Coming back from Baisong City, Chu Yang had a feeling of gaining and losing, probably because he had done bad things, sometimes Zhiying was a little weak when she called, but this married man ate secretly, but his heart was very uncomfortable.

Therefore, Chu Yang can only devote time and energy to the construction of the distribution network, to be honest, Chu Yang has never been serious, every day with the driver and Xiao Song and the design of the unit to run the scene, in-depth understanding of the specific situation of the line in the following towns, to provide accurate data for the transformation of the line in the mountainous area.

Of course, during this period, Chu Yang also took the time to accompany you and visited many people's homes, and really felt their true feelings about the love of the past power company, in fact, they are all very simple villagers, and the requirements are not high, that is, I hope that there will be fewer power outages, the voltage can cook, and the power outage should not exceed one day.

Chu Yang went to every household, and the masses were very enthusiastic, and they took out their own food for hospitality, sweet potatoes, mochi, cassava, potatoes, anyway, everything.

Seeing their kind smiles, this made Chu Yang more determined to build a stable power grid for them, and the directors of the power supply stations below were all touched by Chu Yang's practical leadership.

Or maybe it's the first time they've seen a vice president like Chu Yang, and it always feels unreal.

On the last day I went up the mountain.

The work isn't done yet.

It's a long way to go.

Chu Yang squatted in the field and ate a boxed lunch with his colleagues, and Xiao Song hurriedly captured it after seeing it.

Chu Yang said: "Xiao Song, don't shoot me, shoot our comrades well, they are our main force." ”

Xiao Qin, deputy director of Tianluoshan Institute, sighed: "Mr. Chu, I don't accept anyone, but I really have to admire you, you are the most people-friendly and hands-on leader I have ever seen, how can other leaders squat in the field with us to eat." ”

Chu Yang smiled: "Xiao Qin, I'm not a person made of special materials, why can't I squat here with you to eat." ”

Everyone else had tears in their eyes.

These days, Xiao Song also continued to post the deeds of his visit to the company's portal, and after his own guidance, Xiao Song's press release level was much better than before, although Chu Yang didn't want to put on a show, but some positive publicity was still necessary.

No one wants to be an obscure person.

It is a good character to do good deeds without leaving a name, but only by daring to use good people and good deeds for publicity can this society be more harmonious and beautiful.

Tonight, Mr. Yang, the smiling tiger, called himself out to eat again.

Chu Yang is still very amiable with him on the surface, so he can only go to the appointment on time.

I went to find out that it was still the same Meng Meng Meng who was always treated, and of course his secretary with a round butt and a basketball on his chest, whose name seemed to be Wang Hui, but Chu Yang also heard that this woman was not as simple as a secretary, and she also opened a company.

This time, I didn't go to any nightclub, but went directly to a villa of Mr. Meng to eat.

The car arrived at the door.

This Mr. Meng is quite sensible, and he and Wang Hui stood at the door to greet him.

Chu Yang and Yang Mingyang got out of the car, and this Meng Meng hurriedly walked over, made a gesture of invitation to Mr. Yang, and said, "Welcome Mr. Yang and Mr. Chu, to my humble house for a light meal." ”

Mr. Yang looked around and teased: "Mr. Meng, you are modest, you are still a humble house, then the home of our people is a chicken nest." ”

Mr. Meng said: "Hehe, Mr. Yang, that's it, by the way, next month, I'm going to build a real estate in Shaoyang, do you want to leave you a villa?" ”

This forced real estate business is really big.

Holy shit, why are such people so rich?

The door is covered with a scarlet carpet, the front floor-to-ceiling windows are hung with dark gold woven curtains, and when you walk in, the dining table and chairs are made of dark red openwork mahogany, and the middle of the dining table is inlaid with natural marble discs.

The more you look at it, the more annoying it becomes.

Meng Meng first beckoned Mr. Yang to sit down, and then motioned for Wang Hui to sit down on Mr. Yang's right hand side, and he sat down on the left-hand side, and then invited Chu Yang and several other small bosses to sit down.

