The bald man ran up to him, bent over and held his knees to take a few breaths, then smiled and raised his hand to punch Ni Chen: "You really hide your secrets!"
"Ah? What do you mean, Master." Ni Chen, who was confused, looked at his master's violent chest rising and falling worriedly, fearing that the fat man would faint without a breath.
He had experienced this kind of thing last month, when he almost broke his back while carrying his master to the infirmary. When he handed in his homework at night, his wife mistakenly thought he was out picking flowers.
"You kid is still pretending to me that your transfer letter is now in the hands of the factory director!" The bald man rolled his eyes at him, then put his arm around his shoulders, put his fat face close to him, and asked curiously in a low voice: "Tell me the truth, who did you hook up with? In this period, you were promoted and transferred."
"No, Master, what are you talking about? Where did you get the transfer letter?" Ni Chen still didn't understand the situation and looked confused.
"You don't know?! That's really weird." Seeing that his expression didn't seem to be fake, the bald man was immediately surprised and immediately explained to him: "Early in the morning, a cadre from the municipal committee came and gave you a The transfer letter, I heard from Huang Factory, seems to mean that you will be transferred to the recruitment office."
"Me? Go to the Municipal Party Committee's Recruitment Office?" Ni Chen pointed at himself in astonishment. His mind was instantly confused. His first reaction was that his master was making fun of him.
But he quickly rejected this idea. With his master's courage, how could he dare to talk nonsense to him about the factory director, so this matter is probably true.
But what's the matter? The city committee wants to transfer him to recruit soldiers for such a popular unit?
Could it be...
With a thought in his mind, he immediately thought of his obscure promotion process. Could it be that his extremely capable brother-in-law quietly arranged it for him?
This thought made Ni Chen, who had always been proud and had a strong sense of self-esteem, look complicated.
Is he happy to be able to recruit and run a unit that he had never thought of before?
Definitely happy.
But once again being helped by his brother-in-law made him feel very uncomfortable and ashamed, as if he was a parasite.
But he couldn't refuse this temptation.
Oh my god, the military recruitment office is there, no idiot would go there!
To be honest, he has long been fed up with the switch factory, a place of retirement. Who with a little bit of ambition is willing to start messing around in the middle of his life?
Therefore, he must accept this transfer letter, but if this continues, he will owe more and more to his brother-in-law. How can he pay it back!
Ni Chen, who almost tasted really good, sighed feebly, stuffed half a pack of cigarettes in his pocket into the master's hands, then threw away his legs and ran towards the office building.
Under the gorgeous morning sun, the body that was almost rusty was once again full of vitality!
Not long after, Ni Chen came outside the factory director's office and knocked gently on the door.
"Dongdongdong!"
"Enter!"
After receiving a good response, Ni Chen straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.
The factory director, who was over fifty years old, looked up and saw that it was him. His originally majestic face instantly turned amiable, and he said with a smile, "Here comes Xiao Ni."
"Oh, Director." Ni Chen walked forward nervously and asked, "Um, my master said you have my transfer letter?"
"There is one. Secretary Fan of the Municipal Party Committee sent it to him this morning." The factory director smiled and handed him a document bag. Then a look of regret appeared on his face and he sighed: "Oh, I have known for a long time that you are a talent. I also planned to let you practice for a few months, and then transfer you to the secretary's office to train you properly. Unexpectedly, you have been valued by the city. It seems that my small temple cannot keep you. "
"Hey, thank you, director, for your consideration." Ni Chen smiled at him and couldn't wait to get the document bag. As for what the director just said, he didn't believe a word.
He is not a three-year-old child, so he can still hear the truth and lies.
You must know that before this transfer letter was issued, the factory director was quite arrogant. Not to mention being so polite to him, smiling faces were rarely seen!
Now that the factory director is telling him so much, he just wants to create a good relationship.
After Ni Chen repeatedly glanced at the transfer letter in the file bag, he patiently negotiated with the factory director, and made an appointment to have a farewell banquet together in the cafeteria in the evening, then hurriedly walked out of the office and went through the formalities.
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Noon, Sanliang Store.
After Chu Heng had eaten, he chatted with his wife for a while. After she felt sleepy and took a nap, he quietly ran out of the office.
"Aunt Sun!"
He came to the front room and waved to call Aunt Sun. After the two of them bit their ears and whispered for a while, he wandered into the warehouse again.
Chu Heng put his hands behind his back and walked around in front of the neatly stacked bags. From time to time, he reached out and touched the grain bag to confirm whether the grain inside had any changes such as moisture.
Not long after, this item wandered to the innermost part of the warehouse, and its figure was tightly covered by the piles of thick and thin grains.
"You shouldn't be able to see me, right?"
The thief sneakily glanced at the door. After confirming that no one was paying attention to him, he suddenly waved his hand and put the top bag of the pile of grain bags in front of him into the warehouse. Then he did the same thing again. After collecting more than ten bags of grain, he left the warehouse unsteadily.
He is not trying to steal food. The big dog owner has not finished all the food and oil in his warehouse. Why should he be worried about this?
He collected these grains to store them temporarily, and he would naturally return them after Luo Yang's troubles were finished.
"I don't know if this grandson can take the bait."
Chu Heng muttered something secretly in his heart, then turned around and left the shop, riding towards Xidan.
When Xiao Ni was chatting in the morning, he accidentally said that he wanted to eat the candied fruits sold in Xidan, so he remembered it in his heart and planned to buy some for me. He also went to the trust store to see if he could buy some treasures. .
Chu Heng walked slowly all the way, the warm autumn sun was a little dazzling. He half-squinted his eyes, humming a cheerful tune, looking around to admire the almost unchanged scenery on the street. He was about to live a life of a hot bed with his wife and children. Living this ordinary life, he suddenly felt that the years were so beautiful.
Of course, it would be even more perfect if Luo Yang, the bug, didn't get in.
Therefore, this grandson must be got rid of as soon as possible, so as not to delay my good life!
Chu Heng turned his head and glanced at Wu Lin and others who were following him furtively. He smiled coldly in his heart, and suddenly sped up his feet, and fled out like an arrow.
Not long after, he arrived in Xidan.
After finding a place to park his car, Chu Heng waved his money and ran into Weimin Pastry Shop, which was not a big shop. He bought 20 yuan worth of preserves and 20 yuan worth of various snacks.
Don’t be afraid if you can’t finish it, just keep it for your wife in case she needs it in case of emergencies.
Lewen
