The wine at noon was arranged by Song Hua from the Ministry of Electronics Industry.

Minister Song is an old friend, and Xiong Baizhou cannot help but drink a few more drinks. This drink makes Song Hua over. The secretary cannot help Song Hua, who is tall and big, and Xu Fanliang and Tao and Shan both go to help, and then send Song Hua home.

Song Hua's wife Mao Wenjie is also a northerner. She is straightforward. While scolding Song Hua, she thanked Xiong Baizhou: "Thank you, comrade, thank you for your hard work, please send him back and sit down and have a glass of water."

She directly regarded Xiong Baizhou as the secretary of a leader.

Xiong Baizhou smiled: "Sister-in-law, you are so polite."

When Mao Wenjie heard the title of "sister-in-law", she knew that she had made a mistake. The person in front of her actually had a relationship with Song Hua and his peers.

Song Hua's secretary explained: "This is Mr. Xiong Baizhou, the boss of Zhoumei Electric Appliances in eastern Guangdong. Minister Song invited him to dinner at noon."

This passage first shows Xiong Baizhou's identity, and then points out the relationship between Song Hua and Xiong Baizhou. Although it is just a short sentence, the information given is enough.

Mao Wenjie showed a sudden enlightenment expression: "It turns out it is Zhou Mei Electrical Appliances, I have heard of it."

Xiong Baizhou won't really investigate whether Mao Wenjie has heard of Zhou Mei Electrical Appliances. These are trivial matters. Xiong Baizhou has a gentle smile on his face and opens his briefcase in his hand, as if he is looking for something.

Song Hua's secretary was very clever and said in advance before Xiong Baizhou turned it out: "Director Mao, then I'll go back to the office first."

Tao Yushan also quickly followed: "Ran Mi wait a moment, I have something to ask for advice."

These are all people with a sleek mind. Although giving gifts is not uncommon, the fewer people know the better.

Xiong Baizhou naturally knew this truth. There was only one envelope in his bag, but he dragged it downstairs to Song Hua's secretary and then reached out to take it out.

Mao Wenjie knew what was going on when she saw this attitude and immediately became serious: "Boss Xiong, our old Song never accepts gifts or money."

According to Xiong Baizhou's understanding of Song Hua, there is no problem with respect within the normal range, but he will never want to exceed the red cordon.

Therefore, the amount Xiong Baizhou prepared was exactly below that line.

"Sister-in-law, you misunderstood."

Xiong Baizhou put the envelope on the table and said sincerely: "This is an agreement between me and Brother Song during the meal."

"Agreement?"

Mao Wenjie thought there was a secret agreement between the two.

"Just just now, Brother Song mentioned that his father-in-law and mother-in-law are old and will catch a cold when he stays in Yanjing in winter. I told him that it would be better to send his uncle and aunt to eastern Guangdong. The climate there is warm and the elderly live comfortably."

"Brother Song thought it was good at that time and agreed." Xiong Baizhou looked at the envelope on the table: "This is a plane ticket."

Xiong Baizhou did not say "air ticket money", but only said "air tickets", which sounded more like a reduction of Mao Wenjie's resistance.

Seeing Xiong Baizhou so young, he actually called his parents "uncle and aunt", Mao Wenjie wanted to laugh a little and thought to herself that you are about the same age as my daughter, so calling her grandparents is not a loss.

Did Song Hua mention this? It really happened. However, it was not during lunch today, but it was said during his inspection in eastern Guangdong, but Xiong Baizhou remembered it in his heart.

This envelope was prepared before coming to Yanjing.

However, Mao Wenjie refused: "Old Song didn't have a good idea, and he also told the outside world about the family that we can arrange even if we send the old man to eastern Guangdong. Boss Xiong is too polite."

Xiong Baizhou shook his head: "Aren't the party now implementing a work program that anyone proposes to be responsible? I should be responsible for this matter when I propose it."

"In addition, this is also what Brother Song agrees. If my sister-in-law doesn't believe it, you can go and ask."

