Chapter 2444

"No way, I just purely admire Chairman Zhou."

Xiao Meng's words were very confident, but her face was red, and she didn't dare to look Wang Hui in the eye. Then, this girl was quite clever and changed the subject: "By the way, we're going out to play, fifty yuan is enough, right? Why did you ask Auntie for two hundred as soon as you opened your mouth?"

"Of course, it's to leave room for bargaining." Wang Hui gave a triumphant smile: "You don't understand this, do you? Based on my understanding of my mom, if I asked for two hundred, she would definitely bargain down to fifty. But who would have thought, this time my old mother actually gave me one hundred, I earned fifty more, what an unexpected surprise."

Xiao Meng listened and couldn't help but 'pfft' and laughed: "If you used this cleverness you use to deal with Auntie on your studies, your grades would definitely improve a lot. By then, getting into Tsinghua or Peking University wouldn't be a problem."

"Forget about Tsinghua or Peking!" Wang Hui waved her hand hurriedly, looking forward to it: "I just want to get into Normal University and be a glorious people's teacher in the future."

Xiao Meng tilted her head and looked at Wang Hui, teasing: "Are you thinking of teaching the flowers of our future motherland how to fight wits and courage with their parents?"

"Damn Xiao Meng, let you talk nonsense, see if I don't tear your mouth." Wang Hui reached out and wanted to grab Xiao Meng.

"Hahaha..." Xiao Meng was prepared, dodged Wang Hui's magic claws, and ran away.

Wang Hui didn't give up and chased after her. The two of them played and made a scene out of the factory gate, then reached out to hail a taxi.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, although the weather was stuffy, because it was cloudy and there was no sun, there were many people on the streets of Xidan. At the entrance of a newly opened restaurant, more than a dozen boys and girls stood, their eyes focused on the intersection, seemingly waiting for someone.

Among the crowd, a girl looked a bit impatient. She was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with small red floral patterns on the upper body, and a black short skirt on the lower body, paired with silk stockings. Plus she was wearing makeup, looking overly mature, which didn't match her actual age at all. However, judging from her attire, her family conditions should be the best among these boys and girls.

"Why haven't Wang Hui and Shang Mengmeng come yet? It's already so late!" The girl complained, her tone revealing a trace of dissatisfaction.

A boy standing beside her saw this and hurriedly said fawningly: "That's right, Wang Hui and Shang Mengmeng aren't coming, are they? Otherwise, let's go in first."

The boy was talking, and his eyes were glancing at the girl from time to time, especially that look, it was almost like it was pulling silk.

Another thin, tall, and very handsome boy looked at them coldly: "We agreed on 3:30, it's only past 3:00. Let's wait a bit longer, they should be here soon."

Just then, a chubby girl shouted: "They're here!"

Wu Qian, who was today's "birthday star", saw Wang Hui and Shang Mengmeng coming, and a smile appeared on her face.

The girl snorted and was about to mock them, but Wang Hui, who walked over, spoke first: "We agreed on 3:30, what time did you guys come, why so early?"

"Is that so?" The handsome boy, who had been cool, had his expression and eyes become gentle after Wang Hui came: "We just arrived too, a few minutes earlier than you."

"Really?" Wang Hui smiled noncommittally, then looked at the girl in the short skirt: "Liu Qingyan, is this the restaurant your uncle opened?"

Liu Qingyan gave a triumphant smile: "Let's go, after eating, I'll have my uncle give us a discount."

"Oh, this is really rare!" Wang Hui mocked: "Looking at your triumphant face, those who don't know would think you were treating us all to dinner, it turns out it's just a discount."

"You..." Liu Qingyan gritted her teeth in anger, but then smiled again: "Wang Hui, are you jealous of me?"

"Jealous of you?" Wang Hui gave a contemptuous smile, her eyes scanning Liu Qingyan from head to toe like a scanner, and said very disdainfully: "You... your studies aren't as good as mine, your figure isn't as slim as mine, and your face isn't as pretty as mine. Besides having a thicker skin than me, what else do you have that's worth me being jealous of?"

Liu Qingyan's face instantly turned red, her fingers pointed at Wang Hui tremblingly, and her lips trembled slightly because of anger, but she couldn't say a word. Her breathing became rapid, as if she could explode at any moment.

Wang Hui was indifferent. This woman's brain is sick. Even if your tongue was a bit better than mine, it wouldn't give me any desire to fight.

