It’s a Bit Early To Cross

Hearing the second uncle's movement, Chu Heng hurriedly got up to the door and welcomed the old man in: "Second uncle, come in and sit."

"I didn't bother you? Director Chu." The second uncle's attitude can be said to have made a 180-degree turn. In the past, he used to talk to him in the attitude of an elder, and often gestured with his nose to the sky. Yes, but at the moment it looks like a subordinate meeting the leader, looking very restrained, slightly hunched, with an expression of obscure flattery on his face, even walking lightly.

As if afraid of him.

Chu Heng was suddenly speechless by the old man's appearance. He didn't even understand what the old man was thinking. You said that if he was the leader of the rolling mill, it would be fine to be respectful to him, but he was the director of a grain store. The old man was promoted, and the second can't help adjust the salary. As for this?

"Don't learn from the third master, it's awkward to call the director, but Hengzi sounds comfortable." He led the old man to the table of the Eight Immortals and sat down, took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Second master, you smoke."

"Ugh."

The old man hurriedly took the cigarette with both hands, and then quickly took out the match, swiped with a "Chi La", lighted it for Chu Heng first, and then gave it to himself at the end, after taking a puff of cigarette, he said with a smile, "I think the third master has changed. That's good, you are a serious state cadre now, but you can't yell like you used to, it's disrespectful."

"What kind of cadre am I? I'm just a little bit of a bad director, and I won't make a sound when I fart." Chu Heng's mouth was modest, but the smile on his face became brighter.

Everyone loves to listen to good things, right?

The second uncle is very good, and then he flattered: "You are in charge of all the tens of thousands of people in this piece of us. You are not a petty official."

"You hold me too much." Chu Heng said cheerfully.

The two of them held each other so casually, and after a while, the old man left Director Chu's house beaming.

After talking to the leader for so long, he felt that he had been sublimated...

After sending the second uncle away, Chu Heng took out food from the warehouse to prepare for dinner.

But before he could move his chopsticks, Xu Damao, a projectionist from the rolling mill, heard the news again, with something in his hand.

"I heard that you have become the director, congratulations, Hengzi."

Xu Damao walked into the room with a smirk and a sly look on his face, his attitude was similar to before, he didn't appear to be too prosperous, and directly handed over the two bottles of red wine in his hand: "This is from my father-in-law's house, and it is said to be from France. I don't like to drink any famous wine from the winery, so I brought it to you, as a gift for your promotion, don't dislike it."

"Thank you, Brother Da Mao." Chu Heng pretended to like it very much, and hurriedly took two bottles of wine, his smiling eyes disappeared: "My partner likes to drink this, so I won't be polite to you."

In fact, he is not short of red wine. Since he knew that Ni Yinghong likes to drink it, and he is more relaxed after drinking it, he asked a friend to get some back. Some time ago, he also asked Liu Houye to get a box of imported special supplies. , a full twenty-eight bottles of Conti.

The wine in his hand is enough for him to play for half a year...

However, Xu Damao came to give gifts and congratulations. He must not pretend to be too indifferent. It is not good for him to appear too proud.

The two brothers entered the room after speaking. Chu Heng was about to take out his cigarette when Xu Damao rolled his eyes when he saw the food with few chopsticks in the room, and said, "Are you eating just now?"

"The second uncle came to sit for a meeting, so I have time to eat." Chu Heng quickly gave in, "Brother Da Mao, let's eat together, I still have a bottle of Maotai, let's have a good drink."

"How can I drink your wine? You are promoted so I invite you to go for a walk and go to my brother's house for a drink." Xu Damao couldn't help but pull him away.

"Let's not bother, I have it all ready-made." Chu Heng said helplessly.

"If there is any trouble, let's go quickly." Xu Damao grabbed his clothes and put them on him.

It was impossible, Chu Heng could only put on his clothes, lock the door, and follow him to the backyard.

When he got home and entered the house, Xu Damao shouted loudly to his daughter-in-law Lou Xiao'e: "Ezi, Ezi."

"Crazy, what are you shouting?"

Lou Xiao'e's father was originally the major shareholder of the steel rolling mill, and he was rich in wealth. He was pampered when he was a child. With her eldest temperament, she was called by her husband at this time, and she was suddenly a little unhappy, and she threw it aggressively. He came out of the bedroom with his arms open, trying to teach her husband a few words.

But when she saw the presence of Marshal Chu, her aura suddenly went out, and she immediately greeted with a smile: "Hengzi is here, hurry up and hurry up."

Although she is already a wife, this does not delay her appreciation of the handsome boy, does it?

"Sister-in-law is at home." Chu Heng smiled politely, revealing the standard eight teeth, elegant and natural.

Lou Xiao'e was a little stunned for a while, and only felt that the most beautiful things in this world were nothing but this.

At this time, Xu Damao urged: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and take out the wine and food I got from your house a few days ago. I'll cook two dishes, have a drink with Hengzi, and celebrate his promotion."

"Oh." Lou Xiao'e came back to her senses and hurriedly turned around to get something: "Hengzi, sit down."

"Sigh." Chu Heng walked to his dining table and sat down, then turned to Xu Damao and said, "Brother Damao, don't be too busy, just have an appetizer."

"Don't worry about it here, just sit there and wait to eat before you wake up." Xu Damao waved his hand, rolled up his sleeves and started preparing to cook.

Miss Lou never cooks, and he has always been in charge of the house.

Perhaps it was because he had been in charge for many years, Xu Damao's movements were still very fast, and he cooked two snacks without much effort.

A plate of scrambled eggs with green onions, a plate of pork slices, and a few other ready-made ones, a box of canned sardines, a plate of peanuts, a bottle of canned lychees, a plate of sliced ​​ham, this is real ham, Chu Heng saw It was sliced ​​off a half-haired ham with Xu Damao.

The wine they drink is not ordinary white wine, but imported brandy.

Good guy, he really deserves to be the descendant of the capitalist~www.wuxiamtl.com~ The life is arrogant and arrogant, and Chu Heng is even ashamed.

After the wine and dishes are complete, the brothers start drinking.

Xu Damao is notoriously slippery, and Chu Heng is also an old fritter. The two of them were drinking and chatting laughing together, and the atmosphere was not inferior to those of the seven or eight people's big wine party.

After drinking a full meal until nine o'clock in the evening, Xu Damao finally collapsed, so drunk that he was unconscious.

Chu Hangbi was only slightly drunk, and his cheeks were a little red, he spit out a sigh of alcohol, got up and helped Xu Da Mao to the bedroom, and greeted: "Sister-in-law, Brother Da Mao has drunk too much."

Lou Xiao'e hurried out, and the two of them worked together to put him on the bed.

When Chu Heng was sent away, Lou Xiao'e went back to the house to take off Xu Damao's clothes and put on the quilt, and then took off and went to bed.

Lying on the bed, after tossing and turning for a while, she suddenly rolled over and climbed onto her dead husband, ready to eat a buffet.

For some reason, she felt that she had a very good appetite today...