Unable to think clearly, Yan Botao had no choice but to visit Xue Xiang, hoping to find out something so that he could re-evaluate the director Xue in front of him.
Xue Xiang wanted to continue laughing, but then he thought, "Since this guy wants to know something, let's tell him something, so as not to worry about me all the time in the future." He then said, "That's all, you are not an outsider, so I don't need you.
To hide it from you, I have a relationship with the Beijing Municipal Committee No. 1
I had some old friends with him, and he was an elder with whom I could talk. I told him about my experience at the Xicheng Branch. Unexpectedly, the chief took it seriously. After careful investigation, he was implicated, and only then did he discover the story behind the pilot project at the Xicheng Branch.
, it was completely rotten, so we stopped it in time.”
The highest level of lies is seven points true and three points false.
It is not a secret at a certain level that Xue Xiang and An Xi are close, and Yan Botao has also heard about it. However, in his opinion, Xue Xiang can also interact with three generations of An family's descendants, how could he possibly hook up with An Zai?
Hai is such a towering figure.
This time, after hearing what Xue Xiang said and thinking about the quick response of the Beijing Municipal Committee, I immediately concluded that the development of the matter would be exactly as Xue Xiang said.
In an instant, Yan Botao was in awe, holding Xue Xiang's hand and saying, "That's it, that's all, let him let go of the past. If there is anything in the future, we two brothers will communicate more. You don't need to take it to heart at all what some people say.
Commissioner Fang doesn't like him, even if he talks to him
Come on, argue with him. In front of such a person, being kind, courteous and thrifty means you will suffer a loss. Okay, that’s all for today. I’ll treat you to a guest tomorrow night and invite Director Wuji to come too. I think he and you are getting along quite well.
Let’s get together together. We are all good friends.”
Xue Xiang agreed, and Yan Botao left with satisfaction.
After Yan Botao left, Xue Xiang's office still didn't calm down. People from the Reform Coordination Office and the Supervision Office, which he was in charge of, came to report on their work one after another. This was the first time since he took office. In the past, he would call people.
Only then did someone come to the door.
There was no call this time, but people came to the door one after another. There were even comrades who were not in charge of the department.
Xue Xiang thought, "Everything in the world is the same. This status can only be earned by fighting, and dignity can only be won back with two fists. In the grand government compound, I thought that everyone should perform their own duties. Each has its own place and status.
The high and low levels are orderly. Unexpectedly, in the end, we still have to fight for status with our fangs."
Just when Xue Laosan was sighing that "status is achieved with fists," the little guy was squinting his eyes and getting angry, thinking about whom to beat to vent his anger.
It turns out that in the class just now, the math teacher announced that the good ones will help the bad ones, the good ones will help the bad ones, the advanced ones will help the lagging ones, one by one, and the pairs will be matched with the red ones.
After class, based on the results of the previous math test, the students freely formed teams. As a result, everyone had a match, but no one paid attention to her.
It stands to reason that her grades are not bad, she is ranked in the top ten in age in Yuying City, and in this fifth middle school, she is even more outstanding. Such top students should be the partners of poor students, but no one cares about her classmate Xue Shi.
The student with the worst grades, Sniffle Zhang, was too lazy to get close to her. He would rather not pair up than ask her to help. Her classmate, Xue Shi, became a total annoyance.
"Hmph, if you don't want me to help you pull them down, I won't care about you!"
Classmate Xue Shi muttered, slammed the flip-top table shut, put his hands in his trouser pockets, swung his shoulders and walked out of the classroom.
I ran five laps on the playground, climbed up to the parallel bars, did a few abdominal lifts, then sat on the bars and watched the boys playing football on the playground.
The poor dribbling, poor shooting, and one-on-one attack mode made Xue Shi, who had watched many professional football games, hold his nose.
"Hey, Xue Shi, why are you hiding here? I didn't even find you in your class. Let's go and attack the city together."
The speaker was a chubby little fat man, not tall, with a pot-shaped head, and a simple and honest face. As he spoke, he also handed over a popsicle. The white paper on the cover was wet. It was obvious that he was holding it in his hand.
Been there for a while.
Xue Shi jumped off the parallel bars, took the popsicle, tore off the sealing paper, quickly put the half-melted popsicle into his mouth, and said with a smile, "Dazhuang is good, you will always remember me. Let's go, it's free to be idle."
Come on, let's go play for a while, and we'll try to knock them all off their feet."
Because Xue Shi spilled candies when she first arrived in the dormitory, she offended several core girls in the class, and the news spread. All her classmates looked at her, a young lady transferred from another school, with colored glasses.
After a while, it turned out that Miss Xue Shi was indeed not a member of the same class. She was top-notch in studies, not well-fed in food and clothing, and did not even speak in a Hutong tone. She was even-keeled and lacked the flavor of a stock market person...
Such a series of unusual things naturally made her the most conspicuous one. Even the classmates who wanted to get close to her were worried that if they got close to her, they would be isolated by all the classmates.
Just like that, classmate Xue Shi's career in the fifth middle school had a miserable beginning. He had no friends, was envied everywhere, and his mood was bright only for a few days.
Occasionally, after school, I saw someone misappropriating this little fat boy's pocket money. Jin Yong's martial arts, which he had watched a lot when he was a child, finally had an enlightening effect. Classmate Xue Shi's chivalrous spirit broke out and he held up a brick to scare away the bad boy.
In this way, he and the little fat boy formed a good relationship. Unexpectedly, they were in the same grade and the little fat boy was in the next class. After going back and forth, they became good friends.
His classmates didn't want to see him, but classmate Xue Shi mostly followed the little fat guy around in the next class.
The two were talking and laughing, and walked towards the west playground. Suddenly, they saw a circle of people gathered around the east playground. Classmate Xue Shi was very lively. As soon as he grabbed the little fat guy, he ran there. Before he got close, he heard someone.
Noisy shouts, "Hold one, hold one..."
Classmate Xue Shi squeezed left and right, and soon dragged the little fat man into the crowd. He immediately saw four or five tall boys surrounding a girl of the same age in the middle. The girl was delicate and pretty, which was very pleasing to the eye.
After taking a closer look, I realized that it was the little fat man's neighbor Zou Xuehua, whom I had talked to before.
At this moment, a tall and thin boy stood in front of Zou Xuehua. He was 1.75 meters tall. He stood out among his peers. Even Xue Shi, a classmate who stood out for his height, was half a head shorter than this man.
The tall man was wearing bell-bottom pants, a leather jacket, and a pair of toad glasses that almost covered half of his face. It was the standard attire of a gangster nowadays. He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand, kneeling on one knee, looking affectionate, but looking at Xue Shi.
The classmate did not spit it out.
She has really seen the world, and what bothers her most is that these country bumpkins imitate foreigners and engage in such vulgar romance.
Zou Xuehua's face was swollen and flushed. She lowered her head and couldn't help but move her steps. But wherever she moved, someone immediately blocked the way there. She was so anxious that she almost shed tears. (To be continued...)