Chapter 12: Change of mind

1．

After breakfast, Feng Shu went out of the house alone with his slippers. I walked along the main road on campus for a while, but I didn't see a single figure.

Although there are many residents of the family home on campus, at this time everyone is either eating breakfast or making breakfast, and few people go out so early. Throughout the summer vacation, in addition to eating and sleeping, the teachers in the courtyard get together to drink tea, talk about the mountains, drink a lot of wine, or play cards all night. Early morning is the coolest and most comfortable time of the day, and those teachers who are still immersed in sweet dreams will not be willing to wake up early and waste this good time.

The sun had just climbed up the treetops, and it was not too hot, so the tree knew that he would tear his throat and start screaming without playing.

Feng Shu was already annoyed in his heart, but he felt even more annoyed when he heard the cry of knowing.

Feng Shu raised his leg and kicked the Fatong tree beside him, and the treetop was frightened, screamed, spilled a bubble of urine, and flew away.

2．

Walking through the corner of the family courtyard, Feng Shu turned his head and looked in the direction of the Education Commission's office.

The door of the director's office of the Education Commission Office turned out to be open, Feng Shu was overjoyed, knowing that it must be Zhao Zhiqiang inside, this should be a rare good opportunity to approach the leader alone.

Feng Shu tiptoed towards the Education Committee Office, his steps were gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing the treetops on the side of the road and screaming desperately.

Looking in from the office window, Zhao Zhiqiang was lying alone in front of his desk and writing something.

Feng Shu calmed down, straightened the short-sleeved shirt on his body, stood in front of Zhao Zhiqiang's office door with a smile, and knocked lightly.

3．

"Director Zhao, it's so early..." Feng Shu greeted Zhao Zhiqiang with a smile after knocking on the door, bending his body slightly, with a sneer.

Hearing the knock on the door, Zhao Zhiqiang turned his head and saw Feng Shu standing at the door, and also smiled: "Oh, it's Director Feng, you got up quite early." Come in and sit!"

Hearing Zhao Zhiqiang's greeting, Feng Shu hurriedly rubbed the dirt on the soles of his shoes on the cement floor in front of the door, and then walked into the office.

"Director Zhao, please smoke," As soon as he entered the door, Feng Shu hurriedly took out the hardcover "Taishan" cigarette in his pocket, took out one, and handed it to Zhao Zhiqiang with both hands.

Zhao Zhiqiang stretched out his hand to take it, looked at the cigarette brand in front of him, and put it under his nose and sniffed it: "Director Feng, the grade of your smoking is not low, this 'Taishan' cigarette is almost worth a month's salary, right?"

"Where, this is a friend who gave it, how can I afford it myself?" Feng Shu blushed and explained with a busy smile.

The "Taishan" cigarettes in Feng Shu's pocket were a special gift from a student's parents in order to win a place for their child when they were going to school this year. At that time, he gave two and said that he would let Feng Shu transfer one to Zhao Zhiqiang, Feng Shu agreed, but after thinking about it again, he was still reluctant to give it to Zhao Zhiqiang, and he kept it, thinking that Zhao Zhiqiang would not know anyway.

Feng Shu is usually reluctant to smoke this cigarette, and only takes it out when he goes out to meet guests or has important guests at home.

"I hope Zhao Zhiqiang doesn't know about this..." Feng Shu secretly complained in his heart, he knew that the matter would be the current situation, and he should have sent the cigarettes over at that time, hoping that he could leave a good impression on Zhao Zhiqiang.

4．

"Oh. Zhao Zhiqiang didn't know about his parents' cigarettes at all, so he didn't bother to worry and entangle with Feng Shu, and responded casually.

Zhao Zhiqiang didn't look up to see Feng Shu's expression, his eyes kept staring at the book spread out on the desktop, and said slowly: "By the way, Director Feng, it just so happens that I have something to look for you." ”

Hearing Zhao Zhiqiang say that he had something to do with himself, Feng Shu couldn't help but be secretly happy in his heart.

This Zhao Zhiqiang just took office to talk to himself about things, it seems that he still has a certain status in his mind, and his grades in the third year of junior high school this year are not bad, will he praise himself or add a burden to himself?

Feng Shu was thinking happily in his heart, but he was busy responding: "Director Zhao, if you have any instructions, please say." ”

"That's right, today you take the time to straighten out the cash account and running account of the junior and third-level departments, and bring it to me tomorrow to see. No matter what, all of your departments are about to become independent little kingdoms!" Zhao Zhiqiang stared at Feng Shu and smiled.

