I bought two kilograms of pig knuckles and three pig tails, and started gnawing on them. When the car arrived at the entrance of the Reform Committee, I saw that the bag of cooked food on the left handlebar was clean, but the bag on the right handlebar was full of bones.
Wiping his mouth, he parked the car, threw the bag of bones into the garbage truck, and strode inside.
As soon as he entered the courtyard of the Department of Macroeconomics, he saw Ma Tianyu in the office from a distance, walking around in a hurry, losing his usual calmness.
Xue Xiang sneered in his heart, but his face remained the same as before. He strode forward and opened the door, "You are too rigid. I asked you to guard the door, but I didn't ask you not to eat. When it's time, lock my door.
, just go by yourself."
Ma Tianyu said, "What should I do as the chief ordered? Chief, look, the drawer is fine, no one has touched it, and the lock is also good!" He pointed eagerly at the new lock that Xue Xiang put on the cabinet where the secret files were kept when he left.
head.
Xue Xiangxin said, "Sure enough, care leads to chaos. There are ghosts in the heart and six senses of uneasiness. Secretary Ma has always been a safe person, but this time he also made a fool of himself. Little did he know that he wanted to hide it. The more he cared about something, he had to pretend to be indifferent.
, If there is no ghost in your heart, why bother to take it out? Don’t you know that this kind of thing will only become darker as it gets wiped out."
But he said, "You guy, if I can't trust you, why should I ask you to look after the house? Okay, it's okay, go ahead and go to the canteen to make up for your meal. I'll call Lao Jiang and ask him to give it to you.
Here are two hard dishes." Then he picked up the phone.
Ma Tianyu repeatedly declined and said, "Chief, please stop being busy. I have eaten and asked someone to help deliver the meal. Since you have nothing to do, I will go back to the office first. There is still a lot of copywriting that needs to be sorted out. You
Busy!" After saying that, he left.
Xue Xiang looked at Ma Tianyu's retreating back. He was a little dazed, and his thoughts suddenly drifted far away like fallen leaves blown up by the north wind outside.
Sometimes I think that for such a simple and mature guy, his growing up experience must have been thorny and arduous, otherwise he would not have been able to become so smooth and harmonious at this age.
Sometimes I wonder how on earth such a smart and mature guy like Ma Tianyu got involved with a mediocre person like Zhang Wuji. To say that he gained fame and fortune by joining Zhang Wuji, but Ma Tianyu is already in his twenties and hasn’t even gotten a minor degree, and considering Ma Tianyu
I'm afraid I can't even look down on someone named Zhang.
Until Ma Tianyu's figure disappeared from sight, Xue Laosan's thoughts wandered for a moment before he took it back. He sighed heavily and turned his attention to the documents in front of him.
After processing a few documents, Xue Laosan put down his pen. He was in a bad mood. Being in a central and important organization, he naturally felt the pressure of inflation more than others. The three previous documents, without exception, were all from the Economic Committee.
In turn, heavyweight local state-owned enterprises requested additional fixed asset investment applications.
Without exception, they are all big projects, not engaged in their own business. They are rushing to develop the home appliance industry and commercial real estate, which are currently popular. They are rushing to launch washing machine and refrigerator production lines and form real estate construction teams.
Xue Xiang, who comes from a later generation, knows better than anyone what the consequences of rushing infrastructure investment will be.
However, this is the central government’s established economic strategy. Today, when state-owned enterprises have fully implemented the reform of appropriation to loans, the profit-seeking nature of state-owned enterprise leaders is understandable.
But this pursuit of profit is disordered and blind. When it gathers in one place, it becomes a torrent. It is simply easy to destroy the current weak price order.
Right -minded chaos, Dingling Bell, Ding Ling Bell, the phone on the table rang, and took it up, but it was Anhai's voice. "Good boy, your Xue family's cub
I think your little girl is not inferior to you, Xue Xiang, she is clever and clever, and she will definitely be a deceitful kid again in the future."
It turned out that An Zaihai finally found out about the little guy playing with Lao Qiang.
It's strange that the method the little guy chose was too special.
At that time, in the ward, she directed the heavy metal group to throw feces bags into Lao Qiang's ward. Then she turned around and sent the heavy metal group to Xinjiekou Police Station to report the crime, saying that Lao Gun beat them and robbed them of money.
Lao Qiang has done many evil things. He has done this kind of thing a lot. Even if it is fabricated, Lao Qiang will not be able to avoid it.
Originally, if an ordinary child reported this kind of case, the police officers at the Xinjiekou Police Station would at most just throw out a few pieces of paper, ask them to write down the situation, and then send them away with the sentence "waiting for notification."
Sure enough, this was the situation that Heavy Metal encountered in the beginning. However, when Heavy Metal filled in the columns of parents’ names and occupations, the situation changed dramatically.
The policeman who received the case took a stack of registration forms and was immediately stunned by the occupations of these naughty fathers.
The father of Heavy Metal turned out to be the No. 1 of the 57th Army. The other four fathers were all, without exception, either the bureau seat or the secretary seat, or they were all at the yamen door.
The policeman, who had never encountered such a situation, was immediately confused and hurriedly reported to Director Qin. Director Qin immediately became paralyzed. It was difficult for him to figure out the situation before he realized that the opportunity had come.
Let the gang of heavy metal brats report the funeral to the seventh and eighth aunts at home, and the rest will fall into place. Director Fang's furious phone call followed, and after scolding Director Qin, he
Director Qin was strictly ordered to dispatch the police immediately to arrest the criminal suspect and bring him to justice.
The drama that followed was just like what happened before.
After the news broke out that there were a lot of people sitting in the office, the child of the chairman was beaten, and the money was extorted, it was not difficult for An Zaihai, the number one in the capital, to receive the news. Then the detailed situation was passed to him. When he saw the old man
After Qiancai had a conflict with a student named Xue Shi from No. 5 Middle School.
If An Zaihai still doesn't know why this drama came about and how to perform it, then there is no need for him to embarrass himself on his current throne.
However, Xue Xiang didn't know the reason for this separation. After listening to An Zaihai's story, he laughed happily.
If others say that he does not teach his younger sister how to be good, but only teaches children to use power to bully others, then he will have to laugh. Who said our family is powerful? We can bully others! As for bullying, it depends on who is being bullied.
A scum like Lao Qiang is still tormenting the little guy, a little devil.
As long as this girl has her own brains figured out, knows how to deal with problems, and no longer just thinks about her brother to solve the problem, isn't that better than anything else?
After hanging up the phone with An Zaihai, Xue Xiang felt much better. In his case, national hatred was really inferior to family prosperity. Who said that Mr. Xue could not be the home of this country at the moment?
He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was still early. Then he looked at the messy documents on the table. He really didn't care about politics. He closed the door, opened the camp bed, closed the curtain, put on the bedroll, turned over and fell on it.
After a while, I fell asleep. (To be continued...)