Zhang Hongcheng separated the wood very skillfully, without keeping anyone in suspense or deliberately whetting everyone's appetite.
I didn't even listen to the conditions proposed by this group of people.
He only left four large logs for the guesthouse, and the other twelve logs were neatly distributed according to the level of the visitors and the order of their needs.
Naturally, there were some who were happy and some who were sad at the scene.
But everyone was speechless.
As for the four large pieces of wood left in the guesthouse, they said they would be useful to them, so they didn't want to keep them.
Zhang Hongcheng's action of directly dividing the wood without listening to the conditions of all parties made more people realize how true the rumors about Zhang Hongcheng being "kind" were.
Of course, some thoughtful people also have some doubts - could this guy have other intentions?
They were actually right to worry, as a saying goes in later generations - the cheapest is often the most expensive...
However, they don't need to worry too much about what happens next. Comrade Zhang Hongcheng has always been kind and gentle in his work, and when you finally make your contribution, you will understand it clearly, feel comfortable and willing to do so.
Deputy Section Chief Xiao had just returned to the union and a group of people in charge had just finished sighing when Zhang Hongcheng's phone rang on time.
"Chief Xiao, we at the guesthouse are aware of your difficulties. You need this wood more than we do."
"How about this? We're keeping these logs in the guesthouse to make beds, cabinets, and other things. Do you have any old beds or cabinets you don't want?"
"We'll just use the old one first. We can't let the construction of your union hall drag on..."
Deputy Section Chief Xiao and several union leaders were almost in tears after hearing this.
Why are these comrades from Northeast China so honest?
In order to support our union in expanding the auditorium, they secretly gave the wood they were going to use to themselves, and they would rather use second-hand goods. This, this, this is of course not acceptable!
Unexpectedly, Section Chief Zhang became anxious.
"Two large logs for your expansion. It's a deal, GMs. Stop dithering. Find a truck to haul the logs, and I'll bring some people over this afternoon to pick up your junk."
The atmosphere in the entire union office was very low because of shame.
"No," the leader frowned and threw away his cigarette butt, "We have to check our inventory carefully and make up for it with our comrades in the Northeast!"
Deputy Section Chief Xiao nodded.
"So we have all those old cabinets and beds?"
The deputy director laughed.
"Speaking of these old beds and cabinets, we do have them. They might not be useful to others, but they are no problem to use in a guesthouse."
Naturally, Zhang Dahou's selfless and impartial appearance also hides his own ulterior motives.
Fatty wrote in a letter that the Qingpu Trade Union Warehouse in the early 1980s was a treasure that everyone coveted!
There are countless out-of-date furniture and objects collected from all over Shanghai, which have been piled up in the warehouse in Qingpu for more than ten years and no one dares to use them.
The old-fashioned furniture inside is enough to run four or five guesthouses.
According to Fatty's description in the letter, after the reform and opening up, before the items in the warehouse entered the second-hand market, a team of experts from the museum and professors from various universities first swept the place several times, and it is said that they always returned with a full load.
So, two big pieces of wood count as a ball.
Zhang Hongcheng, along with his girlfriend, Jian Yong, Chen Shuang and several other temporary workers, rushed to the Qingpu Trade Union that afternoon.
It’s not that he’s not reserved enough, but he really can’t hold back his saliva.
"Chief Zhang, thank you so much!"
The union director (those two words were not approved) excitedly shook Zhang Hongcheng's hand vigorously.
"You can take all the junk here, but you must accept our little gift!"
The two gangs were so polite to each other that they almost came to blows.
One group of people insisted on stuffing a bunch of canned food, side dishes and other things into the van, and another group of people refused to let them go.
They all really put in a lot of effort.
Zhang Hongcheng is not good at looking at furniture, especially furniture from the Republic of China before liberation.
Fortunately, his girlfriend, who has a good taste and has been abroad in her previous life, can buy whatever she wants.
Many people from the union also came to help, and the sun area at the door was filled with various kinds of furniture.
Chu Miaohong initially focused on choosing complete, restorable sets, but later on she just treated it as browsing on Taobao and never got tired of it.
Zhang Hongcheng was responsible for standing guard at the door with Deputy Section Chief Xiao to register and count.
Originally, the union didn't want to register and let them take whatever they wanted, but Zhang Hongcheng insisted on registering.
These days it’s better to be more meticulous about some things and not leave any loose ends for others.
There are some things in the warehouse that cannot be touched, such as furniture that is too Western in style.
Of course, since they were going to decorate the guest rooms of the guesthouse, some calligraphy and paintings, bottles, etc. that were not a problem were also at Zhang Hongcheng and the others' disposal.
Jian Yong went to the gas station twice in one day to refuel, and the engine of his second-hand van almost started smoking.
The union immediately gathered a group of people to deliver the furniture that the guesthouse had chosen using a cart.
After four or five days of hard work, all twelve suites in the former expert building of the guesthouse were equipped with complete sets of furniture.
Of course some of the furniture still needs repairing and repainting.
Zhang Hongcheng borrowed a few experienced craftsmen from a furniture factory with which he had business dealings to help him, and the job was done quickly.
As for the calligraphy and paintings and porcelain vases that he had brought back to use as decorations, Zhang Hongcheng found an excuse to be cautious and locked them all in the small warehouse of the guesthouse.
The only key is in Chu Miaohong's space.
And several of the things that he and Chu Miaohong liked the most were directly placed into Chu Miaohong's space.
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