Although Zhao Zhiqiang was full of smiles when he spoke, there was a chilling chill in Feng Shu's ears.

Feng Shu's heart couldn't help but tighten. It seems that Zhao Zhiqiang is really going to attack himself, and checking the accounts of the small treasury is a good starting point. The other documents are easy to explain, but what about the bills that Liu Wenhua reimbursed in private? How to explain them? This is not a small amount, and the total amount of the past two years must be at least two or three thousand yuan.

"Director Zhao, are you kidding! Everything in the school is not under your control? Who dares to call it an independent kingdom?" Feng Shu smiled and said to Zhao Zhiqiang with a shy smile, "You can rest assured that the accounts of the junior and third-level departments are all clear and clear, except for the teachers' overtime pay, bonuses and holiday gifts, not a penny is spent. You can check it at any time. ”

Seeing Feng Shu patting his chest and crackling, with a loyal and selfless look, Zhao Zhiqiang smiled noncommittally.

In fact, Zhao Zhiqiang knows that the kittens in the departments below are tired.

5．

For the small treasury of various departments of Hushan Middle School, Zhao Zhiqiang has been following the routine when Liu Wenhua Middle School was in charge since he took office.

Liu Wenhua's policy when he was in power was that each department should establish its own revenue and expenditure ledger and cash account, which would be controlled by the head of the department. When charging fees, it needs to be reported to the principal's office for approval, and the principal must sign for expenses of more than 200 yuan, and the heads of each department decide on small expenses. This policy seems to be lax, but Liu Wenhua did not suffer. The heads of various departments are Liu Wenhua's henchmen, and they take money from the small treasury to buy things and give gifts to Liu Wenhua like a competition during the New Year's holidays. Therefore, most of the money in the small coffers of various departments went into Liu Wenhua's pocket.

After Zhao Zhiqiang took over as the principal of the middle school, he considered changing the policy of the school's small treasury. But after weighing it again and again, Zhao Zhiqiang still did not make up his mind, he only had a general understanding of the income and expenditure of various departments, and Zhao Zhiqiang also turned a blind eye to the expenditure of various departments.

First, Zhao Zhiqiang considered that he had just taken over as the principal of the middle school, and most of the heads of various departments were Liu Wenhua's henchmen.

Second, Zhao Zhiqiang also knew that "if you want the horses to run, you have to feed the horses some grass." If you can't get some benefits as an official, why should the heads of various departments give you a hard job? Therefore, it is not surprising that the leaders of various departments secretly spend a little money, and Zhao Zhiqiang himself did this when he was the teaching director of Chengguan Town Middle School.

Therefore, every time the directors of the three levels jointly applied to him to collect the level fee, as long as it was not too out of line, Zhao Zhiqiang pretended to turn a blind eye.

Moving the small treasury is infringing on the interests of the heads of various departments, and if it is not done well, it will be angry, and Zhao Zhiqiang will not do this kind of thing that does not outweigh the losses. Therefore, although Zhao Zhiqiang did not get much money in the small coffers of various departments, he still did not move.

He's lying on his back, waiting for his time. Now the opportunity has come, the education of the entire Hushan Town is Zhao Zhiqiang's world, and what to do is not up to his own temperament? Zhao Zhiqiang is now full of confidence and is determined to build his own Hushan Zhao education system.

Zhao Zhiqiang had already calculated, and the first person to start the operation was Song Xiuwen, who was in charge of Feng Shu and logistics of the junior high school department of Hushan Middle School. These two people are 100% of Liu Wenhua's henchmen, and they usually hum to themselves, but Zhao Zhiqiang has always been like a fish in his throat, and it is difficult to be happy not to vomit.

Originally, Zhao Zhiqiang planned to talk to the two of them separately today, but he didn't expect Feng Shu to come to the door early in the morning.

6．

"Director Feng," Zhao Zhiqiang smiled and lit a cigarette and said to Feng Shu, "Do you have any ideas for future work?"

Looking at Zhao Zhiqiang's chubby smiling face, Feng Shu's heart sank.

Feng Shu understands that when leaders talk to their subordinates about work and ideas, there are generally two results, one is promotion, and the other is decentralization. In this situation, it is impossible to be promoted, the only possibility is that Zhao Zhiqiang wants to adjust his position, and if he doesn't do it well, he will beat himself back to his original form with a stick, and even drive him out of Hushan Middle School and be sent to any village-level primary school to be an ordinary teacher.