"Liu Qingyan!" Wang Hui shook her head: "I really can't understand what's on the mind of someone like you. You say you, everything is loose, but you always want to compare with yourself. I don't want to pay attention to you, but you always put your face in front of me for me to hit. I've really never seen a stupid woman like you."

Wang Hui's father and Liu Qingyan's father were in the same unit, and the two had been fighting openly and secretly. So Wang Hui and Liu Qingyan naturally couldn't pee in the same pot. No matter what happened, Liu Qingyan always liked to compare with Wang Hui.

She was jealous of everything about Wang Hui, whether it was grades, appearance, or social circle. However, Wang Hui belonged to the kind of carefree personality, and always showed a disdainful attitude towards some of Liu Qingyan's behavior and verbal provocations.

This seemingly casual response actually caused the greatest harm to Liu Qingyan. Because Wang Hui's ignoring made Liu Qingyan feel that her efforts were completely ignored, which further aroused her dissatisfaction and anger.

Especially since Wang Hui had an outgoing personality and many friends, this made Liu Qingyan even more jealous. Whenever she saw Wang Hui surrounded by a group of friends, Liu Qingyan would feel her loneliness and exclusion.

Therefore, whenever there was a chance, she would try every means to target Wang Hui, trying to make Wang Hui embarrassed. But in the end, it was always her who was embarrassed, and every time she was laughed at like a clown.

"Alright, alright, can you two stop arguing as soon as you meet? Today is my birthday, give me some face."

Wu Qian's mother was a dancer at the Municipal Opera and Dance Theater, and her father was the deputy director of the theater's choreography department. Because she received a good family education from a young age, Wu Qian was not only able to sing and dance, but also had a gentle personality, speaking softly. Being with her always gave people a very comfortable feeling.

Therefore, Wu Qian became a goddess in the eyes of boys, and girls also liked to play with Wu Qian. Because she didn't fight or grab, and was always able to take care of other people's feelings, this made even people like Liu Qingyan able to get along well with Wu Qian and become friends.

"Humph!" Hearing Wu Qian's words, Liu Qingyan snorted coldly: "Today is Qianqian's birthday, I won't argue with you."

Regarding Liu Qingyan's words, Wang Hui acted as if she hadn't heard them: "Qianqian, let's go, let's go in. After eating, we still have to go to the bar, we can't go too late. If it's late, there won't be any seats."

Seeing Wang Hui ignoring her again, Liu Qingyan stomped her feet in anger, turned around and pushed the door of the restaurant, and walked in first.

At this time, it was not yet 3:30, not yet meal time, but there were quite a few guests eating, and about one-third of the tables in the lobby were occupied. And guests were always coming in, it was estimated that it would be full by meal time. After that, people who came would have to wait for seats.

"Waiter!" Liu Qingyan said to the waiter as soon as she came in: "I booked the No. 2 large private room, is it empty now?"

"Ms. Liu!" The waiter knew immediately: "The boss has already given instructions, the No. 2 large private room has been cleaned up, follow me."

The waiter turned around and led the way, then went up to the second floor and opened the door of the No. 2 private room: "Please come in!"

Everyone filed in, and a girl let out a 'wow', her tone a bit exaggerated: "The private room is so big, not to mention our fifteen people, even twenty-five people could fit."

Liu Qingyan looked at Wang Hui triumphantly, and then said: "The No. 1 private room is even bigger than this, but it has already been booked, so we can only be in the smaller No. 2 private room."

"This is already big enough." A boy flattered: "Qingyan, if this restaurant wasn't opened by your uncle, we wouldn't be able to book such a large private room at all."

Liu Qingyan was even more triumphant, and said to the waiter: "Bring the cake, and serve the dishes after our birthday star blows out the candles."

"Okay!" The waiter agreed and turned and walked out.

At the same time, Zhou Andong came out of the office, and his departure by car was clearly seen by Shao Yan standing in front of the window. This guy's heart tightened, his brows frowned again, and his heart was lifted.

For the past few days, Zhou Andong had been coming to work and leaving on time, and didn't even leave his office at noon, but why did he leave so early today?

Shao Yan's brows frowned tighter and tighter. He turned back to the desk, grabbed the phone, and quickly dialed a string of numbers. It took a long time for the other side to connect, and Shi Guoqiang's voice came through.

