Zhao Changshu looked at the seven or eight lowered heads, and suddenly felt a little sad in his heart, these people have not only not cultivated a heroic righteousness in the officialdom for a long time, but have been contaminated with servility one by one. Timid and afraid, when merit is met, when it comes to responsibility, it hides.

Zhao Changshu impulsively wanted to take on the sponsorship matter, but after thinking about it, the Tianlong Consortium belonged to his sister Zhao Ziwei after all, and he couldn't make decisions for his sister. Although her sister said that she wanted to sponsor the martial arts conference, she had already rejected her at that time. If he rashly makes a decision for his sister now, it may affect the normal operation of the Tianlong Foundation.

Therefore, Zhao Changshu decided to take a breath with his sister and then report to Wang Ziming.

Wang Ziming looked at the guy who was still excited just now, and suddenly wilted, and he also felt a little regretful, although after Li Rongye was arrested, the officialdom of Duping County went through a turmoil, but there was still a lack of capable and enterprising cadres like Zhao Changgun. In front of these old cadres, more than steady, not enterprising, in the past like a pool of stagnant water Du Ping is a conscientious cadre, but now Du Ping is in a period of rapid development, they are a little unable to catch up with the pace.

Just when Wang Ziming was about to personally order the general, Wu Weimin suddenly raised his head and said: "Minister Wang, I see the matter of attracting investment, let's wait for Deputy Director Zhao to come back from Linhe City to discuss, right? If we can't get Linhe Satellite TV, I'm afraid we won't be able to find a good partner." After all, the most important thing for other sponsors is the influence of the martial arts conference, and the Sumitomo Foundation just now is an example. ”

Wu Weimin said as he casually glanced at Zhao Changshu, and said in his heart: "Boy, I'll add another burden to you and see how much you can bear." If you can't handle Linhe Satellite TV, the responsibility for not being able to sponsor will have to fall on your head. Even if your relationship with Jiang Nanyu is iron, can you still wear a pair of pants?"

Wang Ziming looked at Wu Weimin, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and said: "Director Wu, the vigorous development of education in Duping County, especially the martial arts school, in the past two years shows that Director Wu is an enterprising and capable cadre!"

"Minister Wang has won the award, which is all due to everyone's joint efforts. Wu Weimin didn't know why Wang Ziming said this, so he instinctively humbled up.

"Hehe, having the ability is having the ability, and the work of the Education and Sports Bureau in the past two years has been good! Now that Deputy Director Zhao Changshu has provoked the matter of Linhe Satellite TV, I think the matter of finding a sponsor will be handed over to Director Wu. Don't let everyone down!" Wang Ziming said with a smile.

Wu Weimin finally knew why Wang Ziming praised him, it was simply a weasel greeting the chickens for the New Year, and he didn't have a good heart! His face darkened as soon as he clicked, and said depressedly: "Minister Wang, me?"

Wang Ziming didn't wait for him to finish, then stopped his words and said, "Okay, let's settle the matter like this." Director Wu, don't let everyone down. That's all for today, let's all disperse. ”

Everyone got up and left, and saw Wu Weimin sitting on the chair as if he had lost his soul and didn't move, so they went over and patted him on the shoulder, not knowing whether to comfort and encourage, or gloating.

Zhao Changshu also patted Wu Weimin's shoulder, and said with a dry smile: "Director Wu, why don't we make another bet, I bet you can't find sponsorship?"

"Busy with your go!" Wu Weimin glared at Zhao Changshu and shouted.

Zhao Changshu still had something to do, and he didn't plan to meet him in general, so he left the conference room with a dry smile.

Only Wang Ziming and Wu Weimin were left in the conference room, Wang Ziming glanced at Wu Weimin, who was dejected, sighed in his heart, and was about to leave. But at this moment, Wu Weimin suddenly stood up and said to him, "Minister Wang, me?"

Wang Ziming thought that he was about to shirk his responsibility again, so he said: "Director Wu, I also know that soliciting sponsorship is a very difficult task, but someone has to do it, right? We are all party members and cadres, and we can't pick and choose the fat and the thin! In this regard, we should indeed learn from Zhao Changshu, no matter what time it is, he is always high-spirited. ”

Wu Weimin swallowed and spitted, and then said cautiously: "Minister Wang, do you really think that Zhao Changshu can complete the task? Not only can we let Linhe Satellite TV do a live broadcast for us, but also let them pay for the broadcast fee?"

"Hehe" Wang Ziming did not say anything.

"Minister Wang, you don't think Zhao Changshu is a little bit," Wu Weimin said hesitantly.

"What's the matter?" Wang Ziming wondered.

"Are you a little arrogant and arrogant? Do you know what Zhao Changshu said when he first came?" Wu Weimin paused for a moment, saw Wang Ziming looking at him with his eyes, and then continued: "He said that you are an old propagandist, why can't you even engage in simple market speculation! Do you say that he is too arrogant? Minister Wang, since Zhao Changshu came to Duping County, the speed of promotion is very fast! And Minister Wang"

Wu Weimin did not continue, his meaning was already obvious, Zhao Changshu was too showy, and he was now at the deputy section level, and if he continued like this, he would soon be able to climb above his Wang Ziming! Besides, he dared to point fingers at the work of the higher-level leaders and make arbitrary comments.

