It is precisely because of this that Yang Benyi pays more attention to official power and status. Since face is not given by others, he can only keep it by himself... If you look up to others above others, you must look up to yourself below others.
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"Old Yang, what time is it now? Why hasn't Beibei come back yet? Call her quickly and ask." Yang Benyi was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper after dinner, and his wife said worriedly.
"Oh, Beibei is not a primary school student anymore. She knows what she can and cannot do. If you worry about her this and that all day long, it will easily arouse Beibei's rebellious mentality. She is originally rebellious at this age.
The age when mental health is at its most severe, and I am an educator myself, so why don’t I understand this?" Yang Benyi replied impatiently.
"You know! Beibei is a girl, not a boy. She hasn't experienced anything since she was a child. If she suffers a loss, it will be too late to regret it. Do you want to fight? If not, I will!" Yang Beibei's mother pinched her.
Waist, face darkened.[
"Okay, okay, I'll call... Every time I call Beibei, I can only hear Beibei's impatient voice, ugh." Yang Benyi shook his head, took his cell phone and was about to dial, but the button still wouldn't work.
Without pressing the button, a strange phone call happened to come in...
Yang Benyi was immediately unhappy. Since it was a strange number that did not display his name, the caller must not be an acquaintance. He might have asked him for help through connections, and he didn’t even look at what time it was. He was asking for help through connections.
It would be foolish not to choose a time to go to work...
Although he complained a few times in his heart, Yang Benyi was not disgusted with things that could reflect his official status, so he pressed the answer button and asked impatiently: "Hey, who is that?"
"Is that Deputy Director Yang?" A rich male voice came from the receiver.
Yang Benyi was even more unhappy... What is Deputy Director Yang? After being the deputy director for ten years, what Yang Benyi hates the most is the subtitle in front of his name. Who introduced this? There must be a limit to ignorance.
, Do you have to poke him where it hurts? Yang Benyi thought bitterly, and made up his mind that no matter who this person trusted, he would never help him solve the problem.
"It's me, who are you?" Yang Benyi replied unhappily as he puffed up his stomach.
"I'm Duan Junhai, and I have something to discuss with you." The rich male voice on the other end of the receiver didn't have the slightest hint of flattery. Although he was talking about discussion, his tone seemed to have a commanding meaning.
Duan Junhai? Who is it? Yang Benyi felt that the name sounded familiar at first, but he didn’t think much about it. He was just very dissatisfied with the other party’s attitude. Who did this person think he was? He called Yang Benyi and still dared to have such an attitude.
, I am too confused about my position.
"It's too late today. Let's talk about anything at work tomorrow." Yang Benyi frowned and said, and then hung up the phone without caring about what the other party had to say...
"Who is it? I'm calling you so late." Yang Beibei's mother asked strangely.
"I don't know him. He said his name is Duan Junhai. He probably wants to ask me for help." Yang Benyi replied casually. He took the phone and wanted to continue calling Yang Beibei, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind...
…Duan Junhai? Qingjiang Municipal Party Committee Secretary Duan Junhai?!