Chapter 1180

Chen Fusheng said with a smile: "you are my secretary, his general secretary Zhao, naturally inferior to you. Everyone but Mr. Zhao has to listen to you! " Chen Fusheng put on a hat for the secretary.

The female secretary nodded with satisfaction. On the surface, the complaints of female secretaries seem superfluous, even adding to the confusion. But I believe that Chen Fusheng will not blame her, but will appreciate her more. On the surface, she did this to add trouble to Chen Fusheng. She was suspected of disobeying the leadership. But it is not difficult to find the special effect in her performance. The female secretary's sense of dependence and belonging to Chen Fusheng, through her rebellious remarks, has been properly demonstrated, which makes Chen Fusheng trust her more. Everyone in the leadership position is the same. When you are ready to go on a business trip, is it better for your subordinates to be cold and clean, or to be reluctant to part with you? The latter, of course. The leader also has feelings. The words of the female secretary just hit the emotional weakness hidden in his heart, making him remember the good of the female secretary, and thus play a role of casting bricks to draw jade.

I have to admire the female secretary's career. At ordinary times, she has been docile and obedient, which is Chen Fusheng's close fitting little cotton padded jacket. When Chen Fusheng makes any arrangements, she creates some small emotions and wins Chen Fusheng's sympathy and trust.

It's amazing!

After sitting in the office for a while, Chen Fusheng stood up first and said, "let's go!"

We got up one after another, and we followed. I don't know why, my heart suddenly into a special worry. Is this trip a blessing or a curse?

During this inspection, Chen Fusheng was quite low-key. Instead of using any luxury car, he chose a Honda Accord to drive himself. This surprised me. Did he pretend to be low-key, or did he want to further hide his identity?

But to a certain extent, Toyota Camry and Honda Accord belong to the same car. It's obviously inappropriate for my boss to take the accord and me to take the same car. So I asked Chen Fusheng to change the car. Chen Fusheng pointed to the full yard car and smiled at me: "all the cars, whatever you choose!"

At this time, sister Mei winked at me. Maybe she thought I didn't think Toyota Camry was up to grade and wanted to change a better car. I smiled at her with indifference and went to the golden cup car which was used to pick up and send new members to the hospital. I pretended to laugh at myself and said, "Mr. Chen is in the elegant Pavilion. As a person like me, it's almost like riding a bicycle!"

Chen Fusheng chuckles and Mei nods with relief.

I then said, "but the bike is too slow. In order to keep up with Mr. Chen, let's open the golden cup."

Qi mengyan frowned and wrinkled: "the king of flattery! Super flatterer! "

Chen Fusheng's surprise was so obvious that he said with a smile: "you really know my heart! Ha ha, this time we go out, just to keep a low profile! I suggest that you and Qi's political commissar should drive a domestic car, which is more in line with the atmosphere of our private visit. Ha ha! Of course, I'm just suggesting! "

He said it was a suggestion, but who dared not accept it? This is clearly a kind of euphemistic order!

I turned to look at a few eyes, a sudden discovery, let me not help but a dismal surprise: originally, all these, are arranged!

I found that in the middle of the parking lot, in a very prominent position, I parked a domestic BYD F3, which looks like a new car.

For a moment, I understood that Chen Fusheng had arranged our car for a long time, but he used the opportunity of driving to test me at random. Fortunately, after years of hard work in the army, I was able to think about leadership, so I didn't dare to choose a luxury car that was superior to Honda Accord.

I smiled, but I couldn't help but pretend to be a little lost: "domestic car, although I don't like domestic car now, it's better than no car! Mr. Chen, where is the car key? "

Chen Fusheng bluntly asked, "are you disappointed?"

I shook my head: "No. Mr. Chen is very considerate. We are paying a private visit in a humble manner, and low-key is the king's way. "

Chen Fusheng nodded: "you can understand!"

At this time, sister Mei approached Chen Fusheng and asked tentatively, "you don't really want Zhao long and them to drive such a broken car, do you?"

Chen Fusheng frowned and asked, "broken car? New car this is! Only when we mix meat and vegetable, can we achieve better effect of private visit. Our trip is not to show, but to check the situation of each project. Driving a domestic car, who would have thought it was the leader of the headquarters of the company who went to inspect it? "

Mei said, "that's what I said, but what if the car breaks down?"

Chen Fusheng said, "do you think all the domestic cars are made of paper? If they are broken, they will be broken?"? I'm still optimistic about this kind of domestic car. BYD has 4S stores all over the country. It's easy to repair. For the sake of the overall situation, we can only keep a low profile! "

Mei stopped talking. Chen Fusheng took out a car key from his pocket and handed it to me: "grievance, domestic car is the same!"