Zhao Zhiqiang is now fully capable of doing this.

However, for Feng Shu, this kind of practice is more uncomfortable than killing him.

"Hehe, Director Zhao, it's not like I've been busy moving Director Liu these days and haven't taken care of thinking about work. Besides, isn't there still more than half a month left for the start of school? Feng Shu thought urgently in his heart, and moved Liu Wenhua out by the way.

After moving out of Liu Wenhua, Feng Shu realized that he had lost his words, and subconsciously covered his mouth with his hand.

"What's the matter, does Director Feng have a toothache?" Hearing that Feng Shu moved out of Liu Wenhua, Zhao Zhiqiang smiled coldly and stared at Feng Shu tightly, with a trace of coldness and disdain in his eyes.

In the past, when Feng Shu and Song Xiuwen were fighting wits and courage with Zhao Zhiqiang, they also moved out of Liu Wenhua to save the emergency. But at that time, Zhao Zhiqiang had just arrived, and his foothold was not stable, so he didn't dare to fight with Liu Wenhua, so he let them go a few times.

Zhao Zhiqiang also formed a grudge with Liu Wenhua in the process of fighting with Feng Shu and Song Xiuwen and others, although the two of them seemed polite on the surface, in fact, Zhao Zhiqiang hated Liu Wenhua in his heart.

"If there is revenge, it is not a gentleman", "It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years", these words Zhao Zhiqiang once took to heart as a motto.

Now that the opportunity has come, how can Zhao Zhiqiang let it go easily?

7．

At this time, Feng Shu was like a defeated rooster, sitting there with his head drooping, looking at Zhao Zhiqiang pitifully.

Zhao Zhiqiang, like a gladiator who won a battle with a fierce beast, stood up and pinched his thick waist with both hands, and looked down at Feng Shu condescendingly in the posture of a superior person, savoring the excitement and pleasure of a successful person in his heart.

"No, Director Zhao, I mean I haven't thought about it these days, and I'll report to you as soon as I think about it..." Feng Shu stammered in defense.

"Let's talk about it," By this time, Zhao Zhiqiang had already made up his mind to take out Feng Shu, Zhao Zhiqiang waved his hand as he spoke, and then opened his mouth, with a hint of impatience in his tone, "Director Feng has anything else to do, if it's okay, I'm going to go home for breakfast." ”

"Don't mind...••" Hearing Zhao Zhiqiang say this, Feng Shu quickly stood up from the sofa, "Director Zhao, you have been promoted to the director of the Education Commission, and I haven't had time to congratulate you on your promotion." I think I will set up a table at the 'Longquan Restaurant' at noon to congratulate Director Zhao. ”

Feng Shu finished his words in a hurry, and looked at Zhao Zhiqiang with blank eyes, waiting for his answer.

Hearing Feng Shu say this, Zhao Zhiqiang looked at Feng Shu's pitiful appearance, rolled his eyes, and suddenly changed his mind. Zhao Zhiqiang wanted to kill Feng Shu first and make him bleed, and talk about other things in two days. Even if you want to take down Feng Shu, you must first stabilize him, and then find a way to grab his pigtails or appease him in advance, so as to prevent Feng Shu and Song Xiuwen and others from jumping over the wall and messing around with their overall situation.

"That's it," Zhao Zhiqiang paused deliberately, looked at Feng Shu's nervous expression, and felt a little funny in his heart, "It's okay to get together and talk, but it's not good to move the people." ”

As Zhao Zhiqiang's lips opened, Feng Shu's heart also fell.

"Why don't you look like this," Zhao Zhiqiang smiled, "Come to my house at noon, Tan Yan will rest today, let her fry a few simple side dishes, let's drink two cups?"

"What's the matter? Director Tan finally took a leave of absence, and he couldn't trouble her," Feng Shu was relieved when he heard Zhao Zhiqiang, and half of his heart was relieved, and he hurriedly said, "Director Zhao doesn't like to go to restaurants, so I will go out and buy a few ready-made side dishes, so I don't have to trouble Director Tan to cook, what do you think?"

Hearing Feng Shu say this, Zhao Zhiqiang also nodded along the way. Seeing that Zhao Zhiqiang nodded in agreement, Feng Shu hurriedly said goodbye to Zhao Zhiqiang and withdrew from the Education Commission Office.

