When he saw his second uncle's appearance, Chu Heng suddenly screamed in his heart. According to past experience, with his face like this, he would at least be whipped.
Chu Heng carefully walked into the house without daring to get too close to Chu Jianshe. He stopped when he was more than two meters away.
He estimated the distance and felt that the second uncle's belt should not be that long, so he felt relieved and said with a smile on his face: "Second uncle, what do you want from me?"
"Heh." Chu Jianshe had a stern face, his cold eyes on him like knives. He scraped it and sneered: "It's rare that the director of Chu University knows that I am the second uncle, and also knows where to open the door of the Grain Bureau."
Chu Heng said with a sneer: "Where are you? If so, no matter what, I can still forget you?”
"Bang!"
Chu Jianshe slammed the table, stretched out his hand and pointed at his nose, spitting wildly and roared: "You bastard, your wings are stiff, aren't you? How dare you not do such a big thing? Discuss this with me! I am the second uncle. The director, the special girl, finally found out from other people’s mouths! Do you still have me in your eyes?”
Chu Heng trembled in fright and hurriedly stepped back half a meter before feeling miserable. Face explained: "You calm down, second uncle, I am also busy. I’m confused. Building a building is not something else. It’s a myriad of things and I have to worry about everything. I’ve been running around all this time and haven’t had a moment to spare. Please be considerate of me.”
Chu Jianshe took a look at his nephew’s thinner face. , couldn't help but feel distressed, and at the same time, the anger in his heart also subsided a little, and then he said angrily: "Get over here quickly and tell me what is going on on your end."
“Alas.”
Chu Heng saw that his expression improved and that he had returned to the cordon of whipping the belt and performing a full-scale martial arts exercise. He hurriedly ran forward, sat in front of his second uncle, and told him everything he had done. Again.
“Aren’t you just fooling around!” Chu Jianshe frowned deeply after hearing this and said, “What if your guest house doesn’t make any money and you can’t pay off your debts?”
< br> "You don't have to worry about this, I will definitely be able to pay it back, otherwise my nickname of the God of Wealth will be in vain?" Chu Heng smiled confidently.
“I’ll show you!”
Chu Jianshe had heard about his nephew’s ability to make money. Seeing how confident he was at this moment, he glared at him and ignored it. Then he turned to ask: "Can you build more family buildings? Now many comrades in the bureau have housing difficulties. Can you help solve some of them?"
"I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. I have to ask my grandpa and grandma to build these buildings now." Chu Heng looked embarrassed.
"Forget it." Chu Jianshe looked disappointed. Like his eldest nephew, he had been worried about the housing problem of his employees.
Unexpectedly, Chu Heng pondered for a moment and then said: "But if they really want to split rooms, I have a compromise, but I don't know if they are willing."< br>
“What do you mean?” Chu Jianshe asked curiously.
Chu Heng explained with a smile: "Didn't I build a guest house? It is expected to recruit more than 70 employees, so I have reserved more than 70 rooms. If anyone is willing to transfer, If you work in the guest house, you can get a room. But I can't give you too many places. I can give you at most one third, and I have to keep the rest as a favor."
"Isn't this the same as changing the soup without changing the medicine? Someone has been transferred, and I have to recruit workers. Then won't I still have no house?" Chu Jianshe rolled his eyes at him, then his heart moved, and he smiled: "But you It reminds me that your job quotas where you can be assigned a room after work are very popular. It is really good to use them as favors... Well, let's give me half of your more than 70 quotas and give part to the workers in the city. Workers, I have other uses for the rest."
Chu Heng immediately became anxious and waved his hands quickly: "No, what are you doing? You, I don't have enough for myself, no, no, no, Just one third, not one more!"
"Huh?" Chu Jianshe's eyes were sharp, and he slowly put his hands on his waistband, with the same irritable expression as Chu Heng's when he wanted to hit someone. They look exactly the same.
"..." Chu Heng shrank his neck, and after weighing it, he still succumbed to the lustful power of Director Chu, and sighed: "Cheng Chengcheng, can't I give it to you? I said How old am I? "
"You are my nephew no matter how old you are!" Chu Jianshe nodded with satisfaction and took his hand off his belt.
Then the uncle and nephew continued to chat for a while about the family building and the guest house. After more than 20 minutes, Chu Heng, who had been stabbed, came out of the grain bureau with his head hanging down.
"Hey! This second uncle of mine is truly worthy of being a bandit from his ancestors! Barbaric! Rude!"
Sighing all the way, Chu Heng returned to the Grain Management Office.
Before he even approached the door, he saw a man coming out of the guard room and waving vigorously at him.
"Xu Damao?"
Chu Heng glanced at it, drove up to him with a puzzled look on his face, rolled down the window and asked Xu Damao, who was approaching: "Why are you here, Brother Damao?" ?”
“Hey, something happened.” Xu Damao, who was smiling, glanced at the guard, Old Man Zhang, who was looking curiously at the side.
"Then come up, let's go in and talk." Seeing this, Chu Heng waved to him, and after he got into the passenger seat, he started the car and drove towards the yard.
After the car drove a certain distance, he asked Xu Damao again: "What on earth is going on, Brother Damao? It's so mysterious."
Xu Damao, who was looking around at this slightly dilapidated courtyard, turned around and looked over. He smiled before saying anything and said frankly: "Hey, I came here just to ask about what we talked about before. When we were drinking together, didn't you say you wanted to transfer me to your office? Originally, I wasn't in a hurry. I heard in the past few days that you guys were going to separate buildings. Well, I can’t sit still anymore. I want to ask you if you can find a position for me first.”
“Hey, this is it. I just plan to find you for this period. It's such a coincidence that we are talking about this. Let's go back upstairs." With that said, Chu Heng braked the car and parked the car downstairs, and then took Xu Damao upstairs.
Soon, the two of them entered the office and sat down in front of the sofa. Chu Heng took out a cigarette and threw it to him. After Xu Damao took the cigarette, he quickly took out a lighter and lit it for him.
“His!”
Take a leisurely puff of cigarette, Chu Heng crossed his legs, glanced at Xu Damao who was smiling beside him, and said unhurriedly: " What's going on, Brother Damao, aren't we going to do it right away? We are opening a guest house and we are recruiting people, so I want you to come here and be a supervisor first. After you gradually become familiar with the business, I will move you up. Otherwise, you have no experience and I am afraid it will be difficult for you to become a manager directly. Serve the public.”
This was not because he was fooling the other party, but because he had indeed planned this for a long time.
After all, if he can arrange for Xu Damao to come over earlier, he can also visit his daughter earlier and more conveniently, right?
When Xu Damao heard this, he thought it made sense, so he nodded and agreed: "Okay, I will listen to you."
"Okay, then you go back and prepare. Get ready, I will find someone to send you a transfer letter in July at the most, and you will need to be trained by then."
"Okay, I will tell our factory director in the next few days."