the factory gate, Bai Hongyang, who was holding a bag of money in the cab, turned around and sent them to the door. Pang Yu, who had just turned back, grinned and said, "This is the first time I have borrowed money from someone like this." Yes, good guy, this is called taking the initiative, as if you are afraid that we won’t want it.”
“Haha, do you understand now what it means to enjoy the shade under a big tree?” Huang Mingfeng laughed and patted him on the shoulder. .
“Understood!”
Bai Hongyang nodded with deep feeling.
As the purse strings of the Grain Management Office, he is the one who knows best the conveniences that Chu Heng will bring after he takes office.
Apart from anything else, at least there was never a shortage of money.
……
Two days flew by in the blink of an eye.
In the past few days, Huang Mingfeng and the others' bill collection process went smoothly as expected. No matter where they went, the other party treated them with great courtesy, served them with good tea and cigarettes, and gave them money. It's very satisfying, no ambiguity at all.
It can be said to be quite relaxing.
Similarly, there were no accidents in Su Chen's land acquisition work.
The food factory was very cooperative. On the morning of his arrival, the two pieces of land that Chu Hengxiang had chosen were under the name of the Sixth District Grain Management Office, and they didn't spend a penny.
As for the demolition work of the two workers who entered the family compound, he didn't bother much.
When the residents heard that they could exchange their bungalows for a building, and that the rent during the renting period would be reimbursed, they all seemed happy. No compensation, no mobilization and persuasion, were used. Those who received the notice On the same day, with the help of the grain management office and the food factory team, I happily packed up my belongings and drove away.
I don’t know how many future generations of developers I will envy to death.
...
In the early morning of this day, the golden sunshine filled the earth. Smoke from cooking stoves floated from all over the city, carrying the scent of rice. Birds who got up early to forage stood in front of the house. Later, on the treetops on the wall, people were chattering about whose family had the most sumptuous meals.
"Wow, wow, wow!" The loud cry of Chu Zhecheng, who had been awakened by urine, sounded in the Chu family courtyard.
“Oh, this little ancestor really knows how to choose the right time!”
Ni Yinghong, who was squatting on the verandah and brushing her teeth, reluctantly put her toothbrush and toothbrush aside, and hurried to Yang Guizhi's house with a mouthful of milky white toothpaste foam on her head.
Qin Jingru, who was squatting aside, looked at her mouth and blinked her eyes, letting out a strange laugh and shaking her body.
“Why are you laughing?”
The eldest cousin looked at Ni Yinghong and Qin Jingru, her beautiful head was full of question marks.
“Want to know?” Qin Jingru leaned over with a sly smile and whispered something in her ear.
"Eh, that's disgusting!"
The eldest cousin pushed her away and hurried back to her room with a red face.
“Hahaha!”
Qin Jingru laughed shamelessly, looking at her with pity in her eyes.
“Squeak!”
Chu Heng pushed open the bedroom door and came out. Seeing this girl smiling so happily, he joked: "What? With such a smile, I can see your stomach."
"It's nothing." Qin Jingru did not I plan to use this kind of private room between women After sharing the words with him, the thief smiled and shook his head, and urged: "Hurry up and wash up, brother, dinner will be served soon."
"I know."
Chu Heng curled his lips Turn around and go back to the house to get the toiletries.
At about seven o'clock, the family had breakfast, and the four of them, Chu Heng and Ni Yinghong, who needed to go to work, also set off from home.
"Drive slowly."
"Oh, you should also keep an eye on the road."
Waving goodbye at the door, Chu Heng hurriedly turned around and got into the Volga, but did not start the engine immediately. car, but low He looked at his pants, and then suddenly said: "Why is Duan Fengchun always looking at me? It turns out that the zipper is not zipped up."
After quickly zipping up, Chu Heng started the car and drove away quickly. Went to Banchang Hutong.
Today, he did not go to the Grain Management Office to take charge, but went straight to the Engineering Bureau.
Yesterday afternoon, Chu Heng received a call from Qian Jiazhi, informing him that Qian Jiefang's sixth uncle Qian Jiaming had returned and asked him to meet him today.
After the car arrived at the place, Chu Heng looked at the middle-aged man in the room outside the door that he had met the last time he came here. He stuck his head out of the car window, waved his hand and said with a smile: "Master, please drive off if you are tired." Door, I have something to go in."
The middle-aged man looked at him solemnly and pulled. He opened the bathroom window and said forcefully: "I'm sorry, comrade, you can't go in."
"Huh?"
Chu Heng couldn't help but be stunned with his hands on the shift paddles. After a moment, he asked in surprise: "Why can't I come in?"
"There's no reason, I just can't come in!" The middle-aged man shook his head with a stern face.
"Hey, what do you mean?" Chu Heng frowned, and after looking at the middle-aged man who didn't know what was going on, he asked again: "I can't even if your director comes to me. "Come in?"
"The director is looking for you. I'll ask later." The middle-aged man looked at him warily. He grabbed the phone and dialed out. After confirming with the person on the other side, he said to Chu Heng with a straight face: "Just wait here, someone will pick you up later."
"Pick me up? "Chu Heng was even more confused, wondering why he could get in after registering several times before. Why did it take so much trouble this time?
New regulations?
"Comrade!"
At this moment, a young man came over on a bicycle, took out his work permit and handed it to the middle-aged man: "I am from the pickle factory, and I am here to see you, Director Hao."
< br>"Here, let's register here." The middle-aged man handed over a notebook, and after he finished registering, he put it in.
Chu Heng, who witnessed the whole process, immediately got angry and shouted: "Hey, no, what do you mean? Why can he enter after registering, but I can't?"
"You two are different!" The middle-aged man looked at him with resentful eyes. It was this guy who caused him to lose his bonus this month!
That’s two and a half dollars!
A month’s worth of cigarettes!