8．

After leaving the Office of the Education Commission and turning the corner of the house, Feng Shu saw the figure of Song Xiuwen's wife Ji Hua flashing into the courtyard gate of Zhao Zhiqiang's house. Although he could see it too clearly, Feng Shu could be sure that Ji Hua was carrying a bag of things in his hand.

Damn, the cunning Song Xiuwen must be engaged in lady diplomacy again! This ghost thing, Feng Shu scolded hatefully in his heart.

Feng Shu knew that Song Xiuwen's wife Ji Hua was also from Chengguan Town, Huxian County, and she was a fellow villager with Tan Yan. In addition, Ji Hua's current identity is the principal of the kindergarten in the center of the town and the principal of early childhood education. Report to work or visit fellow villagers, for any reason, Ji Hua can enter and leave Zhao Zhiqiang's house in a grand manner. Alas, who let himself not have a wife as capable as Ji Hua? Feng Shu thought sullenly, and went home with his slippers.

9．

Feng Shu entered the door, and Liu Shuzhen was busy washing the dishes and chopsticks in front of the faucet, so she didn't bother to take care of him.

"What else are you going to wash, go into the house!" Seeing that Liu Shuzhen has been busy with her own affairs, Feng Shu's heart is a little angry, and she sends all the anger she just received from Zhao Zhiqiang to Liu Shuzhen's body, "You women know to do some trivial things all day long, and you don't know how to be in a hurry when your eyebrows are burned!"

Liu Shuzhen was inexplicably scolded by Feng Shu, and she didn't dare to fight back, so she got up and followed Feng Shu into the house.

"What's wrong, did you take the wrong medicine or did you take too much medicine?"

"You know the, something big is going to happen. Feng Shu pulled Liu Shuzhen down on the sofa and sat down, lowered his voice and said, "I just came back from Zhao Zhiqiang, I can't figure out if Zhao Zhiqiang wants to move me." ”

"Won't it?" Liu Shuzhen looked surprised, "You have done a good job this year, your personal teaching performance and the admission results of students in the junior and third departments are reasonable, why does Zhao Zhiqiang want to move you?"

"Besides, isn't it all your broken cousin Liu Wenhua who is to blame?" Feng Shu turned his anger on Liu Wenhua, "Zhao Zhiqiang doesn't deal with Liu Wenhua, let me eat melons and Luo'er." ”

"Get out of the way!" Who is a cousin who is closer than me?" Liu Shuzhen glanced at Feng Shu and said angrily, "Without my cousin, can you have your today?

"I'm too lazy to care about your!" After speaking, Liu Shuzhen got up and wanted to go to the yard to continue her work.

"Don't mind," Feng Shu grabbed Liu Shuzhen's arm and pulled her to the sofa, "How much money do we have in our hands?"

"What do you want money for?" Liu Shuzhen felt sorry for the money, and subconsciously asked rhetorically. Because Liu Shuzhen received the salary of a private teacher, the combined salary of Feng Shu and Feng Shu was only more than 300 yuan a month, except for the monthly daily expenses, there was not much left, and she had to save some for emergencies.

"Don't care, how many more?" Feng Shu asked eagerly.

"There are always three or four hundred," Liu Shuzhen thought for a moment and said, "The salary that was just opened two days ago has not been used much." There are more than 2,000 in the passbook. ”

"Leave the passbook alone, we'll talk about that later. If Zhao Zhiqiang takes back the small treasury of the junior and third-level departments, I estimate that he will have to fill a little hole. If you don't accept it, it will be easy to do, and I will slowly plug this hole in the future. Damn, it's all caused by Liu Wenhua, and he often takes the list to report to the junior and third-level departments. Feng Shu said hatefully.

"It's not just you, I guess Song Xiuwen is not much better, but fortunately, there is a person who suffers with you and is fine. Liu Shuzhen comforted Feng Shu.

"You know what a fart!" Feng Shu looked at Liu Shuzhen with eyes that hated iron and steel, "I just saw Ji Hua when I came out of Zhao Zhiqiang's office, carrying a bag in my hand, I couldn't see what it was, and I went to Zhao Zhiqiang's house." must have gone to Zhao Zhiqiang's house to give gifts and pave the way for Song Xiuwen. ”

"Well, yes, Ji Hua, this woman has more eyes than Song Xiuwen, and she is more difficult," Hearing Feng Shu say this, Liu Shuzhen's anger also disappeared a lot, "Then what do you want to do?"

