"Let's talk about dinner another day!"
Duan Shan wiped his sweat and said, "By the way, what's Boss Tian's name?"
The fat boss said, "Tian Yuzhu, her husband is also in the army, and he is a military wife. There must be no problem with his integrity."
"Okay, I'll ask her first if she's sure about this, so I don't embarrass myself first."
As a result, Duan Shan walked to the car window and asked Tian Yuzhu.
This woman, who seemed too young in his eyes, looked very confident. "Please rest assured, Manager Duan. I can't guarantee anything else, but I can guarantee that I can authenticate antiques 100%."
So confident?
Duan Shan was still a little skeptical: "Then you guys go back to the guesthouse and wait for my call."
While he was speaking, Tian Yuzhu opened the car door and got out.
"Then I'll leave it to you, Manager Duan."
Tian Yuzhu pretended to shake hands with him and stuffed a hundred yuan into his hand.
One hundred yuan is not a small amount of money. Duan Shan’s monthly salary is only more than 30 yuan.
He saw the color in front of him and knew how much it was, so he immediately stuffed it back in: "No, no."
The fat boss saw this and naturally helped Tian Yuzhu. He covered Duan Shan's hand with his big, broad hand and said, "This is a little gift from Yuzhu. Just take it if I ask you to. Don't be polite."
Why are you being polite?
Duan Shan had a bitter look on his face. He felt obliged to do what he had received from others. He had to work hard to help.
The fat guy is doing more harm than good.
Tian Yuzhu smiled and said, "Manager Duan, please don't force me. I should give you a thank you fee regardless of whether the matter succeeds or not. This is what I should do."
Then Duan Shan received several signals from the fat boss, and he felt helpless.
"I'm so sorry, I have to go back to the factory first. I'll call you this afternoon."
"Okay..."
Tian Yuzhu gave him a few instructions, asking him how to introduce himself to the factory director.
…
Duan Shan felt a dull headache as he walked back to the office.
When he retired from the army when he was young and joined the Red Star Textile Factory, it was because the factory director at that time had some friendship with his old father.
Later, after the old factory director retired, the superior unit transferred a new factory director from another province.
The new factory manager is in his fifties, has a strange temper and is difficult to get along with.
Now he gets a headache every time he goes to hand in documents to the factory director.
Especially during those months when sales were slow, I would get scolded every time.
Now I have a hundred yuan in my pocket, but I feel very panicked.
Suddenly the phone on the table rang, startling Duan Shan. He took a moment to answer it.
"Hello!"
"Hey, Old Duan, has your factory paid wages today?" It was his daughter-in-law's voice on the other end of the phone.
He blurted out, "My dad's high blood pressure medicine is out of stock and needs to be sold, and my son wants a new pair of sneakers... Old Duan, can you hear me?"
"I heard it."
Duan Shan said impatiently: "Wait, I'll bring the money back after get off work."
The person on the other end of the line complained, "Why are you so proud? I only paid you thirty bucks, that's all."
Beep, the phone is hung up!
His wife's voice seemed to still ring in his ears, and Duan Shan raised his hand and pinched the corner of his eyes.
I took a deep breath, mustered up my courage, walked out of the office and knocked on the door of the factory director's office.
Shen Laiyun, who is in his fifties, is the head of the Red Star Factory. He has been in office for three years and knows everything about the people and things in the factory.
Hearing the knock on the door, he quickly put down the purple clay teapot in his hand and said, "Come in."
"Factory Director." Duan Shan pushed the door open and walked in.
"Xiao Duan, what's the matter?"
"That's the factory manager. I want to introduce you to someone..."
Duan Shan was so nervous that his throat tightened. He wanted to say something in his own way.
In the end, he listened to Tian Yuzhu's words and introduced it in detail.
As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Laiyun raised his voice: “Who, who are you talking about, say it again?”
It’s over!
Duan Shan thought that seeing the factory director’s reaction was so strong, he would be scolded again.
He could only bite the bullet and say, "She's my comrade's adopted sister, Tian Yuzhu, and she's into antiques..."
"Yes, tell me the last sentence. Who is her master?" Shen Laiyun interrupted him.
"Master... I learned from Mr. Gong."
“Okay!”
Shen Yunlai suddenly slapped the desk, which scared Duan Shan.
"Ha, I scared you. Sorry, I was just too excited!" Shen Laiyun rubbed his hands with joy.
"You know, Xiao Duan, I have a friend who just came back from Myanmar a few days ago. Rumor has it..."
…
On the way back to the city, the fat boss couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"Boss Tian..."
"Just call me by my full name, or call me Xiaotian or Yuzhu." Tian Yuzhu interrupted him with a smile: "We are so familiar with each other, calling each other names is unfamiliar."
The fat boss's eyes lit up immediately: "Then I can call you sister like Lao Hu."
"Sure, I'll call you Fatty from now on."
"Yes, I'd love to."
The fat boss was so happy!
When he gets back, he will have to show off to Hu Weiguo that he has accepted this girl.
He continued to ask with a smile: "What is the background of your master, Mr. Gong?"
Mr. Gong!!!
Tian Yuzhu pursed her lips and smiled.
If nothing goes wrong, he will be her future son!
When I first used the name Mr. Gong, I just wanted to find him.
Unexpectedly, he ended up making things worse and ended up advertising for his unborn son.
At this time, Tian Yuzhu said with a smile: "He has a great background, is wise and kind, is a successful person, and is also a great philanthropist."
"He was so intelligent that he knew everything from astronomy to geography, and antiques were only a small part of his vast knowledge. He happened to be interested in this subject, so he taught it to me."
After hearing this, the fat boss widened his eyes and said, "Oh my God, there are such powerful people in the world. Sister, please help me get in touch with someone. It would be great if I could meet Mr. Gong once."
"Just wait and see, he's quite busy."
Tian Yuzhu smiled and couldn't help but touch her belly.
After the two returned to the city, Tian Yuzhu bought two kilograms of oranges and two cans of fruit, and went to the hospital to see Hu Weiguo with the fat boss.
Hu Weiguo is lying on the bed!
Jinju was enjoying peeling apples to feed him.
They saw it as soon as they entered, and the fat boss definitely wouldn't miss the opportunity to tease his brothers.
"Hey, Old Hu, you're really good at enjoying yourself. A grown man is like he's in confinement after childbirth, and you even let Xiao Jin feed you directly. What's going on? Let me see, your hand is broken too?"
"Go away." Hu Weiguo's old face turned red.
Jin Ju said embarrassedly: "Yuzhu, you are back, how are things going?"
Tian Yuzhu handed her the gift and told her what happened today.
After listening to this, Hu Weiguo said, "That's definitely true. Everyone has heard that the director of the Red Star Textile Factory likes to collect antiques. But it depends on whether Old Duan can convince him.
By the way, if Lao Duan convinces him to come out for a meeting, you must ask me to come along. My ribs are just cracked, not broken, so it's nothing serious."
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