Chapter Forty-Three: The Hospitality Has Not Arrived

A new week has begun.

This is also the real first week after the Spring Festival and the Lantern Festival. Although the weather is still cold, winter is coming to an end and spring is just around the corner.

He Hansheng, as usual, started his busy work again.

On Monday afternoon, Zou Fan went to Section Chief Hou's office.

"Section Chief Hou, the new year has begun, and I am very grateful for your continued care and help. Do you have time tonight? I would like to treat you to a meal. ”

"Good. Vice President Cai is going too, right? ”

"I've already told him, and Vice President Cai is here too."

"yes, okay." Section Chief Hou agreed.

After Zou Fan walked out, Section Chief Hou's face sank suddenly. "Is this a treat? It's just a notice. You're too disrespectful, aren't you? I don't know what kind of medicine you sell in your kid's gourd. ”

After Zou Fan returned to his seat, his face was excited and joyful. He sent WeChat to other people one by one, Quality Ge Section Chief, Quality Charmanti, Production Director Shen, Accounting, Production Technology, etc., all the people he thought were important to him, he invited. He glanced at He Hansheng and didn't send him a message because he had never looked down on him. After receiving the invitation, others also agreed. Because it's hard to do something like this, as long as there is no special reason, there is generally no refusal.

He Hansheng looked at the shipment plan, because there was delivery tomorrow, he needed to go to the workshop to confirm the shipped products. He got up and went to the second floor and met Charmanti in the workshop.

"Hansheng, where are you going?"

"I'll take a look at a few models that will ship tomorrow."

"By the way, Zou Fan has a treat in the evening, what time are you going?"

"Zou Fan is in for a treat, I don't know."

"He sent me a WeChat message, saying that it was six o'clock in the evening and going to Sanpeng Seafood. Didn't send it to you? ”

"Nope."

"Maybe I'll send it to you in a while, you're all in the same department."

"Hmm." He Hansheng responded, "I'll go to the second class to have a look." ”

"Go ahead."

Charmanti watched the tall and burly He Hansheng walk in front of her, and a wave of love instantly surged in her heart. But it doesn't stop there. She hummed a song and went back to the quality room.

He Hansheng's heart sank, and after confirming that there was no problem with the model to be shipped tomorrow, he went back to the office.

There were only three people in the office, and it was very quiet.

Zou Fan was not at the table either.

He Hansheng looked at his phone from time to time, although he didn't like Zou Fan very much, he still hoped to receive his invitation, after all, they were still colleagues in the same department. In fact, he doesn't care about the meal, what he cares about is the feeling of being respected.

Until he got off work, he didn't receive any WeChat from Zou Fan.

Finally, he turned off his computer, changed his clothes, and went home.

When he got home, he kept looking at his phone, for fear that he would miss the invitation because he didn't see it. He didn't tell his wife about Zou Fan's treat. When eating, he deliberately ate only a little. If you are full and receive an invitation again, you will not have the stomach to eat and drink. He was still waiting.

In the Sanpeng Seafood Hotel, everyone arrived at six o'clock.

Zou Fan poured wine for the leaders diligently and enthusiastically, and his wife Cai Xue was also pouring tea or drinks for everyone.

Charmanti looked around and there were no more empty seats at the table. She also didn't know if He Hansheng hadn't been invited or if something had happened.

Everyone toasted each other glasses, first white wine, then red wine, and finally beer. Everyone also ate and drank openly.

He Hansheng waited at home from six o'clock to seven o'clock, and then to eight o'clock, and when it was nine o'clock, he gave up completely, and a sense of loss arose. "If you don't invite it, you won't invite it." He tried his best to comfort himself.

He didn't bother to wash, and before half past nine, he went to bed.

He felt wronged, and he was even more indignant, and it was even more difficult to sleep when there was something in his heart. Lying on the bed, tossing and turning.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that I fell asleep in a daze.

But I woke up quickly, and then I couldn't sleep again.

Waiting until it was bright outside, he felt like it was almost six o'clock.

So I got up.

He was afraid of disturbing his wife, so he closed the bedroom door.

Dizzy and without appetite, I ate a few cookies and went to the company.