It’s a Bit Early To Cross

"Second uncle, it's not that I'm stingy, it's that there aren't many of these things, so use less."

Chu Heng didn't say whether to give it or not. After explaining the difficulty, he asked Chu Jianshe, "Can you tell me what it is for?"

"I used to have a leader who wanted to move up, but there were always people above him who were holding him back."

Speaking of this, Chu Jianshe paused for a moment, hesitating whether he should reveal the truth or not, but then he thought that his nephew is now entering the house, so he whispered: "I heard that the girl was very bold when she was young, Now the men in the family are not successful, so we want to see if we can start from this aspect, don't spread it out!"

"female?"

Chu Heng blinked, the amount of information was a bit large.

He wanted to ask, is this wine for the woman's family man, or for your leadership?

I was afraid of being beaten, so I could only hold back.

"Okay, how much do you want?" Since it was a major event, Chu Heng could only agree. Second uncle's leadership life was good, so naturally his second uncle's life would not be bad, and he could follow suit.

Seeing his nephew agree, Chu Jianshe breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It doesn't take much, just take a pound first."

"First?"

Chu Heng rolled his eyes for a while and smiled bitterly: "You mean you have to ask for it in the future? There's not much of that stuff."

"If it really works, I'll definitely want it."

Chu Jianshe was very confident in his nephew and said with a smile: "You can find a way to get as much as you can, and tell the second uncle what is missing and I will solve it for you."

"I'll take a look." Chu Heng sighed helplessly, tapped the root and took a few sips, and decided to go to the pigeon market in the past few days to find the old man who sold wine and see if he could get the recipe in his hand. Get it.

Before, he didn't have enough confidence to think about it.

This time, the second uncle didn't say what was missing and what was missing, didn't he tell him?

Then let's smash it!

If you want money for money, if you want an official for an official, don't believe the old man will not be tempted!

The uncle and nephew chatted about other things again. It was almost half past one, and the two packed up and went to the conference room together.

On the way, I met a few other leaders of the institute, and Chu Jianshe introduced them. Chu Heng was quite familiar.

A group of people chatted and laughed all the way, and after turning a few corners, they came to a large bungalow located in the northeast corner of the Grain Management Office.

The layout of the room is very simple. There is a long table on the innermost rostrum, and four chairs are placed behind the table, which are prepared for several big bosses in the hall.

Below are rows of wooden small benches, which are prepared for the little brothers who attended the meeting.

Very period characteristic.

What made Chu Heng criticized was that there was a briquettes stove in such a small three-hundred-square-meter house, and the temperature inside the house was not much warmer than the outside!

Can you add more stoves?

You make others think we can't burn coal!

He walked down the stage tremblingly, found a nail-free seat in the last row of benches, and then smoked a cigarette in the presence of the old god, pretending to be transparent in a low-key manner.

As time passed, there were more and more people in the conference room. Some people sat in the front row carelessly. These were basically senior leaders.

Some people, like Chu Heng, consciously touched the back row, and they were all young people.

Look at the many involutions, you have to type and discuss the generations in a meeting.

Chu Heng fully demonstrated his pimp's attributes, he politely let out a cigarette, chatted a few hilariously, and quickly got into a good relationship with the people around him.

It didn't take long for people to arrive.

The four big bosses in the institute also took their seats one by one. The first person to speak was naturally the director He Siming. He was in his fifties, he was a little thin, his hair was sparse, and he wore a pair of thick glasses on the bridge of his nose.

I saw that he first took out a stack of manuscript papers, took a drink to moisten his throat, and then spoke. The content was somewhat irrelevant, just summing up the work of the past year.

It's full of nonsense, smelly and long like an old woman's foot-binding cloth.

Chu Heng, who attended this kind of meeting for the first time, heard that he was drowsy, but he couldn't sleep at all.

Without him, it's too cold.

This time he understood why there was only a briquettes stove in the conference room!

After a long time and a long time.

Director He finally finished speaking, his lips were a little white and peeling.

Seeing this, Chu Heng let out a sigh of relief, and he also accepted it. It took more than an hour for this trivial matter!

In fact, not only was he annoying, but none of the people around him liked to listen to, and they all breathed a long sigh of relief.

At this time, Chu Jianshe also picked up the speech, and he was much faster here.

As far as three things are concerned, the first is to reduce the loss of grain transportation and storage this year. In the future, a comparison will be made every quarter. The grain store with the most loss will report criticism and reduce the distribution of bonuses and other benefits.

The second is to start a week-long rodent eradication operation tomorrow, and each grain store will hand in 100 mouse carcasses.

The third thing is a clear and accurate competition. We encourage everyone to participate actively and strive to get a good place in the institute.

The matter was finished in less than 20 minutes, and then another deputy director picked up the manuscript, talked about various problems in various departments and grain stores, and called on everyone to speak actively and come up with solutions together.

Another hour or so...

A few big guys just sang and I came on stage, and the meeting didn't end until more than five o'clock.

They don’t even provide meals, they all go back to their own homes and deal with it on their own.

Like later generations, after a meeting, they would meet in groups of three or five to have a meal together, to communicate with each other, and so on. There is no such thing here.

No one is rich, a restaurant costs a few dollars, and whoever has no serious business can invite that.

When Chu Heng was about to leave the Grain Management Office, his second uncle invited him to eat at home.

On the way back, he made a deliberate detour and went to the grain store to have a look.

At this time, the shop has been closed, and there is only one iron general left to look after the house. The gate and windows are equipped with thick rebar fences~www.wuxiamtl.com~ This time, if anyone wants to steal from here, there will be no big disturbance. can't get in.

Chu Heng went up to take a look and saw that all the parts were firm, so he went home with peace of mind.

As soon as he entered the hospital, the third mother greeted him warmly: "Director Chu is back, it's too late today."

"Go to the institute for a meeting." The director's voice made Chu Heng feel very relieved, he smacked his lips, and while pushing the cart in, he said pretendingly, "I said, San Niang, can you? Don't call the director, it sounds awkward, we are still the same as before."

"That's not true, you are the leader, and you got married just by looking at it. It's not appropriate to call him Hengzi." The third lady is not stupid, can you trust the leader's words!

After pushing the cart to the base of the window and locking it, Chu Heng took out the key and entered the house.

It wasn't long after the stove fire started, and the second uncle of the middle court, who heard that he was back, came.

The old man is a pure fan of an old official. He has wanted to be an official for most of his life, but he has never been able to do so. He has no other intentions in coming, but just wants to get close to the leader and get in touch with the official spirit.