I nodded: "Mr. Chen is right! No one would have thought that the company would drive a domestic car with tens of thousands of yuan to inspect, which would achieve more unexpected results. It's more like Kangxi's private visit! " I laughed at myself and took the key. I felt that I could control the car lock by remote control. With a slight bang, the car was opened.

Chen Fusheng patted me on the shoulder: "it's worthy of my ability, understanding and thinking!"

I said with a smile, "Mr. Chen has lifted me up!"

I cooperated with Qi mengyan to transfer the luggage from the Toyota Camry to the BYD. I looked at the legendary first cost-effective compact car in China and found that it was a low-cost car. There is no disc, no four-wheel disc brake, no reversing radar, let alone air bag, not a single one. But to be honest, from a Chinese point of view, this car still caters to the Chinese consumption concept, with high cost performance, which is the first choice for the middle class. However, as a company with surging thoughts in Japan, I can only hide my hope for the development of domestic enterprises in my heart and silently wish the country prosperity. Still that sentence, if not in the implementation of special tasks, if not in the body into the tiger's den, according to my choice, I still choose the domestic car! Even if its performance is poor, it's comfortable to drive. It's like sleeping with your wife in your arms at night. No matter how beautiful or charming another's wife is, she is also another's wife. She always has a mentality of hating iron but not steel. This kind of psychology is different from being a thief, more different from cheating, but a kind of heartfelt sorrow. Just like the traditional Chinese culture, I have a wife. Why do I always want to sleep with others?

Thinking like this, I couldn't help but smile in my heart. Maybe I have been deeply educated by the party, and I love my motherland deeply, and I love everything the motherland has made. I don't admire foreign countries and foreign countries. I don't envy those limited edition luxury goods. For me, it's enough to drive a domestic car with tens of thousands of yuan, live in a small house with Chinese characteristics, and consume the food and necessities produced in China.

Chen Fusheng personally inspected the accompanying items on the Honda car, and I found that there was almost nothing on it except fishing tackle. Chen Fusheng loves fishing more than I think. Perhaps, fishing for him, is not just a kind of recreation, but the cradle of self-cultivation and wisdom. Compared with his obsession, I sighed to myself. Because Chen Fusheng can extend simple fishing activities to deep-level social interaction, management control and even talent selection. More like what he said, if you fish with the help of heaven and talent, you will eventually fish all over the world. Such a man with great ambition can be called a rare weirdo in the world. The current Jiang Taigong. It is a pity that he used his intelligence in rebellion and reaction. As a result, he could only bind himself.

Before getting on the bus, sister Mei told Qi mengyan and I, "slow down! You Mr. Chen is a strange man. You have to drive yourself. I can't persuade him! "

Chen Fusheng heard sister Mei quietly complaining about him, and stuck out half of her head from the car: "what's wrong with self driving? Can't we fly? "

Mei smiled and nodded to me, but told Qi mengyan, "Xiao Qi, you sit on the copilot and supervise Xiao Zhao for me. Xiao Zhao is driving too crazy. Speed up for him! "

Qi mengyan nodded: "no problem, sister Mei. Don't worry, if he dares to speed, I'll -- I'll screw his ear! " Qi mengyan held out a small hand and scratched it symbolically beside my ear. It was itchy.

Then sister Mei gets on the car, and Chen Fusheng drives the Honda Accord out of the yard. Qi mengyan and I also got on one after another, turned around and followed.

Qi mengyan breathed a deep sigh of relief, stretched out her arms and yawned in a relaxed way: "let's go, remember sister Mei's words, drive slowly!"

I ignored her, following Chen Fusheng's Honda on the Beijing road. In a short time, the car drove onto the highway, Chen Fusheng gradually accelerated, and in a short time, it was over 140 miles! Honda Accord is a powerful car with enough power. It's natural to put it at 140. But when our BYD reaches 120, it seems that it has reached the limit. It's very difficult to add oil. Seeing the car in front of us getting further and further away, Qi mengyan couldn't help his hands Crazy: "Mr. Chen is too stingy. Let's drive such a broken car. I can't speed it up. I'm in a hurry!"

I put her in the first place: "didn't you tell me to drive slowly just now? Why don't you drive slowly again?"

Qi mengyan said: "please, it's high speed now! The slower you drive at high speed, the more dangerous it is! Keep up with the pace! "

About five minutes later, Chen Fusheng seems to have found our lag and slowed down, so we were able to catch up with him, keeping a distance of about 200 meters from his car.

In this way, Qi mengyan was relieved again. He picked up the lollipop and sucked it. While sucking, he sang a song: we were walking on the high-speed road, the traffic was flying, the wheels of the car were turning at high speed, and the sound of the engine was squeaking. We rushed to Shijiazhuang, all the way, but we were confused. Zhao long held the direction tightly and sat on the copilot's seat