(); The lunch was arranged by Song Hua from the Ministry of Electronics Industry.

Song Bu is an old friend, Xiong Baizhou inevitably drank a few more glasses, this more drink knocked down Song Hua, the secretary couldn't help Song Hua, who was tall and tall, Xu Fanliang and Tao Youshan went to help, so Song Hua was sent home.

Song Hua's wife Mao Wenjie is also a northerner, with a straightforward personality, while scolding Song Hua, she thanked Xiong Baizhou: "Thank you, little comrade, you sent him back for your hard work, sit down and drink a glass of water." ”

She directly regarded Xiong Baizhou as the secretary of the leader.

Xiong Baizhou smiled: "Sister-in-law is too polite. ”

As soon as Mao Wenjie heard the title of "sister-in-law", she knew that she had made a mistake, and the person in front of her actually had a relationship with Song Hua's peers.

Song Hua's secretary explained: "This is Mr. Xiong Baizhou, the owner of Zhoumei Electric Appliances in eastern Guangdong, and Song Bu invited him to dinner at noon." ”

In this passage, Xiong Baizhou's identity is first indicated, and then the relationship between Song Hua and Xiong Baizhou is pointed out, although it is only a short sentence, but the information given is enough.

Mao Wenjie showed a suddenly realized expression: "It turned out to be Zhou Mei Electric, I've heard it." ”

Xiong Baizhou will not really investigate whether Mao Wenjie has heard of Zhou Mei Electric, these are trivial things, Xiong Baizhou has a warm smile on his face, and he seems to be rummaging for something when he opens the briefcase in his hand.

Song Hua's secretary was very shrewd, and said in advance before Xiong Baizhou turned things out: "Director Mao, then I'll go back to the office first." ”

Tao Youshan also hurriedly followed: "Ran Mi, wait a minute, I have something to ask." ”

These are people with lively heads, and while gift-giving is not unusual, the less people know about it, the better.

Xiong Baizhou naturally knew this truth, obviously there was only an envelope in the empty bag, but he dragged Song Hua's secretary downstairs, and then reached out and took it out.

Mao Wenjie knew what was going on as soon as she saw this posture, and immediately became serious: "Boss Xiong, our old Song never accepts gifts or money. ”

According to Xiong Baizhou's understanding of Song Hua, it is still no problem to exchange courtesies within the normal range, but beyond the red cordon, he will resolutely not ask for it.

Therefore, the amount prepared by Xiong Baizhou is just below that line.

"Sister-in-law, you misunderstood. ”

Xiong Baizhou put the envelope on the table and said sincerely: "This is an agreement between me and Brother Song during dinner. ”

"Agreed?"

Mao Wenjie thought there was some secret agreement between the two.

"Just now Brother Song mentioned that his father-in-law and mother-in-law are old, and their knees will be cold when they stay in Yanjing in winter, so I told him, it is better to send my uncle and aunt to eastern Guangdong, where the climate is warm and the elderly live comfortably. ”

Brother Song thought it was good at the time and agreed. Xiong Baizhou looked at the envelope on the table: "This is the air ticket." ”

Xiong Baizhou didn't say "ticket money", only "air ticket", which sounded more able to weaken Mao Wenjie's resistance.

Seeing that Xiong Baizhou was so young and actually called his parents "uncle and aunt", Mao Wenjie wanted to laugh a little, and secretly said that you are about the same age as my daughter, and it is not a loss to call grandparents and grandparents.

Whether Song Hua mentioned this matter or not, there really is, but it was not at all at noon today, but when he said it during his inspection in eastern Guangdong, but Xiong Baizhou just remembered it in his heart.

This envelope was prepared before coming to Yanjing.

However, Mao Wenjie still refused: "Lao Song doesn't have a door in his mouth, and the affairs of the family are also said to the outside, even if we send the old man to eastern Guangdong, we can arrange it ourselves, Boss Xiong is too polite." ”

Xiong Baizhou shook his head: "Isn't the party now implementing a work program that whoever puts forward it is responsible, and I should be responsible for this matter to the end." ”

In addition, this is also what Brother Song agrees to, and my sister-in-law can ask if you don't believe it. ”

Mao Wenjie wanted to ask, but Song Hua was snoring in the bedroom.

