"Hehe, what should I do next, Zhang Mingjie!" Jia Yan sat on his spacious office sofa with a sneer, and touched the leather sofa armrest with nostalgia.

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The office building of the Second Light Bureau, which is the fastest update, is a headquarters of the original Northeast Suppression General Xiucheng, and is located on the most prosperous central avenue in Xiucheng.

If you carefully surround the passers-by, you can even be on the outer wall of this building, the craters and bullet holes made during the bloody battle of Xiucheng.

Even after being baptized by the flames of war, this building did not appear dilapidated at all, but stood out among the Soviet-style tube buildings built after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The office of Fan Hanjie, the commander-in-chief of the Northeast Suppression of Xiucheng, has now become Jia Yan's territory.

Oak floors and American wallpaper have not changed color for more than 30 years, and in a large office of more than 80 square meters, there is a set of leather sofas and pine desks.

"Commander!"

"Ahh

Jia Yan's secretary didn't knock on the door, just pushed the door open and walked in.

There was no one in the big office on the left and right, and he pouted helplessly.

To say that the biggest opinion of Jia Yan in the bureau now is his secretary.

The reason is very simple, he doesn't have his share in the house, and it would be very good for Director Jia to keep a set for himself, and his secretary really can't take care of it.

But on the other hand, this secretary Xiaoice followed him for three years, but it was Jia Yan's authority that was damaged for three years, and the whole was a lame bureau chief.

That is to say, he actually did not receive much benefit as secretary to the director.

If you don't get it, forget it, why do you have to do the work arranged by the organization?

I should respect the old and love the young, and stand on the last shift.

What if you're lucky, but the new director is also selected as a secretary?

Even if you don't have this good thing, in the end, you can go to the company below the Second Light Bureau to be a small factory director or something, and your life can be more nourishing.

But when it's coming, what kind of Zhang Mingjie of the Industrial Bureau are you messing with?

Who doesn't know that now Zhang Mingjie is implementing Wang Yichun's line, what should he do if he is evil to Mayor Wang?

Oh.

Within a few months, you were retiring.

Leave me a little secretary waiting to bear the wrath of the new director?

If you don't pave the way for me, forget it, you don't have to pit your own secretary like this!

Everyone in these two light bureaus can take themselves out, but only the secretary is basically labeled as a leader, and when the new director doesn't clean up, who will he clean up?

If you don't look like you're cut off from your predecessor, how can Mayor Wang's anger be vented?

So the whole second light bureau.

The one who most opposed Jia Yan's pressure on the Industrial Bureau was his secretary Xiaoice.

In addition, Lao Jia doesn't have a few days to mess around.

This Xiaoice's attitude can be imagined.

"Director?"

With a click, Xiaoice unscrewed the doorknob of the small lounge in the office, pushed it open and probed inside, and there was a small lounge of more than twenty square meters in Fan Hanjie's office back then.

And Jia Yan was lying on the bed in the small lounge at this time, sleeping in a huff.

"Director, wake up, Director Zhang of the Industrial Bureau is here!"

The elderly slept lightly, and Xiaoice pushed it slightly.

Jia Yan woke up.

Being pushed to wake up halfway through sleep is not a comfortable thing anyway, not to mention that Lao Jia is still dreaming.

I dreamed that I had a new house before retirement, and my grandson married a beautiful granddaughter-in-law with a beautiful new house that was renovated, and then added a great-grandson to him - I dreamed that when my great-grandson soaked urine on his face, he was pushed awake by Xiaoice.

Well, it should be a dream.

"Zhang Mingjie? You just tell him that he has no money and nothing to talk about! I'm a person who is going to retire, and I'm not afraid of anything!"

Although he is an old man, Jia Yan's wake-up anger is not bad at all.

"Director, I'd better meet you, it's a young man who came with Director Zhang, and he said his name was Hu Wenhai. ”

"Huh, Hu Wenhai, this name sounds familiar. ”

"That little blue pill that your son picked up recently. It is said that he invented it, and the mayor of our embroidered city-"

A complicated look flashed on Jia Yan's face, he sat up from the bed and said, "Okay, I remember who it is, let them in." ”

......, "Hey, speaking of which, it's the first time I've come here in the Second Light Bureau, and the conditions are good!"

Hu Wenhai is a bit of a scene.

Looking up and down the interior of the building.

The entrance is a five-meter-high double-storey hall with large tiles on the floor, a tactile solid wood staircase, and dim lighting.

If a full-size oil painting of the chairman is hung on the front of this hall, it would not be good to cosplay the defeated soldiers?

He thought about it, but he didn't remember what year "Armageddon" was filmed, and he didn't know if Bayi Factory would accept social investment...... "Director Zhang, Mr. Hu, Director Jia, please come in." ”

Secretary Xiaoice came down the stairs, but quite attentively led Zhang Mingjie to the door, sent them to the door of Jia Yan's office, and helped open the door.

