Monday was another sunny day. It was rare for Lin Miao's family to arrive at the same time, and before seven o'clock in the morning, two big ones and two small ones sat in the street canteen to eat together. It was not the leader's box that sat down, but deliberately sat in the canteen hall outside.

In addition to the four big news items on the front page, the sixth page of the social and cultural page also has a long newsletter on "how the famous writer Lin Guorong in our city educates his son". Throughout the article, I don't mention this prodigy fraud storm in an extremely atmospheric way, from the beginning to the end of three or four thousand words, and it can be summed up in two words: "family style" and "family education".

The reporters who wrote the report were also considered to have exhausted their minds, writing from Tianji Lane to Xicheng Street, from Bailifang Primary School to Foreign Chinese Junior High School. If it weren't for the fact that Lin Miao and Lao Lin's lives were too thin, it is estimated that this guy with gorgeous writing who can expand a small fart into three or five hundred words, and grit his teeth a little, he can write one more book.

Then take a closer look at the signature, okay, Ding Shaoyi personally wrote it, which is quite okay. I drank so much last night, I was tired all day, and I was able to rush out such an article overnight, Lin Miao Lin Secretary sincerely paid her the highest respect to her peers.

After seven o'clock, the number of people in the cafeteria gradually increased, and the room suddenly became lively.

First of all, middle-level cadres from more than a dozen departments took turns to say hello, and the leaders of the street teams were even more smiling. This long face, thanks to the blessing of the old Lin and his son, the name of Xicheng Street became popular all over the province overnight. Jiang Ping was praised by the colleagues on the street so much that she almost flew on the spot, and she didn't eat much of the whole meal, and she had been endlessly "oh ho ho ho ho" for half an hour, and when Lin Miao was eating a large bowl of noodles, she saw Jiang Ping laughing hoarsely.

After pretending to be forced, Lao Lin was finally satisfied and took the two children to school.

Santana first went east and then west, and after sending Xiaoxiao to Bailifang Primary School, on the way to foreign Chinese junior high school, he picked up Jiang Yang halfway to get on the bus. As soon as his uncle appeared, Lin Miao began to tell them jokes.

"It's going to be easier to do in the future. Uncle tell me that my nephew has won a national grand prize. No matter what the cat says, you just reply to this sentence. Dad you tell Gou, my son has won a gold medal in an international competition. No matter what Ah Dog says, he will only reply to this sentence. Angry with those cats and dogs, if they don't die, you keep saying until they die! Don't give them any chance to survive!"

Lin Miao said all the way very brutally, and Jiang Yang laughed and lay in the back seat of the car.

After laughing for a long time, Jiang Yang got up again and said: "I bought a hundred copies of Dongou Daily this morning, and the storefronts of the entire street, each of them, the group of bad old men at the gate of Xicheng Restaurant who say all day long that you are not have a green face." ”

"Uncle, pay attention to proportion, if you really make a mistake, you have to lose money. Lin Miao said, suddenly remembered a few other old men, and said to Lao Lin, "Dad, there are two grandfathers who have been beaten for talking for us, and they are still hospitalized in the second hospital, you have time to go over and take a look, send a red envelope, thank you." ”

"Well, yes, I'll get down to business in the morning and I'll go over in the afternoon. "Lao Lin is very neat.

Lin Miao asked casually again: "What is the matter in the morning?"

Jiang Yang replied: "Come with me to the Urban Renewal Bureau to talk about a small project." ”

"Oh......" Lin Miao nodded in understanding.

After the rain, the sky is clear, although there is still a little water on the ground to continue to deal with, but it is time to have some rainbow and reward yourself.

As for how some people want to wipe their buttocks after diarrhea, Lin Miao is too lazy to care, and he is even more lazy to think about it.

After all, this kind of thing is disgusting to think about.

……

As the initiator, the "Qujiang Nandu Daily" group must have been killed, and the original dark clouds covered Dongou City, the result was only a thunder and rain that meant two times, and then the clouds and rain stopped. Not only that, but the clouds also ran to their heads, and now not only were lightning and thunder roaring, but it even looked like they were going to tear down their buildings. The reversal of the speed of light in public opinion made the high-level leaders of the "Qujiang Nandu Daily", who were ready to reap the benefits, scramble.

The black clouds are overwhelming the city and want to destroy it, and we compare whose face is black.

It was only half past seven in the morning, and the conference room on the top floor of the group building of "Qujiang Nandu Daily" in Hangzhou seemed to have become a smoke realm in Penglai. Several top levels of the group, the chairman, general manager, president, editor-in-chief, plus a senior party official, and the five elders gathered together. Outside the door, the follow-up secretaries of a group of bigwigs had black eyes. This party has been held since 12 o'clock last night, and there have been two more suppers in the middle, and at least two cigarettes have been smoked. But even so, the bigwigs didn't come up with a countermeasure.

First of all, I planned to forcibly launch the "Dongou City Fake Wind Porter Review", and I didn't know how to write it if I wanted to break my head, so I dragged it out until three o'clock in the morning, and finally I had no choice but to ask the editorial department to give up this piece and reformat it, after all, I can't give up the whole newspaper the next day because of the lack of an article. The daily turnover of the newspaper is also calculated in terms of millions!