Xiong Baizhou was about to go out after explaining, but Mao Wenjie couldn't stop it, so she could only take out a long gift box from the storeroom: "If you don't accept it, you can take the envelope with you." ”

"Thank you, sister-in-law. ”

Xiong Baizhou was not polite, took the gift box and went downstairs.

Song Hua's secretary and driver had already gone back to work, and Xu Fanliang and Tao Youshan were still waiting downstairs.

Xiong Baizhou threw the gift box back casually and asked, "Did Ran Mi accept it over there?"

It turned out that Tao Youshan and Secretary Song Hua went downstairs together, not only to avoid the scene at that time, but also to make another move.

Tao Youshan nodded: "I accepted it, he said thank you for your hospitality." ”

Xiong Baizhou didn't ask any more questions, and sat in the car with a calm face and closed his eyes to recuperate.

The atmosphere of the environment is often determined by the person with the highest status, Xiong Baizhou suddenly had a bad complexion, Tao Youshan and Xu Fanliang both felt apprehensive in their hearts, and it was not until the vehicle started slowly that Xiong Baizhou opened his eyes.

At this time, the vehicle was driving to Chang'an Street in Dongcheng District, and when I looked up, I saw the solemn Monument to the People's Heroes, standing proudly and unyieldingly.

Until the vehicle drove by for a long time, Xiong Baizhou still turned his head to star, until he could no longer see.

"Old Tao. ”

Xiong Baizhou suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter, Big Boss?"

Tao Yoshan responded immediately.

"After returning to eastern Guangdong, you donated some money to the families of the martyrs in the name of Aisheng Electronics. ”

Tao Youshan didn't expect the big boss to suddenly make this request, but this matter was very easy to handle, and he immediately agreed: "How much do we want to donate?"

Xiong Baizhou thought for a while: "Fifty-five thousand and one yuan." ”

Fifty thousand and five thousand are well understood, but what does it mean to have an extra dollar?

Tao Youshan reacted quickly, and immediately thought of it from the amount of money in the two envelopes just now.

Because, the amount of money donated is exactly one dollar more than the sum of the two envelopes.

Seeing Tao Youshan's eyes gradually understanding, Xiong Baizhou didn't explain too much, but just sighed: "People, I always want to let the ghosts and gods know about doing some good things, and I always want the ghosts and gods to know about bad things, so I just do the good things and bad things together, so as not to be embarrassed by the ghosts." ”

Tao Youshan nodded silently, some things are always unavoidable.

Human affection is an important concept that affects the psychology and behavior of communication, and plays an important role in interpersonal interaction, but human affection itself is very abstract and needs to be expressed in some specific media, such as money, gifts, favors, service, problem solving, power, etc.

However, human affection is not necessarily a bad thing, as a potential social relationship is internalized and adhered to by people, and forms a cultural concept unique to Chinese society, and in some ways will form a strong cohesion.

How to deal with these things correctly, as wise and resolute as Xiong Baizhou can only find this kind of "self-deception" method.

"Lao Tao, simply use this as a system, give a favor away, and donate a sum when you turn back, and at least one more dollar than a favor. Before getting out of the car, Xiong Baizhou told him very seriously.

Song Hua slept until the evening, he covered his dizzy forehead, and couldn't help scolding: "Xiong Baizhou, the dog's day, the amount of alcohol is really good." ”

Mao Wenjie heard the movement, came in with a glass of boiling water, and handed the envelope to Song Hua by the way.

"What's going on?" Song Hua opened it and looked at it, frowning and asked.

After Mao Wenjie explained the matter clearly, Song Hua sat on the edge of the bed and was silent for a while, and said, "Xiong Baizhou is trustworthy, have you returned the gift?"

"Coming back, I gave him a box from the pantry. ”

"What?"

Song Hua was taken aback, and ran out before he had time to put on his shoes.

After half a ring, I only heard Song Hua wail loudly: "That's the calligraphy sticker I have been asking for a long time, the market price is 20,000 yuan a foot, the Xiong Baizhou, 50,000 yuan to buy two words at most." ”