Something.

Meng Meng asked, "What kind of wine to drink, I don't have much stock here." ”

Mr. Yang said: "I'm casual, you can do it." ”

Meng Meng asked Chu Yang again.

Chu Yang knew that he would definitely not be able to escape from drinking, so he said, "Let's be mild, I've had a little diarrhea these days." ”

Meng Meng said: "Then drink some wine, how." ”

Everyone should be reconciled, so this Wang Hui got up and took two bottles of Remy Martin.

After a while, the dish came up, Mr. Yang ate a few pieces, and felt a little familiar, so he asked, "This dish is very familiar, it seems to be from Fuguilou." ”

This Mr. Meng smiled: "Haha, yes, Mr. Yang is still knowledgeable, I know that you like to eat Fuguilou, I specially invited their chef to cook a meal at home." ”

Mr. Yang smiled: "It costs a lot." ”

Mr. Meng: "It's not worth mentioning. ”

Mr. Yang asked Chu Yang again: "Chu Yang, what do you think of this dish?" ”

Chu Yang actually thinks it's not bad, after all, it's a master's craft, but he still said calmly: "It's not bad, it's just that there are more big fish and meat, and it's greasy to eat, so it's better to have more vegetables." ”

Meng Meng said with a sigh: "Mr. Chu criticized that there are really no vegetables today, I forgot that everyone is tired of eating big fish and meat, and I am not well entertained." ”

Chu Yang didn't know what he meant, so he laughed at himself: "This may be my personal taste." ”

Eat and drink to your heart's content.

This Mr. Meng proposed to play mahjong.

Mr. Yang naturally said that it was very good, but there were five people, and there was one more person, so Chu Yang took the initiative to watch the battle.

Mr. Yang said: "I'll play for a while and let Chuyang you play." ”

Soon the game was opened, Mr. Yang was very lucky, and he touched a few handfuls in a row, and they played one hundred and two hundred, so Mr. Yang won five or six thousand yuan at once, damn it, this is simply giving money.

However, Mr. Yang didn't seem to be interested, and when he played the fifth hand, he won another thousand six, so he got up and said, "Chu Yang, you come to play, I'm very sleepy after eating, I want to go up and rest." ”

Mr. Meng immediately got up and said, "Well, okay, that Xiaohui, you accompany Mr. Yang upstairs to take a rest." ”

When Wang Hui heard this, her face turned red and white as if she had been fertilized, but she still gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Yang, I'll help you up." ”

So the two of them went.

Chu Yang felt that something was wrong, but he had already been pulled down to play mahjong.

Chu Yang's level is very poor, but he has always won, and he has won more than 10,000 at once, which is as easy as picking up money, is this how these people use this trick to send money.

After a while, Chu Yang didn't want to play anymore, so he asked, "It's almost, I have to go back." ”

Mr. Meng looked upstairs meaningfully and said, "Mr. Chu, let's play again, Mr. Yang hasn't woken up yet." ”

Chu Yang thought to himself, you can toss.

Another half hour passed.

"Which of you won?"

Suddenly, Wang Hui appeared at the card table, her face was crimson, her hair was freshly combed, her hair was not dry, she should have just taken a shower, she pretended to be nothing, but everyone could see that the battle just now was very fierce.

Everyone also replied vaguely, saying that Chu Yang had good luck and so on.

She glanced at Chu Yang and lowered her head embarrassedly.

Hehe.

After a while, I saw Mr. Yang coming downstairs with a red face, why was he walking a little shaky.

"Mr. Yang, are you resting well?" This Mr. Meng asked.

Mr. Yang touched his waist: "Fortunately, it's just that your bed is too soft, and my back hurts from sleeping." ”

Mr. Meng smiled: "Hehe, yes, I'll change a hard bed for you another day." ”

Holy shit, fuck it for so long.

Can you not have back pain?

But with such a big battle today, I guess I don't want anything. (End of chapter)