After going to work on Friday, Zhou Jing was a little nervous. He was flipping through documents in his hands, but he glanced at the door from time to time, fearing that Deputy Secretary Yu Manting would notice that someone had touched the file bag, and something would be revealed.
receive the severest punishment.
Through observation in the morning, he found that Yu Manting did not behave abnormally, so he felt much more relaxed. The big stone pressing on his chest finally fell to the ground. However, despite being thankful, Zhou Jing still reminded himself secretly to try to be more cautious in the future.
, don’t take such risks, after all, not every time you walk on the tightrope, you can successfully cross the cliff.
What's more, Zeng Qinming's career prospects were unclear, and it didn't seem worth taking too big a risk for him. When he got off work at noon, Yu Manting came out of the office with a bag, explained a few things, hurried downstairs, and got in.
Get in the car and drive away.
Zhou Jing went to the agency canteen, had lunch, and returned to the office. After busying for a while, he finished the things assigned by Secretary Yu, and then went to the back room to tidy up the table. He cleaned out the teacups and ashtrays and put them away again, but unexpectedly
I discovered that on Yu Manting's desk, there was an open black leather notebook with a line of small regular script written on it, which was very eye-catching: "I want to be like that lonely crane in the middle of the night, walking alone."
Chewing over and over again, he found it very interesting. Zhou Jing couldn't help but smile, retreated, returned to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out the notes Wang Yannian left for him. He studied it carefully. This work diary was also
Wang Yannian's political experience contains some words that are heartbreaking and cannot be spread, otherwise it will definitely cause an uproar.
For example, as written in the middle of a certain page: "In official circles, you can tell lies, empty words, and clichés, but you can't tell the truth. Many times, whoever tells the truth will collapse. In a sense,
Speaking of it, officialdom is a very special performance stage. Everyone involved is an actor. Although the roles are different, they are all following the main melody, reciting lines and reaping benefits. Over time, it has become part of the rules of the game. Who knows?
Whoever refuses to tell lies is a real fool and cannot stand at all!"
Although it was a bit extreme, Zhou Jing felt that this was the truth. Moreover, similar complaints could be seen everywhere in this diary, which made him doubt whether this was Wang Yannian's handiwork. However,
, after reading it several times, Zhou Jing gradually felt relieved and somewhat understood that the more deeply a person hides himself, the more unknown he is.
At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Zou Fangheng came, pushed the door in, walked straight to the sofa and sat down, lit a cigarette, and started smoking. His expression was very ugly, his energy was a little listless, and he looked listless.
, as if he had just suffered a serious illness.
Zhou Jing handed over the tea, sat next to him, and asked with a smile: "Why, the conversation with Secretary Li last night was not ideal?"
Zou Fangheng nodded, dusted off the cigarette ashes, and sighed: "Not only is it not ideal, but I also received a scolding. This is really a good companionship for you. I told Secretary Li directly last night that I want to go back to school to teach. I just want to go back to school to teach."
However, he didn’t approve it and asked me to think about it again.”
Zhou Jing smiled slightly, took out a cigarette and put it on, shook out the light blue flame, dropped the lighter, took a deep breath, exhaled a faint smoke from his mouth, glanced at Zou Fangheng, and said with a smile: "
Section Chief Zou, don’t act out of your emotions. Secretary Li can criticize you and not approve your resignation, which shows that he still values you. Otherwise, he can just nod his head in agreement and be happy to have his ears clean."
Zou Fangheng was silent for a while, then nodded and said with a smile: "Zhou Ke, what you said makes sense, but I can see that Secretary Li has been poisoned by Liang Baocheng and is obeying his words. If this continues, there will be big trouble sooner or later.
"
Zhou Jing frowned, took a puff of cigarette, dusted off the cigarette ashes, and said in confusion: "I haven't figured out the situation in the office these days. I always feel that Secretary-General and Liang Baocheng are actually Secretary Li's people.
The palms and backs of the hands are full of flesh. It’s okay if he doesn’t level the bowl of water. How could he completely side with Liang Baocheng and point the finger at the Secretary-General?”