"I told Zhao Zhiqiang that I would invite him to dinner at noon today, Zhao Zhiqiang didn't want to go out, and said that he was at home to let Tan Yan fry a few dishes. Feng Shu had a look of disdain, "Damn, I don't understand this little bit of caution? I can only eat and drink and fill my stomach when I go out, and Zhao Zhiqiang can't leave anything behind." What about going to his house? Can I enter the door empty-handed? Aren't we all going to take all the food and drink?"

"Take the money, I'll go out and touch some food and drink. "Feng Shu knows, after all, hate and hate, things still have to be done.

"Here, it's all here, save some flowers, or the whole family will drink the northwest wind this month..." Liu Shuzhen muttered, opened the drawer and took out the money, and handed it to Feng Shu, looking unhappy.

Feng Shu didn't squeak, put the money in his pocket, got up and went to the yard, pushed the bicycle and went out.

10．

At about ten o'clock in the morning, Feng Shu went to Zhao Zhiqiang's house on a bicycle carrying large bags of raw and cooked dishes, tobacco and alcohol.

"Director Feng, what are you doing here? Big bags and small bags..." Tan Yan saw Feng Shu parking his bicycle at the door in the courtyard, and greeted him with a smile.

"It's nothing, I just went to the small vendor in the town and touched some snacks, our place is small, and there is nothing to eat. Feng Shu said as he moved things into the courtyard.

Feng Shu said that it was nothing, but his heart hurt uncomfortably. All kinds of raw and cooked dishes cost more than 100 yuan, all of which were purchased at the "Longquan Restaurant". A box of high-quality "Gujing Gong" liquor is 160 yuan, plus a "Taishan" cigarette that should have been given to Zhao Zhiqiang last time but was stolen by Feng Shu. This time it's almost more than five hundred yuan, and it's false to say that Feng Shu is not distressed.

Zhao Zhiqiang saw the big bags of things Feng Shu was carrying through the window in the office, and smiled with satisfaction. Seeing Feng Shu enter his house, Zhao Zhiqiang also got up and went home.

11．

Zhao Zhiqiang went into the living room to make tea, and Feng Shu went into the kitchen to help Tan Yan.

More than half an hour later, the banquet officially began. Zhao Zhiqiang looked at the table full of wine and food, and smoked the "Taishan" cigarette brought by Feng Shu, and his mood was extremely refreshing.

Zhao Zhiqiang looked at Feng Shu, smiled, and said, "Director Feng is too polite, why do you get so much wine and food? ”

"Where, where, it didn't cost a lot of money, Director Zhao smiled. Feng Shu cautiously accompanied the smiling face, "Why don't Director Zhao call a few more people to accompany you?"

"No, let's just two brothers today, drink a little wine, Lala is homely, and the others are not called..." With Feng Shu's good cigarettes and wine, Zhao Zhiqiang's mood also improved, and he became a little closer to him unconsciously.

The two of them pushed the glasses and changed the glasses, drank and talked. Feng Shu had been looking at Zhao Zhiqiang's face very carefully, and tried not to speak as much as possible, for fear that he would annoy Zhao Zhiqiang again after drinking and losing his words.

After a while, each person had a pound of Gujing tribute wine, Feng Shu's stomach was as hot as a fire, and Zhao Zhiqiang's tongue was a little big when he spoke.

"Feng Shu, you say, I've been treating you well in the past two years, right?" Zhao Zhiqiang lit a cigarette, took a hard puff, and stared at Feng Shu.

"Yes, yes, Principal Zhao has been good to both of us in the past two years, and we have always been very grateful, Liu Shuzhen brought me over every day to report to Principal Zhao. But the door of your hospital is facing the back window of the Education Commission Office, and Director Liu squats in this office every day.

"Oh," Zhao Zhiqiang responded, looked at Feng Shu and said, "I also know your difficulties, Director Liu is your old leader, I heard that you are still relatives, right? He is kind to you, he can't afford to offend, and he can't be offended, right? This thing is well done, well done..."

Zhao Zhiqiang stretched out his hand and patted Feng Shu's shoulder across the coffee table, Feng Shu was shocked, and most of the wine woke up.