"This is the Municipal State-owned Assets Office, I am Shi Guoqiang, who is this?" "Director Shi!" Shao Yan said hurriedly: "I am Shao Yan, Zhou Andong just left."

"What?" Shi Guoqiang's voice, which was as steady as an old dog, suddenly became high-pitched: "You said Zhou Andong left early?"

"Yes!" Shao Yan took a deep breath: "When is Secretary Sun coming down to inspect?"

This guy was really a bit panicked, mainly because Zhou Andong had been too quiet these past few days, which was very abnormal, so everyone felt he was plotting something. And today, Zhou Andong suddenly left early, did it prove that his layout was complete and it was time to harvest?

"I'm not too sure about this." Shi Guoqiang also felt uneasy: "But it should be in these few days, I'll ask."

Shao Yan slowly put down the phone. During the waiting process, it could be said that every minute felt like a year. He paced back and forth in the office anxiously, never having felt that time could pass so slowly.

After about half an hour, when Shao Yan's patience was about to disappear completely, the phone finally rang. This guy dashed to the desk and quickly picked up the phone: "Director!"

Shi Guoqiang's voice came from the receiver: "The time for the inspection has been determined, next Tuesday at 10:30 in the morning, you have the office hall make reception preparations."

"Great!" Shao Yan said excitedly: "No matter what Zhou Andong is plotting, there are still two days left, he won't have time."

Shi Guoqiang snorted coldly: "When the eagle naps, the little sparrow can flutter. When the eagle wakes up, the little sparrow is food, and won't even have the chance to flutter."

"You are absolutely right." Shao Yan finally felt that he was okay again, his waist straightened, and his face glowed: "This time, Zhou Andong's doomsday has arrived. I really look forward to seeing if Zhou Andong can still be arrogant on Tuesday."

Shi Guoqiang gave a light laugh: "Alright, I still have to call Factory Director Hu. On Tuesday, we will accompany Secretary Sun to inspect the woolen mill together."

Shi Guoqiang is the director of the State-owned Assets Office, and there is nothing wrong with him accompanying Sun Baocun to inspect the woolen mill. But Hu Dajun is already the general manager of the bus company, and he has no reason or qualification to accompany Sun Baocun to inspect.

It's just that they are birds of a feather, and they can do anything shameless. Like this kind of thing, just find any reason.

The reason Zhou Andong left so early was because he received a call from home, Old Cricket had come and brought a lot of good things. How could he sit still? After putting down the phone, he got up and left the office.

There were three human-powered tricycles parked in Anqiu Hutong. One of the tricycles was loaded with furniture, tables, chairs, and stools, stacked layer upon layer, tied tightly with ropes. The other two tricycles were also stacked quite high, but they were covered with rainproof cloth, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

Old Cricket was sitting on a chair, smoking very leisurely. Beside him sat two old men, one fat and one thin, forming a sharp contrast.

The fat old man was fair and clean, with a head of silver hair, a purple sandalwood string around his neck, and a thumb ring on his thumb, playing with a pair of walnuts in his hands. Those walnuts were neither big nor small, just right to be easily held in one hand. Moreover, those walnuts looked like jade, the patina effect was very thick, the color was natural, and there was a kind of ancient charm.

Another old man was very thin, not tall, and although his small eyes weren't big, they flashed with shrewd light. This old man was very clean and neat, didn't wear anything, but his clothes looked particularly exquisite. A black satin-faced Tang suit, embroidered with exquisite auspicious cloud patterns, with a double-breasted button design, taking into account both classical and modern beauty.

The thin old man looked at Old Cricket and asked: "Old Cricket, did Chairman Zhou say when he would be back?"

"What's the rush?" Old Cricket leaned against the back of the chair and puffed on a cigarette: "When it's time for the meeting, he will naturally come back. If you wait a while longer, you can still have a meal here. The wine is Wuliangye, and there is also Jiangzhou Yugong, and they are all special supply types."

As soon as the fat old man heard there was wine to drink, his eyes lit up: "As long as there is wine to drink, it doesn't matter how long I wait, I don't have anything to do anyway."

The thin old man looked at the fat old man with great disdain: "Look at your ambition, is wine that good to drink, even to the point of not wanting your face?"

"If you have the ability, don't drink it then." The fat old man wasn't angry at all: "If you drink, you're a grandson, you're all of our grandsons, and you have to call us grandpa when you see us."