Mao Wenjie wanted to ask, but Song Hua was snoring in the bedroom.

After Xiong Baizhou finished his instructions, he was about to go out. Mao Wenjie couldn't stop him and could only take out a long gift box from the storage room: "If you don't accept it, you can take the envelope away."

"Then thank you sister-in-law."

Xiong Baizhou was not polite either, so he took the gift box and went downstairs.

Song Hua's secretary and driver have already gone back to work, while Xu Fanliang and Tao Yushan are still waiting downstairs.

Xiong Baizhou threw the gift box back casually and asked, "Has Mi Ran accepted it?"

It turned out that Tao and Shan and Secretary Song Hua went downstairs together, not only to avoid the scene at that time, but also to make another move.

Tao Yushan nodded: "I accepted it, he said thank you for your kindness."

Xiong Baizhou stopped asking more questions, sat in the car with a calm face and closed his eyes to rest.

The atmosphere of the environment is often determined by the person with the highest status. Xiong Baizhou suddenly had a bad face. Tao Yushan and Xu Fanliang felt worried. Xiong Baizhou did not open his eyes until the vehicle started slowly.

At this time, the vehicle was driving on Chang'an Street in Dongcheng District. When he looked up, he saw the solemn Monument of the People's Heroes, standing tall and unyielding.

Until the vehicle passed for a long time, Xiong Baizhou still turned his head and looked at it until he could no longer see it.

"Old Tao."

Xiong Baizhou suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter, big boss?"

Tao Yushan responded immediately.

"After returning to eastern Guangdong, you donate some money to the martyrs' families in the name of Aisheng Electronics."

Tao Yushan didn't expect the boss to make this request suddenly, but the matter was easy to handle, so he immediately responded: "How much do we want to donate?"

Xiong Baizhou thought for a while: "It's about 55,000 yuan."

Both 50,000 and 50,000 are easy to understand, but what does this dollar mean?

Tao Yushan reacted quickly and immediately thought of the amount in the two envelopes just now.

Because the amount of donated money is just one dollar more than the sum of two envelopes.

Seeing Tao Yushan's gradually understanding eyes, Xiong Baizhou didn't explain much, but just sighed: "People, you always want ghosts and gods to know when doing good things, and ghosts and gods to not know bad things, so I might as well do good things and bad things together, so as not to make things difficult for ghosts and gods."

Tao and Shan nodded silently, some things are always inevitable.

Human relationships are an important concept that affects communication psychology and behavior and plays an important role in interpersonal interactions. However, human relationships themselves are very abstract and need to be expressed in some specific mediums, such as money, gifts, favors, services, solutions to problems, power, etc.

But human feelings are not necessarily bad things. As a potential social relationship, people internalize and follow it, and form cultural concepts unique to Chinese society, they will form strong cohesion in some aspects.

How to deal with these things correctly, Xiong Baizhou can only find such a way to "deception" by "self-deception".

"Lao Tao, just use this as a system, give away a favor, and donate it when you go back, and at least one dollar more than a favor." Xiong Baizhou reminded him seriously before getting off the car.

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Song Hua slept until the evening. He covered his dizzy forehead and couldn't help but curse: "Damn Xiong Baizhou, he has a good alcohol tolerance."

When Mao Wenjie heard the movement, she came in with a glass of boiling water and handed the envelope to Song Hua.

"What's going on?" Song Hua opened it and looked at it, frowned and asked.

After Mao Wenjie explained the matter clearly, Song Hua sat beside the bed and was silent for a while, and said, "Xiong Baizhou is a man who trusts you. Have you ever returned the gift?"

"I'm back, I'll give him a box in the storage room."

"What?"

Song Hua was shocked and ran out before he even had time to wear his shoes.

After a while, Song Hua was only heard wailing loudly: "That is the calligraphy post of Mr. Qi Gong that I have been begging for a long time. The market price is 20,000 yuan per foot. Xiong Baizhou, who is killed in heaven, can buy at most two words for 50,000 yuan."
Chapter completed!