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178, the son of Director Dai

178, Director Dai's son

Hearing Dai Jinhua's self-introduction, Zhang Jinsong said in a rough voice: "Dai...Sister, hello, what instructions do you have?"

Dai Jinhua heard that Zhang Jinsong seemed to have drunk a little too much, so she smiled and said, "I'm just asking you to see what style you like in the coffee table."

"Whatever, ah, how do you arrange it?" Zhang Jinsong finished walking the stairs, blinking his eyes and said with a sleepy heart, "Sister Dai, thank you for your concern. I will treat you to dinner in the evening, ah, Zixia Club. Ah, call me when you arrive."

Dai Jinhua agreed with a smile, but did not say much to Zhang Jinsong anymore, so she hung up the phone.

After Zhang Jinsong's phone call ended, Wu Yun snorted coldly and said, "You have so many sisters."

Zhang Jinsong stood still, turned his head to look at Wu Yun, and said with an unhappy look: "Girl, I don't understand, I didn't offend you, right? Why do you always doubt me so much? Are you interested? You said... "

Wu Yun sneered: "What do I doubt you? You are not guilty, are you?"

"What am I guilty? What are I guilty?" Zhang Jinsong seemed a little excited, and he got rid of Wu Yun's support. He looked at her with discomfort because he was uncomfortable drinking too much, "Girl, I tell you, I am your uncle, ah, no, not your boyfriend, ah, you, you are too busy with your care, right?"

"My sister-in-law is not here, I don't care who cares about you?" Wu Yun said with confidence, "You are drunk too much today, I won't tell you!"

As soon as she said this, she was too lazy to care whether Zhang Jinsong could recognize the door, and even more so, she ignored what he was shouting. She turned around and went downstairs quite casually.

Zhang Jinsongmoto wanted to argue with her, but when she saw her going downstairs, she had no choice but to hum and touch the room where he and Wu Ling used to live. But when he pushed, he found that the door was locked and could not be pushed open. He didn't call the waiter, touched the door of the room next to him, pushed it, pushed it open, and walked in shakingly, without taking off his clothes, lay on the bed and fell asleep.

......

After drinking a meal at noon, Zhang Jinsong was not drunk, but when Dai Jinhua called him at Zixia Club, he still felt dizzy and wanted to continue sleeping. Otherwise, he would still be clear in his heart. If he hadn't been in the system, even if he was drunk, he knew the importance of respecting the leaders and uniting colleagues, he would really not want to sit up from the bed.

He reached out and rubbed his face, and Zhang Jinsong realized that the arrangement in the room was not very similar to the one he and Wu Ling lived in. It turned out that drinking was a mistake. Didn’t he identify the door before? Well, he wouldn’t have crawled into the girl Wu Yun’s room, right? As soon as this thought came out, his mind was still confused and suddenly became much more awake.

Tsk, the joke is so big. If Wu Yun knows, it will cause her headache. Zhang Jinsong quickly stood up and swept his eyes roughly in the room. Fortunately, it seems that he went to bed and fell asleep directly after he came in. He did not move her things. Just smooth the sheets and it will be fine. It will be unknown!

He did it as soon as he thought of it. It took almost no time to do it. Zhang Jinsong easily smoothed the bed sheet. As for the quilt on the bed, he did not move around. He just pressed it after falling asleep. He could see that the original stacked shape was enough to restore the pressed part to its original state.

After returning the quilt to its original state, he couldn't help but be glad that he had good sleeping habits and did not move around much. Otherwise, he would have to pull the quilt on the bed, and there would be nothing he could do now.

With this kind of gratitude, Zhang Jinsong met Dai Jinhua.

"Dai, I'm sorry, I'll wait for a long time." Zhang Jinsong greeted with a smile, then reached out and said, "Let's go, you'll have to eat, drink and have fun tonight. Don't you rush back, right?"

It's not a comparison with the unit here, he thinks it's better to call a position.

"That's good." Dai Jinhua laughed and said as she walked, "If you come to you, you will arrange it. I will just come here today to eat."

After arriving at the private room, Zhang Jinsong said to Dai Jinhua: "Dai, drink some red wine? Or some white one?"

"The two of you don't drink white wine, right?" Dai Jinhua waved her hand, "It's still a red wine bar, nourishing people, not harming your body."

Zhang Jinsong was so kind that he wanted to drink red wine. He drank too much at noon today. At this time, he didn't know if he could swallow it if he could smell the white wine again.

