Excellent little farmer

Li Guoyong looked up at him, snorted, and said coldly: "The boss has not forgotten you. He even called to ask about you a few days ago."

After hearing this, Zhang Mingbo quickly opened his eyes and asked impatiently: "Really? Secretary Li, don't bluff me."

Li Guoyong touched a card with an expressionless face, knocked on the table with his mahjong, and then played it out. He said coldly: "Of course it's true."

Zhang Mingbo immediately became happy, raised his hand to wipe his forehead, and asked hopefully: "Secretary Li, what does the boss say?"

Li Guoyong pursed his lips slightly, showing a faint smile, and said lukewarmly: "The boss asked, Lao Li! How much does Mingbo weigh now? I said it's still two hundred and thirty pounds, and the boss said, wait a minute. Let’s wait until he weighs 160 pounds. I’ll tell you, that really has to wait until the Year of the Monkey. Now he’s gaining weight even if he drinks cold water. He tried so hard to lose weight last month, but he gained another three pounds.”

Everyone burst into laughter after hearing this. Everyone knew that Li Guoyong was probably deliberately arranging Zhang Mingbo. The so-called content of the phone call he said was most likely a fabrication.

Zhang Mingbo also grinned, moved his fat butt, and the leather chair immediately squeaked! ' With a sound, a smile forced out of the round face, his eyes narrowed into a slit, he pointed at Li Guoyong, pretending to be angry: "Secretary Li, you are not kind! Among the brothers, now I'm the worst offender. You don't talk to the boss and help me find a way out, but you still ridicule me like this. It really makes me sad."

Li Guoyong gave a rare smile, waved his hand and said: "What's the hurry? We can keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood. It's time for others to perform on the stage. Let's just sit down and watch the show. We'll keep a low profile and wait for the opportunity." .”

Zhang Mingbo touched the cup, swallowed the tea with a gulp, shook his head and sighed: "Secretary Li, you are fine now, but you don't know my current situation, it is really miserable."

Cai Wenjie smiled slightly, played a card, and comforted softly: "Director Zhang, please stop complaining. The Department of Culture is actually pretty good. Didn't the province recently issue a document? It wants to build a cultural province."

Zhang Mingbo sighed and said with a livid face: "That's none of my business. It turns out that when I was in the Department of Finance, the deputy directors of the Department of Culture were all respectful when they saw me. But now, everyone They all kept a straight face and slammed the door loudly. It’s so damn grandma-like. The world is so cold! If you say my current situation, I’m afraid I can’t even compare to Secretary Ye.”

I took a card and was already listening. I smiled and said, "Director Zhang, you can't say it like that. How can you compare it to that?"

Zhang Mingbo waved his hand and said with some frustration: "This is the truth."

Li Guoyong snorted and said with some disapproval: "Old Zhang, you can't compare with anyone but him. He became the county magistrate at the age of twenty-six, and he is one of the few young cadres in Jiangzhou Province. Yeah, how can it be compared?"

Zhang Mingbo looked a little confused. He picked up the cup and took a sip of tea to cover up his embarrassment. He smiled coquettishly and said: "Secretary Li said that when I mentioned that I was almost forty, it is really incomparable." .”

I smiled humbly, said nothing, stretched out my hand to touch the tiles, stroked them lightly, turned the mahjong over, and said with a smile: "That's nonsense!"

Cai Wenjie threw the money over and said with a smile: "Secretary Ye is really a victorious general. After coming here all these times, he never lost once. He was so scared that Lao Xiao didn't dare to come."

I chuckled and was about to join in the joke when I heard a knock on the door. He hurried over to open the door, and saw that the person coming was Xiao Yong, the deputy director of the municipal bureau. I laughed and said: "Speak of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is Come on, Director Xiao, come over and play a few games."

Xiao Yong smiled unnaturally, his face looking very ugly. He closed the door gently, followed me to the table, and said in a low voice: "Something happened. I just got the news that Jiangzhou's first secretary committed suicide by swallowing pills." , is being rescued in the hospital."

After hearing this, everyone changed their minds and stood up almost at the same time. After a while, Li Guoyong lost the mahjong in his hand, walked slowly to the window, and murmured: "Jiangzhou, things are going to change..."

I sighed, lit a cigarette, sat on the sofa, frowned and asked, "Bureau Xiao, how is the situation? Can anyone be rescued?"

Xiao Yong smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said in a low voice: "It's hard to say. I heard it's very serious. He took two bottles of sleeping pills and he really doesn't want to live anymore."

Li Guoyong snorted, waved his hand and said: "The scholar is useless and cannot withstand the critical moment. If he dies, the problem will be more serious. I'm afraid Secretary Ji won't be able to explain clearly."