After the dying and struggling counterattack announced the miscarriage, the bigwigs of "Qu Bao" continued to discuss the next topic with black faces.

The second topic is how to deal with the problem of Monk Yuan Jiajie. This question is actually two problems. First, do you want to find Yuan Jiajie to take the blame. Second, how should Director Shang, who was arrested by the Dongou City police, get him out......

A group of bigwigs argued about this issue for four hours before the secretary finally analyzed the crux of the problem clearly: "The reporters of our own newspaper have made mistakes in writing articles and caused reputational damage to the unit.

If something happens, all the responsibility is put on a little girl, and the results are the leaders, and the results are everyone's. What is this? Crossing the river and demolishing bridges or unloading mills and killing donkeys? It is true that we are self-financing units, but you must not forget that we are also state enterprises! If we fire Yuan Jiajie now, this matter will be settled? Public opinion will be biased in our favor? It will be of no avail! Moreover, if we don't do it well, Yuan Jiajie will bite us in turn, and the society's evaluation of us will be even lower. Why bother, isn't it?"

A group of bigwigs were persuaded by the secretary and comrade, and finally saved Yuan Jiajie's life.

The chairman asked again: "What about Director Shang?" I just called Dongou City, and the attitude of Dongou City is very wrong, let me ask the director of the police station under them, and the director asked me to ask the district, isn't this playing ball!"

There was silence in the conference room.

The only comrade secretary in the room who was still awake took out one cigarette from the cigarette case that he had just opened an hour ago, and there were only two cigarettes left. He pinched the cigarette holder lightly, knocked on the table, knocked fifteen or sixteen times, and then pressed the lighter and lit the cigarette, but he only burned it but did not smoke, and said with a frown: "This matter, I can't solve it by asking the police station and their public security bureau, I will wait to find the leaders of the province to help, and let them release the police station first." ”

"Isn't it, let the leaders of the province go to the police station to ask for someone?!" shouted the general manager.

"What else can you do?" asked the secretary dissatisfiedly.

The general manager had nothing to say.

The secretary shook his head, picked up the cigarette, frowned slightly, smoked a little disgustingly, and irritably wrenched out the cigarette he had just lit. He stood up weakly, raised his hand to look at his watch, and sighed: "It's past seven o'clock, let's break up the meeting first, there's no point in staying up any longer." ”

The other four bigwigs didn't react, obviously so tired that they couldn't stand up.

But at this moment, a big secretary outside the door suddenly walked in again, holding at least a dozen newspapers in his hand, looking panicked.

When the first few people in the room saw this, the secretary couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

The secretary spread the newspaper on the table, and the five bigwigs gathered around to take a look, and the president, who had already run out of oil, directly went black in front of him, and fainted straight. There was another round of chickens and dogs jumping in the conference room......

After rushing to send the president to the hospital for rescue, several bigwigs didn't dare to go home anymore.

Let the secretaries hurry to buy breakfast, and the meeting continues—

It's just that with their ability to think like they have stayed up all night and become a slurry, it is obviously not enough to talk about problems with normal rational thinking, and this meeting has purely become a window for catharsis.

"Fuck the grass! Those Dongou people are too ruthless! Why are they? We all let you arrest you, and you want us to apologize? You want to kill us? I think it's a big deal!"

"How can you break the net? You say it lightly! Do you still have any cards in your hand? Now we are at a loss! If we don't take care of the loss, things can get like this? Apologize, apologize, make a big corner of tofu for them, and this matter will end here. ”

Let's apologize today, we apologize. Then let's do something else tomorrow, and we can't do it? We can't apologize for it! Isn't apologizing just admitting that we are at fault? Isn't it just admitting that we have spread rumors and causing trouble? This kind of thing should be dealt with coldly. He "Dongou Daily" can't be fed up and hold on, and every day he sends out half a page to force us and urge us, right? They don't need to live a long time? Half a page is not a lot of money? The common people don't have long brains, and if we ignore them for half a month or a month, and then make some big news, whether China is bullied by the United States, or whether the United States bullies China, the attention of public opinion will be diverted at once! Major matters will be turned into small things, and small things will be turned into small things, and they will be treated coldly! Do you understand the cold treatment!

"Stop arguing. Comrade Secretary couldn't stand it anymore, "Let's vote, I am a party representative, and in this situation, my vote is one vote against two votes." I think it's okay to be cold, so let's go along this line. And also...... It's too early to give up. The next two things need to be done, first, Director Shang has to get it out first. Second, let's set up an observation group and go to Dongou City to see the situation in person. Why did this matter get to this point, you should find out the reason for yourself, right?"

The three bigwigs who were still alive looked at each other and nodded in compromise and acceptance.

At this time, the chairman, who was finally able to take a breath, slowly stood up, stretched his waist, and was moving his muscles and bones comfortably, but suddenly felt that one leg did not obey the call, he subconsciously hurriedly grabbed the back of the chair, but dragged the chair, and even the people and chairs fell.

There was an experience in which Comrade Secretary was calm and unhurried to command: "Ambulance, hold on to the ......"

The general manager and the editor-in-chief were stunned when they saw that the secretary was so calm.

What's so ......

The secretary is mighty!

Resilience Gennyima Strong ......