Zou Fangheng sighed, waved his hand and said: "This is also something I can't figure out. Maybe there are other things that we don't know clearly."
Zhou Jing smiled and nodded, then asked tentatively: "Zou Ke, when you said you wanted to go back to teaching, were you just saying it out of anger, or have you already decided to go?"
"I've decided to leave!" Zou Fangheng clapped his thigh, turned his eyes to the door, frowned and took a puff of cigarette, and said in a low voice: "Although we had a big fight last night, we were still sincere. Secretary Li also said that, I am like this
His personality is that of a nerd, and he can’t achieve great things!”
"Maybe it's just an angry remark, don't worry about it!" Zhou Jing smiled slightly and whispered: "Zou Ke, don't be too angry. In fact, many times, the leaders have considered everything. We may only see the leaves.
There’s just no forest in sight.”
"Maybe!" Zou Fangheng smiled bitterly, put out his cigarette, raised his hand and pointed to the back room, and said softly: "Secretary Zhou, is Secretary Man Ting not here?"
Zhou Dingding nodded and said with a smile: "I took a call at noon and went out. It must be some entertainment!"
Zou Fangheng snorted, a little disappointed, drank a few sips of tea, and stood up to leave. Zhou Jing sent him to the door, and happened to catch a glimpse of Liang Baocheng passing by. Liang Baocheng also noticed the two of them, and glanced at them with cold eyes, and he snorted.
With a loud sound, he left with the aloof attitude of a victor.
There was nothing going on in the afternoon, so Zhou Jing closed the door, picked up his cell phone, and called the little beauty Li Siyan. The two chatted casually and passed the time. It was not until before leaving get off work that the red landline on the desk rang, and he hurriedly hung up the phone. , picked up the microphone, put it to his ear, frowned and said: "Hello, hello."
"Xiao Jing, it's me, Zeng Qinming!" A burst of hearty laughter came to my ears, and then Zeng Qinming said very warmly: "Secretary Zhou, if there are no other arrangements tonight, I will pick you up and let's go out and relax.
.”
Zhou Jing smiled slightly, shook his head and said: "Mayor Zeng, let's forget it. We are on the cusp of the storm now, so don't stir up trouble anymore."
Zeng Qinming smiled, waved his hand, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, I know what's appropriate. After get off work, go to the side street behind the municipal party committee compound. There is a flower shop there. Wait for me in front of the flower shop!"
"Okay, it's so mysterious, it looks like a spy connection!" Zhou Jing smiled and nodded, hanging up the phone helplessly. He didn't want to have too much contact with Zeng Qinming, as it would be easy for the news to spread, and Yu Manting
He and Wei Heping knew that they would definitely doubt themselves. Of course, since they were inviting people so warmly, it would be a bad idea not to go. It would leave the impression of being self-conscious and looking down on others.
Twenty minutes later, Zhou Jing packed up his things, locked the office door, walked downstairs, pushed his bicycle out of the yard, and turned to the side street behind the municipal party committee compound. As soon as he arrived at the door of the flower shop, he heard
Hearing a few beeps of car horns, he listened and saw a black Passat driving over and stopped on the side of the road. The window was pressed down. Zeng Qinming took off his sunglasses, waved and shouted: "Xiao Jing, get in the car."
Bar!"
Zhou Jing smiled, parked his bicycle, walked around, opened the door, sat in the passenger seat, and said with a smile: "Mayor Zeng, where are you going?"
"Take you to a fun place!" Zeng Qinming put on his sunglasses, slowly turned the steering wheel, walked around the intersection, and headed southeast. After passing the gas station, he walked a dozen miles and got on the west side.
Highway, heading south again.
Half an hour later, the car got off the highway and drove for a while, stopping at the entrance of a resort. The uniformed security guard read the license plate and hurriedly let him go. Zeng Qinming drove the car to the west of the yard. After it stopped, he and
Zhou Jing opened the car door and got out.
At this time, two middle-aged men came over. The man in front was short, with a ruddy complexion, and looked like a leader. The man behind was tall and thin, with thick myopia glasses on the bridge of his nose, and looked like an intellectual.
appearance.