Zhang Mingbo calmed down, picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said calmly: "It seems that the rumors are true. I have heard people say before that Zhou Bohai is very greedy. He dares to take any money and do anything. Dare to do it."

I nodded and continued: "His reputation is not very good, which is a pity! Secretary Ji trusts him too much, but this man is really talented. Many articles have been published in the People's Daily and in the General Office of the Provincial Party Committee It is truly the first pen."

Cai Wenjie sat on the sofa, pondered for a long time, and then said in a low voice: "The question now is, is Secretary Ji okay? Luo Yunhao was just arrested, and Zhou Bohai committed suicide. This is too coincidental, and he is not throwing away his car to protect the commander-in-chief. Bar?"

I frowned, took a puff of cigarette, shook my head and said, "Probably not. When I was in the Provincial Party Committee General Office, I once heard that the third child in Secretary Ji's family wanted to start a company, and he scolded him severely, which made that person angry. The third young master has gone to other places to develop, and among the four young masters in the provincial capital, there is no one from the Ji family. Secretary Ji has always been honest and self-disciplined, and there has been no news about it."

Zhang Mingbo curled his lips and said in a low voice: "That's not necessarily the case. They are hiding very deep. Some things may be just for show. Zhou Bohai's reputation outside is so bad. Isn't Secretary Ji not aware of it at all?"

I frowned and retorted softly: "In front of Secretary Ji, who dares to raise the issue of Zhou Bohai? Generally speaking, they can only say good things. Those who really dare to raise opinions refuse to mention it. Maybe they have been waiting for the opportunity. Let Zhou Bohai rot so that the fire can be burned on Secretary Ji."

Zhang Mingbo glanced at me with some confusion, frowned and said: "Secretary Ye, why do you always excuse Secretary Ji? The current situation is unclear. No one can tell whether he has any problems."

I smiled, didn't argue, and just smoked.

Cai Wenjie smiled slightly at the side and said to smooth things over: "Old Zhang, Secretary Ye used to work in the Expressway Office of the Provincial Department of Transportation. Back then, Xiaoye was in charge of the Expressway Office. Many of the things that Xiaoye was in charge of the Expressway Office were approved by Secretary Ji personally. He has some feelings for Secretary Ji. The feelings are also understandable.”

Zhang Mingbo suddenly understood, squinting his eyes and asked: "Secretary Ye, are you familiar with Zhou Bohai?"

I shook my head and said in a low voice: "That man is very arrogant. Even the deputy secretaries-general of the general office, he doesn't look down on him. He rarely has contact with the division chiefs below, so don't talk about me. This is the head of the little section."

Zhang Mingbo smiled slightly and sighed: "That's it. People can't be too arrogant. Although he has been with Secretary Ji for many years, he has not realized the truth of being an official."

Xiao Yong touched his chin and said solemnly: "It seems that this time we hit the right place. If there was no despair, why would Zhou Bohai commit suicide? I have a hunch that this case must involve many heavyweight officials. I'm afraid tonight , many people will not be able to sleep."

Zhang Mingbo also felt deeply and said: "It is coming fiercely. Jiangzhou is in troubled times now! There will be no peace in the next period of time."

Li Guoyong came from the window, sat next to me, and asked in a low voice: "Secretary Ye, after this incident, there will probably be many positions in the province. You are familiar with Tang Yaowen and Jiao Nanting. Can you ask Jiao Nanting to help Mingbo?" Talking about it, he really can’t stay in the Department of Culture. Secretary Meng is in charge of the organization and still has a big say in the appointment and dismissal of cadres.”

I was slightly startled and said with some embarrassment: "Secretary Li, I can mention it, but it may not be of much use. Tang Yaowen is always very cautious in this kind of matter and never speaks easily."

Zhang Mingbo smiled coquettishly and said: "Secretary Ye, I ask for your help in this matter. Just ask him out. I will talk about the rest."

I smiled, nodded and said, "This is easy to handle. Just wait for my news later."

Zhang Mingbo smiled bitterly and sighed: "It's hard to sit on the cold bench! I only have the title of deputy director, but I'm not even as powerful as the section chief."

I sympathized with him, so I quickly comforted him with a smile: "Director Zhang, don't worry, the difficulty is only temporary. I believe the situation will get better soon."

Zhang Mingbo closed his eyes, raised his hand to stroke his hair, and said helplessly: "With my brother's good words, I hope it will work out as soon as possible."

The few of us chatted for a while, and my cell phone suddenly rang. I looked down at the caller ID and saw that it was Lin Bing. I hurried to the window and answered the phone. Lin Bing smiled and said, "Secretary Ye, I'll call you." We’re in the provincial capital, we haven’t seen each other for a while, when are you free, come over and have a casual meal together.”