Waiting for the time to serve, the two talked about some interesting things in life, and laughed endlessly. After the dishes came, Zhang Jinsong waved his hand and asked the waiter to go out, raised his glass, changed his name and said, "Sister Dai, I'll give you a cup. Sister, you have to take care of me in the future."

Dai Jinhua felt very comfortable when she listened to Zhang Jinsong's flattering words. She raised her cup and said with a smile: "Don't make fun of your sister. I hope you will take care of her."

Zhang Jinsong's heart trembled. How did Dai Jinhua say this? What do you mean to make you happy? Please, we are just colleagues, not lovers, okay? Even if I want to make you happy, I will not find you.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt that Dai Jinhua might be suspected of eating tender grass by an old cow. Zhang Jinsong did not dare to come up with a lot of words in his stomach. After drinking, he expressed his sincere gratitude to her about the issues he had arranged in his office tomorrow, and then talked about work. Of course, he did not take the initiative to involve the relationship between the leaders in the bureau. He simply asked Sister Dai to help him out with his current Zixia Mountain development issue.

Dai Jinhua's idea was nothing new, just to go out for inspection and go out for more walks. Zhang Jinsong knew that her purpose was not to investigate, but to travel with public funds. After all, the Tourism Bureau was too clean before. A department-level unit had only the top leader with a special car, and the rest of the people had to be sent by the office. The car, the deputy department-level leader, was really cheap. Although such an unit would not be as poor as a leader, it was too unrealistic to want to play around as blatantly as other good units.

Now, the Municipal Party Committee has sent Zhang Jinsong, and Zhang Jinsong seems to have some tricks, so he has the courage and means to do things, not to mention that the kid has the support of the municipal party committee leaders? In the future, the welfare of the bureau will probably fall on him. Ordinary cadres and employees will go out once every two years, and the bureau leaders will go out several times a year. This is not a problem, right?

Zhang Jinsong expressed his gratitude to her for this idea and understood in his heart that this deputy director is probably not the kind of person who is very enthusiastic about work. He basically doesn’t have any expectations when talking to her about work.

Dai Jinhua was not interested in talking about work. As soon as this idea came out, she changed the topic and praised Zhang Jinsong for being so young that she had reached her current position. Then she began to criticize her own children, saying that the children were disobedient, they were disobedient when they were studying, disobedient when they worked, and they were disobedient when they were in love!

When Zhang Jinsong heard her say this, he could only follow this sentence: "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Young people nowadays are very independent. They have their own worldview and paths they like to walk and are suitable for walking. You, let go of your heart. As long as your children are filial and live happily, then you can wait and enjoy your happiness."

He now has a little bit of a leader's aura, and he speaks a young man at once, which is quite easy to say.

"What blessings are you enjoying? I can't worry about it." Dai Jinhua shook her head and said helplessly, "That filial son is filial, but he is too independent. When he was studying, we wanted him to study economics, so he signed up for the police officer's university. After graduation last year, he asked him to stay in the municipal bureau, and he insisted on going to the grassroots level! Alas..."

Zhang Jinsong was a little surprised when he heard this. Dai Jinhua's husband is now the deputy director of the Municipal People's Congress, and she is also the deputy director of the Municipal Tourism Bureau. Such a family is quite amazing in Suijiang. They will raise such a unique son? Zhang Jinsong did not doubt what Dai Jinhua said about letting her son go to work at the Municipal Bureau. Although both of them are not in any key departments now, there will still be such a little face. How difficult is it to promote the public security system? Zhang Jinsong can see from Shi Sanyong's incident that Dai Jinhua's son actually took the initiative to go to the grassroots level, which is indeed a bit different.

Zhang Jinsong didn't quite understand that Dai Jinhua mentioned that this matter was just a parent, or something else, so he smiled and said, "Now those young people are so irritable that they just want to work in the office and don't want to go to the grassroots level. If your children can calm down, this can be seen that he is a person who is willing to do things and must have a bright future in the past."

"Oh..." Dai Jinhua sighed with a rare sigh and said, "Who can tell you what's going on in the future? Since your brother-in-law went to the National People's Congress, it has not been so easy to do something. The public security system... He is a criminal investigation again. I'm not afraid to tell you. I'm worried every day."

Zhang Jinsong followed her words and said, "Criminal investigation... is indeed dangerous, but it is relatively easier to make contributions."
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