Portable Museum

Chapter 136
Father Qiu listened to the report of the Director of the Materials Bureau today. While he was happy for Zhang Junping's achievements, he was also worried about Zhang Junping.

Zhang Junping is too courageous.

Too adventurous.

This is a good thing and not a good thing.

If you, as an ordinary buyer, have this adventurous spirit, it is worthy of praise.

However, as a leading cadre, if you take risks like this and do things eccentrically, you will easily make mistakes and cause big problems.

"Dad, I know what you said.

The responsibility of the Material Bureau is the unified purchase and marketing of materials.

After the chief designer came to power, the country brought order out of chaos, and our economic development continued to accelerate.

Then, the district continuously assigned various tasks to the bureau.

Rubber, steel, cement, wood, and coal were dispatched one task after another.

Those are the only ones in the plan. If you need to complete the tasks in the district, you have to go the wrong way. "Zhang Junping explained with a wry smile.

"Well, your tasks this year are really heavy." Father Qiu nodded.

"Dad, I'm not complaining.

I really like the job of a buyer, and I feel very fulfilled.

Regardless of how the supplies were obtained, watching the supplies being loaded into BJ by trucks, the sense of accomplishment is not comparable to giving me a minor department or a regular department. "

"It's good of you to think so!

You are still young, do a good job in a down-to-earth manner. Father Qiu nodded in satisfaction.

"Stop chatting, you two! Come and eat quickly." Mother Qiu put the dishes on the table, seeing that the two were still talking, she came over to call for someone.

"Okay! Eat! Let's have a drink later." Father Qiu stood up and walked to the dining room.

"Okay!" Zhang Junping followed into the restaurant.

"Swallow, take out the 20 years old wine that your dad brought last time." Father Qiu ordered Qiu Wenyan.

Because Zhang Junping and Qiu Wenyan were already engaged, and they had changed their minds at that time.

"Pingzi, the two of us don't drink too much, we only have one drink each, and we eat after drinking." Zhang Junping took over the wine jar and poured the wine, and Qiu's father hurriedly set the rules.

But he knew that his son-in-law could drink as much as he wanted, and even the whole family couldn't drink enough for his son-in-law.

"Mom, why didn't elder brother and sister-in-law come?"

"Your elder brother has a mission in the army, and he has been living in the barracks recently.

Your sister-in-law has returned to her mother's house today.

Leave them alone, let's eat ours. "Qiu's mother said and picked up a chopstick for Zhang Junping.

"Try this. This is a dish made with the Hericium erinaceus you brought. I don't know if it suits your taste."

"Mom, the braised Hericium erinaceus you made is no worse than the restaurant's chef." Zhang Junping boasted flatteringly.

Qiu Wenyan stuck out her tongue at Zhang Junping, complaining that Zhang Junping is a sycophant.

"It's not as exaggerated as you said. I just did it blindly. The main thing is that the material is good." Qiu's mother said with a smile.

After eating, Zhang Junping rushed to help put the bowls and chopsticks into the kitchen.

Originally, he wanted to show off and help wash the dishes, but was kicked out by Qiu's mother.

In the Qiu family, although Qiu's father is the head of the XC district, there is no domestic staff in the family, and Qiu's mother is busy inside and out.

Absolutely good wife and mother.

Zhang Junping returned to the living room.

Father Qiu had already started smoking a cigarette after dinner.

Seeing Zhang Junping coming in, Father Qiu threw Zhang Junping a cigarette.

"Dad, who is the secretary and director of the Caishikou Sub-district Office?" Zhang Junping asked directly.

"what happened?"

"There's a pigeon market over there at Caishikou."

"What is the relationship between that Pigeon City and you?"

"It didn't matter before, I just traded some things in the pigeon market.

It turned out that the stubborn master who controlled the Pigeon City was folded some time ago.

Now I am very comfortable in controlling the stubborn master of Pigeon City. "

"Pigeon City belongs to a gray area, so don't meddle in it."

"Dad, I don't intend to intervene, and I don't like those three melons and dates in Pigeon City.

The main reason is that there are many good things that can be obtained in the pigeon market.

For example, I got this from Pigeon City. "Zhang Junping took out a cigarette from his satchel and put it in front of Father Qiu.

Father Qiu stood up.

He stared at Zhang Junping and asked, "You received this from Pigeon City?"

"Yup!"

"How is this possible?" Father Qiu stared at the special giant panda on the coffee table with an incredulous expression on his face.

This cigarette, at his level, is out of reach at all, and occasionally snatching a pack from the leader will make him happy for a long time.

As a result, my son-in-law actually received a whole piece from the pigeon market.

"Dad! Although Pigeon City is a gray area.

But you can't deny that Pigeon City is indispensable.

It is a supplement to the existing economic system, it is spontaneously initiated by the common people, and it is also a self-regulation during the development of the economic system.

I have no intention of making money through Pigeon Market.

It's just that no matter what you do, there are always people under your hand.

And in my profession, I need to meet people from all walks of life.

But Pigeon City is a place full of fish and dragons, where many impossible things will happen. "

"Yeah!" Father Qiu nodded, expressing his approval, "If you have anything to do, you can go to Zhao Yunfei, he was my former secretary."

This is Qiu's father giving Zhang Junping a cut.

Being in a high position, Father Qiu naturally understands that whether he is an official or a businessman, he must have helpers under his command.

"I know Dad.

For the time being, I don't plan to come out on my own.

I asked that stubborn master to go to Zhao Guan by himself. If he can continue the previous relationship, then everything will be as usual.

If it doesn't work over there, I'll go to Secretary Zhao again. "

"Hmm! You can figure it out yourself." Father Qiu nodded noncommittally.

My mind is still on the cigarette in front of me.

This smoke had too much impact on him.

After chatting with Qiu's father for a while, Zhang Junping took his leave.

Back to the courtyard, just after eight o'clock.

Zhang Junping went into the house to pick up things and started delivering them door to door.

Naturally, in exchange for a piece of praise.

I almost praised Zhang Junping as the contemporary Meng Changjun, the modern timely rain.

Of course, I don't know if someone will call Zhang Junping a fool behind his back.

However, Zhang Junping didn't care either.

The chick knows the ambition of the swan.

What he wants is a reputation, a good reputation that anyone who mentions it will give a thumbs up and boast about benevolence and righteousness.

Anyway, I'm leaving, so I don't need to care about Shengmi En fighting Michou.

After delivering the things, Zhang Junping returned to his home.

Take out a wolf fur mattress and spread it on the bed.

This bed at home is not suitable for a tiger skin mattress.

We can only make do with the wolfskin mattress for the time being.

Just as the mattress was laid, Qin Shumei opened the door and walked in.

"Sister Qin, haven't you rested so late?" Zhang Junping looked at Qin Shumei who walked in, and asked with a smile.

"No!" Qin Shumei looked at Zhang Junping with complicated emotions.

"What's the matter? I haven't seen you for over a month, miss me?" Zhang Junping teased.

"Go, a dog can't spit out ivory. People who are about to get married are still in shape all day long." Qin Shumei spat with a red face.

"Haha, being married, what does it have to do with you thinking about me?" Zhang Junping laughed.

"I heard that you are moving out?" Qin Shumei looked at Zhang Junping and asked quietly.

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(End of this chapter)