It’s a Bit Early To Cross

The bald man ran to the front, bent down on his knees and took a few breaths, then raised his hand and punched Ni Chen with a smile: "You are really hiding!

"Ah? What do you mean, Master." Confused Ni Chen looked at his master's violently heaving chest worriedly, for fear that the fat man would pass out in one breath.

He experienced this kind of thing last month. At that time, because he carried Master to the infirmary, he almost broke his waist. When he was handing in his homework at night, his daughter-in-law mistakenly thought he was picking flowers outside.

"You kid is still pretending to be with me, your transfer letter is now in the hands of the factory manager!" The bald man rolled his eyes at him, and immediately put his hand around his shoulder,

Putting his fat face close to him, he asked curiously in a low voice, "Tell me the truth, who did you climb up to? This part is about promotion and transfer."

"No, Master, what exactly did you say? Where did you get the transfer letter?" Ni Chen still didn't understand the situation, his face was bewildered.

"You don't know?! That's really weird." The bald man was surprised when he saw that his expression didn't seem fake, and immediately explained to him:

"In the early morning, a cadre from the municipal party committee came and sent you a letter of transfer. I heard what Huangchang meant, and it seemed that he wanted to transfer you to the conscription office.

"Me? Going to the municipal conscription office?" Ni Chen pointed at himself in amazement, his mind was in an instant mess, his first reaction was that his master made fun of him.

However, he quickly rejected this idea. With the courage of his master, how dare he use the factory manager to talk nonsense to him, so this is probably true.

But why did the dazzling municipal party committee want to transfer him to a popular unit like conscription?

Is it....

As soon as he moved in his heart, he immediately remembered his confused promotion process. Could it be that the brother-in-law with great skill arranged it for him without a word?

This thought made the face of Ni Chen, who had always been proud and had strong self-esteem, complicated.

Is he happy to be able to go to a conscription office that he never even thought about before?

Definitely happy.

But once again, being helped by his brother-in-law made him feel very uncomfortable and had a very shameful feeling, as if he was a parasite.

But he couldn't resist the temptation.

Mom, the conscription office is that, but the idiot won't go!

Seriously, he has long been fed up with the switch factory as an elderly care unit. As long as anyone with a little ambition wants to start messing around in the middle of the year?

Therefore, he must accept this transfer letter, but if it goes on like this, more and more people will owe his brother-in-law. How can he pay it back?

Ni Chen, who was almost really fragrant, sighed weakly, and after stuffing the half-pack of cigarettes in his pocket into Master, he threw off his legs and ran towards the office building.

Under the splendid morning sun, the body that was about to rust once again glowed with vigorous vitality!

Not long after, Ni Chen came to the factory director's office and knocked gently on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Enter!"

After a good response, Ni Chen sorted out his clothes, took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and didn't go in.

The factory manager, who was over fifty years old, looked up and saw that it was him, his original dignified face instantly turned into an amiable one, he smiled and said: "Xiao Ni is here.

"Hey, the factory manager." Ni Chen approached nervously and asked, "Well, my master said that I have a transfer letter with you?"

"There is one, and it was delivered by Secretary Fan of the Municipal Party Committee this morning." The factory manager smiled and handed him a file bag, and then a regretful expression appeared on his face, sighing: "Oh, I already knew that you are a talent. I also plan to let you hone and hone for a few months, and then transfer you to the secretary's office to train you well, but you are valued by the city, it seems that my small temple can't keep you."

"Hey, thank you factory manager for your attention." Ni Chen smiled at him, and couldn't wait to bring the file bag. As for what the factory manager said just now, he didn't believe a word of it.

He is not a three-year-old child, so he can still hear the truth and the lie.

You must know that before this transfer letter, this factory manager's frame is quite big, not to mention being so polite with him, the smiling face is rare!

Now the factory manager told him so much, he just wanted to leave a good relationship.

Ni Chen repeatedly looked at the transfer letter in the file bag, and then patiently talked to the factory director for a while, and made an appointment to have a farewell banquet in the cafeteria that night, and hurried out of the office to go through the formalities.

Noon, Sanliang shop.

After eating, Chu Heng chatted with his daughter-in-law for a while. After she was sleepy and took a nap, she ran out of the office lightly.

"Aunt Sun!"

He came to the front room and waved his hand to call Aunt Sun. After they bit their ears and whispered in secret for a while, he staggered into the warehouse again.

Chu Heng walked around in front of the neatly stacked bags with his hands behind his back, and from time to time he reached out and touched the grain bags to check whether the grains inside had changed or not.

In a short time, the goods wandered to the innermost part of the warehouse, and the figure was taken seriously by the piles of thick and thin grains.

"Should you not see me?"

The thief Chongchong glanced at the door. After confirming that no one was paying attention to him, he suddenly waved his hand and put the top bag on the stack of grain bags in front of him into the warehouse, and then he did the same. , After receiving more than ten bags of grain in succession, he left the warehouse swayingly.

It's not that he wants to steal food. The big dog's own warehouse can't finish the food and oil, so why bother to think about this?

He received the food, just temporarily stored it, and when Luo Yang's mess is done, he will naturally return it.

"I don't know if this grandson can take the bait."

Chu Heng murmured something in his heart, then turned his head out of the shop, and rode his bike to Xidan.

When Xiao Ni was chatting in the morning, he inadvertently said that he wanted to eat the candied fruit sold in Xidan. Let's see if I can find some treasures.

Chu Heng walked slowly all the way. The warm autumn sun was a little dazzling. He half-squinted his eyes, hummed a cheerful tune, and looked around to enjoy the almost unchanged scenery on the street. He was about to pass the hot kang head of his wife and children. In this ordinary life, he suddenly felt that the years were so beautiful.

Of course, it would have been more perfect without the intrusion of Luo Yang.

Therefore, this grandson must be removed as soon as possible, but don't delay Laozi's good life!

Chu Heng glanced sideways at Wu Lin and the others who were sneakily following behind his buttocks. He smiled coldly in his heart, his feet suddenly accelerated, and the whole person rushed out like an arrow.

Not long after, he came to Xidan.

After finding a place to park the car, Chu Heng waved his ticket and rushed into the Weimin Pastry Shop, which was not very big, and bought 20 yuan of candied fruit and 20 yuan of various snacks in one go.

Don't be afraid if you can't finish it, just give it to your daughter-in-law, just in case you need it.