The day after tomorrow I set off for Beijing and packed my luggage at home in the afternoon. When I heard Du Juan say that Han Zesheng was coming, Fu Song hurried downstairs and greeted Han Zesheng for tea.

Han Zesheng took out a stack of bills from his bag and said, "Mr. Fu, air tickets to Beijing."

Before the establishment of the airline in 1989, domestic air tickets were handwritten or sealed. The tickets for some routes even only had flight dates and itinerary information, which even saved the passenger's name.

The ticket in Fu Song's hand did not have a passenger name. The first line is the flight date, origin and end point, time, "87.617 Qing→Beijing 14:38-16:10"; the second line is the mileage and the aircraft speed, "660 kilometers and 900 kilometers", and the last line is the flight altitude, "10,000 meters".

"Why did there be one more?" Fu Song counted, and there were eight air tickets in total, including seven people, including Liang Xi, Yang Qiaolan, Fu Xia, Li Maocai, Du Juan and Yu Sheng.

"The more one is for Lao Xu. You have to bring a driver and bodyguard around you this time."

Fu Song smiled and said, "You are mean. Lao Xu won't go. There are only two young people who have just graduated from the advertising company. I'm not very relieved. Let Lao Xu stay and support the scene. What about you, why don't you go with me?"

Two days ago, I heard Han Zesheng say on the phone that he would go to Beijing and straighten out the work of the Beijing office before coming back.

Han Zesheng said: "I originally wanted to go with you, but the Municipal Finance Bureau wants to match us to make peace with Xinyuan. I have to give you this face. I will meet Xinyuan's people and see what they say."

After several months of counterattack, Han Zesheng has forced Xinyuan to a dead end. Not only has he cut off Xinyuan's sales channels, but he has held the rural areas and large-scale pig farms in Mucheng area, but recently the summer harvest is over, and he has fought a battle for raw materials with Xinyuan again.

With the help of the sales network of good large feeds throughout the rural Mucheng, Han Zesheng directly asked the feed sales staff to play a guest role as grain buyers. The prices were fair and the same, and he also paid the money and delivered the goods in the same way. The farmers were naturally willing to sell the remaining amount to good large feed factories.

It can be said that Xinyuan has reached the point of being surrounded by enemies, and if you work harder, you can strangle it to death. Why do you have to make peace? Are you stupid?

Fu Song sneered: "The Municipal Finance Bureau is both an athlete and a referee, haha, we are making peace with each other? It's quite beautiful. Lao Han, what are you planning?"

Han Zesheng said: "I heard that the tea from the Finance Bureau is good, so I went to drink tea and blow up the air conditioner."

Fu Song was stunned for a moment, then laughed happily, pointed at Han Ze and said, "Old Han, Lao Han, you are worse than me!"

Han Zesheng said: "Mr. Fu, we will definitely win this battle. The only question is how we can save the fruits of victory and get the most profit at the lowest cost."

Fu Song understood what he meant and nodded, "So you must pass this level of the Municipal Finance Bureau."

Han Zesheng said: "That's the case. Bailingmai and his colleagues are striving for wealth. Although their previous methods are a bit despicable, they have already revealed that they are willing to accept the loss. As for the Municipal Finance Bureau, they have to have both fish and bear's paws, which is a bit troublesome. So I have to stay here for a few more days, and I will definitely not reach an agreement once."

Fu Song said: "Okay, then I'll go to Beijing first. You will meet with me after you finish this matter."

Han Zesheng suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, I received a few resumes from the Beijing office. I couldn't get rid of it for a while. Can Mr. Fu help me check it? I'm afraid I'll be picked up by another company if I'm late."

Fu Song said happily: "No problem, let me tell you the truth. I like to be an interviewer now."

Han Ze laughed and said, "The interviewer is similar to the teacher. I can see that Mr. Fu still can't let go of the profession of teacher."

Fu Song sighed and said, "You really got it right. But there is no way. You are a teacher with a businessman and a fish."

Fu Song couldn't help but feel a little confused after having an extra air ticket. One air ticket is quite expensive, so why don't you refund it.

Just as he was about to call Yu Sheng to refund the ticket, Fu Song suddenly remembered someone, "Yu Sheng, is your sister busy lately?"

Yu Sheng said: "Go to work on time and get off work on time, so you shouldn't be busy."

Fu Songliang showed the air ticket and said, "There is a more flight ticket. Go back and ask her if she wants to go to Beijing for two days."

Yu Sheng stared at Fu Song with wide eyes and said shyly: "Director Fu, this... isn't that good."

Fu Song rolled his eyes and said, "What are you thinking? When you arrive in Beijing, you can accompany your sister to have a good time, so I don't bother with you."

Yu Sheng blushed. It turned out that he had misunderstood. He immediately grabbed the air ticket and said, "I'm going to make the decision for my sister, go!"

When he got home in the evening, Yu Sheng shook the air ticket in front of Yu Xin, "Sister, what do you think this is?"

Yu Xin took the air ticket and saw it, and said in surprise: "You guys take a plane to Beijing, Fu Song is so generous."

Yu Sheng smiled and said, "Sister, this air ticket was given to you by Director Fu. Let's go to Beijing together the day after tomorrow."

Yu Xin was stunned for a moment, stared at her big eyes and said, "What am I going to do?"

Yu Sheng said: "It's fun, haven't you been talking about going to Beijing to have a look?"

Yu Xin bit her lip, hesitated for a while, and shook her head firmly and said, "If you don't go, don't go."

Yu Sheng was confused, "Sister, why are you?"

Yu Xin curled her lips and said, "Do you know why Secretary Liang transferred me to the Scholarship Foundation?"

Yu Sheng said: "Didn't you say she lacks an accountant?"

Yu Xin continued to whisper: "There are so many people who know about accounting. Zhou Hong, the former accountant of the pig farm, is still an old accountant. Why don't you transfer her to her?"

Yu Sheng said: "Zhou Hong was booked by Director Fu, so she immediately went to the advertising company to work as an accountant, which costs more than 600 yuan a month."

"So much?" Yu Xin said enviously. Although the salary increased a lot after being transferred to the school foundation, it was not as exaggerated as Zhou Hong.

"No, sister, don't interrupt, will you go?"

Yu Xin sighed and said, "Brother, you don't know or understand. I understand now. Secretary Liang transferred me to the foundation. He was worried about me and put me under her nose."

Yu Sheng said speechlessly: "Sister, are you thinking too much? Director Fu and Secretary Liang have children..."

Yu Xin smiled bitterly in her heart. Women's intuitions are very accurate. She is not stupid. How could she not see what Liang Xi meant? If she had no ghosts in her heart, it would be fine. The problem is that she had ghosts in her heart.

I used to deal with Liang Xi but didn't think anything about it. Now I meet Liang Xi every day, and I don't dare to look at her directly every time, and I always feel guilty.

Seeing Yu Xin not saying anything, Yu Sheng could only use his ultimate move, "Sister, Director Fu said that after arriving in Beijing, we will go wherever we want, and he is too lazy to care about us. We won't be in line with Secretary Liang, what are you going to worry about?"
Chapter completed!