In fact, Feng Shu didn't understand the implicit meaning of Zhao Zhiqiang's words. Although it is said that the people in the officialdom are all powerful eyes, and whoever is in charge of the official and can control their own destiny will be clamored, but everything must have a principle and a bottom line, right? Zhao Zhiqiang looked down on those wall grasses that fell with the wind in his heart, so he still admired Feng Shu, a person who was single-minded about his master, in private. If it weren't for Feng Shu following Liu Wenhua to fight with him, Zhao Zhiqiang would not have the heart to move Feng Shu.

However, when Zhao Zhiqiang said this, he scared Feng Shu half to death, and thought that Zhao Zhiqiang was annoyed that he was too close to Liu Wenhua.

"Director Zhao, this..." Feng Shu trembled, not knowing what to say, sweat flowed from his face.

"This shows that you Feng Shu has not forgotten your roots and is a person worth dating, right?" Zhao Zhiqiang looked drunk, "Don't worry, I'm not angry, I'm not so careful." It's human nature, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, Director Zhao has a lot..." Feng Shu responded and nodded again and again.

"In the future, our brothers will have good benefits, and good days are ahead. Zhao Zhiqiang reached out and patted Feng Shu's shoulder again.

Feng Shu, who was filming this time, felt very comfortable, knowing that today's wine was not in vain, and the money was not spent in vain, perhaps, today's wine is a turning point in his career.

"Yes, yes, Director Zhao, don't worry, in our Hushan Town in the future, whatever you say is what, you will fight me Feng Shu, there is no other word!" Feng Shu patted his chest and expressed his attitude to Zhao Zhiqiang.

"Good, good, drink. Zhao Zhiqiang looked at Feng Shu with drunken eyes, picked up the cup, tilted his neck, and lowered his stomach with a glass of white wine, Feng Shu hurriedly followed.

It is said that wine is the catalyst of feelings, and this is not true at all. Before the wine was finished, Zhao Zhiqiang and Feng Shuyuan's two people who did not agree with each other were already as good as brothers.

Regarding Feng Shu's initiative to get closer, Zhao Zhiqiang also understood in his heart that this was human nature. Once the son of heaven and a courtier, when the master is gone, he must not let his original subordinates follow the martyrdom and burial? It's good to be like Feng Shu, who knows the world and is not pedantic, and if he can do this, he can be regarded as a person with a conscience. In Liu Wenhua, Feng Shu did a good job, and Zhao Zhiqiang also appreciated it. Therefore, as long as Feng Shu is wholeheartedly close to himself, he can use it for himself in the future, Zhao Zhiqiang is still happy to accept it.

After all, it is not an overnight task to cultivate a qualified and reassuring middle-level cadre in the school, and the school seems to be full of talents, but it is really not easy to find someone who is really suitable for being a leader.

Judging from the contacts in the past two years, Feng Shu has the conditions for middle-level cadres: first, he is loyal to the "number one"; second, he can be a good "setter", a good setter, the dead ball can become a living ball, and the setter does not work properly, and the good ball may also become a stinky ball. Judging from Feng Shu's allegiance to Liu Wenhua and the management of the junior and third-level departments, Feng Shu has done a good job in these two points, and if he changes someone else, he may not do as well as him.

Drinking slowly, Zhao Zhiqiang went through a comprehensive analysis in his heart, and finally decided to let Feng Shu go for the time being to see the after-effects. There are some things, if Feng Shu can understand it now, it is not too late. After all, the previous Hushan Middle School was the world of Liu Wenhua, if he turned his back on Liu Wenhua and changed his court as soon as Feng Shu came, maybe he would really look down on him. Although Feng Shu and Song Xiuming secretly fought with him a few times, Zhao Zhiqiang knew that it was Liu Wenhua who was behind his back. Judging from Feng Shu's performance today, even if he borrowed ten guts, he didn't dare to fight alone.

At half past three in the afternoon, the banquet ended. Zhao Zhiqiang staggered and sent Feng Shu, who was staggering, out of the house. Watching Feng Shu leave, Zhao Zhiqiang turned back and entered the house.

