Chapter 1566 Do you want a house?


After deciding on the job transfer, Xu Damao chatted with Chu Heng for a while. It wasn't until more than half an hour later that Su Chen came to him to sign and then got up to leave.

"What about that? You get busy first, Hengzi. I'll leave first."

Chu Heng looked at the time and saw that it was already noon, so he quickly tried to persuade him to stay: "No, this is It's almost twelve o'clock. Why are we walking? Please wait for me. , I’ll be fine soon, let’s go out for a drink when we’re done.”

“Let’s wait for another day, you’re so busy, so I won’t cause any trouble.”

“What are you busy with? Just wait patiently.”

"Then...let's do it."

Xu Damao also wanted to get closer to Chu Heng, so he declined a little, then accepted the situation, sat back on the sofa, and looked at him with a pair of sneaky eyes. Su Chen stood respectfully aside, with a gentle smile on his lips, but there was an imperceptible hint of covetousness hidden in the depths of his eyes.

After Chu Heng promised to transfer him to the Grain Management Office, he began to inquire about the situation here. He knew that the fat man in front of him was the deputy director and had no backing. He was promoted by Chu Heng.

This not only gave Xu Damao an idea that he could replace it.

After all, considering the distance and distance between relatives, his identity as an old neighbor, old brother, and adoptive father of a child who cannot be treated with outsiders, is not much closer to Chu Heng than the fat man named Su?

Naturally, Su Chen didn't know the idea of ​​this old-looking guy spanking the spot under his butt. After Chu Heng signed the document, he reported on his work during this period and smiled politely at Xu Damao. He smiled and turned around and left.

“Let’s go, Brother Damao, let’s eat in the casserole.” Chu Heng also stood up at this time and greeted Xu Damao.

"Okay, I'm a guest, do as you please."

Xu Damao stood up cheerfully, followed him out of the office, got on the Volvo and parked downstairs, and waited until At the door, he loaded Xu Damao's bicycle into the trunk before heading towards Clay House.

After arriving at the place, the two of them ordered four dishes and a bottle of Erguotou for five yuan and seventy-six cents. Then they ate and drank together and left at about 1:30.

"See you later, Brother Damao."

"Oh, I'll be free in a few days. I'll make some good dishes and let's go to my house for a drink."

"Okay, Then I’ll wait.”

At the entrance of the hotel, Chu Heng watched Xu Damao, who was a little dizzy after just drinking half a bottle of wine, walk away, then turned around and got in the car and left.

After returning to the Grain Management Office, he plunged into busy official duties again, and it was not until about three o'clock that he finally became free.

"Huh!"

After signing an application report, Chu Heng, who looked a little tired, breathed a long sigh of relief, then took the cigarette case on the table and lit one for himself. A cigarette, leaning on the chair while smoking, closing his eyes to relax.

Not long after.

After a cigarette burned out, Chu Heng slowly opened his eyes, stubbed out the cigarette butt, then thoughtfully took a piece of manuscript paper, and used a pen to write down several important positions in the guest house under construction. I wrote it on the paper, and then I lowered my head and looked at the positions, thinking about where Xu Damao should be placed.

The guest house that Chu Heng plans to build is roughly divided into four departments, bathhouse, restaurant, guest room, and logistics. There are only five important positions, which are the directors of the four departments and the guest house manager.

Manager Xu Damao definitely couldn't do the job. First, he had no experience, and second, he didn't have the ability to take charge of the overall situation, so we could only choose one of the four departments for him.

After pondering like this for a while, Chu Heng dropped the hanging pen and wrote Xu Damao's name behind the guest room.

He then set his sights on several other positions and planned to choose them himself.

The guest house is a business that Chu Heng uses to pay off his debts. He is not worried about leaving these important positions in the hands of others. If an incompetent person is hired, the impact on the business will not be the slightest. !

One soldier is raging, and the generals are raging in a nest!

"Who should I look for?"

Chu Heng stared at the word manager on the paper and pondered for a long time, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "How could I forget about him!"

... In the early morning, when the fiery red sun slowly rose from the horizon, Sijiu City, which had been silent all night, was awakened again. Housewives from various houses got up and started preparing breakfast, with pots and pans clinking loudly.

“I’m leaving!”

At around seven o'clock, Qiu Rong, who had finished breakfast, pushed a new 28-year-old bicycle out of his home. When he arrived at the gate of the courtyard, he, who was a little fat, struggled to lift his short and thick thighs to get on the bicycle and pedaled. The car rushed towards the unit.

This year is early spring. Although it is only April, the temperature in Sijiu City is already a bit hot.

As for Qiu Rong, who was middle-aged, he was not only fat, but also weak. He was very afraid of heat. After kicking for a while, his forehead began to sweat and he began to breathe heavily.

He pedaled all the way, and when he arrived near the unit, the back of the shirt under his coat was already soaked with sweat.

“You’re here early enough, Manager Qiu.”

"It's not too late for you."

"Have you eaten?"

"Have eaten."

Qiu Rong pedaled from the grocery store, Passing by shops such as Sanliang Store and Pastry Shop, I casually said hello to people I knew well, and soon I arrived outside my unit.

The only state-owned hotel on the street.

"Lao Qiu!"

In front of the restaurant, several waiters were eating melon seeds and chatting together. When they saw him coming, a chubby aunt hurriedly came over and followed him jealously. He shared the gossip he just got from Aunt Sun of Sanliangdian.

"Have you heard? The grocery store manager is going to be replaced."

"Who will be replaced?" Qiu Rong reached out to the melon seeds in his aunt's hand with a curious look on his face.

“It’s just their deputy manager, Liu Bo!” the aunt curled her lips.

"Who? Why didn't I remember that they also have a deputy manager named Liu Bo?" Qiu Rong looked confused.

"Oh, it's just that stinky Ga Ben'er's dead fish eyes!" The aunt half-squinted her eyes vividly, her eyes were dull and lifeless, and she was very expressive.

"Oh, him! Hey, I've known him for so long, and this is the first time I've heard of his name." Qiu Rong nodded suddenly, and at the same time, he couldn't help but feel sour in his heart.

I think back then, when this damn fisheye was still a salesman, he was the manager of this hotel, but now that he has been promoted to manager, he has not even moved.

And it’s not just the non-staple food stores. In the past few years, other units on the street have also been replaced one after another. There are no farewell banquets and reception banquets. I don’t know how many meals I have eaten. Only he, It's like he was welded to death in a state-owned hotel.

Therefore, people on the street also jokingly call him the iron-clad Manager Qiu.

Speaking of this, he was really unlucky.

Qiu Rong was about to be promoted the year before last, but unexpectedly, what happened to him, something happened to the leader he relied on in the blink of an eye, and his promotion naturally went to waste. I have been doing it until now.

“Hey!”

Thinking of the sadness, Qiu Rong had no intention of having fun with them. He took out his cigarette and spread it around, then entered the hotel with his hands behind his back and started the day. Work.

At around nine o'clock, a Volga suddenly stopped in front of the hotel.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Chu Heng burst into the hotel in a hurry, found Qiu Rong who was checking accounts with the accountant, and asked: "Lao Qiu, do you want a house? A building of more than 50 square meters, two rooms One living room, with independent kitchen and bathroom! ”

(End of this chapter)

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