Chapter Forty-Nine: Eating Behind Closed Doors
The next day, Xue Ziyan appeared in yesterday's restaurant again, drinking three bowls of gruel, but not ordering dry food, which caused the service staff to roll their eyes.
Raising his hand and looking at his watch, Xue Ziyan couldn't help but wonder: Aren't you here? Are you really lying to me? What are you lying to me?
Finally, the service staff came and directly ordered the eviction: "Breakfast closes at half past nine, and now it's almost ten o'clock, and the five corners of gruel are unlimited." ”
It could be seen that the other party was too lazy to take care of himself, so Xue Ziyan didn't bother much, and directly took out five small gross tickets.
The waiter accepted the gross ticket, turned around and left, and Xue Ziyan also stood up.
"Sorry, it's a little late. Ding Chi panted into the room. Due to the hurry, the hair on his forehead was wet a lot, and he almost bumped into the waiter who went out.
"I thought you ......" Xue Ziyan was halfway through his words and sat down.
"The bank didn't open until nine o'clock, and I was the first in line, so I picked it up and rushed here. It would be nice if there was an ATM like Shenshi, which could be picked up day and night. Ding Chi said, took out a wad of cash from his bag and put it on the table, "Brother Xue, you take these two thousand first, it's not enough to speak." ”
Looking at the cash on the table, and then at Ding Chi, Xue Ziyan was full of suspicion: "I haven't worked for you for a day, so give me so much money?"
Ding Chi waved his hand: "What is this? As long as we do a good job, making a lot of money is still to come." ”
"Alright then, I'll give you an IOU. Xue Ziyan picked up the cash and counted it.
Ding Chi said: "Don't make an IOU, give this money to you, make a friend." ”
"Give it to me?" Xue Ziyan's eyes were suspicious again, "You really just asked me to develop a switch?"
Once I was bitten by a snake, I was afraid of the well rope for ten years. After secretly resenting, Ding Chi smiled: "Since you are not down-to-earth, then even if I lend it to you, when you are free, you will pay me back, okay? ”
pursing his lips and groaning for a while, Xue Ziyan nodded: "Okay, thank you! Then I'll wait for your notice." You should finalize the R&D date with the Post and Telecommunications Bureau as soon as possible. ”
The two walked out of the restaurant, and Ding Chi watched Xue Ziyan leave. Until the other party's figure disappeared, Ding Chi's brows also wrinkled: There are people for the time being, but where is this cooperative unit.
When talking in this restaurant yesterday, Xue Ziyan has already stated that he really needs this job very much, not only to support his family, but also to take care of his mother, but also mentioned the guarantee of research and development. After the other party's talk, Ding Chi realized that what he had thought before was too simple. This is not a small project, let alone a small amount of money can be done, the key is that there must be a research and development site. But the arrow is on the bow, and it has to be sent, and this opportunity must not be missed. So Ding Chi exaggerated the strength of his family, fabricated the entrusted unit - the Provincial Post and Telecommunications Bureau, and said that the research and development funds would soon be in place.
Now that a small favor of 2,000 yuan has been given, and Xue Ziyan has also made it clear that he will cooperate, Ding Chi is not confident enough: How do I know the head of the post and telecommunications bureau.
There is no turning back from the start of work. Ding Chi stabilized his mood slightly, got on the bus, and went straight to the Provincial Post and Telecommunications Bureau.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the Post and Telecommunications Bureau, Ding Chi was stopped by the doorman and asked him to **** and fill out the meeting form.
Ding Chi was prepared, showed his documents, filled out the form, and handed over cigarettes.
The doorman put aside the cigarette roll, took the interview sheet, and asked one after another: "Information office?
"Anyway, it's the information department, anyone can do it. Ding Chi dealt vaguely, and was about to take the meeting order.
The doorman withdrew his arm back: "I have to ask for instructions, the bureau rules do not allow small traders to enter and leave casually." ”
Peddler? Ding Chi secretly slandered himself.
The doorman quickly dialed the phone, and after a brief communication, he replied: "I asked the information department, unless you can clearly explain what you are doing and who you can find, you can go in." ”
Ding Chi hurriedly said: "I'm here to cooperate, so I'll find the information department to take care of things, is this okay?"
"It's not just talking. What is the cooperation? Where is the relevant certificate? You have to be taken by someone from the information department. The doorman glanced at the door, and the meaning was obvious.
Glancing at the other party, Ding Chi walked out of the house, but did not leave, but continued to stay outside the courtyard gate.
Although Ding Chi was not forced to leave, the doorman looked at him from time to time, obviously taking him as a key monitoring object.
Needless to say, after guarding for more than half a day, there was no gain, so Ding Chi had to return to school.
The next day,
Day 3,
Ding Chi came for a week, guarding the door every time, keeping an eye on pedestrians or vehicles entering and leaving.
At the beginning of the new week, Ding Chi went to the Provincial Post and Telecommunications Bureau in the afternoon.
The snowflakes were fluttering, the north wind was bleak, and Ding Chi, who was standing in the snow, was already white in his clothes and shoes.
With a "squeak", a taxi stopped, and a middle-aged man with a top stepped out of the car and quickly buckled his down jacket and hat.
Ding Chi's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward quickly: "Yang, I'm looking for you." ”
Xie Dingyang turned his head: "It seems that you have been coming a lot these days, do we know each other?"
Ding Chi immediately said: "You don't know me, but I have long admired your name, I want to cooperate with your bureau in information technology, I want to contact the information department first, and then ......."
Without waiting for Ding Chi to finish speaking, Yang Chu waved his hand and interrupted: "No matter what kind of cooperation, you must first prepare relevant qualifications and submit them through formal channels." After the review is passed, you will bring relevant products and technologies to participate in the test. Are all these procedures going on? Are there any products?"
Of course not. Ding Chi stiffened his head and said: "Yang, listen to me tell you in detail, I'm ......"
"I'm sorry, I still will. After Yang finished speaking, he turned around and entered the courtyard, and specially entered the guard room to say a few words.
After a while, the doorman came out and motioned for Ding Chi to leave.
It was indeed very cold, Ding Chi didn't insist anymore, left the post and telecommunications office, and went back to school.
But the next day, Ding Chi came again, and he also wore thick clothes.
The doorman didn't drive him directly this time, but as long as Ding Chi was too close to the gate, he would warn him.
Day after day, and it came Friday afternoon.
Looking at the sunset that was about to sink, Ding Chi sighed lightly and turned to walk.
Suddenly, a black sedan drove by.
Ding Chi was stunned for a moment, turned around and chased, and kept waving his hand: "Bureau ......"
The doorman reacted quickly, and before Ding Chi could shout the second word, he had already rushed out with his equipment: "What are you doing, what are you doing?" ”
"Zheng Ju, I'm here to ......" jumped to the middle of the shout, and Ding Chi was dumbfounded. The black car had already entered the hospital, and the shouting could not be heard, and the only opportunity had been missed these days.
Time waits for no one, and in more than a year, more powerful equipment will appear, and by then it will be too late.
Looking at the guard's cold face, looking at the gloomy steel fork in his hand, and feeling the spicy "wind knife" on his cheeks, Ding Chi's body was very cold, and his heart was cold from the inside out.