12．

"Feng Shu spent a lot of money today," Zhao Zhiqiang entered the house, and Tan Yan greeted him, "I roughly calculated, there are almost four or five hundred." ”

"That's a lot, it's good that I didn't let him spit out all the food he has eaten in the past few years," Zhao Zhiqiang burped with a sideways eye, "I wanted to take out Feng Shu and Song Xiuwen this semester, but I didn't expect Feng Shu, this kid to look clever, let's stay for a while, and if I don't obey, he won't be able to escape from my palm anyway." ”

"That's it, don't move this and that as soon as you take office, it seems that we don't have much atmosphere, this society, it's better to offend fewer people," Tan Yan helped Zhao Zhiqiang sit down on the sofa, and asked, "What should Song Xiuwen do over there?" Ji Hua sent a lot of things in the morning, all of which were some dried and fresh seafood, as well as two packs of Longjing tea. I've done the math, and I've got to have about three or four hundred. ”

"Send it over and stay, it's time to let these guys bleed, and honor Liu Wenhua every day. Damn, I know how to be sensible now!" Zhao Zhiqiang scolded, and then ordered, "You go and inform Song Xiuwen in the afternoon, and let him go to the office of the Education Commission in the evening, and I will talk to him first to see if he will be as good as Feng Shu." Don't move the things yet, and send them back if you don't get on the road. ”

Tan Yan was also obedient and hurriedly agreed.

Zhao Zhiqiang stumbled back to the bedroom to sleep.

13．

Feng Shu was dragged up from the bed by Liu Shuzhen when it was almost dark.

Rubbing his dry eyes, Feng Shu looked up at the clock on the wall, and turned his head back to sleep.

"Hurry up, we've been lying down all afternoon, drink some cat urine, and sleep like a dead pig." Seeing that Feng Shu was still going to sleep, Liu Shuzhen went up and pinched Feng Shu's arm, and said hatefully.

"Stinky know a piece of! I'm glad I don't want to drink more. I'll sleep a little longer. Feng Shu looked at Liu Shuzhen with hazy eyes and said.

"By the way, what did you do with Zhao Zhiqiang?" asked Liu Shuzhen with a concerned face.

"It's okay, damn, it's a cat that doesn't eat fishy," Feng Shu scolded, "A box of wine, a cigarette, a banquet, take it!"

"Look at your urine appearance, spend so much money, don't have to spend so much money at home this month?" Liu Shuzhen scolded viciously, turned around and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Liu Shuzhen went out, Feng Shu lay on the bed again, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and looked at the ceiling in a trance.

Feng Shu knew that today's catastrophe should have been avoided. As long as he behaves well, Zhao Zhiqiang should not move himself for the time being. The next question is how to get close to Zhao Zhiqiang and strive to become his confidant. But how to get close to Zhao Zhiqiang? Feng Shu was a little worried.

As the saying goes: "If you are not afraid of the leader talking about principles, you are afraid that the leader will not have a hobby." Feng Shu understands this truth, and doing what he likes is the closest way to get close to the leader. But what hobbies does Zhao Zhiqiang have? After working together for two years, Feng Shu really doesn't know.

It seems that Zhao Zhiqiang does not refuse money, but if he often sends it home, he can't stand it, Liu Shuzhen will definitely have to quarrel with himself. Alas, the only thing I can do for the time being is to be diligent in my legs, dessert in my mouth, and try to make Zhao Zhiqiang feel more comfortable.

and Song Xiuwen's goblin guy, I have to guard against him a little. People are husband and wife go into battle together, in case Song Xiuwen becomes Zhao Zhiqiang's henchman, and then says a few bad things about himself, Feng Shu fought a cold war, he didn't dare to think about the consequences.

Although Feng Shu and Song Xiuwen were both single-handedly picked up by Liu Wenhua, they both belong to Liu Wenhua's henchmen. But the two faces and hearts are not compatible, and they can't always pee into a jar. For this reason, Liu Wenhua is also very troubled, and he has done a lot of work for two people, and the two agreed to it in person, and it seems that they are also a harmonious atmosphere on the surface, but how to fight behind their backs, as long as there is a chance, the two of them will be pinched to death, and Liu Wenhua is helpless.

But Feng Shu knew where the root of his friendship with Song Xiuwen was, in fact, it was caused by the two competing for favor in front of Liu Wenhua. Both of them want to behave well in front of Liu Wenhua, and they both want to step on each other fiercely, and neither of them is convinced. But Liu Wenhua is not a god, how can two bowls of water be served as flat? Therefore, the struggle between the two people can only continue one after another. Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and if there are rivers and lakes, there are indispensable battles, not to mention the rivers and lakes in the officialdom, which are all bloody battles.

It seems that we have to continue to fight with Song Xiuwen! Feng Shu sighed helplessly.