Dreams lead to ancient times? I am really not an ancient Taoist ancestor

Chapter 22 Invite Mr. Lu out!

"Yes, yes, I understand, I understand, don't worry, I will contact the Supervision Office and I will handle it!"

The person in charge of Donghai City of Longque Technology, Hong Qinghua, nodded and bowed. After hanging up the phone, he wiped his sweat with a look of uncertainty on his face.

"It's strange that this person can actually come forward in person."

Others don't know it, but he knows it all. In the eyes of outsiders, he is Longque Technology's top talker in Donghai City.

But in fact, the director of this ancient research institute is the real boss.

Even if he is placed at the headquarters, he is still a first-class big shot!

These days, the study of ancient history and archeology is basically not simple. After all, whether it is Taoist treasures, divine treasures, or heavenly medicines, they are all dug out of the ground!

Lu Xuan?

Is this the same person Li Xiaosang was talking about?

Well.

Hong Qinghua took out his cell phone unhurriedly and browsed through the contacts classified in the column of adopted son and adopted daughter for a long time before making a call.

"Xiao Sang, it's me."

"Godfather, what's wrong?"

"It's like this. I didn't give you a guarantee before because I wasn't sure. I just went to Sakata Heavy Industries in person and talked with them. I'm going to go to the Supervision Office immediately to release your old friend."

He spoke lightly, without blushing or out of breath.

On the other end of the phone, Li Xiaosang's heart was pounding and his nose was slightly sore:

"Thank you!"

A man at the level of a godfather is actually willing to lose face for himself.

Hong Qinghua said with a smile:

"You're welcome, this is what I should do for you."

Finally, he warned again:

"Remember, you must perform well at the headquarters, strive to be valued by the headquarters, and be able to stay there. After all, the pond in Donghai City is too small to support a bastard!"

"Yes! I know my godfather, don't worry!"

After Hong Qinghua hung up the phone, the smile disappeared from his face.

He touched his nose and said to himself:

"These kids are still so easy to coax. They just say thank you in a few words. I just hope that one or two of them can shine and don't let me lose. Lu Xuan? It's interesting to have that person take care of it personally. Well, it's also a good thing. investment objectives.”

"Director, that's it."

In the office on the top floor of the Supervision Office Building, Chen Tianhua recounted the story without expression and said seriously:

"That kid is really good. Director Ji, let's let him go. Anyway, he really has nothing to do with Wu Datong."

In Ruoda's office, the other two supervisors who had not left had different expressions.

One was the bald supervisor, who was a little speechless at this time. He couldn't understand what Chen Tianhua was thinking, talking to a pariah in a shantytown.

The other supervisor was slightly younger, with a gloating smile on his face and a playful look in his eyes.

as expected.

The next second, Director Ji slapped the table hard:

"Old Chen, have you relapsed into your old habits? Huh? I still want to promote you to captain. What's going on with you?"

Chen Tianhua said nothing.

Director Ji continued to scold:

"When you first came to the Supervisory Office, you were so stubborn. You suffered a lot, and I didn't talk to you less, right? Why, your compassion is overflowing again? Do you want to be selfless again?"

Chen Tianhua was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Director Ji became even more furious. Baldhead, who had a fairly good relationship with Chen Tianhua, quickly advised:

"Old Chen, that's it. You know what the director does to you. If it's normal, forget it, but this time it involves Sakata Heavy Industries!"

After a pause, he continued:

"Isn't it stupid to hate Sakata Heavy Industries for a shanty town untouchable? Even if Sakata Heavy Industries may not care, you can't gamble!"

The younger supervisor curled his lips and spoke mockingly:

"Let me tell you, Old Chen, you are really getting better and better as you live. If you act like this, I'm afraid you really won't be able to shoulder the position of captain."

As he spoke, he happily poured Director Ji a cup of tea and said with a playful smile:

"Director, what do you think of me?"

Director Ji glared at him angrily:

"You're not qualified enough. But you do have more things to do than Lao Chen, and you know how to measure things better!"

He emphasized the word "measurement" very hard, and the warning in his words was clearly revealed.

Chen Tianhua scratched his neck:

"But Director Ji, that child really has nothing to do with Wu Datong, and he is such an innocent child and shouldn't be treated like this. Just let him go and I won't be the captain."

"Are you threatening me?" Director Ji's expression darkened, and he was obviously really angry: "Okay, Chen Tianhua, what do you think of the Inspection Office? Are you going to let people go if you want?"

The bald man shrank his neck and wisely chose to remain silent, while the young man continued to show his anger:

"Director, don't be angry. After all, Lao Chen is one of the oldest supervisors. It's not surprising that he has such an idea."

Director Ji became even more angry:

"Okay! Chen Tianhua, you have no sense of organization or discipline at all. I think you still need to hone yourself at the grassroots level. You can patrol the streets for me tomorrow, and you don't have to mention the matter of releasing me!"

As he spoke, he slammed the tea cup on the table and said in a very unkind tone:

"I'll leave my words here. There's absolutely no way I'm going to let him go!"

Street patrolling is the most tiring position in the Supervisory Office. According to common sense, it must be done in a combat order. However, this task is usually left to clerks. Chen Tianhua is undoubtedly "sent to the frontier".

The look of gloating on the young man's face was even worse, while the bald man shook his head and sighed, thinking that he might have to distance himself from Old Chen properly in the future.

At the same time, the cell phone rang suddenly.

Director Ji glared at Chen Tianhua again, and then picked up the phone without thinking about it:

"Hello, I'm Ji Bochang, who is this?"

The next second, his expression suddenly changed, and his tone became more flattering:

"Manager Hong, wait a minute, I'll find a pen to record it, please give me your order!"

As he spoke, Director Ji took out a pen and paper from the drawer, made a respectful gesture, and listened attentively.

On the other end of the phone, Hong Qinghua smiled and recounted the story in a leisurely manner. Director Ji listened attentively and nodded from time to time. Where was the majestic look from just now?

"Okay, Manager Hong, I understand. There must be a problem with the program below, so the wrong person was arrested. By the way, Manager Hong, what's that person's name?"

"Lu Xuan."

"Oh, okay, okay. Huh?"

Director Ji reacted, why does this name sound so familiar?

It seems that Brother Lu from two days ago, isn't his name Lu Xuan?

Is it the same name?

Or.

A bad premonition came over him.

Not long after, the call was hung up, and Director Ji breathed a sigh of relief.

"Director, whose phone number is it?" The young man couldn't help but ask.

Chen Tianhua also stood up at the right time and said a little lonely:

"Then Director, I'm going to go back and tidy up first, and patrol the streets."

"Wait a minute!" Director Ji quickly stopped him: "Let me ask you, what is the name of the person you want to release?"