C141 – Fight for the Job
Wang Guohui was acutely aware that Su Ming wasn’t in need of money. Therefore, he aid to choose a gift that was both practical and thoughtful.
After much deliberation, President Chen was still at a loss. Consequently, he convened a eting of all the company’s senior executives—a highly unusual move. The summoned employees were taken aback, wondering if a significant event was on the horizon.
It was a rare occurrence for Wang Guohui to call for such a wide assembly; he typically preferred targeted etings with relevant departnts. A gathering of this magnitude often signaled a grave issue within the company.
Upon entering the conference room, the executives were in for a surprise. The sole agenda item was the art of gift-giving—a task that required finesse to genuinely delight the recipient.
During the discussion, one employee ntioned that Su Ming had purchased nurous cars, and the hassle of refueling them must be a nuisance. This insight struck a chord with Wang Guohui, who promptly secured a plot of land nearby and commissioned the construction of a gas station.
Building a gas station was no small feat, demanding extensive connections and authority, as well as passing stringent inspections. But Wang Guohui was no ordinary man; a few phone calls were all it took to get the green light.
Gift-giving, however, necessitates an appropriate occasion. Wang Guohui had previously gifted Su Ming three acres of land as gratitude for curing his mother’s illness, but he couldn’t use the sa reason again. A new justification was needed for this latest gesture.
After so thought, it dawned on him that Su Ming had just finished building his villa and was about to move in. Seizing the mont, Wang Guohui expedited the gas station’s establishnt and promptly delivered the fuel card to Su Ming.
“Thank you, Mr. Wang,” Su Ming expressed, “I must say, your gift has truly co to my rescue at a critical ti.”
Su Ming offered a faint smile.
Upon hearing this, Wang Guohui nearly burst into tears. His hard work hadn’t been for nothing.
It seed he would need to continue seeking everyone’s input in the future. Just look at how pleased Su Ming was with the gift! Could just anyone pick out sothing so perfect?
Wang Guohui blinked, taking in his surroundings.
“I’m from the countryside too. As a child, my parents supported through farming…”
“I haven’t had the chance to farm in such a long ti. Mr. Su, you simply must let have a go at it.”
The sentint struck a chord with Su Ming; it was all too familiar.
Could it be that you and President Chen are cut from the sa cloth? Are you two from the sa village by any chance?
Before Su Ming could respond, Wang Guohui had already shed his suit and leather shoes. He grabbed a bucket and set to watering and weeding with practiced ease.
Wang Guohui worked with remarkable efficiency, outpacing even President Chen.
Su Ming watched, gobsmacked.
Was it possible that Wang Guohui and President Chen had orchestrated this behind the scenes?
Sothing about him seed incredibly suspect.
The movents of Wang Guohui and President Chen were nearly identical.
Wang Guohui’s secretary had accompanied him here. Seeing his boss ready to take to the fields, he too prepared to join in.
“Don’t co any closer!” Wang Guohui bellowed.
A sense of urgency overtook him; this was his ti to shine. He didn’t want his secretary stealing the spotlight.
“Go back now. I’ll catch a taxi ho later. Just leave!”
The secretary paused, blinked in surprise, but then nodded in agreent.
Having worked with Wang Guohui for so long, he knew his boss genuinely relished this task.
Wang Guohui was typically a man of swift action. Yet today, in front of Su Ming, he seed like a consort vying for the emperor’s favor.
The secretary figured, let him seek Su Ming’s attention.
He could use this opportunity to head ho for a al.
“Mr. Su, please, go rest! I’ve got this under control,” Wang Guohui urged, seeing Su Ming standing there, lost in thought.
Rooted to the spot, Su Ming could only let out a resigned sigh, allowing Wang Guohui to indulge in his desires.
Su Ming retreated to his room and dove into his video gas. anwhile, Wang Guohui was a whirlwind of activity, tending to the land with gusto. He weeded, watered, and fertilized with zeal, even going so far as to sweep the entire corridor until it was spotless. He took such care with Su Ming’s farm vehicles that not a single tire bore a trace of dirt.
Before they knew it, the clock struck past ten at night. Wang Guohui, though breathless from his exertions, was brimming with pride. Unbeknownst to President Chen, he had unwittingly gained a new rival.
Standing at the villa’s entrance, Wang Guohui lightly rang the doorbell. Su Ming answered, and Wang Guohui, with a hurried smile, said, “Mr. Su, I’ve nearly completed all the tasks. It’s quite late, so I won’t keep you from your rest. I’ll be heading back now…”
“Let walk you out…”
“There’s no need, please get so rest!” With that, Wang Guohui dashed off.
Su Ming sighed and shook his head, stepping outside to check the ti. The corn was on the cusp of readiness. At the construction site, he found it ablaze with light, the workers laboring with fervor. Yet, a few lay sprawled on the ground, sound asleep.
A frown creased Su Ming’s brow, a pang of sympathy stirring within him. He felt a twinge of guilt; he had always provided als for the villa’s builders and insisted they stay at a hotel to rest.
With that thought, Su Ming approached the site. “It’s Mr. Su!” the foreman exclaid, rushing to greet him. “Mr. Su, rest assured, given our current pace, we’ll finish in two days! And since your plots of land are adjacent, I’ve installed a door where your thatched hut once stood, so you can drive the farm vehicles straight through.”
Su Ming nodded in approval.
“There’s no need to push yourselves so hard,” he advised. “Please, don’t overexert yourselves. I’ve booked a hotel for you all; go and get so rest.”
He showed the foreman the hotel reservation on his phone. It wasn’t a five-star establishnt, but it was far from shabby, equipped with computers, TVs, and air conditioning. Su Ming’s choice wasn’t about sparing expenses; this hotel was simply the closest and the finest option available.
“This…”
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