"The office of the director of the two light bureaus is really a capitalist style-"

Zhang Mingjie also came to the Second Light Bureau for the first time, and most of the exchanges between him and Jia Yan were in the meetings of the city government, and in private, he was basically in a state where the king did not see the king.

"More than that, I'm considered imperialist extravagance, right?"

Speaking of which, Hu Wenhai vaguely remembered that this building was later supposed to be the location of the Xiucheng branch of the Construction Bank, and it was suitable to use such a building as a vault.

It can be used as an office space for government departments, which is indeed a bit excessive.

After 20 years, whoever is exposed to working in this kind of place will be sprayed to death.

"Director Zhang, it's rare for a distinguished guest to come to the door. ”

Jia Yan yawned and walked out of the small lounge, and greeted with a smile: "This - you are Hu Wenhai, right? ”

Jia Yan sat on the main seat behind his desk, as if he regarded Zhang Mingjie and Hu Wendao as his subordinates.

"Director Jia, I won't say polite words, the Industrial Bureau urgently needs a sum of money to replace the equipment in order to win the project introduced by Mr. Hu. You're making a joke about the economy of Embroidery City when you're doing this now!"

"Who was kidding you?"

Jia Yan also glared at him, and snorted: "Your Industrial Bureau can recover the funds of my Second Light Bureau if you have no money, and my Second Light Bureau has no money, why can't you stop the labor insurance of the Industrial Bureau?"

"This is only temporary, after we win the project, we will immediately make up the money to the Second Light Bureau!"

"I'm sorry, the Second Light Bureau doesn't have the capital to advance this money. ”

Jia Yan is not in the oil and salt.

Hu Wenhai stretched out his hand to stop Zhang Mingjie, and said sternly with a smile: "Director Jia, the matter of the Industrial Bureau's bidding for updating technology is a major event personally decided by Mayor Wang. Are you working against Mayor Wang, and are you turning a deaf ear to the instructions of the city government on the Bureau of Ensuring Industry?"

"Xiao Hu, how old are you this year? What is a big deal and what is not a big deal, even if you say it as a little kid? Don't think that a little money is great, China is still a socialist country! If you want to put it aside a few years ago, don't say that you stand here and talk to me, you would have been thrown into prison to eat peanuts!"

"You know, there's an old saying in our embroidery city—"

Hu Wenhai stood in front of Jia Yan's desk, condescending: "Don't be a big deal, but no matter what time it is, I must be better than you." As the old saying goes, like you, you will live to be a dog!"

What haven't we seen before?

At a glance, what kind of person Jia Yan is, this is the so-called "it's not that the old man has become bad, but that the bad person has become old"

typical.

It's right to respect the old and love the young, but it's also not old or a bear child.

"You! The little kid is really uneducated now, and I'm a capitalist when I'm older!"

Hu Wenhai laughed, shook his fingers and said, "I'm sorry, you don't have to wait for anything to grow up, Lao Tzu is a capitalist now." I repeat, you are in the way of the capitalists making money, and those who know each other should quickly stop it. ”

"If I don't stop, what can you do to me? You hit me? Hit me! If you have the ability, you can hit here!"

A bottle of ink used to write calligraphy smashed on Jia Yan's head.

The old man, who was originally silver-haired and quite energetic, was drenched with ink all over his face in an instant.

Jia Yan was stunned.

Zhang Mingjie was also stunned.

Hu Wenhai tore a piece of paper on Jia Yan's desk, barely wiped the ink on his hands, and then crumpled it into a ball and smashed it on his face.

"Hehe, I've grown so big, it's the first time I've heard someone make such a request in my life-"

Well, fortunately, now Xingye's comedy has not yet spread to the Northeast, and our Mr. Hu is lucky to get a handful of forced qualifications.

Jia Yan looked left and right from Zhang Mingjie's face to Wen Hai's face, and then his eyes turned around the faces of the two of them twice, knowing that he couldn't get back today's field.

After all, Hu Wenhai just hit his head with ink in a plastic box, and it was not a glass pen and water bottle, that thing would kill if he was not careful.

But if you change it to a soft plastic box ink bottle, it's hard to say whether it's a beating or not.

An old man with one eye, let alone win two young men in his fists and feet.

Even if Jia Yan is called now, which of the employees under the Second Light Bureau would dare to do it with Zhang Mingjie and Hu Wenhai?

The gunshot in the department store during the Chinese New Year, and the reason why the whole city cracked down hard before the New Year is not a secret to people of his level.

But if you get beaten in vain, how can it be-"uh-"

Jia Yan simply rolled his eyes, kicked his legs and fell neatly on the spot!

Hehe, the old man is so casual to touch?

Hu Wenhai, aren't you rich?

If you don't die, you won't be surnamed Jia!

(To be continued.)

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