Wang Ziming glanced at Wu Weimin deeply with a gloomy face, did not speak, and walked out of the conference room directly.

Wu Weimin glanced at Wang Ziming's face, and said secretly in his heart: "Okay! No matter how open-minded Wang Ziming is, he is also a young man after all, and he is very competitive, I don't believe that he is indifferent to Zhao Chang's slander! Hehe, just wait and watch a good show." ”

Just as Wu Weimin was complacent about his little trick, he heard Wang Ziming, who had already walked more than ten meters in front of him, suddenly turn around and say to him: "Don't forget the work I gave you! Whoever can't complete the task, I will propose to the county standing committee to remove him from his post!"

Wu Weimin was so frightened that he subconsciously stopped, and saw Wang Ziming's figure enter the elevator room before running over to another elevator. This guy suddenly felt that what he did today seemed to be a bit of a problem.

Zhao Lance did not leave with everyone, but avoided everyone and boarded a special elevator that was not open to the public, and the elevator directly sent Zhao Lance to a closed room on the second basement floor of the hotel.

The room was brightly lit, and as soon as Zhao Changshu walked in, seven or eight people in the room stood up and bent down in unison, saying, "Brother Gun." ”

Zhao Changshu waved his hand to make everyone polite, and then walked to the corner.

Three chairs lined up in that corner, each with a nylon rope to help a person, with a rag in his mouth. It was Zhang Zhen and his two bodyguards.

Zhao Changshu looked at Zhang Zhen in the middle, this guy's mouth was blue, his eyes were swollen into a slit, and his hair more than two inches long was hanging on his head, as listless as his person. He has long since lost the arrogance and domineering in the conference room.

But his two black bodyguards, although tied to the chairs, still had straight waists. When they saw Zhao Changshu coming in, they all looked at him with strange eyes. I don't know how this very strong man suddenly got here.

Although Zhao Changlan's temper sometimes seems good, it is not something that anyone can offend. This morning, Zhang Zhen dared to let his bodyguards attack Zhao Changshu in full view of everyone. Although there were many people at that time, Zhao Lance only taught them a small lesson, but it did not mean that Zhao Lance was going to let them go. What's more, Zhao Changshu now suddenly wants to know why the president of the Sumitomo Foundation terminated the sponsorship contract with the Organizing Committee of the Martial Arts Conference because of himself?

Zhao Changlan walked straight to Zhang Zhen and gestured to a little brother standing next to him, the little brother understood, walked up to Zhang Zhen, and pulled out the rag in his mouth.

"Phew!Phew!" Probably the rag in the kitchen behind the new Dragon Gate Inn didn't taste very good, just taken out of Zhang Zhen's mouth, Zhang Zhen snorted a few times, but fortunately he didn't vomit.

"Who the hell are you? What do you want to do?" Zhang Zhen relieved his breath, looked at Zhao Changshu and asked, his voice was very low, obviously he didn't have much confidence, and he was probably frightened by Zhao Yushan and the others. He really didn't understand, wasn't Zhao Changshu an official in Duping County? Why did he look like a big brother in the underworld now? What the hell is going on?

Zhao Changshu saw that although Zhang Zhen's injuries were not serious, he used to be a tall man respected by everyone, and he had never encountered such a thing, so now his spirit was a little broken.

Zhao Changshu no longer beat around the bush with Zhang Zhen, but said bluntly: "You don't have to ask so much, if you want to live, just do what I say." ”

After Zhao Changshu finished speaking, he turned his head to Zhao Yushan who was standing next to him and said, "Give him back his mobile phone." ”

Zhao Yushan nodded, asked a younger brother to let go of Zhang Zhen's hand, and then handed his mobile phone to him.

"You should know your president's phone number, right? Call him right now. I'm going to ask him personally, who is he sacred, and when did I end up hating him?" Zhao Changshu said to Zhang Zhen in a commanding tone.

Zhang Zhen did not resist in the slightest, his fingers pressed on the keyboard a few times in a row, and then anxiously waited for the president to answer the phone, just like a bullied child who was eager to find Mommy to tell his grievances.

As the CEO of the Sumitomo Foundation's Huaguo branch, Zhang Zhen was able to speak directly with the president of Sumitomo.

The phone was quickly connected, Zhang Zhen's tears almost flowed out, and he almost choked up and said: "President, I have an accident, you come and save me"

Zhang Zhen wanted his island father to support him, but before he finished speaking, the mobile phone was snatched away by Zhao Changlan. Zhao Changshu not only snatched the mobile phone, but also glanced at Zhang Zhen deeply, and said: "If you were born in the war years, you must be a big traitor!"

"He's a traitor now! Grandma's, he specializes in doing things for the people of the island country, and he doesn't fucking do good things!" Zhao Yushan next to him said indignantly.

The president of Sumitomo on the other end of the phone didn't know what was going on here, and he was still muttering over there, and his voice came out through the microphone.