"Hello, Mayor Zeng!" The two of them came to Zeng Qinming and stopped at the same time, greeting each other with flattering faces.
"Old Chen from the Education Bureau, and Old Xu from Qingyang No. 3 Middle School." Zeng Qinming stopped, introduced the two to Zhou Jing with a smile, then nodded at them and whispered: "This is me
My friend, I work in the municipal party committee."
After hearing this, the two people naturally did not dare to neglect, and greeted Zhou Jing enthusiastically. They naturally knew that Zhou Jing was so young, but was introduced as a friend by Zeng Qinming, so he must have a good background. However, since Zeng Qinming said it in a vague way,
, they were inconvenient to ask further questions.
After standing by the car and exchanging pleasantries, the four of them chatted and laughed, walked slowly forward, bypassed the fountain, and came to the restaurant on the west side of the resort. Accompanied by the waiter, they went up to the third floor and opened the door.
At the door of the private room, I saw several beautiful women standing up inside. These women looked very fresh and had a very good temperament, much like young female teachers.
Zhou Jing's sharp eyes spotted Zheng Xiuzhen in the crowd at a glance. She was wearing a white shirt on her upper body and a black one-step skirt on her lower body. The skirt covered her knees, and her long and well-proportioned legs were wrapped in white transparent stockings.
, wearing red high heels on her small feet, she looks gentle, pretty, graceful, and full of the charming charm of the beautiful woman next door.
Zheng Xiuzhen has obviously been carefully retouched. Her beautiful and dignified face is painted with light makeup, her eyebrows are long and slender, she also wears light blue eye shadow, and her charming lips are also painted with deep red lipstick, making them plump.
Translucent and extremely sexy, those peach blossom eyes are watery and overflowing with a different kind of spring. And the beauty mark on the white and tender lower jaw is even more attractive to people's eyes.
After Zeng Qinming entered the house, he was startled when he saw Zheng Xiuzhen. He felt that the woman in front of him was extremely outstanding among several beautiful women. The look of her lightly painted eyebrows and lightly swept eyebrows suited his taste perfectly.
But I don't know where this beautiful woman appeared from. Her whole body exudes a natural charm that is alluring and sinful, which makes people feel dry and flustered.
"Mayor Zeng, these are all teachers from our No. 3 Middle School." Principal Xu from No. 3 Middle School came over and introduced Zeng Qinming with a smile. Several beautiful female teachers came over one after another, shook hands with Zeng Qinming, and smiled.
He said hello: "Hello, Mayor Zeng."
When it was Zheng Xiuzhen's turn, Zeng Qinming shook her little hand, squeezed it secretly, nodded with a smile and said, "Okay, Teacher Zheng, nice to meet you."
"Me too, Mayor Zeng!" Zheng Xiuzhen pursed her lips and smiled, then turned her eyes to Zhou Jing and chuckled: "Xiao Jing, are you here too?"
Everyone around him, including Zeng Qinming, was stunned for a moment. Zhou Jing smiled slightly, nodded and said, "I came here with Mayor Zeng, sister-in-law Xiuzhen, why are you here too?"
Zheng Xiuzhen's beautiful eyes moved, she glanced at Principal Xu, then pursed her lips and smiled: "It was Principal Xu who said hello and asked us to come and accompany the leaders."
Zhou Jing hummed and glanced at Principal Xu, with a slightly dissatisfied expression on his face.
Zeng Qinming turned sideways and asked curiously: "What, are you an acquaintance?"
Zhou Dingding nodded and said calmly: "She is my friend's wife. Her husband is the head of Qin Township and works in Hetu Township."
"Ah, no wonder, Mayor Qin is so lucky to have such a beautiful wife!" Zeng Qinming was a little disappointed, knowing that with Zhou Jing present and the identity of this woman's lover, he couldn't get involved, otherwise, there would be trouble and loss.
After that, he waved his hands and said with a smile: "Okay, let's sit down. All of us are sitting down. These teachers are all heroic women on the education front. They are also active party members and model workers. We are usually very busy at work.
When you come here today, you need to relax, eat well, drink well, play well, and don’t be restrained!"
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