The old man calmly resolved the embarrassment very skillfully.

This is absolutely true, and it is said with full confidence and certainty.

Who would have thought that he also omitted several words at the end - gatekeeper.

But having said that, I am afraid of meeting a master who is smart and knows how to follow the rules.

No, another art editor brought up another issue.

"Anthracene...I understand. Is the jade work on the Kowloon Bead Palace Lantern your work? Did you learn from the Liu School? Or the Wang School? The exquisite red jade ball under the dragon's head, the craftsmanship is amazing.

It’s amazing…”

For this reason, Kang Shude couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

"That... you are wrong again. However, I am familiar with the people who do the jade work for the four palace lanterns. I can introduce you to them..."

"Ah! So that's what happened! You are the leader of the jade factory, so disrespectful..."

What's going on? Look, it's not over yet.

Perhaps the attributes of the master and apprentice were too similar. Just when Kang Shude regretted his words, he had to accompany the two art editors to practice Tai Chi.

In the main hall of the Shenku in the courtyard of Beishen Kitchen, Ning Weimin, who was drinking tea and chatting with several guests of honor and waiting for the award ceremony to begin, was unexpectedly attacked from two sides.

Why?

Just because the director of the Temple of Heaven was so happy to see the grand ceremony of today's awards ceremony, he was already a little fuzzy even before he drank.

He is an impatient and straight-tempered person, and he was born as a worker and peasant cadre.

Now that we have learned about Ning Weimin's transfer back to the head office, we finally sat at the same table as Song Huagui today.

Therefore, for the sake of the Temple of Heaven, the Temple of the Palace, all the employees of the two units, and for the sake of Ningwei's people, he did not hesitate to join in and bluntly brought up the things that had been lingering in his heart for a while.

Son.

"Mr. Song, you see, your company has many talents. I heard that your ordinary employees are all proficient in foreign languages, and almost all of them are highly educated college students. If this is the case, Wei Min should be the right one.

?”

"But our Temple of Heaven and Tan Palace are not good. Everything we do here depends entirely on him, and we really can't do without him. So I have a merciless request. For the sake of our cooperative relationship, can you please,

Are you going to give me some face and bring back the Wei people?"

"I know that he made an oversight in his subordinate's work, and he has to go back to the head office to clean up the aftermath and make amends. But it's been more than a month, so it should be about the same. I would like to thank you on his behalf. Please show your respect.

Bar."

"I'm a rough man, I won't say anything if I have anything to say. I really don't want to play tricks on you. I just want you to agree to let me thank you in any way. No matter what the conditions are, as long as we can do it, there will be no problem..."

What is this called?

This is called three poles if there are dates but there are no dates.

If you don’t ask, there will definitely be no chance. If you ask, it will happen!

But it must be said that as soon as Song Huagui said this, he was stunned immediately.

She couldn't help but wonder if Ning Weimin had something on his mind that prompted the principal to say this.

But when he turned around to look at Ning Weimin, he was also embarrassed and surprised, and he even looked at her innocently.

Then I felt relieved, knowing that it was the director who took matters into his own hands.

"Don't say that. How can I not give you face? But I'm afraid you really misunderstood this matter. Because I didn't say anything. This Weimin is a thoughtful person. He

No one can stop what you want to do. In fact, I wish you could keep Wei Min. At least in this way, his people are still in the capital, right? I can find him if anything happens.

Ah. So it’s me who begs you, please keep him for me?”

Needless to say, it was the director of the Temple of Heaven's turn to be confused.

The old man immediately looked at Ning Weimin eagerly, his eyes full of question marks.

"Wha, what? You...are you still planning to leave the capital? Where are you going?"

Song Huagui couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene, and happily became a melon-eating crowd watching the fun.

Just wait and see how Ning Weimin and the director of the Temple of Heaven break through this layer of window paper.

Ning Weimin, who was completely unprepared for this, had no time to think about it and could only tell the truth.

"Director, that's it. I...I plan to go to Japan this year."

"Ah? How come you don't reveal anything? This... this... this can't be done. Are you just going to leave Tan Gong alone? You kid, are you just talking? Why did you agree to come to me in the first place?"

"No, no, you misunderstood again. I am going out just for our Dan Palace. Let me tell you clearly, I am going to Tokyo to open a Tan Palace branch! I didn't want to hide it from you. I originally planned to finish this work

Duan, I’ll calculate it with you..."

Another shock like lightning and thunder.

The director looked at Ning Weimin and felt so complicated.

He felt that this kid was just like a big onion.

There is always one layer of wrapping and another.

Why does this brain look so big?
Chapter completed!